<?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-16851882</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:49:38.477+08:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>So Take Me As You Find Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-8432584725356126408</id><published>2007-12-05T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:16.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1YBm605LcI/AAAAAAAAA7g/c_GbDGXHls0/s1600-h/88.888km.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1YBm605LcI/AAAAAAAAA7g/c_GbDGXHls0/s320/88.888km.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140297792827764162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks tk for making this pic!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i'm flying off today.. in abt 4hours time.. lol.. to viet!! =)&lt;br /&gt;be back on 12dec.. but dun expect the blog to be updated as fast too.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8432584725356126408?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8432584725356126408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8432584725356126408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8432584725356126408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8432584725356126408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/12/flying-off.html' title='flying off'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1YBm605LcI/AAAAAAAAA7g/c_GbDGXHls0/s72-c/88.888km.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-746499880169487457</id><published>2007-12-04T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS~~</title><content type='html'>and now for the ever random things we do.. no one can ever forget those suppers we had at the canteen when no one else was around.. prob all asleep.. haha.. washington was always the only one awake in the canteen drinking dessert which always was green bean or red bean.. or MIX.. lol.. ghost stories were told and we just scare everyone who was there and headed back to the bunk in the still of the night.. u could say we are siao bah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;o ya.. i never thought of it.. but singing can really pass the time when ur kayaking super long distances!! haha.. sorry jalene yingzhen and huishan [they were my partners] that u had to tolerate my singing.. haha.. Ryan from AJ became my good friend i tell u.. not only cause we sang on so many occasions.. but also that he's my unofficial FnB partner! haha.. all happened after i made it to SAF yatch club after being rescued.. well sorta.. found ryan and started chatting.. helped moved some kayaks and equipments up to the dock.. and eventually ended up picked by steven tgt with ryan to get some hot milo from the restaurant there.. haha.. we kinda took the appointment a lil serious though.. lol.. we started filling the cups up with milo and went around shouting FREE MILO!! haha.. when ppl asked us to help those who were coming up.. guess u could say we wanted to slack or smth.. we went back and distributed MILO to those who just came back.. haha.. that wasnt the only time of cuz.. during comm service while at the orphanage.. me and ryan helped distribute the Mee Goreng again! haha.. he's a great radio.. FnB and my sweeper during the 4th day of Sea Ex.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya... the final stretch back to OBS was the most fun by far!! WATER WARS.. haha.. tio scolded by Sea Ex leader alot of time... but no one really cared..lol.. we were like.. everyone FLOOD NEHRU 5 KAYAK!! [its basically a way of identifying.. the numbers were on the back of our life vests.] yup.. total funness.. then we decided to attack the Nav for that day.. we were like.. everyone catch up with the sea ex leader!! stay close to them! move closer!! lol.. it was just hilarious lah!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fine weather is good, but you'll learn nothing. Therefore, I wish you the worst of conditions&lt;/blockquote&gt;SeaX leader : Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna do the whole thing again.. =) OBS.. a life changing experience.. the journey doesen end there.. it starts from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it gets personal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;calvin - thanks bro for being part of the watch! ur a great guy to talk to! hard to believe we didn meeet each other earlier.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;daryl - hey man! u IMBA pool player.. haha.. totally love ur handwriting!! lol.. that's besides e point.. lol.. thx for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jalene - hello girl.. thanks for being my kayaking partner during the 2nd kayak experience.. sorry to make u endure my horrible singing.. but we had fun yea? =) had fun crapping with you too!..juz wanna say thx to you for so many things.. it would fill up the whole page really.. haha.. so.. tytytytytytytyty!! most impt would be.. thanks for bringing ur cam and the PHOTOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gabriel (bobo) - hey man.. u sure brighten up the watch.. those jokes of urs.. gonna keep urs short.. can always tell u by juz walking to ur house.. lol.. 3min away nia!! let's rock vietnam from tml onwards!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;huishan - hey girl!! guess we could talk the whole day through! haha.. thanks for being my kayaking partner too!! and hey.. dun worry so much bout the kayak being unbalanced! i can counter it one!! haha.. =) sorry to make u endure my singing and riding the tall waves also.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kenneth - thx.. eh wait.. why the hell am i thanking myself.. ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;liying - hey girl! thanks for being so strong minded and joining us back in the kayaking despite having a fever!! u always push urself to be with the rest.. and that's a quality i admire u for!.. o ya.. happy belated btw!! haha.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;norwin - hey man.. u and bobo are husbands i tell you... 2 jokers.. 1 is enough to make the watch fun.. 2 of u guys just makes it the most fun watch to be in!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;patrick - heys.. sorry if i was harsh on u that night.. not sure if i pushed it... but yea.. if i did.. i'm sorry.. =) ur a great guy man.. though u stole yingzhen's signature space on my card.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;rezza - thanks for being the friendly resourceful and kind guy u always been.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;siao chi - Heya!! u really surprised me!! ur such a strong kayaker!! totally changes my mindset abt ____ ok.. sorry! haha.. ur a great gal! though i thought the student council signed on my card initially.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shu qin - thanks for being there always!! haha.. tryin to make us laugh with that song u cant stop singing of urs.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wenyu - wen geok!! haha.. didn know who signed my card when i saw the name lah!! ur a great gal.. duno how come u got so much interest in turning my torch dynamo though.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yingfang - hello u goldfish.. thanks for being there always!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yingzhen - hello girl.. thanks for being my first partner for kayaking and enduring my singing.. haha.. ur a really strong girl who just cant seem to not talk!! lol.. kept my company the whole trip long.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zhan yuan - yo cool guy.. though u weren't with us during the trip back.. u were with us in spirit!! blam the the boat for hitting u.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VC2605LaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ODPfqhJ2C4U/s1600-h/OBS034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VC2605LaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ODPfqhJ2C4U/s320/OBS034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140088060984765858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;final group shots.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VC3a05LbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/5ACaUevS3so/s1600-h/OBS035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VC3a05LbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/5ACaUevS3so/s320/OBS035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140088069574700466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gonna miss u ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCZq05LVI/AAAAAAAAA6o/CFAs6H2MqjE/s1600-h/OBS002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCZq05LVI/AAAAAAAAA6o/CFAs6H2MqjE/s320/OBS002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140087558473592146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of us guys.. the first photo of the whole thing? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCa605LWI/AAAAAAAAA6w/_htjzM6C-T8/s1600-h/OBS025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCa605LWI/AAAAAAAAA6w/_htjzM6C-T8/s320/OBS025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140087579948428642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCba05LXI/AAAAAAAAA64/lQOKg6m23mY/s1600-h/OBS026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCba05LXI/AAAAAAAAA64/lQOKg6m23mY/s320/OBS026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140087588538363250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;slacking when we decided not to do high elements!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCcK05LYI/AAAAAAAAA7A/lGdSNk2W5SA/s1600-h/OBS030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCcK05LYI/AAAAAAAAA7A/lGdSNk2W5SA/s320/OBS030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140087601423265154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some of us nua the whole thing through right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCcq05LZI/AAAAAAAAA7I/TWNi0KjW1_o/s1600-h/OBS033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VCcq05LZI/AAAAAAAAA7I/TWNi0KjW1_o/s320/OBS033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140087610013199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fav time of the trip.. though not so for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Washington - hey watch! thanks u all for being in this watch and making it so fun for all of us!! we nua.. we kayak.. we suppered.. and nua somemore.. lol.. and that's washington for us!! gonna miss u guys so much.. we must have another outing soon!! haha "NUA"shington rox!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-746499880169487457?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/746499880169487457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=746499880169487457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/746499880169487457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/746499880169487457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/12/obs.html' title='OBS~~'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/R1VC2605LaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ODPfqhJ2C4U/s72-c/OBS034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-5832679072440179826</id><published>2007-11-28T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:17:37.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS~</title><content type='html'>9 days spent.. 9 days rewarded.. 9 days of memories.. 88.8km of kayaking covered.. storms braved.. friendship forged.. ppl bonded.. the total package? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington.. it used to simply remind me where the white house is.. and the first american president.. now its more than that.. it is an identity.. a sense of belonging.. 16names.. engraved in its milestone as that of 901/07 - 01..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. so i might be a week overdue for this update.. nope.. dun expect any photos though.. didn bring my camera along.. gotta wait for the other side to send it to me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. u cant really expect me to rmb everything that happened day by day right.. so i guess i'll just rant my feelings about it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;strangers we were once.. quiet random personality i portrayed.. initially.. i have no idea as to why i did that anyways.. so weird for me to be quiet.. juz feels wrong.. either ways.. getting to know everyone wasn't as hard as it seems.. everytime we got a chance.. we just start to play ice breaking games.. forming a circle at any place without prompting as if it was the right thing to do.. *guess its an effect of being in too many camps* and it started.. with trust fall.. in a muddy field.. lol.. so much for bringing my shoes.. getting it dirty on the first day.. sadness.. haha.. kayaking soon came into play as the intructors taught as the know how in their bandits as we kayaked out in the.. zzz.. fiber-glass double seater's.. nv thought i would have to sit in it again..no matter.. it was fun i guess.. haha.. my partner was yingzhen.. a first time kayaker but headstrong and never gives up... =) just the qualities needed to compensate the lack of experience! guess i'm lucky! she came with me on the first day of the Sea Expedition.. the one day where everything went wrong for everyone.. sadly.. the current was against us.. the wind too.. and we tread milled for 4 miles.. crazy shit.. me and yingzhen managed somehow to reach the yellow buoy.. the last destination b4 the rescue began due to nightfall.. we were the first of 5 kayaks to reach there.. and i'm really proud of it.. and of yingzhen also.. cuz i became sea sick for a while b4 the final stretch and she carried on paddling.. thx girl! rescue was anything but beautiful i would say... some of those being rescued were separated as the line snapped.. some were towed beside the mother-boat with cold waves splashing at them.. i could only stand by and watch from the mother-boat and regret having my kayak pulled up onto the boat which would have allowed more to come on board.. sigh..i felt so helpless..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if the sky pitied us.. but i tink it did... the sky was cloudless and decorated with a score of stars.. Washington didn bother pitching up tents that night.. we juz laid on the ground and gazed at the stars till we slept..&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of sea-ex i partnered with jalene as she had some issues with her original partner.. and so we kayaked to batam from the yatch club.. =) and we beached up on the wrong beach.. wtf.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;3rd day was comm service which me and 9 others led.. we visited a school which we were supposedly meant to teach but ended up fooling around.. lol.. we also "reno" an orphanage..&lt;br /&gt;4th day was the journey back and i was the Nav for that day which i aimed to kayak back to OBS.. having only 2 hours of sleep.. i entered in and out of lala land.. the expedition also did so with me as i went off course a few times cuz i snoozed off.. gosh.. so sorry guys..  the attempt failed and we were forced to beach up on changi beach due to bad weather.. it was a freaking storm.. worse then the first day of sea ex.. argh.. we went back on the last day.. to OBS..&lt;br /&gt;i shall update more on the details soon..&lt;br /&gt;gotta rush out some reports.. till. then.. hopefully by friday.. haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington 901/07-01 [alphabetical order]&lt;br /&gt;calvin&lt;br /&gt;daryl&lt;br /&gt;jalene&lt;br /&gt;gabriel (bobo)&lt;br /&gt;huishan&lt;br /&gt;kenneth&lt;br /&gt;liying&lt;br /&gt;norwin&lt;br /&gt;patrick&lt;br /&gt;rezza&lt;br /&gt;siao chi&lt;br /&gt;shu qin&lt;br /&gt;wenyu&lt;br /&gt;yingfang&lt;br /&gt;yingzhen&lt;br /&gt;zhan yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories forged.. never forgotten.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5832679072440179826?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5832679072440179826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5832679072440179826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5832679072440179826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5832679072440179826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/11/obs.html' title='OBS~'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-4267037687928914984</id><published>2007-11-12T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:11:19.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last hours</title><content type='html'>it's always been a game of hide and seek.. the torment of being a seeker as u scrutinize every single corner to find your objective.. when u do.. its a moment of elation and jubilation.. but most of the time u are simply wandering around.. no solid destination, no concrete mindset, simply just trying to get things right.. such is my case..&lt;br /&gt;something happened recently.. a sign perhaps? of something better.. of a new me.. again.. over the years.. i've been adjusting myself to fit in.. and my pride has always gotten in the way.. it's alright being proud i guess.. but i tink i'm way over the top on that personality.. ppl have pointed it out to me once again.. i guess that takes the cake.. its about time i really reflect on this.. be more humble kenneth.. u gotta. stop being someone u know u aint.. just be someone u are.. what u always have been..