<?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-6467265</id><updated>2011-06-04T20:16:25.860+08:00</updated><category term='Moving On~~~ :D'/><category term='happy happy happy happy'/><category term='JENG JENG JENG.'/><category term='Everyone Makes Mistakes.'/><category term='I MISS MY DARLING ALOT :(  PT 2'/><category term='Itchy Itchy Backside.'/><category term='My Hopes......they are gone...'/><category term='I&apos;m such a fool.'/><category term='i love her.'/><category term='NOTHING.'/><category term='I will never forget that very moment.'/><category term='A Storm&apos;s coming.'/><category term='If birds can fly'/><category term='i feel like a jerk. oh wait'/><category term='UNLEASHED.'/><category term='sudden sadness'/><category term='My room is cursed? 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So does my life.'/><category term='i am...'/><category term='Powerful Prayer'/><category term='The Missing Post.'/><title type='text'>YAW</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467265.post-8908161321194475316</id><published>2008-07-22T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:47:51.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i killed my blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HEREBY ANNOUNCED THAT THIS BLOG IS DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T USE IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD BYE BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there might be another blog.&lt;br /&gt;actually there is.  Go and hunt for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hint :  dude, you won't be able to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-8908161321194475316?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/8908161321194475316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=8908161321194475316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8908161321194475316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8908161321194475316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hereby-announced-that-this-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6604602443146613419</id><published>2008-06-18T05:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T05:09:57.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P.S. I Love You Always. ;)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched finish "P.S. I Love You."&lt;br /&gt;Haha finally i watched that movie.&lt;br /&gt;And i did not regret at all. (:&lt;br /&gt;Taught me many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I've regained my strength back.&lt;br /&gt;I've picked myself up again.&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm dashing towards the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me Jochy! I'm coming! Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nice songs from the movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pogues / The O.C. - Love You 'Til The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I just want to see you&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just want to catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be there&lt;br /&gt;When the morning light explodes&lt;br /&gt;On your face it radiates&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape&lt;br /&gt;I love you 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you nothing&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to hear&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for you to say&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just take me&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never been before&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to hear me&lt;br /&gt;Catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I love you 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be there&lt;br /&gt;When we're caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see you laugh not cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;When the night puts on its cloak&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost for words don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I love you 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  Toby Lightman - My Sweet Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet song&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time&lt;br /&gt;What'd you come around here for&lt;br /&gt;Cause that old love is gone&lt;br /&gt;And I've since carried on&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was rid of you for sure&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sweet song, you don't sound so&lt;br /&gt;sweet no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't sing to me&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts me to hear the melody that was&lt;br /&gt;Good to me before&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sweet song, you don't sound so&lt;br /&gt;sweet no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you said love was forever and you told me&lt;br /&gt;love would never&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart, and I believed you as I fell&lt;br /&gt;That's all over, let it go,&lt;br /&gt;You're just a song I used to know&lt;br /&gt;And your fantasy, it don't work for me&lt;br /&gt;Go and pick on someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet song&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm stuck with you&lt;br /&gt;And someday, I'll find the love I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;Then my sweet, sweet song won't sound so&lt;br /&gt;sad no more&lt;br /&gt;My sweet, sweet song, I'll guess I'll always be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you always. No matter what kind of love. And i'll be moving on now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6604602443146613419?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6604602443146613419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6604602443146613419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6604602443146613419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6604602443146613419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-watched-finish-p.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5533069276182153728</id><published>2008-06-16T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:53:08.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving On~~~ :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched "Good Luck Chuck" Online!&lt;br /&gt;It's great! AND Jessica Alba is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha found a nice song from there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut me out by Aidan Hawken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;If I could start all over with you again&lt;br /&gt;I'd change the way the story ends&lt;br /&gt;I'd try my best to help you along&lt;br /&gt;If ever there's anything wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I know you gotta be moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's gonna be fine if you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And I always wish you well you know&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to everything&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll see you when you make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;I was so far away and you shut me outside&lt;br /&gt;Shut me outside&lt;br /&gt;Shut me outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I wish I was sleeping with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;We could listen to the rain outside&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you a story, sing you a song, promise you nothing is wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I know you gotta be moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;I was so far away and you shut me outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to everything&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll see you when you make it through&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5533069276182153728?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5533069276182153728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5533069276182153728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5533069276182153728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5533069276182153728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-watched-good-luck-chuck-online-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1228876184978344023</id><published>2008-06-15T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:13:57.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Aniston is hot.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched "The Break Up" On HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPOILERS BELOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An rather interesting movie.&lt;br /&gt;It's about this couple, Gary(Vince Vaughn) and Brooke(Jennifer Aniston), living together.&lt;br /&gt;They started quarreling over little small things like washing the dishes and buying the wrong amount of lemons. (But the main thing was Brooke felt neglected too)&lt;br /&gt;And Gary was being very immature too.&lt;br /&gt;Both party doesn't want to give in due to the sense of pride.&lt;br /&gt;So both of them doesn't want to move out.&lt;br /&gt;And tried making each other's life worse.&lt;br /&gt;And making each other jealous.(Brooke dates other guys, Gary had an orgy)&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day, Brooke offered Gary to go to this concert. (So called a date)&lt;br /&gt;But Gary didn't turn up, and Brooke cried badly.&lt;br /&gt;Gary decided to change and changed, but the broke up was inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;Gary then focused on his work with new vigor and Brooke traveled around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, they met again in Chicago, catching up with each other and part ways.&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright sorry, i just spoiled the whole movie for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;I realized and learned a few things from this movie.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i just lost my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Screw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanted to type my reflections and stuffs. and wanted to bring back those memories to life again. but i guess i'll just look like i'm toying around with your feelings. Beside, the thought that you..... nevermind. Just makes me feel so heartbroken. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..why am i...............?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1228876184978344023?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1228876184978344023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1228876184978344023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1228876184978344023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1228876184978344023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-watched-break-up-on-hbo.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3362912609870020605</id><published>2008-06-14T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:28:45.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel like a jerk. oh wait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not that i don't accept you dear.&lt;br /&gt;Is just that, i wanted you to change.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, who am i to control your life?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i will still treasure and cherish the ring.&lt;br /&gt;After all, you are my first love.&lt;br /&gt;The one whom i love, Nicole Sim.&lt;br /&gt;And Nicole Sim is Nicole Sim.&lt;br /&gt;And Nothing will change that.&lt;br /&gt;You will forever be my first love.&lt;br /&gt;And i NEVER regretted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends don't really call you "a fucking bitch" nor scold you or defame you or any sort.&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, i think "Break Up" to them means totally don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So they ask me "Why do i care so much?"&lt;br /&gt;But to me, i think even after we broke up, i still want to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;And i cared for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you, i care for you. i didn't want you to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i can't do anything now. I don't even know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;But i still believe you can stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3362912609870020605?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3362912609870020605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3362912609870020605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3362912609870020605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3362912609870020605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-so-complicated.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3887882556032965537</id><published>2008-06-14T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:14:48.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m such a fool.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told you how i felt...&lt;br /&gt;And i hurt you even more...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I'm fucking useless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fucking fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought telling you would be better.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I dare not tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Till you asked me to speak up and not keep anything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;And i hurt you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed things up.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed you up.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed myself up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm USELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused now.&lt;br /&gt;You said i don't love you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;My friends said to me "Why do you still care so much about her?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you still love her?" and "So what do you really want?"&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why... But i still really care about her.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i still do love her. The feeling is there. And my heart aches terribly now.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, if nothing changes... And we are to get back together..&lt;br /&gt;The result would still be the same. We would both end up heartbroken again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt you again.&lt;br /&gt;I promised you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what do you really want?"&lt;br /&gt;What do i really want..?&lt;br /&gt;I really want you to be happy once again.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to do what's right.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to go further too.&lt;br /&gt;I want you.. to live life, with no more regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm really afraid what i'll say will hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really useless.......&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;sigh.. sometimes, i feel i'm more like a brother than a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought being honest with you would be the best. But it turns out i hurt you even more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3887882556032965537?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3887882556032965537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3887882556032965537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3887882556032965537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3887882556032965537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-told-you-how-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-2648316859641736265</id><published>2008-06-12T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:41:41.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My room is cursed? I always feel sad when i&apos;m in there.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought everything was fine already.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that aching feeling is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much i want to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know what's stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to talk to you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts still haunts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to tell you what's my real true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gosh..i want to hug you badly. wahahaha. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take a sad song and make it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-2648316859641736265?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/2648316859641736265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=2648316859641736265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2648316859641736265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2648316859641736265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-thought-everything-was-fine-already.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-4638703073586798289</id><published>2008-06-11T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:18:54.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m relieved.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Beatles - Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You were made to go out and get her&lt;br /&gt;The minute you let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Then you begin to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anytime you feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude refrain&lt;br /&gt;don't carry the world upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;For well you know that it's a fool&lt;br /&gt;who plays it cool&lt;br /&gt;By making his world a little colder&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;You have found her, now go and get her&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart&lt;br /&gt;then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it out and let it in&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude begin&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to perform with&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know that it's just you&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, you'll do&lt;br /&gt;The movement you need is on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Then you begin to make it better&lt;br /&gt;Better, better, better, better, better, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;Jude Jude a Judy Judy Judy Judy, ow&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;(Jude Jude Jude Jude Jude)&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na, Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;(Hey Jude Hey Jude)&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;nananana hey jude&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;nananana hey jude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na, na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na na na, Hey Jude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you. Thank you for clearing this up. You really made my day. Sorry if i was kinda rash in that conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm glad you are my friend once again.And very relieved you are okay. Hope you're happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gosh... i'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-4638703073586798289?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/4638703073586798289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=4638703073586798289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4638703073586798289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4638703073586798289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/beatles-hey-jude-hey-jude-dont-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-4246196006828217113</id><published>2008-06-10T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:28:55.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll try my best.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so badly again.&lt;br /&gt;I fell so deeply in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't even know whether you even loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have to let you go. I don't want to though. I can't be selfish. I'm not the one you really loved anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-4246196006828217113?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/4246196006828217113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=4246196006828217113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4246196006828217113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4246196006828217113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6224504992799895419</id><published>2008-06-10T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:22:45.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s the end.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess... This might probably be my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want to say.. Is I'm very sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i took you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;And now.. I pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;But now, My only wish is for you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;And I Hope we still can be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the past was great.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those memories too.&lt;br /&gt;Those sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by, i just start to forget how to express my love once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even make you love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts badly.&lt;br /&gt;A piercing pain in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;In the past, as i woke up in the morning. I was glad that someone out there was still loving me, caring for me, thinking of me and missing me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess now it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;As i'm not even worth all that.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still longing for you.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should move on.&lt;br /&gt;Since i think you no longer have any feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 10 months was rather interesting in my life.&lt;br /&gt;We have ups and we have downs.&lt;br /&gt;I have learn many things.&lt;br /&gt;You brought my joy.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you brought my sadness&lt;br /&gt;And even sometimes i get irritated by you.&lt;br /&gt;But i still loved you.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this 10 months was probably one of the best period in my life.&lt;br /&gt;How bout you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i hope for.. is you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;You once said "there is nothing i cannot do"&lt;br /&gt;You are strong, i know you can overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.. But i'm not angry or any sort.&lt;br /&gt;But i still wish we can still be friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here waiting with my arms wide open.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you want to be my friend, It is all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are matured enough now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you make the right decisions from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Blah, i guess i don't even have the rights to say that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my everything.&lt;br /&gt;And now i lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay..&lt;br /&gt;Cause all i want now..&lt;br /&gt;Is just you to be happy once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've promised you.&lt;br /&gt;Not to hurt you more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry for hurting you. I'm not angry at anyone. I just want you to be happy. Hope we can still be friends. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6224504992799895419?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6224504992799895419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6224504992799895419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6224504992799895419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6224504992799895419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3070436689268492932</id><published>2008-05-19T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:17:52.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letting my hair down.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright people! I'm finally updating. And just ignore my previous emo posts. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe just about yesterday as it was "FREAKINGLISHLY" fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, woke up about 6am+++ and prepared and went to pick up Jun Jie and headed to Saint Joseph Institute International for the funfair/carnival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, half of my class were going there to help out. We were doing Man's Labour. *flex muscles* ooooh~! so strong! :P  So yeah, we helped the stallholders carry their stuffs to their stores.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing the "trolley" thing with their stuffs to their stores(which is along a slope), unload them. And we sat on it and went downhill~! Wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this Blind guy. So Gregory had to escort him to find the Organizer. So i followed and accompanied Greg. (YES!! I KNOW!! I'm such an angel! HAHAHAHA :P) So, we asked around and went to the top of the slope, and the organizer was very busy. And yeah, then they pushed the responsibility of taking care of him to Greg again. So Greg had to take him around the funfair until the performance starts as he wants to listen to the performance and Greg was like " nooooooooo~". And obviously, i followed Greg too! ( Yes, i know! *halo on top of my head* :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Greg you did a good deed! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we went to collect our food and went to a playground and ate there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, there was this stall. Pretty interesting. It was the "Alcohol dip"&lt;br /&gt;where you pay $10, and stand a chance to win either a normal drink, a can of beer, a bottle of wine, or bottle of XO.&lt;br /&gt;So we kept trying, and we won 1 bottle of wine and 3 cans of beer and some drinks. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to play with one can of beer, so Junjie went to shake it and open it and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOSH! The beer squirt out. So cool! :P But half can was gone. Then we drank the remaining half can. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the funfair was pretty fun? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;And the Harley Davidson were pretty cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, about 1pm+ we headed down to Orchard to catch a movie!&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus to Far East Plaza, and stupidly walked to Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Watched "What Happens in Vegas" at 3.