&lt;br /&gt;OBS is coming round.. juz 1 more day of urban life for me b4 i set off for a place away from here.. a place cut off from everything else.. a place where i can truly reflect and just be myself.. in a camp with everyone else.. for 9 days.. i wonder what it will be like.. i guess it will be fun.. i gotta be more self-conscious.. not to show off so much.. juz be well.. less loud for once.. =)&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. i juz needed to say this out.. so as to serve as a vague reminder to myself what i want to do.. this aint some random rambling.. heck no..&lt;br /&gt;Lord above.. help me with this daunting task..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4267037687928914984?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4267037687928914984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4267037687928914984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4267037687928914984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4267037687928914984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-hours.html' title='last hours'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1970400120157996763</id><published>2007-11-08T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:26:44.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turmoil</title><content type='html'>PW is over.. i guess i should be happy about that right? or is this smile simply a facade..&lt;br /&gt;i try to smile.. every now and any other random then.. momentary jubilation i would call it.. sad moments and guilt tend to have a longer lasting impact on u.. its a cruel fact of life..&lt;br /&gt;how true it is..&lt;br /&gt;it was during the night cycle.. my bike was having some problems so i ended up moving to the back of the group.. the rest went ahead.. i caught up with liying and she had this terrified look on her face.. her eyes told of lost and anxiety.. complexion told of insecurity and fear.. she relied on me to lead the way.. fearing she might have gone astray.. i tried my best to console her and reassure her.. but experience in this i severely lack.. her tone became more scared.. i could tell she was holding back tears.. i knew i was on the right, somewhat i guessed.. i wanted to be doubly sure so i stopped and pondered.. that was when liying almost broke down.. she asked.. well more of a desperate request for me to call to ensure we are where i thought we are.. we found the way in the end.. a sense of relief calmed me.. i asked if she was alright.. her reply.. obviously was she was.. but her tone didn seem right.. i felt guilt.. guilt that i made her worry.. that i made her fear.. made her insecure.. what am i.. a 17year old male.. not even able to provide her a sense of security she needed at that moment.. logical reasoning would tell me that its not my fault as i was not familiar with the place.. that i do not have photographic memory.. but still i felt this overwhelming sense of guilt and that it was my fault..&lt;br /&gt;everyone was on the floor going to sleep and already snoozing when we reached.. i headed for the beach and just sat there.. i didn tink anyone really noticed.. or at least i thought no one did.. i just sat there as i hear the wave lapped.. eyes scanning past the darken horizon.. a dark blue picture of pulau ubin.. i sat there and prayed.. i talked to him.. and i sang.. it calmed me.. i felt him.. i wonder just how long was it since i actually did this for so long.. i was there for almost 20min.. it was that long..&lt;br /&gt;Wee Liang noticed my absence.. i lied saying i just went to the beach to stone and space out.. maybe it was true.. but more accurately i was pouring my heart out to someone i knew was willing to hear me..&lt;br /&gt;Liying.. it doesen really matter if u dun read this.. i just want u to know.. i'm sorry for what i've done and for what i was not able to accomplish..&lt;br /&gt;残念&lt;br /&gt;유감스러운&lt;br /&gt;抱歉&lt;br /&gt;traurig&lt;br /&gt;i probably wont talk and tink abt this anymore.. but i know it will be lock in my memory.. for those who know.. dun bring it up k? i feel bad enough as it is.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1970400120157996763?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1970400120157996763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1970400120157996763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1970400120157996763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1970400120157996763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/11/turmoil.html' title='turmoil'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1419046182035575777</id><published>2007-10-30T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:18.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 is one 2 is two</title><content type='html'>The numbers we all use (1, 2, 3, 4, etc.) are known as " arabic " numbers to distinguish them from the " Roman Numerals " (I, II, III, IV, V, VI, etc). Actually the arabs popularized these numbers but they were originally used by the early phonecian traders to count and keep track of their trading accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought why ....... 1 means "one", and 2 means "two"? The roman numerals are easy to understand but what was the logic  behind the phonecian numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about angles !&lt;br /&gt;It's the number of angles. If one writes the numbers down (see below) on a piece of paper in their older forms, one quickly sees why. I have marked the angles with "o"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 1 has one angle.&lt;br /&gt;No 2 has two angles.&lt;br /&gt;No 3 has three angles.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "O" has no angles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RycfcF0unGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/dwmV9uJPlAc/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RycfcF0unGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/dwmV9uJPlAc/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127101268244733026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rycdql0unEI/AAAAAAAAA6U/_eG06VhV2bA/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1419046182035575777?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1419046182035575777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1419046182035575777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1419046182035575777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1419046182035575777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-is-one-2-is-two.html' title='1 is one 2 is two'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RycfcF0unGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/dwmV9uJPlAc/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1517804471750785438</id><published>2007-10-25T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:22:25.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Let me be the bandage for your bleeding;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the ocean for your tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the secret of your healing;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the song to still your fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't love that cannot love in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Nor is it love that turns away from pain;&lt;br /&gt;Nor would I love would I not hold your sadness&lt;br /&gt;And with my love your love of life sustain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do not think your malady a burden,&lt;br /&gt;And do not think my willingness deceit.&lt;br /&gt;Just let your sorrow flow into my garden,&lt;br /&gt;And I will share with you the harvest sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1517804471750785438?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1517804471750785438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1517804471750785438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1517804471750785438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1517804471750785438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/10/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-7246018696923551524</id><published>2007-10-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:56:45.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://h1.ripway.com/4evasky/image001.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/4evasky/thumbnails/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sign up for chingay 2008 at &lt;a href="www.bank4u.org"&gt;www.bank4u.org&lt;/a&gt;! we need 1500 volunteers so plz spread the word! any queries.. u can conatct me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7246018696923551524?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7246018696923551524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7246018696923551524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7246018696923551524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7246018696923551524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/10/chingay-08.html' title='Chingay 08'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-8326969035388105633</id><published>2007-10-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:14:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK</title><content type='html'>back to blogging after such a long hiatus.. ok maybe not so.. was simply too lazy to update. haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. results were out.. news of our promotion was more or less leaked out in some way..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really sure of my finalised results.. cuz they said there would be some moderation.. so i wont post it up just yet.. be patient and wait till friday! haha&lt;br /&gt;to be frank.. nothing big happened to me as of late.. really.. other than the PW stuff we been doing.. with a certain someone not doing a shit.. and giving us a shitty attitude.. ok enuf with that..&lt;br /&gt;i have been running every morning with bobo recently.. i have no idea what made me wake up at 5 every morn to run when i could have slept till late.. running about 5km each morn and additional after school on my own.. guess i want to ensure i get my 30points next year for NAFA bah.. and of cuz maintain that 10min timing for 2.4km!&lt;br /&gt;a ruckus was made in class recently.. over the meeting of the VP.. i somehow felt no emotions in me.. it cant really be that i was too into WR.. i felt cut off.. disconnected somehow.. its affecting me even outside.. i find it harder to be who i am more and more.. CA on weekends seemed to be a means of escape from everything else.. and now i have found yet another thing to occupy myself with.. CHINGAY'08.. i made it into EXCO for it.. and now am the Head for Logistics.. i never expected myself to make it into this.. let alone being part of the EXCO.. i mean.. i'm not even juz a member of the sub comm.. but HEAD of it.. gosh.. good and bad i guess.. i now have to make the decisions for the event.. and my first task it to find a place to house.. 1500 people for training! gosh lah.. where am i to find such a big place? i mean.. i know NTU has.. but.. location wise.. its a bit.. erm.. A BIT out of e way for everyone.. so yup.. if ur campus has  a place big enuf to fit these ppl.. muz tell me!&lt;br /&gt;so yup.. that's it for now! i will try to update as much as possible bah.. lol.. hey.. u dun expect me to spill out everything that happened during the past month right.. haha.. so ya.. be contented with this short post! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8326969035388105633?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8326969035388105633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8326969035388105633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8326969035388105633'/><link 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met the criteria for promotion.. most of us did.. thank you GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the exams over.. why are we still in sch u might ask. well its for PW.. but i tend to use the time to play sports rather then to do PW.. its such a waste of time.. i rather sleep at home.. gosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4526489206470892709?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4526489206470892709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4526489206470892709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4526489206470892709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4526489206470892709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/10/aoi-kaze.html' title='Aoi Kaze'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-8803434927967963357</id><published>2007-09-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:30:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light at the end of the tunnel?</title><content type='html'>its been one heck of a week.. exams.. exams.. and well juz exams!&lt;br /&gt;we entered this arena of darkness, not knowing if we will make it to see the light.. battered but living.. or never to see and live in darkness for eternity..&lt;br /&gt;we gave it all we got.. vomited out literally everything we memorized.. messed up our brains as we did those sums.&lt;br /&gt;we saw it yesterday..that light.. it shines of sirius.. a glimmer of what's to come.. we juz have to embrace it..&lt;br /&gt;now what remains is for us to know our fate.. will we promote? will ODAC move on as one as we wanted to.. will 310 and 309 be folded into one as the rumours says? all these at the moment remain unclear.. i cant tell the future.. i can only prepare for what's to come.. if i do promote.. is it really a good thing for me? i guess well.. nah.. i'll just have to go through with it.. 1 more year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.. promos are over.. so why talk abt it! lol.. i had fun celebrating the end of promos with the 103ppl.. i really duno what will happen to me had i not known them.. my life would pretty much be a living hell.. i probably have lost my motivation to study.. the decision to drop to poly might have become extremely tempting..&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at white sands before heading playing basketball in one of the HDB estates near me and bobo house.. they all then came over to my place to juz chill.. playing xbox mainly Halo3 and FIFA if u muz know.. singing along with the guitar.. using my comp..&lt;br /&gt;to be able to just show who i am.. what i am.. my own personality so freely and not be restrained by anything cuz u juz know some ppl dun appreciate it.. cuz they are just in conflict with the way you tink and do stuff.. to be always in wanting to find fault in everything u do.. i thought i could remedy it by open house.. but that's just a far cry.. some things are just way beyond repair..&lt;br /&gt;4days remain before i have to return back to sch again.. haha.. and its practically for open hse and PW..&lt;br /&gt;here's what's to come for me..&lt;br /&gt;Sat - CA and BACK TO CHURCH!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Sun - Nothing as of Yet&lt;br /&gt;Mon - CA, Zoo's children's day celebration and ODAC&lt;br /&gt;Tues - ODAC outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bzbzbz.. haha. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8803434927967963357?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8803434927967963357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8803434927967963357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8803434927967963357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8803434927967963357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='Light at the end of the tunnel?'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-5709374258359599088</id><published>2007-09-16T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:26:38.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops on my Guitar - Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="200" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teardrops on my Guitar - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5709374258359599088?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7892796605611528480</id><published>2007-09-16T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:27:00.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Felt Worse</title><content type='html'>don't think many know this.. don't think many will even notice my missing presence in school.. i took green form twice in a week. once for headache on tues which i had since morn.. another cuz of suspected fever on thurs. i went to the polyclinic for a checkup and of cuz to get MC that thurs.. doc said i was okay and only suffering from throat inflammation, gave me MC for that day only and i woke up the very next day feeling real terrible..&lt;br /&gt;"stupid doc said i was okay.. my body crashed the very next day.." damn right of me to put this on my MSN nick..&lt;br /&gt;i had to drag my body out of my bed despite the cramp i had in my stomach and the headache pounding on my poor brain.. i had no appetite for breakfast hence didn eat anything.. heck.. i didn eat anything for that day at all.. luckily dad woke up early and sent me to school to submit the stupid EoM.. then fetched me back home again.. u may think its such a nice feeling to be sleeping in the whole day.. yes and no i guess.. it rox when u wake up and feel so refreshed but i felt worse as the headache persisted..  the whole day was wasted.. a valuable day for revision gone down the drain.. i'm starting to panic.. this despite the preparation i made for promos and the hours i spent revising through my work.. sigh.. i juz hope i can resist the pain and continue to slog through the day shoving in tons and tons of info into this already congested brain of mine..&lt;br /&gt;for those who asked how was i feeling.. i thank you.. at least i know i matter in your hearts.. this year is basically a screw up for me.. literally.. i feel so dejected.. friends i have a plenty.. true friends i wonder.. i know there are some in MJ.. but scattered among the ranks of students.. sigh.. i sometimes wish i could turn back time.. to make amends for the things which i supposedly did wrong.. to win back favour of those who casted me out..&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta start being so emo..&lt;br /&gt;really gotta start conc..&lt;br /&gt;and this headache had better get away from me..&lt;br /&gt;its been hounding me for the past 4days already.. gosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7892796605611528480?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7892796605611528480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7892796605611528480' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;Since history  began, the Chinese always believed in the significance&lt;br /&gt;of one's name. They  have developed a very comprehensive system of&lt;br /&gt;naming one's children as it is  believed that the name of a person&lt;br /&gt;strongly influences one's destiny and  fate. Astrologers, fortune&lt;br /&gt;tellers, academics and monks are consulted when  choosing a name for&lt;br /&gt;the new born. The other cultures, however do not really  believe in it&lt;br /&gt;and tend to brush it off as superstition. Whether you believe  it or&lt;br /&gt;not, however, the other cultures are not spared of this  correlation.&lt;br /&gt;For example, the Chinese surname LEE (or LI) is associated with  power&lt;br /&gt;and success such as Lee Kuan Yew, Lee Teng Hui (former  Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;President), Li Peng (  China's ex PM), Li Ka Shing (HK  tycoon) and LEE&lt;br /&gt;Iacocca - once Chrysler's chief, and Lee Van Cliff, the  actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very good example is Lee Iacocca, whose first name IACOCCA  stands  for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;Chairman&lt;br /&gt;Of&lt;br /&gt;Chrysler&lt;br /&gt;Corporation&lt;br /&gt;America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence?  ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the following familiar examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHATHIR (  Malaysia's  PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;br /&gt;Assets&lt;br /&gt;Halved&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;Hit&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;Ringgit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUHARTO (Ex president of Indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;Have&lt;br /&gt;Additional&lt;br /&gt;Rupiahs,&lt;br /&gt;Throw&lt;br /&gt;Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSH  (American President) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;Saddam&lt;br /&gt;Hussein !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLINTON:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call&lt;br /&gt;Lewinsky,&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Need&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;Oral&lt;br /&gt;Now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,  no one can beat this latest casualty in bad naming&lt;br /&gt;OSAMA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Shit,&lt;br /&gt;American&lt;br /&gt;Missiles&lt;br /&gt;Again!!!&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/16851882-8194421233983223785?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8194421233983223785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8194421233983223785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8194421233983223785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8194421233983223785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/significance-of-names.html' title='Significance of Names'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-7368058546485883995</id><published>2007-09-09T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:00:34.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems.. Poems.. Poems..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life and its Pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is no life without its share of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nor can you love and not feel agony,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A need whose hunger drives you near insane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A state in which you must, but cannot be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is no cure, nor anything to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nor any aspirin for unhappiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Other friends and loves will come your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And then pass on through death or faithlessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And so if you would ever dwell in joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You must embrace the agony of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Time will all you love and need destroy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But you will heal to love again tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought u Hung the Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When I was young, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I thought you hung the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You cast your pleasures through my open heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And lit my darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then you moved away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And my world lost its music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;All I'd known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Drifted off like ashes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And the moon shone madly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As if there were no truth by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now we've found each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And the harsh moonlight of the time when you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Has once again the ambiance of your art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Road Ahead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The road ahead is like the road behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The dreams achieved revise the dreams to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mind shapes world, and new-shaped world shapes mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As what you are steps back from what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The deeper you resides in its own space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sheltered like a yolk from wind and tide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Filled with unimaginable grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;To wander through the paradise inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ambitious girl! Become what dream you will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And sail across each dark, forbidding sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Within, the fawn will graze sweet meadows still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Untouched by all the phantoms you will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7368058546485883995?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7368058546485883995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7368058546485883995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7368058546485883995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7368058546485883995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/poems-poems-poems.html' title='Poems.. Poems.. Poems..'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1015836044115474067</id><published>2007-09-08T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T11:06:54.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdified</title><content type='html'>i cant really bring myself to believe it.. i am actually on course on finishing on what i planned out to accomplish this holidays and promo revision packages are literally being done just as quickly.. this really brings back the days of how i mugged for O lvls.. precisely 1 year ago. the times i spent in NLB with heng and gang, juz sitting there and scrutinizing those textbooks and doing sums after sums of math.. &lt;br /&gt;but only this time the venue changed.. MJ now has its own study room, and the company whom i study with also changed.. we could spend the whole day simply studying *joking at times of cuz* and then complete the day with a meal at a jap restaurant.. that is truly life.. well at least for a JC student haha.. studyin with geri, gen, JB, kenneth lai and jezer that wednesday was really productive for me, not sure about the rest though but i know i completed econs that day, every last chapter of it.. gen and i also exchanged jacket that day, the reason rather dumb though.. her jacket brand was Fox Men, so i thought it may look nice on me though a little small, and then i told her where i got my Nike jacket from and she wanted to wear it haha.. so ya lor.. her jacket was kinda small, but sexy! haha.. my black adidas jersey i wore kinda helped lengthen it without anyone noticing much.. lol.. so it turned out quite nice.. NEWSFLASH.. i need a new jacket.. haha.. Geri commented that we looked very much like a couple.. *scandal?* of cuz not.. but i tink we LOOK.. look only ar.. cuz we were sharing earphones and listening to music from my phone also.. so maybe that's why.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Gen couldn't join us for dinner cuz her mum cooked claypot rice and she can't miss it.. maybe it is that nice.. so went off supposedly to Sakae to makan.. but then no buffet at that outlet sadness.. so we went to Nihon Mura at tamp swimming complex there.. the one Gen recommended.. when i told Gen abt it via sms.. the replies are just hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken: nothing beats a Jap dinner.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Tryin to make me jealous? (: nothing beats claypot rice!&lt;br /&gt;Ken: Lol! sakae was a no go.. Cuz no buffet at the outlet.. so now at the one u reco one.. Apparently i ate here b4! =)&lt;br /&gt;Gen: -_- I WANT!!!! If it was Nihon Mura i would have told my mum to da bao my claypot rice!!! OMG! The Unagi!!! Why!!! Why must u do this to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ken: We didn't know! sorry.. =(&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Lol!!! Whose bright idea was it to msg me to torture me? Ahh! I can hear e unagi calling out to me! Eat me!&lt;br /&gt;Ken: You're just hearing my beef bowl sizzling.. And the egg cooking in it..&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Kenneth Yau!!! I can punch u through the phone ah. Ahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ken: ha ha.. Eh! Try i wanna see!&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Hiah. Nvm. Shall not resort to violence. Mus maintain my Shu nv image. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Ken: Shu nv? wad that&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Someone's chinese a bit good ah (: 淑女, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ken: Sorry lah.. My chinese really cmi wad&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Lol. It's okay la. 我强顶都在不同领域. Lol i took super long to type the chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Ken: haha.. took me sometime to understand it also!&lt;br /&gt;Gen: (: enjoy your dinner then, funny guy&lt;br /&gt;Ken: =) u too gen.. dunno wad to call you.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. those are fun days!&lt;br /&gt;who says u cant have fun and be academically productive at the same time!.. haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;*gen.. dun kill me for putting up the sms hor.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1015836044115474067?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1015836044115474067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1015836044115474067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1015836044115474067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1015836044115474067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/nerdified.html' title='Nerdified'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-2627827951361036734</id><published>2007-09-04T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:38:13.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Top Trivia Tips about ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="main"&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Kenneth Yau!&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenneth Yau has enough fat to produce 32 bars of soap!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worldwide, Kenneth Yau is the most important natural enemy of night-flying insects!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A rhinoceros horn is made from compacted Kenneth Yau.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About one tenth of Kenneth Yau is permanently covered in ice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenneth Yau can jump up to sixteen times his own height!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenneth Yauolatry is the mindless worship of Kenneth Yau!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenneth Yau can squeeze his entire body through a hole the size of his beak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in Kenneth Yau.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People used to believe that dressing their male children as Kenneth Yau would protect them from evil spirits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kenneth Yau will become gaseous if his temperature rises above -42°C.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is total nonsense and total random fun.. haha.. i never knew i had a worship for me nor that i can jump 16times my height!! that would mean.. 28.5m? WAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2627827951361036734?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2627827951361036734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2627827951361036734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2627827951361036734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2627827951361036734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/ten-top-trivia-tips-about-me.html' title='Ten Top Trivia Tips about ME'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1095136579012115717</id><published>2007-09-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:18.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A terrible F1 accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Terrible Accident occured just so recently..&lt;br /&gt;it happened to F1..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RtwXs7vpRlI/AAAAAAAAA5c/reo-hiIDRPA/s1600-h/Terrible-F1-accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RtwXs7vpRlI/AAAAAAAAA5c/reo-hiIDRPA/s400/Terrible-F1-accident.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105982138250511954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Terrible F1 accident.. haiz.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1095136579012115717?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1095136579012115717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1095136579012115717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1095136579012115717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1095136579012115717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/terrible-f1-accident.html' title='A terrible F1 accident'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RtwXs7vpRlI/AAAAAAAAA5c/reo-hiIDRPA/s72-c/Terrible-F1-accident.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-8647722041091558966</id><published>2007-09-03T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:11:30.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a break from it all</title><content type='html'>the holidays have finally dawned upon us.. those sweet sensations of sleeping late and waking up just as late returns for us to savor it all.. most importantly i can finally take my mind off so many things.. and juz hang out with those i can truly associate with.. the once familiar laughter fills the air once more and i find myself cracking  jokes more often now.. a complete step aside from the mundane life i am living during class time.. not that i can't click with em.. juz that things happened along the way which hurt me and caused me to withdraw.. that aside.. promos is coming.. biology is done.. chem is almost done and will be as of tml.. revision on math and econs will be on the way as of wednesday that taking i am to stick and follow the schedule i planned for myself..&lt;br /&gt;i have found many who i can stdy with over the holidays.. people who are more than glad to go out and study.. and most importantly reward ourselves with food after the long day.. they share the same sense of humour.. and always never take it to heart when being the butt of the jokes.. even if it meant being racist.. i admire the tolerance level, something which i have but always seemed to be exploited tinking that they can make fun of me but not vice versa.. that really sucks.. probably where things started to plunge.. but who am i to judge really.. the reason cant be that shallow.. there's gotta be something much deeper than i tink.. i muz evaluate and find out what that really is.. since they refuse to let out a hint to what it is..