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice show, and pretty funny. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we dined at Pastamania and was deciding where to go.&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to head to Kovan to play Pool! :D&lt;br /&gt;Got 3 tables and players rotated around. Pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;Played till about 10pm+. And left. (Reluctantly for me~ :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked pretty dead, but i was still super high.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone headed home, so did i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, the first step i took and my brother came up to me and said....&lt;br /&gt;" Ivan, set up the table!"&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like .... "Oh? You all still playing? Alright, give me a minute. I go bathe first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! I played Mahjong with my brother and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Macs for umm  Supper/breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;When my brother friend was ordering, my brother's girlfriend went to say something, and my brother's friend said "fuck you" with the phone in his hand. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i lost $7, i knew i have not much luck that night and yeah was very fun, joked around and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Played till about 5am+ 6am+? Haha&lt;br /&gt;I was awake doing stuffs for almost 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;So cool and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that just drop dead and slept like nobody business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3070436689268492932?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3070436689268492932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3070436689268492932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3070436689268492932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3070436689268492932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/05/alright-people-im-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6906102319426682865</id><published>2008-01-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:29:17.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The skies get darker. So does my life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart hurts and it never been so pain before..&lt;br /&gt;I've been depressed for quite sometime..&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in fear and worry each single day.&lt;br /&gt;When? When then can i be free?&lt;br /&gt;I know this suffering is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;There's much more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel useless. I AM useless.&lt;br /&gt;Hurting every single person i loved.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really meant to do it.&lt;br /&gt;But it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single small matter becomes BIG&lt;br /&gt;and it just stack and stack and stack&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what Mer said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would all be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times like this, Time appears to be slow.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mentally prepared...&lt;br /&gt;But i'm afraid....&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of hurting those i loved....&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Very sorry for hurting you,&lt;br /&gt;making you sad,&lt;br /&gt;worried about me,&lt;br /&gt;and letting you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you don't worry&lt;br /&gt;too much about me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just want to let you know..&lt;br /&gt;I love you all very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6906102319426682865?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6906102319426682865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6906102319426682865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6906102319426682865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6906102319426682865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-heart-hurts-and-it-never-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-2320072165259822367</id><published>2008-01-20T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:00:00.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Storm&apos;s coming.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;It really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is like a knife stabbed into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can wish for is just to go back into the past.&lt;br /&gt;Where everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;But i know i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything may be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for hurting those i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away isn't the best choice.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to face our fears.&lt;br /&gt;The obstacles infront of us.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it isn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;This is Life.&lt;br /&gt;But we shouldn't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do whatever you like, but suffer the consequences."&lt;br /&gt;Thank you June, for teaching me that. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You MAY not see me for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry for making all of you worried.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;All those who cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;My Family, My Relatives, My Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone. Who cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small mistake and everything is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a glimmer of Hope.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't make the same mistake as I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-2320072165259822367?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/2320072165259822367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=2320072165259822367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2320072165259822367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2320072165259822367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1316396346139054582</id><published>2007-11-24T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:31:21.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I MISS MY DARLING ALOT :(  PT 2'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I STILL MISS MY DARLING LIKE CRAZY! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hello, I AM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOEL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i became Noel.&lt;br /&gt;I am an adult in the eyes of the church! O_O&lt;br /&gt;I am a soldier of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;I am empowered by the Holy Spirit. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; CONFIRMED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today i had my Confirmation! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my Confirmation name is Noel.&lt;br /&gt;I received a Crucifix and a Holy Bible from my Godfather as my Confirmation gift. :D&lt;br /&gt;After Confirmation Mass, went to send off my Aunty and my Cousin at the Airport.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but at the airport my head hurts too :(&lt;br /&gt;And i went to see the new Terminal Three.&lt;br /&gt;My dad tour us around since he works there haha.&lt;br /&gt;After sending my Aunt and Cousin off , headed to Peng Restaurant and had dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;Then head home after Dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;PS Monday is coming soon darling! I cant wait to see you again! i miss you! and i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1316396346139054582?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1316396346139054582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1316396346139054582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1316396346139054582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1316396346139054582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-still-miss-my-darling-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1487026989039339482</id><published>2007-11-23T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:37:53.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I MISS MY DARLING ALOT :('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I MISS MY DARLING LIKE CRAZY! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my confirmation! :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1487026989039339482?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1487026989039339482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1487026989039339482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1487026989039339482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1487026989039339482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-my-darling-like-crazy-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3279107123970521323</id><published>2007-10-24T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:42:16.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linger by The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you, if you could return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't let it burn, don't let it fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm sure I'm not being rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But it's just your attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's ruining everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I swore, I swore I would be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And honey so did you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So why were you holding her hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Is that the way we stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Were you lying all the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Was it just a game to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But I'm in so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to, do you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh, I thought the world of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I thought nothing could go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But I was wrong, but I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you, if you could get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trying not to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Things wouldn't be so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I wouldn't feel so used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But you always really knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I just wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I'm missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to, do you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And I'm missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to, do you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to, do you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, indeed has ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's just a small matter.&lt;br /&gt;You think it is.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;It just gets bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;All you want to do now is to get over this crisis.&lt;br /&gt;To run away from it.&lt;br /&gt;Not to care about it.&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;Is that what we should really do?&lt;br /&gt;Or is there a deeper meaning then we have to look for?&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get stronger through experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3279107123970521323?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3279107123970521323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3279107123970521323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3279107123970521323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3279107123970521323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/10/linger-by-cranberries-if-you-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1204776543788623135</id><published>2007-10-24T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:28:55.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTHING.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;If I had to live my life without you near me&lt;br /&gt;The days would all be empty&lt;br /&gt;The nights would seem so long&lt;br /&gt;With you I see forever oh so clearly&lt;br /&gt;I might have been in love before&lt;br /&gt;But it never felt this strong&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are young and we both know&lt;br /&gt;They'll take us where we want to go&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing’s gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the road ahead is not so easy&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way for us&lt;br /&gt;Like a guiding star&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you if you should need me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;So come with me and share the view&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you see forever too&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing’s gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing’s gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1204776543788623135?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1204776543788623135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1204776543788623135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1204776543788623135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1204776543788623135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/10/nothings-gonna-change-my-love-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6472952473587680516</id><published>2007-10-07T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:52:37.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craze over Butterfly Effect'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Second Month Darling! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Second Month Darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you more than anything else! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Today i bought a Alto Saxophone from Yamaha! WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Saw this indonesian couple quarreling with the staff about the piano thinggy.&lt;br /&gt;Shouting out loud and everyone's looking and say what sue here sue there.&lt;br /&gt;And the staffs were all pissed, saying they creating trouble and stuffs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are still okay. Many careless mistakes. knew can do better.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 3 more papers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES. 3E2 PEOPLE LISTEN UP.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY GO OUT AFTER AMATHS PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate my belated birthday yeah! &gt;&lt; ;P Just watched Resident Evil: Apocalypse...... AND I FREAKING WANNA WATCH &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESIDENT EVIL : EXTINCTION&lt;/span&gt;. THOUGH ITS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NC16&lt;/span&gt;. IM FREAKING &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNEAKING IN&lt;/span&gt;. &gt;=)   *WHO WANTS TO JOIN ME?*&lt;br /&gt;Stop Me If You Can~ I'll shoot ya in the head like in the show. lol =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Going out tomorrow~ Lunch! Birthday :P&lt;br /&gt;Whoo~ im so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Have to Study on Biology~ and History. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best people for your End Of Year Examinations!&lt;br /&gt;and GOOD NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iloveyoudarling! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6472952473587680516?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6472952473587680516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6472952473587680516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6472952473587680516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6472952473587680516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-second-month-darling-3-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-4253876478512797574</id><published>2007-09-19T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:12:33.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love her.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW..... Have IT lesson............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO TERENCE LIM GET LOST FROM MY BLOG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You don't know how lovely you are. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-4253876478512797574?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/4253876478512797574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=4253876478512797574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4253876478512797574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4253876478512797574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/09/tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-8395418260390535010</id><published>2007-09-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:42:34.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ar...? Puberty.....?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;METAMORPHOSIS OF IVAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahh~! What's happening to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i start to have many deja vu (&lt;b&gt;dé·jà vu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--BOF_HEAD--&gt;&lt;!--EOF_HEAD--&gt; :The illusion of having already experienced something actually being experienced for the first time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i start to sneeze quite alot in the morning. (Nicole misses me~! Aww!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, My Right Eye starts to itch alot ever since i woke up with a red eye last weekend. ( I NEVER WATCH LAR...... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, My right Thumb also itches. weird. ( Must be too long never play sax ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly, I start to anyhow think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[NOT DIRTY]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixthly, I start to talk more crap.  ( ahh im becoming gay~[ALIF JUST SHUT UP] because im starting to like Coldplay~ the movie 40 year old Virgin got one part they said " i know you're gay cause you like coldplay" AHHH!  Alright im talking crap........ wait. crabs cant talk. =/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventhly, I'm starting to like classical songs from Gold 90.5fm. :O (Dad's car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighthly, i start to irritate people a lot. hmm.... ( OMG PMS?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninethly, i start to have mood swings~ ( gawd... PMS PMS PMS PMS! or.... am i pregnant?! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenthly, i think too much. =/ (i think alot people hates me. and find me irritating.. cause i find myself irritating. =/ hah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA~ alright im really sprouting alot of nonsense lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANDRE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;asked me to blog about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life sucks without &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;, i miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole &lt;/span&gt;so much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;tada blogged already! something like that yeah? lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;tooooootututuuuulooootututooooooootloooooooooot =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;TOOT YOU HEAD LA. STUDY LA IVAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I needa go Buangkok Medical Park. =/&lt;br /&gt;Help me book an appointment! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;SHADDUPPP LAAA =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Bout Colour. Technical Difficulties :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-8395418260390535010?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/8395418260390535010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=8395418260390535010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8395418260390535010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8395418260390535010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/09/metamorphosis-of-ivan.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3859371380128701567</id><published>2007-09-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:51:23.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JENG JENG JENG.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JENG JENG JENG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YEAH im BLOGGING. :D&lt;br /&gt;After a long while.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 050907! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love you Darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the PCC! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in Punggol Community Club. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'll start from the Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't really a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Have to go back school everyday except Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Aww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had the SL and Instrumental Course.&lt;br /&gt;AND I MET &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR. TOSHIO AKIYAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like....WHOA!&lt;br /&gt;And also met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR. KEIJI SHIMOJI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the concert master for the previous Tokyo Kosei Wind Orchestra. O_O&lt;br /&gt;And he is giving us a free album but have to send a letter to him in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;He lives near Mount Fuji. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on one of the days after band, we went to Cafe Cartel to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Crapped around and then... my hand suddenly feels itchy.&lt;br /&gt;So i took the sugar from Kenneth Ong's tea and added to my Peach tea.&lt;br /&gt;Tasted bitter. So i took his tea and add it to my peach tea.&lt;br /&gt;still tasted bitter. and i dared them to drink it.&lt;br /&gt;so then a game began.. the "shen mi mi ma." which i think means secret number.&lt;br /&gt;where one think of a number from 1-99 and we must not guess that number.&lt;br /&gt;so then we keep adding more and more disgusting stuffs. like icecream and blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;till WALA~ nice drink................. NOT. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Saturday night! went to Whitley for the Parents concert. was nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wednesday~ Nicole came down to Montfort~ :D&lt;br /&gt;After band, went to buy some bubble tea and some JI PA~&lt;br /&gt;saw Terence at mac and Gavilan,Timothy and Jian hao walking.&lt;br /&gt;tried dancing and waving at Terence to make him laugh. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to PCC.&lt;br /&gt;Was fun, quite thrilling, exciting, abit wet and hot......&lt;br /&gt;PUNGGOL COMMUNITY CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;The band was playing Soccer there. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Tuition, Thanks Nicole for sending me there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, good to see Daren back again. :D Hope he recovers soon.&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING HUB RULES~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And accompanying Nicole,Gary and Gerald to SSW this Saturday, but not playing instruments. Just fetching them there and off i go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;~ :P  lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Warm, Tight and SHIOK one! Haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3859371380128701567?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3859371380128701567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3859371380128701567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3859371380128701567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3859371380128701567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/09/jeng-jeng-jeng-from-050907-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5570692173590984283</id><published>2007-09-02T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:32:59.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If birds can fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why can&apos;t we? CAUSE WE ARE NOT BIRDS.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>List out your top 5 birthday presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;; iPod speaker&lt;br /&gt;; new phone&lt;br /&gt;; more clothes&lt;br /&gt;; celebration?&lt;br /&gt;; Ace those papers on my birthday! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following question&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag you is? Nicole! :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her is? My beloved darling! (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her,&lt;br /&gt;; lovely, sociable, attractive, MY BELOVED DARLING, Nicole-ness =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she had done for you? ; (: YUM YUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words she had said to you? ; i love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will? ; GO HIGH! WHOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be? ; no comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will? ; DAMN SAD ): but that would NEVER happen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be? ; she will NEVER be my enemy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is? ; i don't know. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is? ; A great person who is able to endure lots of hardship and have lots of tolerance, and also a lovable person :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you? ; *shrugs* what do you think people around you? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love of yourself are? ; A good boy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are? ; not self sacrificing enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is? ; Don't know? Someone that is good. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;; Dude... YOU GUYS ROCKS~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you,(No need pass :P)&lt;br /&gt;1; Nicole&lt;br /&gt;2; Alif&lt;br /&gt;3; Ignatius&lt;br /&gt;4; Joshua&lt;br /&gt;5; Gary&lt;br /&gt;6; Melissa&lt;br /&gt;7; Poh Shen&lt;br /&gt;8; Jing Rui&lt;br /&gt;9; Wee Ong&lt;br /&gt;10; Daric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;, no idea!&gt;&lt; Hope she have! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;, gay. Nah male :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;, =/ &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about no.8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;, no. 8 is just rocks (:&lt;br /&gt; no. 5 is the idiot. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;, same as me. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;, Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;, chinese. confirm HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does no.1 has any siblings ?&lt;br /&gt;, yup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;, ahhh.. &gt;&lt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;, Poh shen! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;, think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;, Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the name of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;, Daric sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;, don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;, Don't know.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;, Montfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about no.1?&lt;br /&gt;, I Love her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you try developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;, Lol! jing rui..... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;, Opposite Montfort! HOR HOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;, Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;, dont know hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does no.7 likes no.2?&lt;br /&gt;, Yeah. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know no.2?&lt;br /&gt;, UH HUM... CLASSMATES SINCE PRIMARY ONE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;, i dont think so.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;, haha. Poh shen sexy~ =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5570692173590984283?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5570692173590984283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5570692173590984283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5570692173590984283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5570692173590984283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/09/list-out-your-top-5-birthday-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-2551901011777784446</id><published>2007-09-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:04:06.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNLEASHED.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day celebration!&lt;br /&gt;Started with the ACES Day Workout which is also our mass workout. =/&lt;br /&gt;Then off to the hall!&lt;br /&gt;First, they gave our awards to those who scored well in their examinations last year.(WHY WASN'T I UP THERE? ): HAHA. =/ )&lt;br /&gt;Then just performances. Students singing, Students with teachers. And also Montfort Band Drumline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, headed home and changed and MRT-ed to Orchard to meet Nicole! :D&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Lido to get some tickets for '881'.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around and found the bubble tea shop and went to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked back to Lido. =/ wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;881 was funny but was sad nearing to the end. ): [PS, Nicole i understand the what they are saying in the show kay. Wahahahaha!]&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i didn't know Lido's cinema became crappy. =/ was so damn small... and it just plainly sucks la. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the show, wandered around as it is still early.&lt;br /&gt;So, Nicole suggested taking to Jurong East. O_O&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to IMM, and walked around there~&lt;br /&gt;Bought some JI PA thinggy! HAHAHAHA sounds so funny. =/ which is actually some XXL Chicken thinggy and went to the rooftop and ate there.&lt;br /&gt;The rooftop there got playground and some "water playground" thinggy hah.&lt;br /&gt;Looks so fun. =/    I wanna play, i wanna play, i wanna play! =/&lt;br /&gt;Then MRT-ed back. Yew Tee is a screwed up place. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, was late for tuition. =/&lt;br /&gt;Mr Gay was............ i don't know. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Crap around lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;(which is today)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and got ready for the family photo!&lt;br /&gt;Kept sneezing. =/ (must be Nicole missing me too much WAHAHAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, headed to the photo taking place thinggy.&lt;br /&gt;WHOO I WORE MY SUIT :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was kinda stressful during the photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;Cant really smile, smile also not natural and the guy keep asking me not to be so... tensed up.&lt;br /&gt;After that, picked up Huiyi and headed to Suntec City!  KUSHINBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nice! :D  &lt;br /&gt;Though i seriously ate damn little.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why i can't eat much lately. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that deciding whether to go OG to get some clothes or not&lt;br /&gt;But everyone was tired so headed to SIM LIM first.&lt;br /&gt;My brother wanted to buy his iPod charge.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed home~&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel well, still keep sneezing. (NICOLE MISSES ME TOOO MUCH T_T)&lt;br /&gt;Slept~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lie on the bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watch this movie. UNLEASHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;touching. kinda.&lt;br /&gt;shows that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUSIC CAN CHANGE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch it yourself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;3more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Love you Dear! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-2551901011777784446?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/2551901011777784446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=2551901011777784446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2551901011777784446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2551901011777784446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/09/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3418808692082588680</id><published>2007-08-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:01:43.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will never forget that very moment.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday~! Had Band! Footdrill was much more fun with Mr Sukit! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Mr Sukit rocks~! :D&lt;br /&gt;After the drill, fall out and all sec 3 had to meet Miss Ong.&lt;br /&gt;Expected, since it is from MISS ONG, yup we had quite a long talk.&lt;br /&gt;And thus, Nicole had to wait very long ): I am very very sorry dear! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that, we headed to Hougang MRT and headed to Vivo City~!&lt;br /&gt;bought tickets for Dead Silence and walked around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Silence &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Scary shit! wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;The beginning was more scary than the end though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, i don't know why but somehow i just felt like sitting on cable car!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so then we went searching for the cable car station~! Whee~!&lt;br /&gt;The tickets were expensive , but worth it. Somehow :D  whee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took a cable car to Sentosa~! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked around Sentosa, then decided to go for the Jungle Trail!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad, i think.&lt;br /&gt;It is just damn warm and long~&lt;br /&gt;Walk and walk and walk~ whee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah came out of there, all sweaty,thirsty and tired.&lt;br /&gt;sat and rest somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to the Cable car station and on the way we saw..................................&lt;br /&gt;A VENDING MACHINE!&lt;br /&gt;WHOO~! Went and get ourself a can of coke with the last bit of our money.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there and enjoy the music played and the coke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the coke then headed to the Cable Car Station.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it was getting dark.&lt;br /&gt;The scenery was much much nicer when it's dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah reached Harbourfront and wonder whether could take again&lt;br /&gt;so asked and yay! we could! :D&lt;br /&gt;so we took to sentosa and back again! :D AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Love the Scenery :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that send Nicole home and go home~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There are some things that you remember and things that you can't forget. And I will never forget that very moment! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3418808692082588680?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3418808692082588680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3418808692082588680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3418808692082588680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3418808692082588680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/whoo-yesterday-had-band-footdrill-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5068158929608636883</id><published>2007-08-26T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:23:27.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#737373;"&gt;The Blog Keeping Rules&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post there rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 facts/habits about me&lt;br /&gt;1. I love NICOLE SIM JIA HUI!&lt;br /&gt;2. I talk to myself often. :S&lt;br /&gt;3. I snore damn loudly! :(&lt;br /&gt;4. I LOVE MUSIC! &lt;3 (except techno)&lt;br /&gt;5. I AM Sadistic. RAWR! &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;6. I like to say "anything"(which actually might mean yes)&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to say "don't know"&lt;br /&gt;8. I am hungry. ): HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 humans that must do this&lt;br /&gt;1. Alif&lt;br /&gt;2. James&lt;br /&gt;3. Daren&lt;br /&gt;4. Andre&lt;br /&gt;5. Melvin&lt;br /&gt;6. Kenneth Ang&lt;br /&gt;7. NONE &lt;br /&gt;8. NONE&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/6467265-5068158929608636883?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5068158929608636883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5068158929608636883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5068158929608636883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5068158929608636883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-keeping-rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-4301631857025675009</id><published>2007-08-19T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:43:32.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOVIES+FIREWORKS= MOVIE WORKS =/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band yesterday was kinda boring. just drills all the way. Just need lots of Endurance. =/&lt;br /&gt;Well with the instruments, it is not as tiring as just hands....somehow.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~! After band, Nicole came to fetch me~ :D Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;So.. some idiots tried to follow, and played Hide and Seek for awhile. =/&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so went to Cathay to buy tickets for "Secret"!&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to Plaza Singapura and visited the Yamaha shop for the 2nd time! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then walked back to Cathay since Nicole was hungry~ rawr! haha. =/&lt;br /&gt;Got herself some chicken thinggy which looks nice YUM YUM lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sat at Cathay and wait. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;"Secret" was nice. Was quite sad and romantic (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after the movie. Was wondering where to go~&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to go to AMK Hub since Nicole wanted some Bubble tea~ yum yum&lt;br /&gt;So went to AMK Hub and had bubble tea(with some black balls). :P&lt;br /&gt;So we walked up till the Cinema and then suddenly, somehow, we just wanted to watch another movie~ :D lol&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we watched Rush Hour 3.&lt;br /&gt;SAME Hall number.&lt;br /&gt;SAME seats number&lt;br /&gt;And SAME color when picking the seats. =/ lol&lt;br /&gt;which is....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush Hour 3 was damn nice and funny~ :D&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker just rocks~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the movie, went to macs to sit.&lt;br /&gt;Then receive a sms from Kamal recommending us to go to Esplanade to watch some fireworks~&lt;br /&gt;(which i am suppose to go there but my dad was sick so didnt.)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we headed down to Raffles Place and to Esplanade~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was flooded with people~&lt;br /&gt;Was damn hot =/&lt;br /&gt;The people there brought mats to sit on and applied some insect repellent or something.&lt;br /&gt;As if they are camping. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;are more beautiful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around and got some drinks. Then head to ToaPayoh to send Nicole home (:&lt;br /&gt;ToaPayoh is so peaceful at night~ nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went home~ lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just can't resist it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red is love. And you are red. I Love Red. And I Love You (:&lt;/span&gt;&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/6467265-4301631857025675009?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/4301631857025675009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=4301631857025675009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4301631857025675009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/4301631857025675009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/band.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5414361861034448199</id><published>2007-08-13T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:09:11.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy happy happy happy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. My studies seems to be deproving. Buck up Ivan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISTURBIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Disturbia today at plaza sing after school :D&lt;br /&gt;expected it to be scary, but it wasn't.  But nice show :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, met up with Joshua and Kamal as Joshua wants to get Deborah a present :D&lt;br /&gt;Then off to tuition accompanied by Nicole~! :D Thanks alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just want to hold your lovely hands forever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Don't Want To Miss A Thing - Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing,&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender,&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you babe,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing,&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you babe,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you,&lt;br /&gt;feeling your heart beating,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing,&lt;br /&gt;And then I kiss your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And thank God we're together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just wanna stay with you in this moment forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss one smile,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this,&lt;br /&gt;Well I just wanna hold you close,&lt;br /&gt;And feel your heart so close to mine,&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment,&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus repeated 2 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5414361861034448199?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5414361861034448199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5414361861034448199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5414361861034448199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5414361861034448199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-7924266937869828771</id><published>2007-08-11T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:07:32.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacrifice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The recent Discipleship programme was about experiencing the Holy Spirit. Yeah, i want to feel and experience the Holy Spirit. I know i have. But everytime i want to think what is it... it is just -blank-  =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, before i go to Church. There is this uncomfortable feeling lingering in my heart, and i just dont know what is it. So yeah, maybe i thought i could ease out my thoughts in Church. But my mind ended up wandering away as usual~ sigh. So after Church, the uncomfortable feeling still lingers in my heart, and my brother insisted that he wants to go home and not out to dinner with us cause he is tired. So yeah we sent him home, and i wanted to go home too. But, there is this inner voice just whispering to me saying go dinner with my parents but my mind kept saying no i dont want to. But in the end i went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to Serangoon Garden Market, near Chomp Chomp to have our dinner.  The moment i stepped out of the car, i heard music~ and i thought it was from one of the stall holders blasting their music inconsiderately.. but i was wrong.  It was actually a blind man strumming his guitar and singing. So i thought "Urgh, cant i have a peaceful meal?"  and i really cant believe i thought about that.... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spot a table and sat there. Soon, there is this old lady on a wheelchair coming to our table with a maid pushing her and the maid pointed to the handicap sign on the table. And wow, i cant believe we are so inconsiderate not noticing that table is for handicaps and just sit there without caring.  So we tried to find another table, and the old lady asked us to sit down. Well i dont mind actually. =/ But in the end we found another table and just move to that table. Gah. After awhile, an old woman and blind old guy came to us selling tissue. And yeah we rejected them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all just so selfish, we just care about only ourselves. Do we really care about others? About the community?  I cant believe i actually said in my mind "Urgh, cant i have a peaceful meal?". They are just trying to earn some money and also entertain us and i actually thought about that?!  How inconsiderate can i get? Yeah, the music he played is actually very nice and enjoyable. I loved it. And moving away from that poor old lady on the wheelchair? She is just lonely, she just want company, wants someone to talk to. Yeah maybe we might feel uncomfortable, but hey come on we are all humans.  And just moving away from her might makes us comfortable and stuffs but have you ever thought how painful she felt? Treating her like an outcast or something. ): I really pity her, i felt sad for her. ):  And then an Old guy with an old lady came and sell us tissue. Just to make a living, and we rejected them. Yeah we might think "Go away dont disturb my dinner" or "sorry i got tissue already" but just buying from them might mean ALOT to them.    Yeah we dont really think about how others feel, we just think about ourselves. And if that happens to us, we will just be angry and pissed but hey think back, how do THEY feel and we rejected them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i really salute the guy who played the guitar while singing. It takes alot of courage just to stand there and just perform and entertain the crowd. And me? I get so nervous at solos and just sometime stare at the score to avoid mistakes and stuffs. And him? he just memorize everything and just play. Even when people ask him to play this song he actually knows how to play even without looking at the scores. And his songs are pretty nice. Enjoyable and nice. I loved it. And i really cant believe i thought about that... =/  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been discriminating others cause of their looks or other stuffs, making fun of them just so we feel happy and laugh about it. But do we really care or know how the other party feels? Even if the party doesnt mind, it is still hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad about moving away from the Old lady on the wheelchair. Yeah she had no where else to sit cause that is the only table for handicaps i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Old blind man and the old woman selling tissue. sometimes even though we have tissue, it doesnt hurt to buy extra. And also give them some space and buy some and not just ignore them or even avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Sometimes we really just need to stop and think. Do we really care how others feel? Do we know how they feel?&lt;br /&gt;It is always me me me me and me. what about you? or they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I must learn how to make sacrifices. Sacrifice things to make others happy. Things may seem small but mean much more than you have ever imagined. Such small stuffs can bring much great joy to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SACRIFICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-7924266937869828771?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/7924266937869828771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=7924266937869828771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/7924266937869828771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/7924266937869828771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/recent-discipleship-programme-was-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-8099095040377392669</id><published>2007-08-09T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:47:23.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fix You - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;when you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-8099095040377392669?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/8099095040377392669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=8099095040377392669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8099095040377392669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8099095040377392669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/fix-you-coldplay-when-you-try-your-best.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1165297339244450718</id><published>2007-08-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:43:23.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Blues.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooh~ Daren is finally back to school! (:   And everyone feels sick. ):    Since Morning, i felt nauseous, felt like vomitting. and Alif just tries to make it worse. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the lessons at the Learning Hub ROCKS!  Totally LOVE it. Don't have to walk to other lessons. Have Aircon since morning. And the room is damn big.  At the left hand side corner got Sofa and after every lesson will just go there and chill.. while waiting for the teacher. haha. Daren's wheelchair also quite fun and comfortable. =X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that.  So the Physics Practical.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SPEND MORE THAN HALF AN HOUR TRYING TO TIE A DAMN KNOT. And when i successfully tied, either it is not the appropiate length or it went loose. =/&lt;br /&gt;Once, when i successfully tied it with the appropiate length and moving on to the next knot, my tied knot went loose and my pendulum bob swing and NEARLY hit Mr Tan! Ahh! &gt;&lt;. So i was about to give up, then i stop to think.......... WHAT THE HELL IS THE ADHESION TAPE FOR?!?! IVAN YOU BIG IDIOT!!! So totally screwy la. But quite fun la, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After OA. I wanted to head home, but Jing Rui asked me to go Amaths tuition for the test tomorrow sigh. so i agreed. yeah so tuition 5-9. Hardcore....... Gah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase my Monday Blues Away~! SHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i feel weird.......... Something is just missing inside of me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVAN where have you gone to~   =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1165297339244450718?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1165297339244450718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1165297339244450718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1165297339244450718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1165297339244450718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/wooh-daren-is-finally-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-2119369804824749408</id><published>2007-08-05T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:34:50.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone Makes Mistakes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moodless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all Gideon's fault. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Church, went straight to school, changed and set up instrument. After warming up, head down to Heartland Mall. So we reached Kovan and got down at Kovan Hub. Set up our instruments and warm up a bit (:  Then it is time to enter Heartland Mall!   So we carried our stuffs there. So we suppose to put our stuffs at the back at the stage and get ready. So i got ready and Mr Sukit approached me and asked me to call them to come infront and tune and let 2 or 3 people behind to look after and arrange the instrument cases. So i put my Saxophone on the chair and went behind and helped. Mr Tan asked me to put the instruments nicely, so i start to arrange them. Then Miss Ong asked me to go infront and get ready and let the few percussion do it. Yeah so i went to the front and.................. Gideon..... Told me my Saxophone dropped............WHAT THE FUCK?......... And he knocked it down.Idiot Kukuhead.   I thought there would be dents or something but couldn't spot any. So i thought it was fine.  But when the songs started. I realised i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't play my G which is my concert B flat note. And yeah most of the songs got the damn concert b flat note obviously. And Star Wars i couldn't play the G's. Well i thought at least the rest of the section could play and cover me. Little did i know, they did not play at ALL.  Oh wait... they did.. but it was damn soft.. even i beside them cant hear them. =/  kuku.. screwed up.   So nevermind. i hope i was dreaming or something. and carried on with the next Song. Sesame Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah same. cant play my G. and i couldnt play the Soli. GAHH. ):      So after Sesame Street, i told Gideon whether he could play my Solo or not. he said No. i told him i couldnt play my G. then no choice we swap Saxophones.  