&lt;br /&gt;but really.. such things can wait.. this aint really top priority.. what is is the preparation for the all important and dreaded promos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun with the 103ppl today.. going over to varun's place and chilling there.. playing pool, Halo, singing songs with the guitar to accompany.. it was pure fun.. but the thing about the pool table was that its meant for snooker.. meaning the pockets have rounded sides and not angular like those at shops.. so we cant simply just aim straight but rather use just the appropriate strength to ensure the ball dosen bounce out.. it happened to me so many a times.. sigh.. o well.. even playing Halo was hard to adapt.. the console was Xbox.. and not 360.. so the interface of the controller was different and had to do some getting use to.. so many a times i threw a grenade by mistake.. meleeing instead of crouching[ok maybe this is due to too much call of duty]..&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at simpang bedok juz now..  i tink we were really that hungry cuz we literally juz called any random dishes and juz ate it all! i had to order seperately though as i had to monitor my cash.. running low on it.. sigh.. but the thosai and paper prata was in bar enough.. super filling and too sweet man.. to top it up, bandung was exceptionally sweet.. too much syrup i tink.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could stay in this wonderland for eternity.. reliving the same day over and over.. not having to tink of what's happening back in reality..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i cant.. this is life.. i choose this path.. and i really tink i made a wrong choice in sub combi and not applying for 4H2 PCME.. could have been with u guys and simply crap all day and night long! life is cruel.. always is and forever will be.. i just gotta face it and overcome it.. every obstacle i face which does not put me down, only makes me stronger in mind and any other aspect..&lt;br /&gt;God be with me through this tormenting time and help me go through this as u have been with me these past term.. helping me along the way and slowly build the way back to what it was.. maybe not as good, i never expect that.. but even half of what it was.. is good enough.. i cant stand this anymore.. the thought of going through it without any friends to take my mind off it or to share it with.. is just unimaginable.. i know u'll be with me.. in spirit and mind.. as i walk this path, not alone but together with you, the road may be long, the valley so deep and the ocean so wide, but i know u'll be there to make it all possible for in you i can do all things and accomplish the impossible! thank you lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8647722041091558966?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8647722041091558966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8647722041091558966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8647722041091558966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8647722041091558966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/09/break-from-it-all.html' title='a break from it all'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6406235398772507153</id><published>2007-08-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:45:05.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as a Wave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Just as a Wave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Just as a wave is lifted by the shore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Then breaks across the slowly rising sand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       So as I watch you weep my feelings pour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Across the wash of what I understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       I wish I could just take you in my arms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       And all your pain could melt into my chest,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       And all the violence of passing storms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Could pass through me and finally come to rest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       No words can set things right or presence lend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       A miracle to light your darkened way,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       But there is solace in a loving friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       And comfort in what I don't have to say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Whatever circumstance you cannot bear,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Just turn to me, and you will find me there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/16851882-6406235398772507153?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6406235398772507153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6406235398772507153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6406235398772507153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6406235398772507153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-as-wave.html' title='Just as a Wave.'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-7158455495003158954</id><published>2007-08-27T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:30:52.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sometimes think that i could be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I sometimes think that i could be alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think that I could be alone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       Really alone, with neither God nor friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       The people near me then might well be stone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       Just faces on a frieze that never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       And I would travel in my mind towards death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       A world within a world sealed like a tomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       My thoughts would be as silent as my breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;       And, like my breath, expire at my doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       Such thoughts would make me shudder, were not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       A world where I may enter and find rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       A rock gives way within, and I walk through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       To be in laughing eyes a welcome guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       Thank God I have you, friend, that I might stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;color:#400000;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       And be as I could be no other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/16851882-7158455495003158954?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7158455495003158954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7158455495003158954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7158455495003158954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7158455495003158954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-sometimes-think-that-i-could-be-alone.html' title='I sometimes think that i could be alone'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1278343863533589357</id><published>2007-08-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:10:00.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rollercoaster life.</title><content type='html'>it's been 1 hell of a rollercoaster ride.. things haven't been looking up for me since the start of this term.. and now as the term comes to an abrupt halt with the 1 week holidays in sight. i begin to wonder how did i exactly survive this excruciating ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;everything plummeted from day 1, i ain't able to converse with em as easily as i could before, cracking a simple joke seemed hard, even smiling was difficult. i found myself frowning more and more with each passing day, the light at the end of the tunnel never in sight. a definite extrovert became an introvert all of a sudden. the change too fast and i found hard to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless.. the light seems to be getting brighter now.. i really hope so and pray its not juz a torch someone is carrying and walking my other direction, to fade away into the darkness once more. i can't possibly take another blow.&lt;br /&gt;my efforts of wanting to get back to what i was is hampered by something or someone. i'm not sure, but i'm guessing its the upcoming promotional exam.. which of cuz i hope to pass and be promoted.. rumour has it that half of 309 and 310 will be retained and will be folded into 1 class.. i have no idea who came up with this funny idea, do they really have no faith that we will not be able to make it and not be up to their standards? such discrimination and undermining of us is really something no one can tolerate, i agree we may not perform AS well as the other classes above us but that does not mean that we will not be able to meet the min criteria set for us. looking back, how many of the current J2s actually made the initial cut? wasn't there a compromise in the end?&lt;br /&gt;1month left and the clock is ticking.. PW and SPA adds on to the pressure for time, ever piling extra lessons is but a routine to us now.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i want this to end, or at least give us a breather.. a long fresh one..&lt;br /&gt;juz 1 more month to pull through.. i muz hang in there, even without them time moves on, i cant afford to be pondering over such trivial matters, time hopefully as what many says can heal most things. i hope its true for my case.. i'm crossing my fingers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1278343863533589357?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1278343863533589357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1278343863533589357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1278343863533589357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1278343863533589357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/08/rollercoaster-life.html' title='rollercoaster life.'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-4857233923097378546</id><published>2007-08-12T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:20.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day in.. M'sia??</title><content type='html'>its 8 august.. the usual mentality would be to ransack ur wardrobe at find the nicest combi of red and white u can get from the pile of clothes u have.. which usually works out to be my Man Utd Jersey and jeans[no it aint white but u tink i care?] for me. this year however, was different..&lt;br /&gt;when everyone else will be wearing red white or blue[Mj uniform], we MJ ODAC will be dressed in Orange! yea man! orange totally rox! U Garang enuf to wear it with these words emblazoned on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uNrUxGtI/AAAAAAAAA4U/OSsIsoDyiqg/s1600-h/P1030012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uNrUxGtI/AAAAAAAAA4U/OSsIsoDyiqg/s200/P1030012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097633009477163730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even so, no one would be there to see us wear it till we leave the college, sad ain't it.. either ways.. i reached school with bobo at 6 to do some last minute packing and to aid with the logistics stuff me and justin had to deal with. my bag became so heavy with all the additional stuff added into it including 6 1.5l bottles and a 3l water bag. which equates to 12kg of weight in pure liquid alone.. gosh.. its madness.&lt;br /&gt;managed to catch up with the flag party along the way to the bus which awaited our departure.. song leng, eugene, hakim all dressed smartly in their UG uniform. i missed those days where i saluted with the rest of the unit during the observance ceremony. this would be the first i missed.  yea.. its sad right.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uOLUxGuI/AAAAAAAAA4c/LXTQ8kvSLeI/s1600-h/P1030030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uOLUxGuI/AAAAAAAAA4c/LXTQ8kvSLeI/s200/P1030030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097633018067098338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uObUxGvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/rTagxQ0W0lE/s1600-h/P1030031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uObUxGvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/rTagxQ0W0lE/s200/P1030031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097633022362065650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bus ride to tuas and eventually to Belumut is well at best well entertained.. haha.. indian poker was still on the agenda and playing it with the SSS was really fun! haha.. old times reminisced, but we didn really managed to scoop up much scandals this time round, possibly cause we don't know them well enough yet, unlike when we ODAC went up ourselves.. the trip from tuas to belumut was spent primarily actually entirely on bridging.. haha.. Mr Eric joined in too and we happily taught him but he soon stopped as he had motion sickness i think. Liying then joined us, and each and every hand she got, was either filled with in-bar cards or got paired up with someone who has in-bar cards.. gay sia.. think she lost only once throughout the whole journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uOrUxGwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/mNSsRF2eoM0/s1600-h/P1030034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uOrUxGwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/mNSsRF2eoM0/s200/P1030034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097633026657032962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ecstasy Group Instructors.[clockwise: Ivan Kenneth(me) Zahrah HuiLi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uO7UxGxI/AAAAAAAAA40/PsNvQsASeZg/s1600-h/P1030036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uO7UxGxI/AAAAAAAAA40/PsNvQsASeZg/s200/P1030036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097633030952000274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ecstasy! (front to back from left to right)[Bobby Andri Daniel Jonathan Ivan Me HuiLi Zahrah SeokCheng Nizam Dennis]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the whole thing was generally a repeat of what we did during our reece trip back in June. except this time i was posted with the sweeper group aka the last group. we're supposed to help those who were slower push them up to the summit. but really i tink it was more of Sai Kang.. haha.. we had to carry the bags for em and let them suck on our rations and water supply as they dried up theirs. disadvantages were many, including spending an extremely brief moment on the summit. no more than 2min spent enjoying the view and i had to go down once more as the slow group had to be the first to descend in theory that other groups will eventually catch up with us. that cost me my face in the photo with my grp on the summit. but the advantages ranged. i got to see determination, resilience written all over those with me as they took each step with sheer grit trying hard to hide the pain which showered their nerves with each step. its really an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;coming down.. we were allowed to dip ourselves into the river! and so we did.. haha.. well actually were allowed to on both days. but i went down only after the climb on the second day as i was really very tired and just need to freshen myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDLUxGyI/AAAAAAAAA48/InDCzapVw6g/s1600-h/P1030072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDLUxGyI/AAAAAAAAA48/InDCzapVw6g/s200/P1030072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097637227135048482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and thank God i didn't go down on the first day.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;campfire had always been fun.. and still is, but its really scary when u have to sing solo. ok.. the campfire theme was of cuz national day. and we were suppose to base our skit on songs given to us, and ours was Together.. Me and Zahrah were chosen to sing solo for the verses while the rest sang the chorus.. all these done aft the skit they made of cuz.. haha&lt;br /&gt;its scary really.. singing alone with the no background music to aid you.. only ur grp swaying with u and the rest of the expedition having eyes on you and listening intently as u let loose ur voice.. gosh.. scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDLUxGzI/AAAAAAAAA5E/pcQ9RWluGJU/s1600-h/P1030076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDLUxGzI/AAAAAAAAA5E/pcQ9RWluGJU/s200/P1030076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097637227135048498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aftermath of a leech being stepped.. erm.. stomped upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDbUxG0I/AAAAAAAAA5M/pU5GmIwaMIM/s1600-h/P1030112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDbUxG0I/AAAAAAAAA5M/pU5GmIwaMIM/s200/P1030112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097637231430015810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ecstasy at checkpoint 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDrUxG1I/AAAAAAAAA5U/9zsJ1FMVMeQ/s1600-h/P1030122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5yDrUxG1I/AAAAAAAAA5U/9zsJ1FMVMeQ/s200/P1030122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097637235724983122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the journey home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all things had to end eventually.. 3 days of escape and now its back to reality with tutorials and lecture notes gleaming down on you.. its been fun.. really.. but now its time to get serious and start this rusted engine of mine.. no more jokes.. no more play[ok maybe a little].. 6 more weeks and the clock is ticking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4857233923097378546?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4857233923097378546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4857233923097378546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4857233923097378546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4857233923097378546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-in-msia.html' title='National day in.. M&apos;sia??'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rr5uNrUxGtI/AAAAAAAAA4U/OSsIsoDyiqg/s72-c/P1030012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1410310415639280271</id><published>2007-08-07T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:54:10.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling out into the open field</title><content type='html'>i've fallen from the skies,&lt;br /&gt;my wings injured,&lt;br /&gt;its once beautiful elegance now tainted with blood .&lt;br /&gt;we used to soar together among the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;as one entity never seeming to fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;i was struck one day,&lt;br /&gt;by an unknown object,&lt;br /&gt;it pierced through me,&lt;br /&gt;i felt it rip my flesh,&lt;br /&gt;the pain searing through my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;i took a vertical fall from the skies,&lt;br /&gt;spiraling through the air,&lt;br /&gt;my efforts in vain to get my wings to flap again.&lt;br /&gt;i landed on my back,&lt;br /&gt;i swore i heard a bone crack.&lt;br /&gt;i was motionless,&lt;br /&gt;eyes staring at the sky above,&lt;br /&gt;the clouds lofted by and a group of shadows floated past the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;i realised,&lt;br /&gt;it was all a set-up,&lt;br /&gt;it's been planned since we took to the skies with our new found wings.&lt;br /&gt;i laid there in the open field,&lt;br /&gt;through days and nights,&lt;br /&gt;people passed not caring to help.&lt;br /&gt;tears weld up in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i took it all within me,&lt;br /&gt;compromising on my personality:&lt;br /&gt;extrovert to introvert.&lt;br /&gt;even so,&lt;br /&gt;i saw that shadow going in circles,&lt;br /&gt;it got smaller with each revolution.&lt;br /&gt;i didn realize till the wind whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;more had fallen from their grace,&lt;br /&gt;left behind in the lurch,&lt;br /&gt;preyed upon by a single being.&lt;br /&gt;i nv do listen to these whispers,&lt;br /&gt;they tend to play tricks on you from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;as if its spirits were bored from simply channeling its energy from point to point.&lt;br /&gt;but it soon came to light,&lt;br /&gt;some flew back to help me back on my feet,&lt;br /&gt;giving me advice on how i should live life.&lt;br /&gt;i aint sure about it initially,&lt;br /&gt;but its necessary i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i now find solace among the trees and grass,&lt;br /&gt;staring out at how the birds play around,&lt;br /&gt;making merry and enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;even so,&lt;br /&gt;lies might have deluded my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i long to be back up in the skies,&lt;br /&gt;my heart ready to forgive,&lt;br /&gt;would he come forth and admit,&lt;br /&gt;or simply continue to live his life as it is,&lt;br /&gt;one of tyranny and criticism.&lt;br /&gt;problems are meant to be solved,&lt;br /&gt;not spotted and thrown to one corner,&lt;br /&gt;that's avoiding nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;One has stepped up,&lt;br /&gt;another walking the talk.&lt;br /&gt;i thank her for being the one to enlighten me of my ways,&lt;br /&gt;i thank her for initiating the change in me.&lt;br /&gt;i thank the wilder beasts for being my companions through this times.&lt;br /&gt;i thank the trees for lending me their canopy for shelter,&lt;br /&gt;their barks for rest,&lt;br /&gt;their stumps for me to convey my sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;its never easy to stand back on one's feet after such a fall,&lt;br /&gt;painful as it is,&lt;br /&gt;it must be done,&lt;br /&gt;the process will not be easy,&lt;br /&gt;to learn how to fly among the others again,&lt;br /&gt;but it must be done.&lt;br /&gt;being on ground is but a temporary solution,&lt;br /&gt;rectification must be sought,&lt;br /&gt;ending this chapter must be swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now as i lay in this open field,&lt;br /&gt;the wind rustles among the trees,&lt;br /&gt;the grass sway gracefully and delicately.&lt;br /&gt;i stand my ground,&lt;br /&gt;resilience is my middle name,&lt;br /&gt;i shall rise from the ashes,&lt;br /&gt;i will withstand another blow if need be,&lt;br /&gt;and i overcome it with sheer grit and nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the more improbable the situation and the greater the demands made on, the more sweetly the blood flows later in release from all that tension. The possibility of danger serves merely to sharpen his awareness and control. And perhaps this is the rationale for all risky sports."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this applies even to areas of non-sports. and i live by it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1410310415639280271?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1410310415639280271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1410310415639280271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1410310415639280271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1410310415639280271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/08/falling-out-into-open-field.html' title='falling out into the open field'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-8079961665958343072</id><published>2007-07-29T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:22.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservation Ambassador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK17UxGrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/1Onnm8UJuvg/s1600-h/P1020902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK17UxGrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/1Onnm8UJuvg/s200/P1020902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092597937711684274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WooHoo!! i'm now a Conservation Ambassador.. =)&lt;br /&gt;2 days of training.. 2 saturdays gone, burnt when it should really have been spent studying and cramming notes into my head.. was it worth it really? of cuz it was!! every min was worth the while.. and its free admission to the zoo AND discounts off every FnB in there!! including BnJ!! those sinful scoops of ice cream slashed its prices by 35% around there! from $4.50 a scoop to $2.95 a scoop! we also enjoyed 15% discount at KFC, its like wow! which is really not much of a diff if u shop at cheers there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIHLUxGkI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BQusJ-H6R5o/s1600-h/P1020741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIHLUxGkI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BQusJ-H6R5o/s200/P1020741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092594935529544258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;$3 for a bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIH7UxGlI/AAAAAAAAA3U/o3hKWWICYk0/s1600-h/P1020743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIH7UxGlI/AAAAAAAAA3U/o3hKWWICYk0/s200/P1020743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092594948414446162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i rather buy bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIILUxGmI/AAAAAAAAA3c/qayfrHO50tw/s1600-h/P1020744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyIILUxGmI/AAAAAAAAA3c/qayfrHO50tw/s200/P1020744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092594952709413474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chicken rice anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anyways.. i went to the Zoo together with 3 other MJcian namely Rujin Jiayi and Rashidah. the first day wasnt really much on the content we had to read up on, but more of a behind the scenes tour of what goes on in the Zoo. its an eye opener really, the places of the Zoo u never knew existed. the coolest had to be the storage room where they kept the dead animals for autopsy. lucky for us.. ok maybe not so, a really large phyton was there and was really close to the zookeeper who brought us around. no.. she didn break down and cry or that sort of things. my guess would be that the phyton was one of the star attraction of the Zoo or Night Safari for the zookeeper to know it by name. then again.. i could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so the first day came and went, BnJ was a calling, the notes we had to study wasnt. we were given 2 stacks of notes of which we had to study and further read up on the topics in it in preparation  of the test they were going to give us. the role of a conservation ambassador was to act somewhat like a tour-guide to visitors who would like to know more of what they are viewing and to spread conservation messages to them, hoping that they will make a difference and realize the problems facing the environment today. the 2 exhibits are Australian Outback and Fragile Forest. the exhibit we were to be tested on were to be released on the test day itself.. [terrific, more things to mug over the week]&lt;br /&gt;test day soon came.. friendship with fellow CAs are forged.. i got to know 2 girls who are studying in University now, charmaine and michelle. and they too were assigned to the same exhibit to be tested on as us! haha.. so this was how the test will go.&lt;br /&gt;we will each individually bring the group[the CAs to be] around the exhibit and pretend we were doing the actual thing already, and complete the tour. to do so.. we had to walk round the same exhibit 4 times to allow everyone to be tested. boring right? apparently not.. fragile forests has a biodome which butterflies of different species roam about freely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK0bUxGnI/AAAAAAAAA3k/l9c24Yrv9Z4/s1600-h/P1020873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK0bUxGnI/AAAAAAAAA3k/l9c24Yrv9Z4/s200/P1020873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092597911941880434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK07UxGoI/AAAAAAAAA3s/W2UXD8xO9F0/s1600-h/P1020874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK07UxGoI/AAAAAAAAA3s/W2UXD8xO9F0/s200/P1020874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092597920531815042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyL-LUxGsI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vW4cCFxC2r4/s1600-h/Miche-0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyL-LUxGsI/AAAAAAAAA4M/vW4cCFxC2r4/s200/Miche-0606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092599178957232834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they say i'm the butterfly man.. another nickname to add for the list.. haha.. the butterflies seemed attracted to me for some reasons, tourists started to take photos of the butterflies which landed on my back and my shoulder and bag, and face.. ya really.. face. the photo's proof of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK1LUxGpI/AAAAAAAAA30/7ykZDSh6vTY/s1600-h/P1020880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK1LUxGpI/AAAAAAAAA30/7ykZDSh6vTY/s200/P1020880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092597924826782354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think these 2 are mates.. their called ringtailed lemurs for your info. they're the characters from the movie Madagascar if u recall it. the one who danced to the song "i like to move it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK1bUxGqI/AAAAAAAAA38/MF-E5mTsiHI/s1600-h/P1020883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK1bUxGqI/AAAAAAAAA38/MF-E5mTsiHI/s200/P1020883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092597929121749666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and they[butterfly] seem to like rashidah too.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the experience during the next 6months of commitment will be something to look forward to.. ICE CREAM.. haha of cuz not cuz of that alone.. but to interact with the public to let them know more of nature and the animals, its really fulfilling, at least u know u are making an impact in the society today.&lt;br /&gt;the status Conservation Ambassador does sound really good too.. don't it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8079961665958343072?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8079961665958343072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8079961665958343072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8079961665958343072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8079961665958343072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/conservation-ambassador.html' title='Conservation Ambassador'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqyK17UxGrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/1Onnm8UJuvg/s72-c/P1020902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-5809385165271555398</id><published>2007-07-25T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bdae celeb to remember..</title><content type='html'>the day was 14july.. a cool morning as i headed down to dmn for peer tutoring.. i didn intend to tell anyone it was bdae that day.. it wont be sincere if u get what i mean.. but to know that your NCC mates and those present at the tutoring still remembered this special day.. its really touching..&lt;br /&gt;then for your cell grp mates to remember and even treat you to a movie[harry potter] brighten me up even more.. the torrents of sms wishing me happy birthday made me smile from ear to ear all day long..&lt;br /&gt;the main highlight however was the 6 Faith '02 gathering.. its been 5years since i last saw some of them.. and to have it planned on my bdae was a plain coincidence, still they made it a point to celeb it =).. thanks u all! seeing u all again is really a pleasure.. to be able to get back in touch with u all is even better, to enjoy the fireworks of the NDP parade under the starry sky was a bonus.. to have donuts as a birthday cake and sharing with my friends.. priceless.. so here are the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdiA7UxGiI/AAAAAAAAA28/HPKBpwoP8g8/s1600-h/P1020836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdiA7UxGiI/AAAAAAAAA28/HPKBpwoP8g8/s200/P1020836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091145671829953058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdiCLUxGjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/HC3lUENLt0Q/s1600-h/P1020838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdiCLUxGjI/AAAAAAAAA3E/HC3lUENLt0Q/s200/P1020838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091145693304789554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..::6faith'02::..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhPrUxGdI/AAAAAAAAA2U/w0vIU3kKK5I/s1600-h/P1020809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhPrUxGdI/AAAAAAAAA2U/w0vIU3kKK5I/s200/P1020809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091144825721395666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhQbUxGeI/AAAAAAAAA2c/E0Dylc8DSRo/s1600-h/P1020814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhQbUxGeI/AAAAAAAAA2c/E0Dylc8DSRo/s200/P1020814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091144838606297570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhRLUxGfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/xngNC92YXmg/s1600-h/P1020817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhRLUxGfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/xngNC92YXmg/s200/P1020817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091144851491199474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhSrUxGgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Cc5khqH3gzc/s1600-h/P1020824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhSrUxGgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Cc5khqH3gzc/s200/P1020824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091144877261003266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my transport buddies from the days.