At least i could play the G but i'm not use to his Saxophone and couldn't play as well either. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with all this frustrations and worries, i couldn't concentrate.  Totally screwed up my Lord of the Dance.   And then the last song Pirates of the Carribean. =/.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between songs, examined my saxophone. and found out the problem with the key. was the G# key. kuku key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the songs, Daniel came to the Saxes and said something which i couldn't hear and then i told him my saxophone spoil ... i think i told him. gahhhh =/   Then i told him is the spring. The spring suppose to be straight but now is bend. Even if the string is put back properly where it suppose to be, the key cant fully close the hole. ):  and cant do anything. Out of anger, i ACCIDENTALLY broke my reed. kuku. so went to the back and miss ong rushed me to keep my instrument.                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then break, and have lunch. Freaking no mood. pissed. kinda. but try to put on a happy face =/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next performance. Swapped Instruments with Gideon again and change reed. And this reed dont know how old and got abit chipped off. Hard to blow. =/  and hard to play loud.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.  aiya fuck it la . ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZ no mood to continue. Those who went know how "good" we done (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot Gideon. Idiot! sigh. i know everyone makes mistakes. i forgive him. but still ABIT angry but DAMN sad. sigh ):   SIGH..... ):    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saxophone.................................................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself* Cheer up you idiot. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-2119369804824749408?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/2119369804824749408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=2119369804824749408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2119369804824749408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/2119369804824749408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-3401288904512020339</id><published>2007-08-02T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:39:41.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Missing Post.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally updating yo. June Holidays ended. Went to Genting and didnt do much though, just eat sleep watch tv sleep eat sleep watch tv sleep etc.. and the shows are repeated.. haha just shows how bored i am. Then last week of Holidays went for BBQ. Great time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th July, Archdiocesan Youth Day. 07.07.07. 2/3's of God's name is GO. haha. Aint writing much today, just want to share this prayer i found. After coming back from the Archdiocesan Youth Day thinggy, i opened the goodie bag and search what is in there. And i found this Card with Mother Mary picture on it and a pendent pasted on it. And below the card it wrote &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" If you know how much I love you, you'd cry for joy"  &lt;/span&gt;:')  So i flipped over and i found this prayer and its quite cool. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Powerful prayer to the Queen of Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sublime Queen of Heaven, exalted Lady of the Angels, You have the power and the commission given by God to crush the head of Satan. Therefore we humbly beseech you, send to our aid your heavenly legions, so that,under your command and by your power, they may pursue the hellish spirits,fight them everywhere, ward off their impudent attacks, and fling them back into the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is like God? You holy angels and archangels, defend and protect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, kind Mother, You remain always our love and our hope. Mother of God, send us the holy angels to defend us and keep the evil one far from us. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha, wasn't it great? :P Alright updated. =/ i like the part from "Therefore we humbly beseech you, ........................ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ and fling them back into the abyss" that part hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Nights everyone. And do not be afraid of ghost anymore with this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POWERFUL PRAYER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ivan has Updated. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-3401288904512020339?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/3401288904512020339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=3401288904512020339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3401288904512020339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/3401288904512020339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-updating-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-8095046318806849379</id><published>2007-08-02T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:38:33.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irritation Season (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, i am updating! Sigh.. 1 month and a few more weeks to exams. And you are still procrastinating... Ivan you idiot. =/   Many things happened lately... But i know i learned something... i learned that if you want something so desperately, and when you finally gave up on having it and turn your focus on something else. That thing will appear (:  Hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i am becoming irritating.. Thanks to Ignatius and his irritating phrases which i picked up from him. haha. Not happy ar? call police la! =/ lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, POP's tomorrow. And Sunday is the damn performance. Sigh, embarrassing. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto Short and sweet post (:  Well maybe not that sweet.... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need A Break! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-8095046318806849379?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/8095046318806849379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=8095046318806849379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8095046318806849379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/8095046318806849379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-i-am-updating-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6708963760824642486</id><published>2007-07-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:38:58.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Powerful Prayer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally updating yo. June Holidays ended. Went to Genting and didnt do much though, just eat sleep watch tv sleep eat sleep watch tv sleep etc.. and the shows are repeated.. haha just shows how bored i am.   Then last week of Holidays went for BBQ. Great time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th July, Archdiocesan Youth Day. 07.07.07.  2/3's of God's name is GO. haha. Aint writing much today, just want to share this prayer i found.  After coming back from the Archdiocesan Youth Day thinggy, i opened the goodie bag and search what is in there. And i found this Card with Mother Mary picture on it and a pendent pasted on it. And below the card it wrote &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" If you know how much I love you, you'd cry for joy"  &lt;/span&gt;:')  So i flipped over and i found this prayer and its quite cool. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Powerful prayer to the Queen of Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sublime Queen of Heaven, exalted Lady of the Angels, You have the power and the commission given by God to crush the head of Satan.  Therefore we humbly beseech you, send to our aid your heavenly legions, so that,under your command and by your power, they may pursue the hellish spirits,fight them everywhere, ward off their impudent attacks, and fling them back into the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is like God? You holy angels and archangels, defend and protect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, kind Mother, You remain always our love and our hope. Mother of God, send us the holy angels to defend us and keep the evil one far from us. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha, wasn't it great? :P Alright updated. =/  i like the part from "Therefore we humbly beseech you, ........................ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ and fling them back into the abyss" that part hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Nights everyone. And do not be afraid of ghost anymore with this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POWERFUL PRAYER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;Ivan has Updated. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6467265-6708963760824642486?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6708963760824642486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6708963760824642486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6708963760824642486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6708963760824642486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-updating-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6357930389902118817</id><published>2007-06-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:08:46.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for SIR's Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first went to E Maths remedial. Then Jingrui,Alif,Gary,Me and who else? hmm forgot headed down to MJS through the main gate as the side gate was locked. So saw the same old irritating security guards and signed in. So yeah, went to Staff Lounge blah blah. Played Soccer in the courtyard and Mr Khoo said cant play. Played at the carpark again he said cant. What the heck? lol so ya blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Taupoks in the camp. And at night around 9pm watched the Army Days that Sir showed to the primary kids. Then later at night,Hongzheng tried to trick Clarence to play some Maze game where at the third stage its hard to complete and suddenly a scary picture will ccome out that one.. LOL. So yeah ONLY Clarence dont know about it. So he played and we went to one corner and cover our ears and laugh at him while he is trying. Then Hongzheng keep telling Clarence to CONCENTRATE MORE. LOL.I REALLY CANT WAIT TO SEE HIS FREAKING SCARED FACE SCREAMING LIKE A ....... DONT KNOW? LOL. But in the end the picture didnt appear and i did not know why.. ): So then Daric went to play and Jingrui stopped him but Daric insisted. lol. Yeah then the Scary picture appeared and EVERYONE SCREAMED. AND I WAS FRIGHTENED BY THE SCREAM LOL. yeah SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After than we watched Borat. Laggy Borat.. sucky comp. Tried to stay awake but slept cause nothing to do and comp was too laggy. Only Clarence and HongZheng didnt sleep cause they were playing with their Friendster. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sir's Camp, i have the CHURCH CAMP :D CONFIRMATION CAMP. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so i was in Group 5. Members are Glynis,Joshua,Kevin,Priscilla and Vanessa. Our Facils are Andre,Irwin,Paul and Trisha. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 4 days 3 nights i think.&lt;br /&gt;We had Sessions and Games. But what are the main events in the camp for ME is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray Over, Reconciliation and Confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Pray Over.&lt;br /&gt;Before the Pray Over we had Dinner and before Dinner we watched the Passion Of The Christ. Yeah pretty painful seeing Jesus getting tortured ): The Agony, The Pain, The Suffering. ):&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of Passion Of The Christ ( Hey i just realized its also POTC :D)&lt;br /&gt;So the Pray Over. Same as Last year, but this year in the Church Hall. Singing Songs praising the Lord while waiting for our turn. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the Hall was darkened and it's quite cold&lt;/span&gt;.And so i was hesitating whether should i open my heart to the Lord? Cause im quite nervous and afraid i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay so since i was Group 5 soon was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;So i walked up to the Group of people. So the main one talked to me, asked me whats my name, tell me about Pray over and not to be afraid and asked me whether i have any questions. So i said no and i closed my eyes as he starts to pray in Tongues(Language of the Holy Spirit i think..) Then i can feel my hair standing, then i felt the WARMNESS and something Flowing through me. Then i felt a force that pushed me. So i was thinking should i let go or just resist? So i tried to Resist. And then i felt another Force, so i just let go =D and Boom. fell to the floor but there are people there to catch me. lol. So i think i was smiling. Then the guy came to be and said to relax and told me to pray and take my own time so he started to pray again. I felt again the Warmness and Something Flowing Through Me. And i felt the Force again, Pushing me to the ground. My Body feels Heavy but comfortable. I feel warm and very comfortable. Then i saw a BRIGHT LIGHT.=D Then i heard 2 people started to pray over me. Then one went off.&lt;br /&gt;And the force now was kind of weaker. So i didnt know what to do next so i just opened my eyes and i only see a guy and not a group. Lol. Yeah so that was it. :D My Little Experience with God =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Reconciliation. It was Damn Touching and Emotional. It is something that just cant be described.. Something just so wonderful and yet so sad. Almost everyone cried. But i held on to my tears. Though i seriously think that if i cry it would be better. ): Yeah so what is happening that is so touching and emotional? We are made to reflect about our Parents, what we did to them, the joy or suffering we brought them. Then we have to write a letter to them, telling them sorry or thank you for the stuffs or just anything that you have been Longing to say to them. As we write they gave out the letters that our Parents wrote to us. Many Cried...): it was VERY Touching. Then after we wrote finish our letters, we head down to the Church and meet up with our Parents where we will go and wash their feets. Forgiveness and Humiliation.( lol i saw that at one of the powerpoint slides :P) Yeah that was touching and stuffs =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lastly Confession. We are brought to the room where they offed the lights and fill the place with torn out news paper all over the floor and Graffiti the walls ( spray on paper and paste on wall ) Some of the words are "Death, Despair, Gluttony, Blasphemy" thats all i remembered i think.. lol Yeah so that place was to signify Hell. A Dirty place and uncomfortable place. So then we reflected on our sins and slowly one by one head to the 2nd level for Confession. So when i was waiting for Confession i was quite nervous as i hate confession and i dont know why too. So the priest i got was Father Brian. lol. Yeah i was DAMN NERVOUS. yeah so confessed my sins and not gonna tell you what they are :P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I WOULD APPRECIATE IF YOU DONT TRY TO GUESS IT ON MY TAGBOARD. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PLEASE SHOW SOME RESPECT THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Then head down to the Chapel to pray and the Facils have to standin order showing us the way from the 2nd level ALL the way to the Chapel. lol kind of funny.. kept trying to hold my laughter. xD So after praying. Row by Row go up to the Prayer Room and tada, they held a small party for us and that room now Signifies Heaven. So i think is we were in Hell and we reflected, and confessed our sins and we went down to Purgatory(i think this is how it is spelled.) and reflect and pray and then go up to Heaven. Tada~ :D haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Confirmation Camp was GREAT.I learn a lot of stuffs there and i know one thing.&lt;br /&gt;I know that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE JESUS&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Yesterday went out with Daric,Jingrui,Weeong,Gary,Clarence and Hongzheng to watch Movie. We watched Shrek3. Yeah was Funny and Clarence was laughing the loudest and the most in the Cinema. heh. Right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tonight. Going to take a bus to Genting. And rot there i suppose? Hah wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i survive the trip. Night Trip hope driver dont sleep &gt;&lt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6357930389902118817?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6357930389902118817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6357930389902118817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6357930389902118817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6357930389902118817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-for-sirs-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-1539464696043232863</id><published>2007-06-03T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T03:59:36.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheered up much.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheered up much. Special thanks to those who advised me(June,Darling Mer Mer, Yiming and Hafiz) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep... Im nocturnal once again. Damn. Its all WoW's fault. Damn you WoW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~ =/  Im bored. I cant sleep. Damn. =/ lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-1539464696043232863?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/1539464696043232863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=1539464696043232863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1539464696043232863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/1539464696043232863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/06/cheered-up-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5801778624852979085</id><published>2007-06-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:49:33.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Hopes......they are gone...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night played WoW till 5am XD then went to bed. Woke up at about 7am+ and head to school for Band.  Reached school at 8am, late by 15minutes and had to do 20 pushups as punishment by Mr Tan. Then Mr Tan said he is marking me cause i have been late often. =/ Sigh.. (not bad already lor.. 5am sleep.. manage to go school at 8am.. look at those who came later than me =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then head down to Whitley for our last day of the Day camp. Awwww..... ): lol.  So set up instruments and have sectionals training on  Bflat major and C major and Chromatic Major scales. Then combine and tuned and practice scales and played Star Wars:EPISODE II  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jeremy was beside me and kept talking and saying lame jokes and irritating me....and Justin. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: What comes after center?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: dont know?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Claus. (Santa Claus.[Center and Santa sounds almost the same])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Chinese walk, Indian Jump, Bangla ...?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:*ignores*&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy:Dash. (Bangla-desh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol lame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we pack up and left Whitley ): AWWWW.... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitley Secondary really did made some impact in my Band life. I had lost interest in Band before the SYF, till i went for the Band Exchange and saw how much more better other bands was and gain back that interest. After SYF lose interest le, but after the camp i gain back interest again. THANKS WHITLEY! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went back to school and put instruments back in the band room and fall out, then Mr tan and Miss Ong said they wanted to see the temporary section leaders. So i went to buy Green tea. came back and went to kaypoh kay poh abit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan talked about the practice on Monday thinggy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we(Me,Clarence,Melvin and Jeremy and dont know got anymore anot) talked to Miss Ong. So Clarence is able to go to the Footdrill Assessment during the Church Camp as Miss Ong was able to persuade the person in charge of the church camp. I didn't inform the person in charge for my Church so have to skip Footdrill assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Miss Ong said that I cannot be Band Major or Drum Major already if i dont take that assessment........................................................................... ): So i thought aim for Deputy! And yeah Miss Ong said she MIGHT be removing the Deputy post since the Deputy doesn't do much work and the Section Leaders are doing more than the Deputy. And also our batch think too little people, and what for so many at the top and how bout the below? SIGH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So my hopes of being one of the EXCO in Band was gone. Totally Gone.. Poof! GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So took bus home feeling rather sad and reflected......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when i was Secondary 1 and in the Band. I saw Kenneth and Wilson(Band Major and Drum Major) of the band during the promotion day. I saw their rank, MASTER SERGEANT, yeah was big and nice. And there i wanted to get that rank and post. Then i went home and told my brother about it, he said can you be in the first place? Yeah, i want to proof him that i can, since last time i said that my PSLE results will be higher than him and also i will grow taller than him =X but my PSLE score was the lowest in the family and im still shorter than him i think. So yeah this is my only chance to proof him wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to get what i wanted.  I went through Ups and Downs in Band, affected by friends but try to persevere on. Till Secondary Three, where i thought i might have the chance of getting the post that i really wanted. But,members came and sprout nonsense on who is becoming the BM and DM and stuffs and yeah i was greatly affected. Then the Secondary Four graduate from band. Yeah i really THOUGHT i had a chance. But uptill now, this Afternoon. My hopes were gone. Killed. Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of proving my brother wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of being one of the EXCO.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of showing what i can really do.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of pushing myself over the limit.&lt;br /&gt;GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, How much more pathetic can i be? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait....... did i really have the chance to be EXCO in the first place? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;*[Anyone who makes fun of me infront of me cause of this matter. Heh. You will receive something far much worse than hell from me &gt;=) ]*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5801778624852979085?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5801778624852979085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5801778624852979085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5801778624852979085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5801778624852979085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-night-played-wow-till-5am-xd-then.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-6198424849479002244</id><published>2007-06-01T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:16:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday went for A Maths remedial. After that was planning to buy the World of Warcraft Prepaid Card since June misses me alot :P awww.... So was walking with Jingrui though he had nothing to buy and just accompanying me (hah what a good friend :P) Then came Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi(ChongJun) and asked whether want to go and watch Pirates of the Carribean later on. So yeah we agreed. So after buying the WoW prepaid, rushed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went home and bathe and stuffs. Then my mum ordered this food delivery thing for 20days (for this Hols) yeah because she doesnt want me to keep eating instant noodles ):  So yeah the delivery thinggy was kinda late. I suppose to meet CJ they all at ... umm i mean Zaraki they all at 12.30pm at Hougang station was it? hmm forgot timing. Anyway the food thinggy came at 12.45pm lol so i asked them to go Serangoon station and wait for me. Then Jingrui called me and asked where i am, so i replied On The Way (actually wearing my shoes at home :P) yeah so i quickly walk there. Halfway, i realise i forgotten my watch, so go back and took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked them to go first but they waited for me :D. Yeah reach the MRT and saw CHONG JUN with his whacko hair style totally like Zaraki Kenpachi and we keep calling him Zaraki Kenpachi haha, he also sprayed his hair pink O_O  so reach there about 1pm+ went to buy tickets at 2pm. So Ignatius and Jingrui was hungry, so went to eat then watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my teeth still hurts cause of braces so cant eat popcorn): but drank alot lol. So Jingrui and Ignatius said that there is still more after the credits. lol. So before the credits i was already high tide, actually most of us. EXCEPT ZARAKI KENPACHI. Power! lol. Yes the damn bloody credits was damn bloody long, lucky Jingrui and Nestor who went to the toilet during the movie but too bad they missed out some parts :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie, hang around and go back to Hougang where i received a phone call which totally spoiled my day.....zz. yeah mood totally changed. So went to eat and go to tuition with Jingrui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday! Woke up at 9am. And yeah i knew i was going to be late for A Maths as it starts at 9.30am and ends at 10.30am. So wash up, bathe blah blah blah ... and it was 9.30am :D took a bus down to Montfort and tadah! 10am! :D So i entered the class biting my lower lips giving the guilty and sorry look LOL! and when Ms Choy saw me i dont know why she also went to bite her lower lips lol. Yeah phew she didnt scold me :D Then after A Maths i realise that Physics was actually 8.30am-9.30am when i thought Physics was AFTER A Maths. =O Yeah felt kinda guilty XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday! First day of the Band Day Camp with Whitley! Morning manage to go to Physics on TIME :D and after that have A Maths. Then head down to Whitley for lunch. After lunch, warm up, tuned and stuffs and tried to play this Daniel's Chorale thinggy and yeah..