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhTrUxGhI/AAAAAAAAA20/UeRtdD_BM2g/s1600-h/P1020830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdhTrUxGhI/AAAAAAAAA20/UeRtdD_BM2g/s200/P1020830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091144894440872466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chowing down on a donut being burnt and added with pepper, soup, and everything imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgabUxGYI/AAAAAAAAA1s/63EY8zF9bos/s1600-h/P1020796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgabUxGYI/AAAAAAAAA1s/63EY8zF9bos/s200/P1020796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143910893361538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\\6Faith'02//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgbLUxGZI/AAAAAAAAA10/eGAE6gp8-Yw/s1600-h/P1020801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgbLUxGZI/AAAAAAAAA10/eGAE6gp8-Yw/s200/P1020801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143923778263442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdgb7UxGaI/AAAAAAAAA18/VsCWhY-uhq0/s1600-h/P1020803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdgb7UxGaI/AAAAAAAAA18/VsCWhY-uhq0/s200/P1020803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143936663165346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgcbUxGbI/AAAAAAAAA2E/HYQFsu5txzs/s1600-h/P1020805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgcbUxGbI/AAAAAAAAA2E/HYQFsu5txzs/s200/P1020805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143945253099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgdrUxGcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8O14zGH7v8w/s1600-h/P1020808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdgdrUxGcI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8O14zGH7v8w/s200/P1020808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143966727936450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my "cake".. =).. thanks so much u ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0LUxGTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/1IdZ0hgonVg/s1600-h/229748767l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0LUxGTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/1IdZ0hgonVg/s200/229748767l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143253763365170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0LUxGUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AaWoQ42h8mQ/s1600-h/388476869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0LUxGUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AaWoQ42h8mQ/s200/388476869l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143253763365186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0bUxGVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/HWRLdxtEBLc/s1600-h/542661720l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0bUxGVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/HWRLdxtEBLc/s200/542661720l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143258058332498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0bUxGWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/mXY47fFO0hM/s1600-h/980409051l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0bUxGWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/mXY47fFO0hM/s200/980409051l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143258058332514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0rUxGXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/f295IULlc4k/s1600-h/P1020795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rqdf0rUxGXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/f295IULlc4k/s200/P1020795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091143262353299826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing could really express juz how nice it was to see all of u again.. 5long years since we parted.. since i said my goodbyes to u all after getting my PSLE results.. for many.. we saw each other during teacher's day 2years back.. never since.. thanks liling for keeping us in contact and organising this special outing.. thanks u all for making this bdae one to remember.. nothing could compare to having my bdae celeb by all of u.. a diverse bunch of people out to have fun and a peculiar sense of humour. &lt;br /&gt;having said that.. i really hope we can all stay in touch.. in any means.. be it sms or friendster.. it doesen matter, i juz hope to see u all again 5years down the road.. or if possible.. in the coming months.. really enjoyed my day with u all... =)&lt;br /&gt;once more.. thanks for making this day a special one for me and all of u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5809385165271555398?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5809385165271555398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5809385165271555398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5809385165271555398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5809385165271555398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/bdae-celeb-to-remember.html' title='a bdae celeb to remember..'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RqdiA7UxGiI/AAAAAAAAA28/HPKBpwoP8g8/s72-c/P1020836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7596713166075978472</id><published>2007-07-15T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:28.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC Farewell</title><content type='html'>A night of fun.. and fun.. well.. juz a whole load of fun.. its one of those rare occasions whereby my parents allowed my to return home late.. despite me having to reach the Zoo the next morning at 8.30am.. wait.. did i even rmb to tell them abt that bit? lol..&lt;br /&gt;the BBQ for the seniors farewell had been changed so many times.. from 17june.. to 30 june.. and finally settled on 6july.. i had to amend my hectic schedules so many times!&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. soccer was definitely on the agenda.. haha.. apparently.. before i got there.. someone kicked it into the sea.. and it drifted so far out.. thankfully.. or rather.. miraculously a man kayaking was kind enough to return to us! so kind of him!! but i feel bad.. while we were playing.. the girls and guys not had to do the cooking.. gosh.. felt so guilty.. o well.. at least i know i helped start the fire.. =P&lt;br /&gt;and whoever said we played only soccer.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMcwK6OaI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0xNnMsgJnV8/s1600-h/P1020696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMcwK6OaI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0xNnMsgJnV8/s200/P1020696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087392417174927778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMdAK6ObI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Eoqi9UzcSrM/s1600-h/P1020709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMdAK6ObI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Eoqi9UzcSrM/s200/P1020709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087392421469895090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMdgK6OcI/AAAAAAAAAzs/j0ItKuHA7P0/s1600-h/P1020707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMdgK6OcI/AAAAAAAAAzs/j0ItKuHA7P0/s200/P1020707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087392430059829698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMeAK6OdI/AAAAAAAAAz0/fDHsHGSfIkU/s1600-h/P1020708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMeAK6OdI/AAAAAAAAAz0/fDHsHGSfIkU/s200/P1020708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087392438649764306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess the food was too good to resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMegK6OeI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ABZ3At0LvdM/s1600-h/P1020711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMegK6OeI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ABZ3At0LvdM/s200/P1020711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087392447239698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was the usual cam whoring and GRP pics taking session.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO-gK6OfI/AAAAAAAAA0E/aEsFU0UqvPI/s1600-h/P1020712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO-gK6OfI/AAAAAAAAA0E/aEsFU0UqvPI/s200/P1020712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395196018768370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vera and julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO_gK6OgI/AAAAAAAAA0M/CdL1KxCz5Ns/s1600-h/P1020717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO_gK6OgI/AAAAAAAAA0M/CdL1KxCz5Ns/s200/P1020717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395213198637570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO_wK6OhI/AAAAAAAAA0U/TwC2Hv371Xs/s1600-h/P1020728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoO_wK6OhI/AAAAAAAAA0U/TwC2Hv371Xs/s200/P1020728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395217493604882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Belumut grp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoPAwK6OiI/AAAAAAAAA0c/EK9q0cRcrz0/s1600-h/P1020731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoPAwK6OiI/AAAAAAAAA0c/EK9q0cRcrz0/s200/P1020731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395234673474082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;X-Blaze Grp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoPBAK6OjI/AAAAAAAAA0k/tnJbkDe5B_M/s1600-h/P1020732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoPBAK6OjI/AAAAAAAAA0k/tnJbkDe5B_M/s200/P1020732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395238968441394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Expose Grp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQnwK6OkI/AAAAAAAAA0s/9F37VWmy8BA/s1600-h/P1020734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQnwK6OkI/AAAAAAAAA0s/9F37VWmy8BA/s200/P1020734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087397004200000066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logistics Comm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQoQK6OlI/AAAAAAAAA00/CcEv6ttssEA/s1600-h/P1020736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQoQK6OlI/AAAAAAAAA00/CcEv6ttssEA/s200/P1020736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087397012789934674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQowK6OmI/AAAAAAAAA08/caam011lQKg/s1600-h/P1020738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoQowK6OmI/AAAAAAAAA08/caam011lQKg/s200/P1020738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087397021379869282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bing Wen being the target of our pranks.. incl taupok, and dumping of ice cold water and ice on him.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm so gonna miss the seniors so much.. reading the notes we wrote on the bears we gave em.. its juz brings back so much memories.. here's the best 2.. roses are red violets are blue, don't forget us or we'll sue you! [Romario's] roses are red violets are blue, we came to ODAC juz to see you! [Lewis's] its so cool lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the j2s also wrote us little notes for each and everyone of us.. and i treasure it so much... its the card with my name on it in my plastic file if u ppl were wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss the time.. but the torch has been passed on to the next generation and we will in our power to make ODAC even stronger.. more bonded then any CCA in MJ.. so much so that ppl will regret not joining.. i've heard how much ppl say we are so bonded already.. and i feel proud i chose ODAC as my cca.. although i didn make it to Ex-Co.. it doesen matter.. really.. we still assist everyone irregardless of positions.. and now.. as i'm assistant log ic.. i will help justin to my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7596713166075978472?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7596713166075978472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7596713166075978472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7596713166075978472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7596713166075978472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/odac-farewell.html' title='ODAC Farewell'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpoMcwK6OaI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0xNnMsgJnV8/s72-c/P1020696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-4328882303738256338</id><published>2007-07-10T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:34.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC outing [Sentosa]</title><content type='html'>Date: 020707&lt;br /&gt;Time: 0930&lt;br /&gt;Place: Harborfront Mrt - 20mins off of Sentosa by foot.&lt;br /&gt;Goal: A fun filled day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i do miss my NCC days a lil too much..&lt;br /&gt;so on to the proper..&lt;br /&gt;i arrived at 9.30 deliberately.. knowing that people would definitely be late for the 9am meeting time.. surprise surprise.. no one was there.. i was kinda shock really.. normally people would be late for a max of 30min.. o well.. guess it is hard to get up on a youth day holiday. yf and liying were the first to arrive and so we went all the way to harborfront center so the both of them could withdraw money as they were short in cash. and also of cuz to pass the time while waiting for the rest to arrive.. Food Republic was a calling as we soon met up and had our early.. ok VERY early lunch there.. i got myself a whole chicken rice set, complete with the veggies. well.. actually all the guys did.. lol.. even still it was not enuf as i would soon find out at sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;it was decided.. we would take the sentosa express and train down to sentosa! we were finally gonna have our fun filled day there! gene brought his Frisbee, i got my soccer ball and tammie got her camera!! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN6_djKQDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/lLBGi62eiBY/s1600-h/P1000364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN6_djKQDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/lLBGi62eiBY/s200/P1000364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085543634913869874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tammie with all our train passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN6_9jKQEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AiSl0P9vy4k/s1600-h/P1000368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN6_9jKQEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AiSl0P9vy4k/s200/P1000368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085543643503804482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i nv knew my feet was so big! lol.. [tammie's leg is in my sandals]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7BdjKQFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ovitfCUYxx0/s1600-h/P1000371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7BdjKQFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ovitfCUYxx0/s200/P1000371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085543669273608274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7CNjKQGI/AAAAAAAAAvk/rpLpwa_sFNA/s1600-h/P1000382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7CNjKQGI/AAAAAAAAAvk/rpLpwa_sFNA/s200/P1000382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085543682158510178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7EdjKQHI/AAAAAAAAAvs/VVd96ofQwB8/s1600-h/P1000390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN7EdjKQHI/AAAAAAAAAvs/VVd96ofQwB8/s200/P1000390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085543720813215858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tk drained out.. cool shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we spent most of the time letting the wave splash on us as the sand was way too scorching hot for us to do anything on it really.. juz walking on it can make u run for shelter/water. having fun could really be said to be an understatement in this outing! we threw ppl into the sea! found eggs in the sand while trying to dig a hole to bury someone! its totally cool i tell u.. as the sun pass and the sand cooled.. we played frisbee! it was my first time so it took me sometime before i could learn to throw straight and not everywhere other than the person i want to pass to, i feel so bad for the guys having to run after the frisbee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9vdjKQII/AAAAAAAAAv0/MGNPXfz4_SM/s1600-h/P1000396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9vdjKQII/AAAAAAAAAv0/MGNPXfz4_SM/s200/P1000396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546658570846338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9wNjKQJI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mmOTTPYaAcE/s1600-h/P1000398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9wNjKQJI/AAAAAAAAAv8/mmOTTPYaAcE/s200/P1000398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546671455748242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9x9jKQKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/sqKA9RbOjc4/s1600-h/P1000404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9x9jKQKI/AAAAAAAAAwE/sqKA9RbOjc4/s200/P1000404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546701520519330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gene and rezza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9y9jKQLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/a6NW3XjnNz4/s1600-h/P1000405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9y9jKQLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/a6NW3XjnNz4/s200/P1000405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546718700388530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tammie trying hard to get tk to pose a shot with her.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9zdjKQMI/AAAAAAAAAwU/rApxWuz4Ygw/s1600-h/P1000407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN9zdjKQMI/AAAAAAAAAwU/rApxWuz4Ygw/s200/P1000407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546727290323138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now we know why he resisted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we tried playing soccer next.. but the sand really proved to be a irritant so we changed the game to monkey! so everyone could join in.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_EdjKQNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WaDzkeYT5AY/s1600-h/P1000408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_EdjKQNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/WaDzkeYT5AY/s200/P1000408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548118859727058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BING WEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_E9jKQOI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qFMsUv89o3s/s1600-h/P1000409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_E9jKQOI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qFMsUv89o3s/s200/P1000409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548127449661666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_FtjKQPI/AAAAAAAAAws/8b8lZmiMr2w/s1600-h/P1000418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_FtjKQPI/AAAAAAAAAws/8b8lZmiMr2w/s200/P1000418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548140334563570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice catch gene!&lt;br /&gt;[photo removed on request]&lt;br /&gt;[most likely she wont let me put the other either..]&lt;br /&gt;[LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yf.. erm.. stoning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_HNjKQRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/t63DRwlME4g/s1600-h/P1000426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN_HNjKQRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/t63DRwlME4g/s200/P1000426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548166104367378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we went to the tower next.. juz to have a peek of what's the view like up there.. i suggested swimming over there.. but only tk was enthu enuf to follow me.. zzz.. was a fun swim though.. despite the sea being so salty, my eyes irritated by the salt.. o u get the point..&lt;br /&gt;next up was the LUGE! i've been dying to try it and now i got my chance and at a discount! thx tk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBrtjKQSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ldYCgmtkFvs/s1600-h/P1000444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBrtjKQSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ldYCgmtkFvs/s200/P1000444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085550992192848162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we told him to take off his singlet.. he didn listen.. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBsNjKQTI/AAAAAAAAAxM/4TUKVkeuk9A/s1600-h/P1000451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBsNjKQTI/AAAAAAAAAxM/4TUKVkeuk9A/s200/P1000451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085551000782782770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LUGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBsdjKQUI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SH9bNTL7d6c/s1600-h/P1000452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBsdjKQUI/AAAAAAAAAxU/SH9bNTL7d6c/s200/P1000452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085551005077750082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all together now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBs9jKQVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5hlYgPcaWug/s1600-h/P1000453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBs9jKQVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5hlYgPcaWug/s200/P1000453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085551013667684690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tammie and liying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBtNjKQWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FFFaCXqHSM0/s1600-h/P1000455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOBtNjKQWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FFFaCXqHSM0/s200/P1000455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085551017962652002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we found a beach near where the luge was and the sand was relatively.. not as uneven as compared to palawan beach.. so we decided to juz kick ball! the girls didn wanna join in.. so i guess they had fun with the camera.. and the sand.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCqdjKQXI/AAAAAAAAAxs/fZh82kcJqEs/s1600-h/P1000456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCqdjKQXI/AAAAAAAAAxs/fZh82kcJqEs/s200/P1000456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552070229639538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soccer..[i failed to intercept.. zzz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCrNjKQYI/AAAAAAAAAx0/shdD4jK0dJU/s1600-h/P1000459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCrNjKQYI/AAAAAAAAAx0/shdD4jK0dJU/s200/P1000459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552083114541442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCs9jKQZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wcy77F95y30/s1600-h/P1000460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCs9jKQZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wcy77F95y30/s200/P1000460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552113179312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liying looks fierce.. huili.. more like happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCtdjKQaI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FCtncix-NQA/s1600-h/P1000461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCtdjKQaI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FCtncix-NQA/s200/P1000461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552121769247138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gene tries to dribble pass me and fails.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCvNjKQbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/n8WxA46rxdo/s1600-h/P1000465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOCvNjKQbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/n8WxA46rxdo/s200/P1000465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552151834018226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODj9jKQcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/wPIqbvJqLdk/s1600-h/P1000467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODj9jKQcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/wPIqbvJqLdk/s200/P1000467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085553058072117698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODkdjKQdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XNwMjipUANc/s1600-h/P1000469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODkdjKQdI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XNwMjipUANc/s200/P1000469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085553066662052306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODk9jKQeI/AAAAAAAAAyk/m9XbwTPmzcc/s1600-h/P1000471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODk9jKQeI/AAAAAAAAAyk/m9XbwTPmzcc/s200/P1000471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085553075251986914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODldjKQfI/AAAAAAAAAys/cRXH3Y9pjSY/s1600-h/P1000475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODldjKQfI/AAAAAAAAAys/cRXH3Y9pjSY/s200/P1000475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085553083841921522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and gals&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODltjKQgI/AAAAAAAAAy0/BNLT7UOXfXs/s1600-h/P1000479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpODltjKQgI/AAAAAAAAAy0/BNLT7UOXfXs/s200/P1000479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085553088136888834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gene and tammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOEntjKQhI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NyrZpuClgaw/s1600-h/P1000480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOEntjKQhI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NyrZpuClgaw/s200/P1000480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085554222008254994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tammie and me.. guess who won? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOEodjKQiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Edz7mwgM2vk/s1600-h/P1000484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpOEodjKQiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Edz7mwgM2vk/s200/P1000484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085554234893156898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scandal i tell u!! SCANDAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[photo removed on request by anujah]&lt;br /&gt;[yes both of em]&lt;br /&gt;[ask her if u wanna know why]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;height discrimination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made worse by me.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the day ended.. it turned dark.. and we headed to Vivo for dinner.. before going home after a game of pool..&lt;br /&gt;i juz simply adore ODAC..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all photos are credited to Tammie..&lt;br /&gt;all photos are scaled down to reduce size. msn me for the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4328882303738256338?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4328882303738256338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4328882303738256338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4328882303738256338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4328882303738256338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/odac-outing-sentosa.html' title='ODAC outing [Sentosa]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RpN6_djKQDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/lLBGi62eiBY/s72-c/P1000364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-3627721628313348197</id><published>2007-07-08T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:13:42.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming updates</title><content type='html'>there's been a serious lack of updates in this blog.. and ppl are bugging me to upload the photos.. lol... so here's whats to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Xinyi Belated Bdae celeb [290607]&lt;br /&gt;2. ODAC sentosa outing [030707]&lt;br /&gt;3. ODAC Farewell [060707]&lt;br /&gt;4. Conservation Ambassador training [070707]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 major activities in a little more than a week.. gosh this is nuts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-3627721628313348197?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/3627721628313348197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=3627721628313348197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3627721628313348197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3627721628313348197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/upcoming-updates.html' title='Upcoming updates'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-7310810017068749704</id><published>2007-07-03T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:14:12.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender of a Comp..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A language instructor was explaining to her class that in French, nouns unlike their English counterparts, are grammatically designated as masculine or feminine. “House,” in French, is feminine&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“la maison.” “Pencil,” in French, is masculine&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“le crayon.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One puzzled student asked, “What gender is computer?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The teacher did not know, and the word wasn’t in her French dictionary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So she split the class into two groups appropriately enough, by gender and asked them to decide whether “computer” should be a masculine or feminine noun. Both groups were required to give four reasons for their recommendation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The men’s group decided that computers should definitely be of the feminine gender (“la computer”), because:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for possible later retrieval;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your pay check on accessories for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The women’s group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine (“le computer”), because:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. They have a lot of data but they are still clueless;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you’d waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.&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/16851882-7310810017068749704?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7310810017068749704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7310810017068749704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7310810017068749704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7310810017068749704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/gender-of-comp.html' title='Gender of a Comp..'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-5352563769735703066</id><published>2007-07-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:37.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Church Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JdjKP-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ur0WGrmhHgE/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JdjKP-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ur0WGrmhHgE/s320/funny_church_signs_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082863197364043746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JdjKP_I/AAAAAAAAAus/dvG8QL5BWAw/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JdjKP_I/AAAAAAAAAus/dvG8QL5BWAw/s320/funny_church_signs_012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082863197364043762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lZGK45_SFmQ/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lZGK45_SFmQ/s320/funny_church_signs_013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082863201659011074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/VkyAJnqfCZo/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/VkyAJnqfCZo/s320/funny_church_signs_014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082863201659011090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/YvBktNp2Qj0/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JtjKQCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/YvBktNp2Qj0/s320/funny_church_signs_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082863201659011106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0p9jKP5I/AAAAAAAAAt8/8cIi4d9QlDI/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0p9jKP5I/AAAAAAAAAt8/8cIi4d9QlDI/s320/funny_church_signs_006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862656198164370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0p9jKP6I/AAAAAAAAAuE/_4JnNMRcRfM/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0p9jKP6I/AAAAAAAAAuE/_4JnNMRcRfM/s320/funny_church_signs_007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862656198164386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qNjKP7I/AAAAAAAAAuM/k8mgmofYORc/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qNjKP7I/AAAAAAAAAuM/k8mgmofYORc/s320/funny_church_signs_008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862660493131698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qNjKP8I/AAAAAAAAAuU/jDlf2GS-mEM/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qNjKP8I/AAAAAAAAAuU/jDlf2GS-mEM/s320/funny_church_signs_009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862660493131714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qdjKP9I/AAAAAAAAAuc/M-n9qmCKlhw/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0qdjKP9I/AAAAAAAAAuc/M-n9qmCKlhw/s320/funny_church_signs_010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862664788099026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bNjKP0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZKngco-i6fY/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bNjKP0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZKngco-i6fY/s320/funny_church_signs_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862402795093826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bNjKP1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/yX-w4AHv8MQ/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bNjKP1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/yX-w4AHv8MQ/s320/funny_church_signs_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862402795093842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bdjKP2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/MglAzotwJbk/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bdjKP2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/MglAzotwJbk/s320/funny_church_signs_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862407090061154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bdjKP3I/AAAAAAAAAts/orn5HbD2zek/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0bdjKP3I/AAAAAAAAAts/orn5HbD2zek/s320/funny_church_signs_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862407090061170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0b9jKP4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/YPmP5jOoL2w/s1600-h/funny_church_signs_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron0b9jKP4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/YPmP5jOoL2w/s320/funny_church_signs_005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082862415679995778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious yes.. but how true they are.. haha.. except for the baptist no protestant one.. cuz i am one.. zz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5352563769735703066?