&gt;&lt; Mr Sukit asked us to go for sectionals. Then after go back and play again lol. So Mr Sukit asked me to count the number of people going for the Brass Concert at NYJC on Friday and give him the number. So i went to every section and asked and total i got 26 people. So left our instruments there and head back to Montfort. So received our Band t-shirts and head home to get ready for tuition again. ): Then finally played WoW with June :D Run through a SM(Scarlet Monastery) run and slept in the middle of it LOL. Woke up when they was about to kill the boss so went to help haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday! Vesak Day. Nothing much.. morning went tuition AGAIN.. this time four hours and was totally tired cause of WoW XD and cant concentrate. Came home sleeeep and blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday! Was ABIT late for English remedial. Mrs Lee didn't say anything :D. So was given this stack of papers to do and read. Sigh. Then left for Whitley! Yeah the driver went to the wrong Whitley haha. So reached Whitley and have our lunch. Then Mr Sukit asked me to collect the money after lunch. Yeah collected only like umm 18 people.... WHAT THE HECK?! EIGHTEEN PEOPLE WHEN I GOT TWENTY SIX?! LOL DIE~. So told Mr Sukit and hehe.... =/ So set up instrument tune, warm up and play STAR WARS : EPISODE 2! haha. Yeah, nice song. Love it :D  Then going end of the practise, Kenneth Ang,Kamal,Joshua,Hongzheng and Jiawei came. That makes it 23 people! short of 3 . Damn. Then Mr Sukit was whining about me cheating his 30 bucks &gt;&lt; lol. So was kind of freaking tired and irritated. Dont know why..=/ ( Not because of Sukit ) Yeah so reached NYJC with headache and irritatedness. The concert was damn nice! :D totally enjoyable. Loved the solos and jazz~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After concert, we didn't go back with Whitley and was thinking of going Serangoon Ave 3 or Ave 2. So they go Ave3 so i follow lor haha.  Then dont know la all lost and stuffs was freaking irritated and head spinning le.. cannot take it le.. One bus came which can go to Serangoon Interchange and Jeremy asked them to go but they dont want. Bleah. So the same bus came again then cannot stand already i took the bus with Jeremy and Jia wei. then head home.  Now freaking giddy and tired.. head spinning.. wooh~ HIGH! Tonight 6am spree! CHOING AR! but first. SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-6198424849479002244?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/6198424849479002244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=6198424849479002244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6198424849479002244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/6198424849479002244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-went-for-maths-remedial.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5848589130293455088</id><published>2007-05-27T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T02:40:34.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FREAKING BORED'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM FREAKING BORED!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5848589130293455088?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5848589130293455088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5848589130293455088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5848589130293455088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5848589130293455088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-freaking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5029204044311569630</id><published>2007-05-14T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:56:57.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sudden sadness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, have gotten not so good results so far. 2 Fail. Gah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i think of the June Holidays..... i suddenly feel damn lost and very sad.. i dont know know why.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH................................... ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5029204044311569630?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5029204044311569630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5029204044311569630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5029204044311569630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5029204044311569630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh-have-gotten-not-so-good-results-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-5966035699554112024</id><published>2007-05-12T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T23:32:19.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itchy Itchy Backside.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over. And i fall sick. Damn. =/&lt;br /&gt;The damn mosquito bite on my butt is still there and still itches. It has been there for like more than a month.Few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I slept the whole day. Morning went to dentist and doctor, dentist say making lower teeth braces soon. and sleep WHOLE DAY and my parents didnt wake me up to go church ): &lt;br /&gt;Urgh still dont feel so well. Hope i recover faster and hope that stupid bite heals soon. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-5966035699554112024?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/5966035699554112024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=5966035699554112024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5966035699554112024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/5966035699554112024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-195698400790017141</id><published>2007-05-08T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:08:14.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson learnt.Charge your iPod before you go out.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh! Exam Period. And totally procrastinating =/. Cant Concentrate. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so after one of the papers(which i have forgotten but was last week), as usual took 147 home. And yeah that morning i used up the very last bit of the battery in my iPod ): . so it was a double decker 147, so i went to the upper deck and saw loads of IRRITATING BENGS AND LIANS at the back, so i sit at infront. And they were blasting their stupid irritating songs loud, and also sometimes singing. GAWD. Then a few seats infront of me, another asshole blasting techno songs WHICH I REALLY HATE. Then become a stupid "handphone blasting songs competition". =/ Then behind me was another dude, kay he was listening to his mp3, at least have a headset BUT THEN he was singing what he was listening. Lol. Yeah i was pretty much irritated. And the worse thing was, MY IPOD NO BATTERY ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why must people blast their stupid irritating songs? Why cant they just use headset? even if they DESPERATELY wants to listen to songs and forgotten to bring headset they do not need to blast.. Blast for what? let the whole bus know you listening to song? and which the song really sucks and showing off how sucky your taste is? lol =/  kay enough of those irritating buggers or should i say "BURGERS" quoted from MR TAN GEOK HEAN. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far last week's paper isnt any kick :P *shows off* :) But the real battle begins this week. All three sciences:Pure Physics,Combine Chemistry and Combine Biology. Elective History, E-Maths paper2 and A-Maths. WOOH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was HISTORY and ***PURE PHYSICS***[THE SUBJECT I HATE MOST THANKS TO _ _    _ _ _    _ _ _ _    _ _ _ _ (: Fill in the blanks] History History.. Source based questions was about Stalin and yeah had some difficulties. Then the ESSAY question, 2 essay questions were give and 1 question have 2 essays. Wow, terrific. And both questions the part (b) i dont know how to do :). So i chose the 2nd question which was about the League of Nations, why was it unable to blahblahblah (forgot) and the part b was the US assistance to Germany "PROFIT" Weimar republic? (the profit isnt the question, but the meaning the same :P. i think..=/). kay that was history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next paper, ***PURE PHYSICS***.&lt;br /&gt;Before the paper starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[whole class was grumbling saying fail le la..]&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee: Why you all think you will fail? You havn't even look at the paper yet.&lt;br /&gt;3e2: Fail le la, no need see also know. Confirm fail one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah the physics paper SURPRISINGLY was EASIER than the previous TESTS which had SOURCE BASE QUESTIONS ( YES SOURCE BASE QUESTIONS ON PHYSICS PAPER. GREAT HUH? )  But because of the STUPID vector diagram, i dont have time to complete finish the paper. Section C last two questions didnt do, 18marks gone. ):  Yes the stupid vector diagram fault. I put my scale 1cm is 50N. so i have to draw 150N and 200N which is 3cm and 4cm. But i draw 2cm and 4cm, so i erase i do again. After drawing finish, i realise what i draw was pretty REDUNDANT. And i erase again, and draw out the correct one with correct measurements. Yeap, that ate lots of my time. kay so enough of the stupid Physics paper. Hope i will pass though. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was CHEMISTRY paper! YAY! We were give 1hour 30 mins to complete the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Section A and B was pretty easy, i completed it in 30 mins. So yeah i had 1 hour to do section C.&lt;br /&gt;and there,  i stare at the first question and think and think and think and think and think...etc.&lt;br /&gt;The question was,&lt;br /&gt;Explain clearly with a diagram, how to obtain a dry sample of Copper(II) Sulphate when Copper(II) Sulphate is mixed with Sand and Salt.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, Mrs Tan did give us this question before on a practice worksheet and which the answers was on lead. and the night before i was thinking of checking the answers but decided not too. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the damn question for 30 mins. THIRTY MINUTES, HALF AN HOUR. And decided to skip it. LOL. So i quickly did the rest of Section C which WAS EASY TOO. And about 10-15minutes left and i went back to that question. So i said add water and filtrate it. Residue is Mixture of Sand and Copper(II) Sulphate and Filtrate is Salt solution. Yup, i was wrong. After the paper i was told we did this experiment before........ ): OH YEAH. After looking at the OTAS paper that was passed down for Chemistry, i realised something. I FORGOT TO WRITE MY REGISTER NUMBER FOR THE PHYSICS' OTAS PAPER. OH MY GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's paper is E Maths paper 2 and *BIOLOGY*. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise something, i cant focus, i cant concentrate. Everytime i meet a problem, i will think,think,think and soon lose concentration and space out thinking of other stuffs.Until, i think of what am i doing here? And boom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-195698400790017141?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/195698400790017141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=195698400790017141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/195698400790017141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/195698400790017141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahh-exam-period.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-72152686030089812</id><published>2007-04-29T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T02:08:22.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating,all because of blogger! The yahoo thinggy, i didnt know it was that easy, lol =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 12th April. SYF Day. Lol We bluff our PE teacher that due to SYF we cannot run 2.4km( the trail) or else later breathless haha what crap. XD So half of chemistry lesson was gone cause leave for SYF.  So after practicing and stuffs, we head to SCH. Yeah,then we queued and go to the room where we warm up and i dont know why i was so freaking nervous there. HAHAHA. Anyway after that our VP came to talk to us and he was staring at me. Because of my fringe..ahahaha so i keep looking down but who cares? what is he going to do there? cut my hair in SCH with his hand? XD Yeah so after all this crap we were waiting outside for our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happen so fast, they called our school, i walked up the stage like walking up the stage in the  school hall having no sense of nervousness. Well the nervousness comes when the first song starts(Singapore Sunrise), scared not enough breath or start too early or late or something like that but yeah it worked out somehow (: after a few bars obviously i dont feel nervous anymore =D infact i feel better than in the school hall. After playing sunrise, Mr Sukit gave a thumbs up to us which really made me think that it was fabulous. LOL (actually it sucks badly) So then we played Flight of the Falcon and i think i played the best there among all the practices and stuffs( GOT ULCER SOMEMORE) and kinda proud of that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that Miss Ong allowed us to stay for results yay! and while waiting for the rest of the bands there was this guard there at the stairs guarding and we were talking loads of cock to him&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy:Psst! Psst!(waving asking the guard to come)&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Do you accept bribes?&lt;br /&gt;WE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Nonono, i dont accept bribes. I'm very loyal. (smiling/laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Guard: Montfort ah, you all full of crap you know. you all going to be the last to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end we did not go in last. haha. so went we went in, we got seperated due to lack of seats, how sad. ): So everyone was nervous and stuffs then they announce the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Number Ninety Seven, Montfort Secondary School,.........................................BRONZE.&lt;br /&gt;*claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everyone was disappointed. And i notice something, when our results we announce there wasnt any screaming sound, hah. So went back to bus and cheered up. haha:) We were waving to the schools good bye and was singing, playing instruments and joking at the back of the bus hahaa. It was the most enjoyable ride ever. So after SYF we went out for dinner, i ordered Chicken Cutlet and its FREAKISHLY HUGE! HAHA and everyone starts coping my food.. -_- lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Week Later, My hair was caught and was send down to the Discipline Master and zoom, my fringe is gone and look like bowl LOL &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday, We went for the Badminton Finals, Montfort Seconday School vs Singapore Sports School. I was feeling warm, lethargic,tired,bored and screwed up. Some rounds were exciting. But anyway there was this time,Me,gavilan,wee,clarence,joseph and somemore cant remember went to walk around, so we were finding the toilet and instead we found KFC but guarded by a teacher. So we walked up to her ( actually wanted to go KFC/PizzaHut but got teacher -_-)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: Where is the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Over there *points*&lt;br /&gt;Dickson: Where is KFC?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol dickson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the toilet there stinks like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YAHOOOOOOOOOO I PASSED 2.4KM FINALLY! After Three YEARS! And by 10 secs! HAHAHAHA How embarrassing.. but who cares?! HAHAHAHA WEEE :D:D:D:D I could have done better but because of the stupid car which made us stop running , i lost my "Momentum" or whatever it is spelled. The moment i stopped, i can feel the blood rushing or dropping not sure to my head, and my vision went blur for awhile and got dizzy haha. After running awhile can feel my heartbeat, wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh Mid Year is next week, wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-72152686030089812?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/72152686030089812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=72152686030089812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/72152686030089812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/72152686030089812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry-for-not-updatingall-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-117596845854474591</id><published>2007-04-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:54:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay weeee im blogging~ lol. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's Saturday today. Oh wait, i mean yesterday :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Saturday! The day of the exchange at Maris Stella High! And was requested to blog about it. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,Today's exchange. WAS TOTALLY EMBARRASSING FOR US. Damn we were like the lousiest among all of the schools there. Totally no face. All the other bands were also so much bigger than ours, we are like some small fry doing some stupid things infront of them. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so we went there and set up instruments and stuffs then warm up and take note of our seating.Then queue up to go up and play. We are the umm Fourth band though we were told third by mr sukit lol. Kay we totally screwed up both songs. so yeah shut up. And screw you Jasper for dropping that thinggy which i dont know how to type. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two schools played Safari, Bedok North and Whitley. Hah! i loved Bedok North's Alto sax solo for safari. was kinda funny when that guy/girl played the solo everyone went "GASPS" HAHA. And there two schools which played Seventh Night Of July, Whitley and Marsiling(i think.. dont know whether spell correctly or not. :P) . And one pathetic school which played Flight of the Falcon and screwed it up. I WONDER WHICH SCHOOL.. HMMM.... Kay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ending here. Short post. Happy? :D Sigh, Hope our band gets better and get something good for SYF. *Prays Hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-117596845854474591?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/117596845854474591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=117596845854474591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117596845854474591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117596845854474591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/04/kay-weeee-im-blogging-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-117553210370336788</id><published>2007-04-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:50:41.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great, Its April. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway  sorry for not updating for a LONG time, and sorry it's going to be another long post. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Let me start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lets recall. okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was Band Camp, just play instruments all day. How boring. The exchange with Xinmin was canceled because their band teacher is busy(GERALD!). But anyway at night, we were marching and jeremy was the timer and was making fun of NPCC and NCC. haha was freaking funny. Then later in the night, some of them were playing badminton in the hall because on door of the hall wasnt locked. And we were caught while trying to run back. How sad):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the Band camp, there was the Sec3 level camp!&lt;br /&gt;FIRST day we went there and was divided into groups. Then we did campcraft, played some games and cook our dinner.Nothing much on first day. Then sleep. And have to wake up 3am in the morning or something cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND day, yeah have to wake up EARLY in the morning for the crazy walk from Changi to Assumption English aka Montfort Centre. So at first it was okay, then towards the morning i was totally dying. AND I CANT BELIEVE I SLEEP WALK LOL. I was like walking walking walking then close my eyes and keep walking then slowly sleep and will not walk straightly like some drunk guy or i will drop my water bottle or something im holding or i will nearly fall. haha. Anyway we had this piece of biscuit for breakfast and 1 piece of bread and 2 chocolate bars for lunch. Madness huh? Then we walked into MacRitchie Reservoir and walked to a dead end. We didnt know the gate would be locked and could not go on further. So we have to walk back and find another way.  So yeah we didnt make it to Assumption English and got stuck in MacRitchie Reservoir ( ITS A CRAZY AND MAD PLACE ). Then had a meeting in the evening and requested for packed food and stuffs. =D.   OH YA AND CRAZY! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT LIKE 4AM EVERYONE WAS PEACEFULLY SLEEPING THEN THE INSTRUCTORS ALL WAKE US UP CAUSE SOME PEOPLE ARE MISSING. DAMN I HATE THAT SIREN SOUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD day! Sea Expedition! Canoeing ! what i am looking forward to!&lt;br /&gt;So we learn how to canoe and then canoe to Loyang Beach. Teamed up with Poh Shen. Loyang Beach IS FULL OF MUD and the mud is damn soft(obviously :P) and your leg can sink inside and hard to take it out. Crazy. My legs and shoe were alll muddy.  Anyway we had lunch there and when we were SUPPOSE to head to Coney Island the tide came in and a storm approaching. The canoe was hard to control but we managed to get to shore =D Then we get extra food and get packed food thanks to the GREAT INSTRUCTOR. lol. Dont really know his name but know he said that people call him a MotherF**king cb.. lol. So we set up this like umm forget what is it called but is a huge kind of tent but didnt sleep inside we slept outside on the grass with the provided sleeping bags thanks to that instructor. And Me, Chong jun, Ignatius, Ashwin, Viknesh, Nicholas( YELLOW PEH HOR!) slept as a group and me , chong jun ,ignatius and ashwin were making fun of viknesh and nicholas and was laughing and laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH AND LAST DAY! We Canoed to CONEY ISLAND! Then we went swimming there and after awhile the instructor asked us whether want to play a game. Kay so this game was to get 10 people(i think) on a kayak. crazy? hah. Then we have to stop in the middle of the game because some instructor say that the jellyfish are coming, so everyone acted pretty retarded including me and was screaming and running to shore screaming JELLYFISH JELLY FISH! and poor Ashwin, his shoe came off and float somewhere, and i being retarded i pushed him and he fell to the water still shouting about his shoe! lol SORRY ASHWIN FOR PUSHING YOU! i didnt know why i do that. but... LOL IT WAS HILARIOUS :P  Then we canoed back and my hand often got cramps. Then went back. OH YEAH IT WAS MY SISTER'S BIRTHDAY ON THAT DAY TOO! 16th MARCH! So when i came back, slept for awhile on the chair. Then went out for dinner with my sis,bro,brofren,sisfren lol in short Mahjong Kakees. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so after that nothing much really happen that made me remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Whitley Exchange! My First Exchange! We had sectionals at first, You Xian was such a disgrace. So was i, Squeeking when playing the scale HOW EMBARRASSING. Yeah then we played games together. wee~ xD then had our break, warm up a little while more and went for refreshments! Then had the full run through. Okay so Montfort went first. We play play play and totally SUCKS. Then when whitley plays.. oh my gawd.WE GOT OWNED BAD. They were like damn good! and yeah their safari was nice! and Seventh Night Of July is AWESOME lol.Trumpet was SO LOUD WOOOH~!  Anyway i loved the Seventh Night Of July best lar! I got all crazy about it.. lol im listening to the song right now. i even went to read about the history since the previous Festspiel(Whitley concert, dont know whether i spelled correctly or not. Sorry if i did!) talked about it.Anyway Whitley you rocks! XD&lt;br /&gt;AND YES IM BEING LAME SO IM GOING TO PUT THE STORY HERE WAHAHAHAH!  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah April Fools. Dickson that ass came to prank me saying that our band was disqualified for SYF. cheh.  Sigh. i dont know why but Saturdays have something against me. Saturday is a bad day. And April is a bad Month.  Anyway SYF coming! Wish us luck! All the best montfort.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Story of The Seventh Night Of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In late summer, the stars &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Altair&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vega" title="Vega"&gt;Vega&lt;/a&gt; are high in the night sky, and the Chinese tell the following love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Folklore" title="Folklore"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;, of which there are many variations: &lt;p&gt;A young cowherd named &lt;b&gt;Niulang&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_language" title="Chinese language"&gt;Chinese&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="zh"&gt;牛郎&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin" title="Pinyin"&gt;pinyin&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="pny"&gt;niú láng&lt;/span&gt;, "the cowherd", the star &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altair" title="Altair"&gt;Altair&lt;/a&gt;) happens across seven fairy sisters bathing in a lake. Encouraged by his mischievous companion the ox, he steals their clothes and waits to see what will happen. The fairy sisters elect the youngest and most beautiful sister &lt;b&gt;Zhinü&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simplified_Chinese" title="Simplified Chinese"&gt;Simplified Chinese&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;织女&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional_Chinese" title="Traditional Chinese"&gt;Traditional Chinese&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;織女&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin" title="Pinyin"&gt;pinyin&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="pny"&gt;zhī nǚ&lt;/span&gt;, "the weaver girl", the star &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vega" title="Vega"&gt;Vega&lt;/a&gt;) to retrieve their clothing. She does so, but since Niulang sees her naked she must agree to his request for marriage. She proves to be a wonderful wife, and Niulang a good husband, and they are very happy together. But the Goddess of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heaven" title="Heaven"&gt;Heaven&lt;/a&gt; (in some versions Zhinü's mother) finds out that a mere &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mortal" title="Mortal"&gt;mortal&lt;/a&gt; has married one of the fairy girls and is furious. (In another version, the Goddess forced the weaver fairy back to her former duty of weaving colorful clouds in the sky because she could not do her job while married to the mortal.) Taking out her hairpin, the Goddess scratches a wide river in the sky to separate the two lovers forever (thus forming the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milky_Way" title="Milky Way"&gt;Milky Way&lt;/a&gt;, which separates Altair and Vega).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Zhinü must sit forever on one side of the river, sadly weaving on her loom, while Niulang watches her from afar and takes care of their two children (his flanking stars &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beta_Aquilae" title="Beta Aquilae"&gt;β&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma_Aquilae" title="Gamma Aquilae"&gt;γ Aquilae&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But once a year all the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magpie" title="Magpie"&gt;magpies&lt;/a&gt; in the world take pity on them and fly up into heaven to form a bridge (&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E9%B5%B2%E6%A9%8B" class="extiw" title="zh:鵲橋"&gt;鵲橋&lt;/a&gt;, "the bridge of magpies", &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Que_Qiao&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Que Qiao"&gt;Que Qiao&lt;/a&gt;) over the star &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deneb" title="Deneb"&gt;Deneb&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cygnus_constellation" title="Cygnus constellation"&gt;Cygnus constellation&lt;/a&gt; so the lovers may be together for a single night, the seventh night of the seventh moon.&lt;/p&gt;AWW HOW TOUCHING. TOOK FROM WIKI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY IM ENDING HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally updated my blog hehe! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-117553210370336788?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/117553210370336788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=117553210370336788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117553210370336788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117553210370336788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-great-its-april.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-117190995628363547</id><published>2007-02-20T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T02:32:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally i update huh? hehe (: Firstly, Happy Chinese New Year Everyone! Okay so now update for my teeth first. Now i have to wear the headgear ):   [If you do not know what is that,go to yahoo and type headgear and check it out yourself] Sigh so the first time i put it on was so freaking depressed. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so about Chinese New Year! On Friday, after my school's celebration,have to go for band meeting and do physics spa and biology test. Sheesh kinda feel crappy doing such stuffs on such umm "joyous" occasion. So after the biology test, we were walking out of school and discussing whether to go and visit sir, so before exiting the school we saw sir at the gate where the primary and secondary school combines and it was locked. So sir was surrounded by many of his students, so we didnt really went to say hi ): but anyway we saw Mrs Christine Yeo (: [as pretty as always =X ] so after that went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday! Chinese New Year Eve! (: nothing special really happened in the afternoon. We were suppose to go to our Uncle's house[father side] for dinner, and my bro was working. So we went to fetch him then together go to my uncle's house for dinner. So we waited and waited, drove in circles, parked somewhere till police came and drove in circles. After 1 hour or so , he finally came then we went to the dinner hehe. So ate dinner and chat was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And At last! Chinese New Year! Went to church in the morning! Wore a White long sleeve shirt, Black long pants, and a striped white and black tie. so after the church we went to our uncle's house[mother side]. It was kinda empty, wasn't many people came yet. And my whole family was tired and so we went home first and sleep and came back later. So yeah when we were on our way out we saw Mer and her family! haha! what luck =/ so only me and my dad went back at around 3pm+? and they were playing Blackjack so i went to spectate. Untill lao chek came and we went to play Blackjack among ourselves [ Me,Mer,Jes,Angie,Crystal,Celine ] haha was fun, and was lucky too :P all my cards was either Blackjack or 5cards. [ sometimes pay double kay.] hah and i cant forget last year! was so damn lucky in Blackjack and was like when i have 16 and i just take card without hesitation and got like a 5 and total is 21. and it happened more than once.. a few times. yeah i didnt lose money THAT year. haha but this year lost ): hah anyway after awhile crystal had to go ):  Mer back out and we were playing Daidi. Yeah then Uncle Pat came and said he wanted to play Blackjack so we told him after dinner since dinner was going to be served soon. so we cleared up the place and have dinner then continue with our blackjack with mer joining back in. lol. then around 10+ mer had to go and we stopped awhile and continue later with blackjack with me unclepat my bro and celine. And there was this round that Me and Celine had Blackjack. So my Brother was the banker, then when he saw that he was like sad. then he opened his cards and he also got a blackjack. haha! what luck! then uncle pat said that we do not need to pay cause equal. lol anyway after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday! 2nd day! woke up eat abit then went to wash up and bathe and get ready to go to my uncle house [dad side] for belinda's birthday and also chinese new year. so yeah we went and we also had to eat there.. lol was so full since we ate at home already. kay so after the lunch we went home and alex and stacy came for some mahjong! after awhile i went to take over my sister lol lose la this year not much luck. then uncle pat and aunty veron and aunty helen and lucas came to our house lol. so yeah they chat and gossip while we play mahjong haha. then around 11pm+ they went home. Then Alex had to go. So around 12midnight+ or earlier   Me,my sis,my bro and stacy went to Mr Beans to eat yo! eat till so full and sleepy.. haha and came home around 1.45am. yeah so thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated liao. will try to update more often. well to tell the truth, i kinda hate chinese new year. i have no idea why, but i love Christmas. I find Chinese new year abit tooooo Red and WARM and noisy,i dont care about the money. yeah dont know why but i hate chinese new year. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-117190995628363547?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/117190995628363547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=117190995628363547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117190995628363547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/117190995628363547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-i-update-huh-hehe-firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116879672793031381</id><published>2007-01-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:45:27.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to update! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary Three Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. Long pants! =/. Sec 3 life is freaking tiring. Heavy Books = Heavy Bags.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Every Monday Wednesday Friday, I 9pm then can come home [cca till 6, tuition 7-9]&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 3.30 release from class. 5-7 have tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 3.30 release from class. 4+ to 5+ have tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a busy day. -_- super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so first day went to school. So many people keep saying still can see my hair brown. -_- so during the check luckily my teacher didnt catch. Phew. So after the check i was going to walk up the stairs till someone pulled me. Turn back. was the hod of chinese.[my ex chinese teacher] lol she asked me whether i got dye my hair and i stupidly said yes. =P then she said your form teacher didnt catch? i said nope =D then she asked me to dye more black -_- oh well. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school when to dye my hair black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, History class is much more interesting with Mr Tan! lol rather than.. urm.. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;okay heck with the stupid subjects and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the other time i went to Zara, i bought this greyish jeans! wooooots i love itt =DD&lt;br /&gt;damn this post is freaking boring..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. My WoW Expires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Just as i thought can sleep late and wake up late, i remember theres cca day tomorrow-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! the CCA DAY! the stupid sec 1.. cause me dont have enough sleep.. slap their freaking face. anyway i reached about 7.30+ we warm up then play .. blah blah blah.. then we played this four songs for that day la "Rich Girl, Pink Panther Meets Flintstone, The circle of life, Shrek Dance Party(Yes my stupid solo again..)" and my ulcer got a little bit better though =D. so we played the songs blah blah blah.. then come to my solo .. gahh nevermind dont feel like talking about it..=/ Anyway after the songs, we suppse to grab those sec 1s while some others got ensemble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol those people playing the ensemble really look like some retards.. =X LUCKILY i didnt join. =/ nobody was even listening to them and i dont even know who they are playing for..=/ and they arent that loud so from not so far.. they look like some idiots holding instrument and standing there.. =/ Lol. then the stupid drama club thinggy came with those costumes and one of them was this freaking scary mask.. with the eye ball dangling and all the blood and he is carrying this "Knife" lol.. then freaking disturbing mask makes me really want to slap it. Lol so me and wee ong saw gideon poking that mask's eye.. lol then wee ong ask gideon"he your friend ar?" lol then gideon say ya.. lol then wee ong go use the Montfiesta thinggy he holding and go whack the guys head.. LOL! SO FUNNY! LOL then the guy go find wee ong.. lol then just look at him and walk away.. LOL Stupid sia.. looks so funny.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ray throwing mace thing rocks la.. but was ruined my those stupid sec 1 la.. they were playing.. and running around when ray was spinning and throwing the mace.. totally disturb and interrupt him la.. one even run run run then fall down right in front of him.. lol stupid sec 1.. I think ray could have catch if the stupid sec 1 wasnt near there.. hope the stupid mace drop on them la.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Sunday! went for cathetism..same things la..then after that went to zara! lol yes Zara Again! bought this black and white polo.. rocks yo! lol kay then do homework watch the day after tomorrow blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this freaking post is so Freaking boring.. sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116879672793031381?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116879672793031381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116879672793031381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116879672793031381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116879672793031381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-update-secondary-three-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116742385137867308</id><published>2006-12-30T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T04:24:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waddup yo! haha! Merry Christmas!(dont tell me christmas is over..Christmas have 12 days yo.. Wake up!)   Anyway  been busy this few days....... with the dentist. -_-"  Kay so it was 21st or 22nd cant remember. The dentist called me in the morning about 11.30am. (slept at 5am or 6am yo!) So i answered and she asked me to go down at 2pm, and she didnt tell me in advance! as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay 2pm.. so i looked at my watch it was 11.30am, then i thought still got so much time! so i slept..and kept dreaming it was already 2pm..and woke up and havnt reach 2pm and sleep again.. Irritating. lol. so i sleep and wake up and sleep and wake up till i finally decided to call my mum to tell her about the appointment. Then i looked at my watch. 1.45pm. Wow.. Great =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked my mum go help me call them and ask them to postpone it. Obviously the Dentist said no and have to come or it's too late! damn so the appointment shifted to 4pm. kay so i went there at 4pm (taxi again=P) so then the Assistant asked me whether the taxi is waiting for me since they said check for the seperator only.So i told them Nope. Regretted, yeah Regretted. I was the last patient yo!! They even locked up the door and im still inside with the staffs. And i have to put this big metal thing and not the seperator (i think its called Bracket) and yeah it hurts and its VERY uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then after that my mum called me and told me to go to Kovan and she buy food for me and then she go to Lao Chek's House (my Granduncle) cause he just had an eye operation. So went there and she tricked me -_- and i ended up visiting my granduncle. Oh well =P. Then went back and suffer. And was thinking, Christmas is round the cornor and how am i suppose to eat with this on?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i cant talk properly too! i feel like some retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is going to be quite disgusting. Skip reading this paragraph if you want.  Whenever i eat food.. the stupid food will be stuck on top of that metal thing. And i have to either use my tongue to DIG it out or use water to wash it down. (obviously Swallow) lol =P and i cant laugh either. or else the food will all fly out.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay 23rd december. Went out with my brother and sister! went to ikea to exchange for the mat first. Then we split up and meet later. So my sister went to Wisma and my brother and huiyi and me went to City hall i think. We went to Topshop/Topman and i bought Tie! looks nice yo! Then my brother and huiyi went to La Senza and i waited outside.. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to town and meet up with my sister. Then we went Mango(Huiyi and My sister.Im not gay yo!) Lol so my sis is deciding whether to buy the jeans or not and my brother is talking about the big bet his going to do that night and then we measured our neck length.. LOL (nothing to do yo!) so we spend quite long in Mango. Then my sister flip coin deciding whether to buy the jeans. lol anyway in the end she bought it. Then we headed to Paragon's Ben Sherman and  AX(A|X looks nicer =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my brother didnt manage to get the shirt he wanted so we went to Ben Sherman and get this shirt which looks very nice on him . hehe yeah. Then guess we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Christmas Eve! woohoo! Relatives came before i was ready . Damn . so i quickly bathe and changed into Plain White T-Shirt + Jeans + Blazer = Ownage. [Tier 1( lol ignore that some WoW thing.. =P)] Yeah, the feeling of wearing that is Damn Shiok! is like im the Top of the world yo! lol  so then we celebrated and i manage to eat abit. well okay quite alot. The Turkey was great! so was the fried rice and the sambal prawns were looking Awesome but didnt get to try. =( then my relatives played Blackjack with my dad as the banker i think. Didnt really play. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was about 11pm+ then we get ready for midnight mass! so i wore Black Long Sleeve shirt+Black Long pants + black Blazer = OWNAGE x2 YO! [Tier 2(WoW thing also)] so went to church and was abit worried cause i cant even pronounce Christmas with the bracket on ! And if someone wishes me Merry Christmas i have to like, say MERRY christmas (Merry loud christmas VERY SOFT) lol. During mass the holy communion, i saw Louis(from band)! XD looking good yo! but he didnt look at me .. =( So after mass we meet up with Celine and then my brother is going out to meet his friends. So my parents went to fetch my brother to his friends, and me and my sis went with Celine and she fetched us home. So Celine and my sister went to buy Macs after we reached home (yeah i cant eat i just drink ice milo...) so i think celine stayed at my house till 7am.. i slept at 6am.. buay tahan =P  Didnt really manage to take photo of myself in my suit.. aww lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Christmas day! Alex and Stacy came to our house and play mahjong! so it was mahjong whole day. Ate Turkey Roll for lunch and was Awesome! then around 9.30pm. Alex,huiyi,my brother and me went out for dinner.. XD  So was deciding where to eat. Either New York New York or Manhattan Fish market. and we ended up eating at New York New York at 10pm! And it was delicious yo! then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next day! it was our Guild Meeting for chimera in GW! went to tuition first. anyway i wore the same thing as i wore on christmas eve! tier set 1 XD the plain white t-shirt+jeans+blazer! then we meet up in PS. so when i was reaching Dhoby Ghaut i smsed Zeph,Saph and Eoryth.(only have their number) and asked them where they were. So Eoryth called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he was opposite Carls Jr. then i was like uhhh PS GOT CARLS JR!?!?!? and i thought i go wrong place. So i just heck and just walk and see. and yeah i saw the Carls Jr. HAHAHA stupid me. then Zeph called me and asked me where i am so i told her at Carls Jr. and she also blur.. wahahahha XD then we went up and met Saphy! and later Jui and her bf and then Mao and lala haha. eat burger king for dinner! then we walked to Cathay and hated the rain.. then we meet with Obbie and his wife and we watched Night At The Musuem! Lol LOVED IT! it was so funny haha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay so the next day, have to go dentist again-_- and it was told that suppose to put Braces! ahhh! and the dentist asked me to bring a family member also. okay. so my mum went. and then i didnt have to put braces yet! need a month or two! YAY! and so the dentist teached my mum how to tighten my bracket and she didnt dare and told the dentist that she will bring me back next saturday with my brother or dad or even every saturday... -_- Waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh school is reopening..=/. Dont know why i still think theres no school. and i switch back to school sleeping style! Every night my earliest i have sleep is like 5am. and wake up earliest 1pm. by then school is over.. LOL =P and everytime at 5-7 feel very tired very lethargic and at 3am-5am SUPER ENERGETIC! ahhh im nocturnal.. ahahaha. Sigh saw Aaron's nick. Band is starting on the day school starts and that sucks! GAHHH band.. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even know whether i can play. With my Bracket on.. -_- and serious pressure for solo and stuffs! AHHH I HATE IT! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life starts to sucks when school starts.    I really feel like quitting band. But i will not. not after the competition. =/ i might not quit though.. who knows? =P Let me adapt first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im off to bed. Think im going Zara tomorrow morning. sigh.. Life sucks yo! Earthquake sucks too yo! stupid lag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116742385137867308?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116742385137867308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116742385137867308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116742385137867308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116742385137867308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/12/waddup-yo-haha-merry-christmasdont.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116629572201251039</id><published>2006-12-17T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:02:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.. time to update! =D sorry for not updating, the reason? One Word. Lazy.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Last week.. Saturday.. i went to the DENTIST !! ahhhh its time for me to extract my teeth! ahhhhh! lol was kinda mentally prepared, so i went into the room, and still not afraid! =D so i lie down on the chair... waiting for the dentist.. so she took the mould of my mouth from last time out, and starts to examine it. Then, she took the Xray pictures out too. Then i started to get nervous..was like.. what the heck.. take so much thing to examine.. sure die one.. pluck like nobody business.. GG T_T.  Then she asked me to call my mum in. So i called. Then she came in.. then they discuss about my teeth, they discuss about my teeth. The dentist said my mouth looks FLAT. She said i look quite handsome( THANKS LAR =D ) but the only not nice thing is the mouth. She said i have high nose, then my cheeks, but only my mouth flat! (Damn It!) And she say due to my condition of my teeth my mouth looks flat.. if i make it straight or pluck it out it might be flatter (Amen.)  So she said NO NEED TO PLUCK TEETH!! (Praise the lord!) so my mum went out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dentist clean my teeth(bet shes just finding time to think.), Then after that she told me that i need to put this BIG ROUND THING ( looks like some nerd.. If you watched "Shes The Man" the girl with the braces and that big round thing that straps around the neck? thats the one..gawd..) Then she say need wear for at least 10 hours, 10-14 hours. Then i was hesitating.(actually just counting where can i go or what can i do during that 10-14 hours.. and realise can do it in sleep and when i came home) so then i agreed. BUT then the dentist hesitate now, she's scared i wont wear it consistently. So then she put some 4 Seperator(some blue rubber band that seperates your teeth apart) in my mouth.. and okay it was abit pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Next morning they suddenly called and ask me to go down and put four more!(nooooo) and after putting it was like.. total upper jaw disabled. Cant bite. Cant anything. And asked me to go on Wednesday and make a new mould.I Felt damn crappy. cant eat anything except porridge. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday, My uncle fetched me to the Dental Clinic. So i went to make the mould, and she said she wanted to take photo of my teeth (by the way she also took photo of me on Sat) and i have to remove all the seperator(YAY!!!!) and put it back again(OH MY....T_T). So she removed the seperators, was expecting some feelings of relief but didnt felt anything. then she took photo and put mould. The lower jaw was okay. And time for the upper jaw with all my aching teeth. She put it in. AND YEAH I COUGHED AND LIKE WANTED TO VOMIT LIKE THAT so she quickly ask me to sit and take the paper on my neck and hold it near my mouth and let the saliva flow out.(lol Drooling... wa lau i felt like some stupid retarded idiot with my mouth wide open[cause of mould] and the saliva FLOWING out and my stupid gong gong blur blur face =P hehe)  then i lie back down. THEN, she had difficulty removing the mould.(Oh No!) and after awhile it got out safe and sound.(phew!) After that she put back all EIGHT seperators and yeah the pain was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i took a Taxi back. hahaha the taxi driver was some old guy and was kinda funny. He asked me what road i want to go to Serangoon so i said anything then he told me are you in a hurry? i said no. so okay he took the slower route  i think. But, lol..(ahahaha cant help it still laughing.) he still was speeding but when he speeds.. LOL he act like some Racer.. LOL with his face near the screen and looking around quickly and braking and HORNING and stuffs.. ahahaha damn funny(lol sounds lame but you should have seen him it was HILARIOUS) Lol of course i didnt dare to laugh i was just .. Smiling? XD okay enough of that.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday! which is today! i woke up.. then my family was planning to go to IKEA! WOOTS! so after eating we went to IKEA! so much furniture..(duh..) It was kinda cool.. lol so we bought A Yellow Egged shape Table,Red two seater sofa, a red Rug, two yellow pillows, bedsheet, A frame with a picture in it,12 Glass champaign cups(Brother's stuffs)A small christmas plant , A Shelf for Shoes(though its a book shelf) , forgotten(Sister's stuffs), A Computer Chair(Those big ones, with armrest.Like some big boss =D. Like in shows those "powerful" people will seat one those big chairs facing the window and then will turn to his table(180 degrees turn) to talk to you,In an Office.), a shelf to put my bags(its a computer shelf to put the CPU) and Pillow case (My stuffs =D) and some other things... was so tired.. went home rest like a few minutes and off to church! and YEAP i manage not to sleep in church although was so freaking tired. Then i went home with my brother and my parents went to my uncle's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating dinner, My siblings and i went to fix up the furnitures! hahahaha! was fun.. but very tiring! we fixed up the sofa,my computer table, book shelf, egg table(had some problems with screwing the legs on).Then my parents came home but we havnt finish fixing the egg table as we cant screw so my dad took out his equipments..(we cant find it... and when we found some we didnt know how to use) lol and it was like .. "ZEEEEEEEEEEEEE" and the screw was in.. O_O and we were spending so long just to screw it in and cant..  ahahahaha then my bro and sis went to clear their rooms.. and kept calling me to help them. lol and then my parents also asked me to fix up the computer shelf..(we didnt fix it up because none of us chose it and it was my mum that chose it and we decided to let our mum fix it =P) i helped abit then my dad came and asked us whether can anot.. i immediately said nope.. i cant.. (was so tired! no strength..) lol then we cleared up the house and stuffs till like 12.30++++++++am ahahaha tired.. now im seating on my chair and its really really really really really really really comfy.. so nice that i feel reluctant to go to my bed and sleep and rather sleep on my chair ahahaha okay time to sleep tomorrow have to go tuition =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the goods we all send back ourselves with my uncle help! =D and we had to carry up .. so so.. SOO heavy..  lol.. obviously..-.- =P         but just imagine! after walking for hours in IKEA and carrying them and i manage to survive church!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chair Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;My Chair Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;My Chair Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116629572201251039?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116629572201251039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116629572201251039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116629572201251039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116629572201251039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116533984001983772</id><published>2006-12-05T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:30:40.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for Holidays! Went To Beijing and Hongkong! So my uncle came to fetch us to the Airport. We checked in and board the plane. So then the plane starts moving, then i thought that once the plane move out of the "plane zone"(as in all the planes there) it is the runway.. but.. the plane have to make one big round then it reach the runway.. it was so dam long and boring.. okay then once it started to fly it take a long time to stabilize and then the shows and stuffs starts.. but.. it was so damn long i fell asleep =P. then woke up.. and saw the first thing playing on my tv screen was.. Pirates Of The Carribean: Dead Man's Chest!  Woah! lol i was so excited.. and was like woah cool.. after watching awhile i was curious what other channel was showing.. show i changed channels. and i remember seeing this few movies "My Super EX-Girlfriend, Click, Devil wears prada, Snow white and the seven dwarfs(lol i heard this little boy behind me saying Seven Snow White.. lol anyway his name was Scott and he was in my tour.. his so cute.)" and i cant remember the rest. so i reached Hong Kong walked awhile and board the plane Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i slept when the plane was driving through the big circle.. and woke up and look through all the shows.. and i didnt know anyone of them..=/ so i watched this show "Tallagenda Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby"(dont really know how spell the Tallagenda) it was so freaking funny.. lol.. loved that movie. so then reached Beijing kinda late. forgot what time then our tour guide,Cindy(i dont know why but i kept thinking its Cyndy..=/),  brought us for Supper! cool. then went back to Hotel and theres.. HBO! Omg! woots! and i watched "House Of Wax" it was damn nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Morning,Morning Call 6.30am, breakfast at 7am and have to board bus at 7.30am..(tired and sleepy) went to Tian An Men (Forbidden City), Nothing special really just some stupid old houses.. kinda boring. then it was so Freaking Cold.. freezing.. and we walked for Hours.. so tired and cold.. and was too cold to take any pictures.. lol(kept my hand in my pocket all the time)then we went to some other place and then have lunch. and then we went dinner and went shopping..(wtf 1 hour only..) and at the streets they sell ..... Fried Scorpions,Fried SeaHorse, Bird, Snakes and lots of disgusting stuffs..  we didnt really shop much just walk our way back to the bus and look through the stalls on the way..  then went back to hotel.. and saw abit of Zoro and then some crappy show didnt really watch it .. was so boring till i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Morning Same thing.. morning call and stuff.. we set out for.. WANG LI CHANG CHENG (Great Wall Of China!) we took a group photo then we start to climb. so my mother was holding the camera and me and my dad was walking up the stairs.. turn back and my mum took photo. then walk back up and turn back and my mum took photo.. it was like resting for us when taking photo.. so after climbing Half of 1 section(1 section is damn long dont think its like nothing.. its SOMETHING DAMN TIRING.. lol) my dad say.. aiya.. mummy coming up anot? the camera with her.. then how i take photo? aiya ivan you go down take.. then i was like.. omg .. go down.. and up.. again?! so i went down... took the camera..(was panting already) and Went up without stopping.. and i climb faster than normal.. when i reach my dad.. my legs were aching BAD (by the way the steps of the great wall of china aint regular they are like irregular and damn High.. you have to like raise your foot about like 90 degress to get to a step.. and floor of the step isnt straight they are SLANTED) and it was like jelly.. and i can hardly breathe.. so i sat and rest.. and was aching bad.. my father knew that im a goner.. lol cause it was like one shot go up.. and when we were going up we did rest and i was like one shot go up! so he asked me to go down and rest.. and he continue go up.. then i went down .. after awhile my mum starts to panic and get scared and worry and we go meet our uncle then they all panic together.. lol then my father came down.. and he was like so happy then my mum said " aiya he so happy make us worry so much" lol.. then my dad said he climbed like 10 steps and rest and climb again..(dammit i wanted to climb too! but my mum used up all my energy..)then my dad say he saw this little boy(ITS SCOTT!!) he climbed up to the top so he thought if HE can do it I can do it too! lol so after that we go lunch. then we went to sit Trishaw! so kewl! we set out to this Resort (it is the resort for the Olympics 2008! and it only opens to public next year, Cool huh?) and our room have a balcony and a tub there.. and you can call for hot tub! lol cool huh?! then we have to go somewhere for dinner.. so we walk and walk.. walk quite far.. and reached.. and we have to like to go through some counter thinggy and they will give us a locker and we have to change to their clothes to enter.. =/ so the kids one side and the adults one side and then i went to adults side obviously.. and went i went through they make some hey! or oi! sound la.. then i shocked i thought i have to go to the kiddy side.. but then the girl who as at the counter said "Nan de hai shi nu de?( boy or girl?)" and i was like.. wtf? you blind? and i gave her this weird look and my tour guide quickly said nan de then they give me this band ... for the locker.. so embarrassing...(not so bad la they give some adult guy a girl tag) so went to change.. it was like some hawaii clothes.. blue colour with loads of trees and the word jamaica(dont know how to spell) and the dinner was crappy.. and then they have some performance.. we watched a little and went back hotel.. skipping it..and there was no HBO .. =( i remember watching a little naruto b4 leaving for dinner though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Next morning same thing.. but breakfast was nice! and we left and go some other places.. cant really remember.. but and late Afternoon we went to this Ya Show shopping center and we shop for 1 hour AGAIN.. so little.. and we went to buy a pizza.. for the LONG Journey to Chengde(3 Hours) so we go back bus and my mum so fast asked me to eat the pizza.. so ate it.. and slept..for the journey..but still wake up .. lol and after awhile.. the bus stop.. and suddenly..the lights of the bus went off..(the front lights) i thought what happen.. like is it some wolves or something?(was listening to House Of Wolves - My Chemical Romance at that time =P) and the windows were filled with water droplets.. cause of the coldness outside and the warmness in the bus.. and then realise theres a Traffic Accident.. and we like trapped there for 2 hours.. and was then after the accident we went to the toilet.. the "clean" one was close so we went to the "dirty" one.. i expected aiya dirty nvm la at least can piss.. then what the hell.. the toilet is like.. just a little rectangle block like a drain.. and we have to piss in there OPEN AIR.. i tried pissing but nothing come out =P too cold maybe? XD then we head to the hotel.. and was like midnight and we have our dinner.. then this Sec 1 going Sec 2 next year  guy.. called Walter and VERY fussy over food he said this&lt;br /&gt;Walter: why did they want the accident?&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt: It is unexpected. its not they want it.. everyone doesnt want it&lt;br /&gt;Walter: but why didnt the tour guide says so?&lt;br /&gt;Walter's Mother: It is unexpected.. the tour guide also didnt know they will have an accident.&lt;br /&gt;Walter: Ya but why the tour guide didnt say? why she didnt warn us or something.&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt: It is unexpected nobody knows what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Walter: but why....&lt;br /&gt;Walter's Mum: shut up and eat your food (interrupting him)&lt;br /&gt;[Again this is roughly what they said]&lt;br /&gt;Damn his very irritating. and i expected better knowledge from a Sec 1 Nerd..  If the tour guide is to warn us.. she have to name every thing that might happen..! so freaking dumb.. she have to say oh theres might be a earth quake, tornado,tsunami,flood,accident,strikes,War,terrorist,volcano errupt, the sun come crashing down on earth, Doom's Day, the earth explode, etc.&lt;br /&gt;never ending..  anyway so we head to our room.. and at the corridoor i already have a REALLY BAD FEELING... i remembered my tuition teacher said that she had a cornor room and it was haunted.. and lucky ours is just beside the cornor rooms.. so i thought i can relax abit but when i turn to the door theres the " Do Not Disturb " Sign.. and it was like no one was in.. and was SO FREAKY .. i was freaking out already.. so i tried opening the door .. cant open ... then try a few more times and it open and i push open wide the door.. afraid.. and saw almost all the furniture were white..(the chairs and beds) and scared.. entered.. and the heater was on.. was so hot.. then i tried offing the Do not disturb sign.. cant.. its like even when they show its off.. outside its still on.. really had a bad feeling.. anyway Chengde's temperature was like lowest -15 highest -5.. and beijing was lowest 0 and highest 7? and the chengde's hotel doesnt have HBO.. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next morning get out of that freaky room and heading back to Beijing after lunch. so at the restaurant when having lunch.. i was hesitating whether should go toilet or not ... cause just went before eating.. so decided not to.. and went we our journey starts.. i realise i really should go to toilet.. and i was like abit urgent.. lol so TAHAN!! and then..slept.. really helped alot .. reduce my suffering.. then woke up.. TAHAN again.. and realise.. THE BUS WENT WRONG DIRECTION! OMG! so we have to drive BACK again.. and i was like.. omg no hope.. im so gonna die.. needa piss.. and i saw this worker pissing at the road side.. and that made me worse.. and i tahan tahan.. then the bus slowed down although theres no cars around.. ITS A TOILET BREAK! i rush down.. and the toilet was.. CLOSE.. and i was like oh my gawd.. nooo.. and then the driver point opposite theres another toilet.. but have to pay.. and quickly cross road and peed.. woah.. felt great.. went back bus.. feeling so relieved.. XD then we reach Beijing and went to this Dr. Tea and cant help noticing this pretty waitress helping out pouring tea.. haha shes so pretty! and shy! so cute! lol =P &gt;&lt;  okay enough of that.. then we went to this Foot Reflexology.. lol and soaked my feet in hot water with some medicine.. and i cant have the massage cause im too young.. aww and then there were some guys looking at palms.. and one guy saw my uncle's palm and said thats theres  a clot at his back and he insist on removing it with Qi Gong! no pain.. no surgery or anything.. his a government worker or something.. and people ask him to help them he wont help. and he insisting on helping my uncle... kewl.. so my uncle was afraid.. and but still went.. lol and yeah the blood came out, didnt witness it though. and the 2 girls massaging my uncle and aunt feet talked to me.. they were friendly.. lol and they tried using Basic Chinese and explain to me in a simpler way.. was kinda fun.. lol ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have to wake up earlier next morning.. like 4am morning call.. cause our flight is like 7 or 8 like that.. so i planned not to sleep (by the way we went back to the first hotel with HBO) i watched White Chicks.. then the next movie was kinda boring.. and slept.. sigh.. so then in the morning when we were carrying our luggages to the bus i fell down infront of the bus.. lol.. so paiseh.. not injured though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Flight To Hong Kong!!i watched My Super Ex-GirlFriend lol was kinda nice.. abit boring.. then we land.. and after awhile my sis and bro's plane landed too.. too bad we didnt take the same bus.. so we met at the hotel.. lol was starving.. went to eat and went to our room.. rest awhile and head out for shopping! we shop around the streets.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Day, we had Breakfast and they gave us tea.. and after drinking the tea.. we realise the tea was to wash the cups ! OMG LOL.. then we went to Times Square taking MTR(the train) and i bought a Zara Suede Suit which Cost $999!!!! OMG!?!?!?!?!!                                             HK money =P convert to Singapore around $199.. lol  then we went to Harbour City.. Sogo.. and then went back to hotel put down our stuffs and SHOP AGAIN! lol (By the way we had Crystal Jade Xiao Long Bao for lunch taste like singapore no difference) and we shopped till Midnight then went for Dinner.. lol  ( i ate Chou Tou Fu! it was Smelly but it was nothing special.. its just like fried tofu.. dont know why people say chou tou fu was so nice.. its just Fried tofu which is smelly.. ) and went to bed..  [Amazing! shopped the Whole DAY!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day went shopping again.. half day and went to airport.. leaving Hong Kong.. aww..and the plane have "Little Miss Sunshine(R Rated.. lol)","You,me and dupree","the Ballad of Ricky Bobby","too fast too furious:tokyo Drift". so my brothehr said Little Miss Sunshine was nice.. won some winning award.. but he watched the ballad of ricky bobby.. lol my sis too.. they both laughed a lot.. lol   so.. Little Miss Sunshine.. dont really understand.. its R Rated cause of loads of Vulgar language.. lol it was okay okay... not bad.. so then we took a Maxi Cab back.. woah Maxi Cab was nice... lol and next day have to go band.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next day went for band.. used new instrument.. was at total lost.. =/ cannot catch up.. lol blah blah blah  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day.. tuesday.. night packing bag for sir camp which is now.. okay logging off .. bye! going camp tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116533984001983772?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116533984001983772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116533984001983772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116533984001983772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116533984001983772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-for-holidays-went-to-beijing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116413401857580609</id><published>2006-11-22T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:33:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday Morning..  Went to the dentist.. the first step to making.. BRACES.. so waited and got into the room.. then the dentist told me "that once make braces cannot say dont want alrdy ar.." then she ask me whether i know what she going to do to me.. i said no.. so she said she going to mould my teeth and xray.. so then she take this metal thinggy.. and put some pink colour thinggy on it..(the mould) and put im my mouth and press on my teeth..    ... eew  it was damn gross.. almost vomit.. and when she took it out..can feel like the teeth stuck to the mould or something like that... and the mould was all over my mouth.. rinse and rinse cannot come out.. must use hand scrap off.. anyway the mould thing was gross.. and i was shivering the whole time.. dunno cold or scared =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. after the mould when to take Xray.. go to the xray room.. then put my head on some x ray machine and it starts moving.. lol it looks like those half-life or those alien game thinggy la.. whatever la..  then.. have to pluck my teeth on 9 december 2006.. darnnit.. sigh..hope can survive..&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going dentist went to update my passport.. was so freaking long.. then i saw this little boy telling his mum..."WHY SO LONG..... SOO LONGG....." with the grumpy grumpy and sad and angry voice.. lol then i remember last time i was also like that.. haha =X im a impatient boy =P and whenever it was our turn i would sit on the chair.. and stare angrily at the salesperson or the person.. haha.. but now i dont! lol i smile at them okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this went to eat lunch..my mum ordered 2 bowls of mee pok and they forgotten and i was late for my appointment to the barber to dye my hair =P so we left without eating mee pok.. aww lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i went to dye my hair and do treatment and cut abit also.. haha looks nice la.. punkish man lol =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home... eat lunch.. and slept awhile then go to church.... and yea was so tired at night.. slept at around 11pm-12am and forgot to off my comp.. woke up 3am off comp and sleeeep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day.. spend whole day at home WoWing.. lol.. Alex and Stacy came to our house and played Mahjong... then at night! my brother came home with his friend's dog.. and open my door and HE said.. " GRRRR" and it shock and scare me.. i jumped and hit my leg.. oww.... lol regretted not playing with that dog.. cause i remember my brother said about this dog which never bark or bite.. and i was surprise too.. when i was shock.. it didnt bark but instead.. look at me innocently... aww so cute.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Monday.. The BIG day.. have to bring thickskin there.. knowing alot of suaning and scolding.. cause of my hair.. yeah i woke up early lol and manage to reach there in time.. and first teacher to spot my hair was Ms Ong.. she ask me go to the back and we.. talk.. lol (this is roughly what we said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong:(pulling my shirt) is this your home clothes ar? your home is this ar?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:No..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: Then?!&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:(smiles innocently)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: you highlight ar?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:ya..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: Then go the band exchange how?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: Orh! i not going the band exchange.. i not going for band camp.. i going overseas..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: oh okay.. so i have to take your name out of the list also.. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: then can at least spray your hair black or something la...&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: orh okay..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong: I Don't want to see this again ar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go back fall in.. then have main band.. lol then.. Mrs Vivian Tan came in.. lol and i hide behind the file.. but still see me in the end.. but didnt say anything.. then after main band, Mrs Cassandra Tan came in.. lol and in my mind i say ( Wah Suay la.. 3 teachers.. sian.. lol left Mr Tan..) okay then she saw my hair.. was sooooooooo surprised that she didnt scold me or anything....=D  so the teachers talked about the camp and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we fall in and they said those not going camp go in band room so i went in.. lol and Mrs Cassandra Tan and Mrs Vivian Tan was in there so this was what happen (roughly nia cant remember) &lt;br /&gt;[After talking to Ethan about why he is not going to the camp]&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: then you lea?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:Going Overseas&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: orh okay come come let me see your hair.&lt;br /&gt;(walk to her)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: not bad .. you do your self ar?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: No..&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: orh okay la.. match your skin.. ( T_T too fair liao la me.. sian.. T_T )&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: so where you going?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: China&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: orh..&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Vivian Tan: Which part of China?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: Which part of China?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: err.. Beijing.    ( Saw mrs vivian tan looking at mrs cassandra tan awkwardly.. Hah! lol )&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: orh okay..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: yea ( starts to walk back )&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Cassandra Tan: Don't dye again next year ar!&lt;br /&gt;Ivan : orh okay okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later i found out that Mr Tan went to China.. PHEW =D and for punishment of hair do 30 push ups.. (meh no kick) then chiong go home.. celebrate! lol ( Get ready spray liao.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so that night i tried to play maple..cant patch.. dled the patch from the website.. cant also! so have to dl the whole client.. T_T then.. when it was going to finish 99% when this stupid pop up thing appear when i was playing WoW and was in danger i close it.. and yeah have to redownload it again sigh.. so when i logged in only found lala online.. lol and was still stuck in Omega Sector.. what the heck..  and then i forgot to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next day..woke up by my a phone call..  lazy to pick up.. then the caller called my handphone.. so i picked up.. it was my mum..she asked me what i want to eat.. and told me she took half day leave.. i look at my watch.. omg it was 12.30.. lol okay so played WoW whole day.. went out at about 3+pm ? to follow my mum buy 4D and spray.. then night... played Maple.. lol okay then play dota.. then now blogging.. okay .. guess today not much stamina.. going sleep.. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116413401857580609?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116413401857580609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116413401857580609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116413401857580609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116413401857580609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116362198521492635</id><published>2006-11-16T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:19:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!! i slept at 4am! and woke up at 7am.. was so freaking tired.. and giddy.. so i walk about.. and decided to sleep again.. woke up 730 bathe and go school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band as usual.. then i followed wee ong go to Macs.. rainald went too.. and ah ma , tim, edward, jianhao was there.. lol... and rainald spill his drink... stupid.. =P spend hours there.. then abt 3pm? left macs.. so wee ong wants to photocopy his score.. so i went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk.. saw the bus go.. crap.. lol waited for another bus.. board it.. and saw Wee ong they all.. lol (wee ong did looked at my direction.. wonder he got see me anot..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home.. freaking giddy.. tried to sleep but cant.. and i think i slept abt 5pm +++ and woke up by my mum at 6.20pm+ .. obviously still didnt sleep enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. at around 11.30 i went to WoW.. played.. till about 1.30am and stopped.. decided to watch Stay Alive at abt 2 or 3am.. hmm forgot.. i watched the starting.. the stupid bloody eye.. the stupid house.. and the stupid girl scream.. creep me out.. and stopped.. lol (starting only! a few secs.. and it was too late to watch that.. lol) so i watch wimbledon.. again starting only then alif talked to me.. and i ask him want to dota? lol okay so we played.. and till now.. 4am.. great.. dun feel tired at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im turning nocturnal.. this is bad.. real bad... (freaking tired at day.. freaking lively at night.. =/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116362198521492635?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116362198521492635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116362198521492635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116362198521492635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116362198521492635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-slept-at-4am-and-woke-up-at-7am.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116352679947265379</id><published>2006-11-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:55:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday!! went for band!! again i wasnt late.. yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Sukit's back.. and alif and youxian didnt come.. lol.. then it rained heavily.. so freaking heavy that the "tiles" from the celling drop down..and the wind was so strong.. lol so cooling..best feeling ever felt..so refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went back home..ate lunch.. and sleeep again.. lol(die habit liao.. keep sleeping in the afternoons)&lt;br /&gt;then night played WoW... blah blah blah.. played till about 4.30am?(keep on PvPing.. lol so freaking fun..) and tried to sleep.. but cant..(kept thinking about PvPing! dammit!) lol so about.. 5am+ then managed to sleep.. gahh.. lol.. and of course.. i dreamt about PvPing..-.-   its like.. being cursed.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So woke up about 12pm?(because alif called me.. and my phone dropped on the floor so cant really answer it in time..)then i smsed him.. and he call back.. and he said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alif:(some freaking loud and noisy sound) [shock me.. wtf..]&lt;br /&gt;Alif:Hello ivan? im going buy warcraft..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:huh?&lt;br /&gt;Alif:Warcraft 3..(some noisy sound) World of Warcraft...&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:orh...&lt;br /&gt;Alif:no la bluff you one.. i going buy Warcraft3..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:orh...okay.... ehh original or pirated?&lt;br /&gt;Alif:You think leh?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: .....(never say anything)&lt;br /&gt;Alif:Original la..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:orh.. you want me lend you the cd? cause no one playing online.. the battlenet..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: then??&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:we playing hamachi.. lan de..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: orh okay okay okay.. (sounds so sad..)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:orh bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa liews make me like some mood spoiler..feel so guilty..and what the heck.. wake me up just to tell me you gonna buy wc3? lol.. disturb my beauty sleep =( .. so.. okay start to have headaches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then alif called again..&lt;br /&gt;Alif:Erm Ivan, should i buy Warcraft 3 or Guild Wars?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: Anything la..&lt;br /&gt;Alif:Guild Wars can create only one character ar?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: no ar.. can make alot&lt;br /&gt;Alif: orh okay&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: Guild Wars must have guild then fun.. no guild no fun.. then Guild must be Singapore one also..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: orh okay.. then i don't think i want Guild Wars&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:orh..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: World Of Warcraft worth it anot?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: ya..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: One month pay how much?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: $25..&lt;br /&gt;Alif:you got how many months liao?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: i bought 2 months.. then they give me 1 month free i think.. so got 3 months lor..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: orh okay..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:hmm .. okay bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Alif: Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN he called AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: Hello ivan? can tell me the system requirements for Warcraft3?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: har... okay okay wait ar..&lt;br /&gt;(starts to dig out my battlechest.. and look all over it and cant find it)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: hmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;(then open it up.. search the books inside.. and found!)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: har.. got so much leh..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: nevermind just tell me one by one&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Alif: HUH?? i cannot hear you just tell me erm how much space needed?&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:***(forget what i said not bad word hor!)&lt;br /&gt;Alif: okay i have.. then the ***(Ram or videocard cant really remember.. not bad word!)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: ****(again.. i forgot..)&lt;br /&gt;Alif okay i have it too..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: wait ar i check my comp 1..... You know WoW 11gb?(trying to stall time) okay WC3 2,088mb&lt;br /&gt;Alif: 2 gig la&lt;br /&gt;Ivan:ya..&lt;br /&gt;Alif: okaaayy.......... i have...&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: okay.. bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Alif: Bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....what the hell la.. his in the shop.. and he cant ask the salesperson?.... and must ask me?.... (hair stands) &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so tried to "tong"(tolerate in teochew) but failed.. lol at 4pm.. slept.. and woke up about 6.50pm i think.. and i realise my music from my computer stop playing.. so went to check it out.. so.. nothing really happenned.. so i on the music.. after awhile.. i hear some voices outside of my room(my door is closed) then... i realised my brother is having tuition! ahhh!! lol so i quickly off the sound.. lol.. panic.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 9pm played dota with Alif,Gary,Gerald and Wee Ong and blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. i cant sleep thats why im blogging.. so i decided to watch "Shes the man", lol its okay okay.. abit stupid though... but what i really liked is.. THEY PLAYED All-American Rejects Songs in there!!! (Dirty Little Secret and Move Along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i better stop.. or else tomorrow late.. *Pray Hard that wont be late*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last thing... ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS ROCKS!!! AAR ROCKS!!!!!!!!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******The Conversation between Alif and Me not all the words he and i said is exact.. but the main idea is there la..******    ( Alif IF you feel Insulted , I Apologise..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116352679947265379?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116352679947265379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116352679947265379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116352679947265379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116352679947265379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-went-for-band-again-i-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116335450627566433</id><published>2006-11-13T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:57:13.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Woke up at 11-12am.... so i played WoW then dad came back with all my books.. and have to pack my table.. so cant play WoW =(.. and finally finished.. and it was super dusty.. and kept coughing..  quite disappointed that my Biology textbook isnt the one i was expecting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Evening my mum have to attend a wedding dinner so went back home from church with my brother..and on the way we bet what our father is going to buy for us for dinner XD  so my brother said " Chicken Wing and Orh Lua(Oyster Omelette) and Huiyi said "Curry Rice" and i say "Wanton Mee and Hokkien Mee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back and waited.. lol and yea! i won! haha we had Hokkien Mee for dinner.. lol.. it was a lot! then we talked about names.. names that we going to give to our children next time.. lol.. My brother said he want to name his son Shocki.. so his name will be Shocki Ng.. Shocking! lol or something like that... lol XD(cant really remember the other example he gave..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day.. i went for Catechism and woohoo! it's the last lesson.. and we had a little gathering after the lesson.. then went back home.. and STARVE .. was so freaking hungry.. and cant eat or do anything as my brother's tuition teacher is outside.. so have to starve.. =( lol then i slept.. and woke up.. and watch Meet with parents... lol  its a nice show .. lol  and yea the bomb bomb bomb part was funny.. ( agrees with Jiexin ) lol.. so played dota with Wee Ong, Gary and Gerald.. lol.. it was fun.. lol and while playing i watched "Friends" lol and it was very funny too.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay have to sleep early.. tomorrow have band.. sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116335450627566433?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116335450627566433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116335450627566433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116335450627566433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116335450627566433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-saturday-woke-up-at-11-12am.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116318956553770543</id><published>2006-11-11T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T04:12:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawns.. so tired..  okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday(9 nov) went to Vivo City with my Mum and Sis! Woah that place is huge.. and nice.. so much nice shops!! Zara,Topman,Gap,Levis and many many more! The Zara Suits are damn nice.. haha.. The Tangs in Vivo City is quite small though.. =/ anyway Vivo City rocks! wish can go again next time haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday.. i thought i set the alarm at 7am..and it rang at 7.45.. =/.. and yeah! i wasnt late! first time!! =) the whole day was sectional.. slack whole day... waste time.. then went to wee ong house.. get my WC3 disc and give him movies to watch..and played WoW for awhile.. laggy though.. then went home.. sleep.. was freaking tired.Had KFC for dinner.. lol.. now still figuring out the Warcraft3 no cd crack.. sigh.. didnt play WoW much.. also figuring how get that stupid AddOns.. sigh.. lol.. i watched Constantine also.. It was nice.. but Confusing.. they talk so soft! and some scenes just cant be played.. sigh.. but it was nice though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway You guys asked me to change the font colour.. but.. HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Whats Up with Channel 5!?!? ... showing Golf on a Friday Night? dammit.. its freaking boring.. sigh.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116318956553770543?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116318956553770543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116318956553770543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116318956553770543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116318956553770543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116291083804749016</id><published>2006-11-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:50:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Crap.. i did that 38 questions.. and it turns out like that..(because i copy and paste the questions from jiexin's blog..) Sorry for the inconvenience...8(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i shall describe last night what happen. I was playing WoW and suddenly theres no sound(i was playing songs) then suddenly it have again. So i thought maybe my speakers got problem. and it happened a few more times..Then June said "Scary music starts" lol okay..  So i tried on Full blast. and i can hear the WoW music. So i knew it wasnt my speaker and it was my.. iTunes.. so i open my iTunes and say this "?" beside on song(which means cannot locate that song) so i open my computer and look in my hard disk inside the iTunes folder and found it... Empty.. and then i found everything else Empty..And My WoW got Dced.. and yea i start to panic and i went to ask my brother, Jon, Ken ang and Eoryth! Okay i could not think of anything.. was freaking out.. mind in a state of Chaos.. Confused.. Eoryth asked me to off my computer and plug out the hard disk and on and plug it in again.. Ken Ang DID asked me to do that.. but he was freaking irritating i didn't listen to him..  And yes i did stupid things.. i deleted my WoW and my WC3.. great.. but i managed to install my WoW back last night leaving my computer on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i slept at 4am.. and woke up at 9am? and continue sleeping.. till abt 11 or 12.. then i ate lunch  and went to shirley and get some long pants for my sec 3 =P. and i spend my afternoon watching MTV.. lol i also played Neopets for awhile.. lol.. it sure brings back memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to sleep. Tomorrow need to wake up for band. Hope i can Wake up.. =/ good luck to me! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116291083804749016?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116291083804749016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116291083804749016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116291083804749016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116291083804749016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116291002972187783</id><published>2006-11-07T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:37:58.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;by Jiexin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1)How old do you wish you are?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;21! then no more Army and can drive car!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2)What do you do when the vending machines steals your money?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;say"What the hell, Nabei. Kope my money" Hit the machine and walk away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3)Do you count yourself Kind?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yes yes! i help people okay?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Japanese&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Last time.. now no..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;no..?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yeap!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yea..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;MTV,Channel 56, Nickeolodean, Disney =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My room&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;11) Showers or Baths?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;baths&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;12) Do you paint your nails?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;..What do you think? no la..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;13) Do you trust people easily?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yea kinda..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;14) What are your phobias?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Insects except Ants and mosquitoes and houseflies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;15) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Last time.(around primary 1-4) and stopped.. and use the journal for notebook now =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;16) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Somewhere out there! Pubbing or clubbing or pooling would be nice.. =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;17) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My Blanket =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;18) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Heavy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;19) Are you paranoid?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Not really.. okay kinda.. after that hard disk incident..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;20) Are you impatient?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kinda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;21) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dont really have any pick-up line..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;22) What's your main ring tone on your mobile?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;it WAS Wake me up when september ends-Green Day until its been sent for repair..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;23) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WoWing =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;24) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Probably after further explanation from you,with regards to that post.. but yeah, it's interesting :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;25) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Butterfly Effect&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;26) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My Necklace, Watch and soon my braces?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;27) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.... Green and blue?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;28) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Wings!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;29) I can't wait till...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Band Ends..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;30) How tall are you barefoot?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hmm..? 160++++??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;31) Do you own a gun?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My Watergun =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;32) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;..? water?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;33) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hugging my wife.. 8)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;34) Last thing you ate?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bread?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;35) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dont know.. 8(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;36) What's your favorite candy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hmm...? dont know..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;37) if you have three wishes, what would they be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HAH! Wish for Unlimited Wishes and wish everything i want (8.. Damn im smart..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(Perfect Teeth, Bigger Room and.. A Hug!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;38) Four random people to do this!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Melissa (After your O's)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lala (After Your O's)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alif&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116291002972187783?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116291002972187783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116291002972187783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116291002972187783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116291002972187783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/by-jiexin-1how-old-do-you-wish-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116283997311020066</id><published>2006-11-07T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T03:06:13.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank YOU SO MUCH Eoryth! you save my hard disk! Thanks Alot!! =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116283997311020066?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116283997311020066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116283997311020066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116283997311020066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116283997311020066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-so-much-eoryth-you-save-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116283888160241514</id><published>2006-11-07T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:48:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay lol woke up at 6am+ this morning.. to pee lol.. was freaking urgent.. then i went back to bed.. and woke up by the alarm clock at 7am+.. so i thought okay... let me rest awhile before i wake up .. and.. yeap.. i fell asleep.. then my mum start calling home.. and woke up by one of the calls.. and say the time.. 8.19am.. omg.. and i knew i was going to be late.. lol.. i quickly get ready.. never bathe that morning.. hair abit messy.. lol so rushed there.. reached 9.03.. and Ms Ong come scold me 3 mins nia!! ok i cant think of anything at this moment im panicking like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and play WoW blah blah blah...(okay im panicking bad..crap cant think of anything!) okay..and i spend my afternoon playing WoW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night.. =(  i went to get some movies from my bro ( constantine, Butterfly Effect, Stay Alive, Wimbledon and Shes the man) okay so i played WoW till 1.50am like that.. and weird things starts to happen.. songs sstart to cut short.. and skipped.. and then.. i got dced from WoW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. i found out.. things in my Hard Disk.. are.... GONE.. 8( and i start to panic... which is now.. im freaking scared.. i went to ask my bro.. and stuffs.. okay and i asked jon.. and he said.. its corrupted.. and im superr scared now.. and panicking.. i dont know what to do.. i want to find ppl to talk to.. but.. its so late!! and no one is online.. i cant play WoW.. my songs are gone.. my Movies too.. Dammit.. i need someone to console me.. =(  well Jon did help .. and ken ang aint helping much.. okay and he starts to talk in symbols and stuffs and its irritating me.. and.. i accidentally deleted WC3...  SIAN LA  hard disk 1 mth old nia.. so fast.. spoil.. why i never take care!?!? 8(.. sigh.. i wish someone could help me.. or at least calm me down at this moment..... sibei kek sim( heart pain)  =(..  okay Ken Ang just making me worse.. gahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Eoryth.. you really helped me alot.. =).. Guess i have to play neopets with Jiexin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Goodbye WoW.. Musics.. and .. Movies.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116283888160241514?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116283888160241514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116283888160241514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116283888160241514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116283888160241514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-lol-woke-up-at-6am-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116274533341413284</id><published>2006-11-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:41:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo Today morning... Experienced the Lord!! lol.. It all started when my dad woke me up for Catechism class. so i woke up, but lazy to get out of bed. and slowly.. i fell asleep, then suddenly a abit fierce voice shout " IVAN!!" then i woke up and opened my eyes WIDE and saw.. no one..!! lol so... i assume is the Lord calling me to go to Catechism Class.. lol.. so i went to Catechism Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and they were setting up the projector and letting us watch the show "Signs From God, Science Tests Faith" lol and they had a hard time setting up.. lol.. then one of the teacher on the fan and took the projector and let the fan blow it awhile.. lol.. it was kinda funny.. lol XD.. okay then we watched that "Signs from God, Science tests Faith" and yeah it was freaky and scary.. lol my hair stand throughout the whole thing.. but it was not as scary as the first one we watched.. i shall not elaborate about what is shown(some might not want to read about it) but you can ask me if you want..8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thats over, my uncles came to my house. And one of my uncle was talking about Aikido Shinju-kai.. lol and he brought a Brocheur(dont know how to spell) and read it loud to me.. lol. The description about Aikido was funny and i kept laughing.. lol. Then we had Steamboat for lunch wif my uncles and when we ate the "first round" then my mum come and refill the steamboat. Then after awhile my Uncle hold the soup ladle and wanted to scoop and we all told him its not ready yet then he said "Wa lau, Ivan you see your mummy lar, ask me to eat then not cooked. Trying to make me lao sai ar? " or something like that.. LOL and i kept laughing.. haha.. and we ate and chat and laugh..Then i went to sleep... and my paternal uncle came and took my red tie while i was sleeping.. lol...didnt have a chance to say hi.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, it wasn't really a peaceful night. lol got quarrels.. and got "Wars" lol XD not gonna talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian lea  tomorrow got band.. haha    Lol noticed i use lea? and not leh?!? lol! i have the June Disease! lol XD just kidding 8P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and remember this thing, Think Twice before you say anything..to you it might mean nothing but to another it means alot.. One of the commandment.. Thall shall not kill..it might not only mean that murdering is a sin.. Using WORDS to kill or hurt people feelings.. its also a SIN .. so.. Watch you words =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Off To bed!    &lt;br /&gt;|  [O]  |          &lt;br /&gt;                                   | /|\ |&lt;br /&gt;|    /\    |                Lol Got nothing to do 8P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116274533341413284?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116274533341413284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116274533341413284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116274533341413284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116274533341413284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/woo-today-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116266507966190527</id><published>2006-11-05T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:31:19.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay today added a new tagboard and some links hehe..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well nothing much really happen today.. haha .. woke up.. and found.. my parents missing! and thought that they went to church.. but after awhile they still missing! haha okay.. and i was starving.. with no lunch.. =( and they came back around .. 2pm+? lol  and it turns out that they went shopping and bought this steamboat.. and its kinda small .. lol and my mum was so excited bout it.. lol.. then i went to church and reached abt 6.18pm and was late.. lol.. and the whole session i was in a daze...(fell asleep before going to church and havnt really woke up..) and yea i didn't listen to what the priest says.. was dazing.. stoning.. lol.. okay then after that i went home.. and Gawd.. i was tired.. but i manage to survive till 2.23am!! =D okay off to bed now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116266507966190527?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116266507966190527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116266507966190527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116266507966190527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116266507966190527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-today-added-new-tagboard-and-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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-6467265.post-116258352587564310</id><published>2006-11-04T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:52:05.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! Deleted All my posts and change skin! And Yup! my Blog's Back Again..not Really Complete.. and Dont Really Know How Long it will last but at least i remove those embarrassing things i wrote... lol..While Deleting my posts .. it sure brings back memories.. haha..   yawns its 3.25am right now!! haha played WoW till 2.30am then went to edit my blog 8)   crazy... i spend hours finding a party for Gnomeregan(dungeon) don't understand why people so afraid of that ... okay enough of WoW.. lol anyway on Wednesday (1st nov 06) at 1am.. timothy come tell me that need do and handup that chinese project.. and yup.. of course i panic.. lol and the next day.. i woke up.. and told justin hoping he could help me pass it up for me as the journey from my house to school and back is 1 hour! and if i go and JUST to hand up that stupid project.. i waste like.. 1 hour..  sadly didnt ask justin.. lol but we decide to meet and hand in together.. so i was on my way.. and it just stop raining.. then when i crossed a road.. i realised i forgot my wallet.. and i rush back and took it.. and only my way down the stairs.. yep.. i slipped and fell.. and ouch.. it does hurts..(jiexin must be laughing like mad if she sees this..) and i was holding my ipod when i fell! i quickly stand and check whether my ipod is okay.. lol and i saw someone walked pass.. then i continue down the stairs and saw this kindergarden girl looking worried (guess must be worried bout me.. haha so sweet..) but the maid was pulling her lol.. then i went to school and met justin and when on my way back.. at the central i slipped at those giants steps.. and ouch.. again.. and since the floor was wet my pants was wet too.. luckily my house was nearby 8P and yes.. so many people around none cares.. wa liews...and on friday i went for band.. and My Whole Section Did Not Come.. Only Me... and i have to check for the spoiled instruments.. and write down.. and carry this and that.. and blah blah blah.. and yea it was kinda tiring.. haha.. later during the main band yea everyone all blamed me.. for the timing..gahh.. lol .. oooh its 3.43 am liao.. and on ch.5 theres the show Battle of the network reality stars.. lol interesting i want go watch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467265-116258352587564310?l=bastion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/feeds/116258352587564310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6467265&amp;postID=116258352587564310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116258352587564310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467265/posts/default/116258352587564310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bastion.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-deleted-all-my-posts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835352131462116843</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></feed>