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5352563769735703066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5352563769735703066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5352563769735703066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5352563769735703066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/07/hilarious-church-signs.html' title='Hilarious Church Signs'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ron1JdjKP-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/Ur0WGrmhHgE/s72-c/funny_church_signs_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-4137150124639524023</id><published>2007-06-30T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:31:58.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's looking up</title><content type='html'>the exams are finally over.. ok so maybe they were over since thurs.. and been bz bz bz since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;the last paper ended and i had the urge to just simply jump out of my seat and shout wooHOO!! really.. 4days of exam is nuts in JC term.. espcially when u have 2 H2 subjects on the same day! so i went out with the ODAC people to watch transformers. i was really concerned when we actually decided with it as the majority being guys.. and guys will be guys.. voted to watch it over Surf's up, to the disappointment of the girls.. especially jas.. she wanted to watch surf's up so much.. haha.. o well..&lt;br /&gt;Transformers was way better than i had originally expected it to be!! i mean.. getting to see the nighthawk, F22 Raptor, Spectre Gunship and the thunderbolts.. o man.. its just so cool!! Bumblebee [Sam's gurdian Autobot] is definitely the best robot in terms of the whole show in general. how it helped Sam get his girl, how it defeated the deceptacons, etc.. it was just the best.. everyone was really sad when it got caught by the military initially thinking that it was against them too.. the whole movie was just so cool! ok so u get my point.. go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;ying fang was suppose to meet us after the movie but later found out she went to orchard instead of suntec to find us.. gosh.. wonder who told her that we were in orchard! so we all spent the time walking around the toy fair outside carefour, looking at all the toys and how tk amused himself with the remote controlled cars.. lol.. the cars drove between me and jas's legs! gosh.. wonder what tk and the other boy who was playing were thinking.. jas i think wanted to take revenge and took control of the car as soon as tk put it down and it somehow drove towards the boy and hit him.. she later denied it wasnt intentional.. hmm.. i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;ying fang finally found us and we went shopping till around 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will update about friday soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Xinyi extreme belated bdae celeb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4137150124639524023?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4137150124639524023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4137150124639524023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4137150124639524023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4137150124639524023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/lifes-looking-up.html' title='life&apos;s looking up'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-3609486040423210492</id><published>2007-06-29T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:42:32.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count on Him Singapore- Dick Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eSQhXiAZvw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eSQhXiAZvw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since u ppl keep asking me for the video.. why not just watch it on the net.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-3609486040423210492?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/3609486040423210492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=3609486040423210492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3609486040423210492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3609486040423210492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/count-on-him-singapore-dick-lee.html' title='Count on Him Singapore- Dick Lee'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6256009854274538316</id><published>2007-06-24T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T00:04:42.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Slowly 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;i also wish to dedicate this to my friends.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season&lt;br /&gt;or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will&lt;br /&gt;know what to do for that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is&lt;br /&gt;usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have&lt;br /&gt;come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide&lt;br /&gt;you with guidance and support, to aid you physically,&lt;br /&gt;emotionally or spiritually. (or for you to offer the&lt;br /&gt;same FOR or to THEM). They may seem like a godsend and&lt;br /&gt;they are.. They are there for the reason you need them&lt;br /&gt;to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an&lt;br /&gt;inconvenient time, this person will say or do&lt;br /&gt;something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met,&lt;br /&gt;our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The  prayer&lt;br /&gt;you sent up has been answered and now it is time to&lt;br /&gt;move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON,&lt;br /&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring you an&lt;br /&gt;experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach&lt;br /&gt;you something you have never done. They usually give&lt;br /&gt;you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime&lt;br /&gt;lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a&lt;br /&gt;solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the&lt;br /&gt;lesson, love the person and put what you have learned&lt;br /&gt;to use in all other relationships and areas of your&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is&lt;br /&gt;clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU for being a part of my life, whether you&lt;br /&gt;were a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6256009854274538316?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6256009854274538316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6256009854274538316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6256009854274538316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6256009854274538316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-slowly-2.html' title='Read Slowly 2'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-546791452761481292</id><published>2007-06-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T00:04:14.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Slowly 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 51);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 51);"&gt;Read Slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i just wanna dedicate this to all my friends.. &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;Have you ever wondered which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hurts the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;Saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; and wishing you hadn't?, or&lt;br /&gt;Saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I guess the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; things are the hardest things to say.Don't be afraid to&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; someone you love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;If you do, they might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;...if you don't, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; might break theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;Have u ever decided not 2 become a couple because you were so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; of losing what you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; had with that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;u&gt;can't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own........when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 204);"&gt;Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; Too many of us stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;walled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt;care as much, or even at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever denied your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; for someone because your fear of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; was too hard to handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt; don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, afraid of what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;will think, afraid of what will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; out about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;grows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;Life is all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;risks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;and it requires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; have done, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;* What would you do if every time you fell in love you &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to say good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;never got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to tell them how you felt? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; even if it is that you don't care anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;What would you do if you &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;someone more than ever and you couldn't have them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" type="CITE"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;*What would you do if you never got the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:Impact;" &gt;chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Arial;" &gt;them?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt;People live, but people die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Arial;" &gt;I want to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;you are a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you died tomorrow (God Forbid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" type="CITE"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;you would be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Would I be in yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:silver;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;You might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;u&gt;best friends&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; pretty good friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;the next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Impact;" &gt; don't talk that often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;next, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;don't want to talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; at all the year after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Arial Black;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);"&gt; special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;to me and you have made a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;difference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;u&gt;look up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt;to you, &lt;u&gt;respect you&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;truly cherish&lt;/u&gt; you , most of all I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204);font-family:Impact;" &gt; about friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt;Remember, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt; everyone needs a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; someday you might feel like you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:silver;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:Impact;" &gt;NO FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;just remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; this e-mail and takecomfort in knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;somebody out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:silver;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Impact;" &gt;about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 255, 128);font-family:Impact;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;and .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;color:silver;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Impact;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51);font-family:Impact;" &gt; will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Impact;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 255, 128);font-family:Impact;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 204);"&gt; I care about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;YOU !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 204);font-family:Arial;" &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/16851882-546791452761481292?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/546791452761481292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=546791452761481292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/546791452761481292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/546791452761481292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-slowly-1.html' title='Read Slowly 1'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6860878742288811097</id><published>2007-06-20T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:20:34.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Dash</title><content type='html'>there's barely 5days left till the start of the dreaded mid-yrs.. which will once again be the platform where my parents will use against me to not go church. i am obviously against the ways they want me to free up my weekends from commitments which they had hoped since my NCC days.. initially there came a light, it being the 5day week.. but i still came back for remedials, NCC, and what nots.. to their dismay of cause. and soon.. church came into play.. now completely "robbing" as they say.. of my saturdays.. sigh.. ok.. not the point..&lt;br /&gt;so back to the topic.. i had been busy.. so busy that there was no time for me to study at all till this very last week! filled with so many activities.. including odac, nus attachment and my church annual conference. i wasted no time in utilizing the time i had left and headed down to NLB with liying and yingfang on monday..&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda of a nostalgic feeling.. cuz here i am sitting down at the spot again.. as i was a year back when i started to choing for my Os.. the queue was still there as always.. and fancy meeting fellow MJians there too.. haha.. alex and his gang.. liying and yf actually managed to get some work done.. and they were so amazed at themselves.. haha.. even saying they should do this more often.. LOL.. wonder where they studies during their secondary school days.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with those 2 is simply.. well.. never once boring.. we talked all the way through the 2hour break we took.. totally exceeding the time limit i had for us.. o well.. i mean.. can't really help it when u are having fun in a supermarket.. lol.. i wonder if it will be the same for tml as i go down to study at NLB once more..&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was really just me and my church friends studyin at expo coffee bean.. haha.. again like old times.. i guess O levels does help u find out where is it that u can study in SG.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;but the highlight would definitely be the UAC [Unit Appreciation Ceremony] held by my NCC unit.. in celebration of 5years of distinction.. aka 5 years gold and attaining the Sustained Achievement Award.. AND.. making our stand in dmn that NCC air is the best UG among them all there.. i totally had fun there.. especially crapping with the guys there and playing "family feud" on the laptop which is just so hilarious.. haha.. first time i played i actually made it to the top 5 of the leaderboard i think.. haha.. so cool.. i totally miss the guys.. all the fun times we had.. and they making fun of my physical features.. =.= ok that aside.. the campfire itself was special.. firstly.. the fire was made entirely by us.. unlike other years where we borrow wood from scouts and yea.. we made it so nicely.. and it burnt up way too quickly too.. too much ventilation i guess.. tk and me.. being the enthu ODACians we are.. taught our junior the game.. where's the peanut.. haha.. total crap i tell u.. we got it flushed down the toilet.. burnt in the fire.. us acting cute.. being handsome.. and ___ u get the idea.. =)&lt;br /&gt;photos are yet to be uploaded as they are taken by the unit camera.. nv knew we had one.. LOL.. so u gotta wait for the photos!!&lt;br /&gt;and now.. back to mugging.. i'm getting tired of muggin!! my brain is gonna be so dry!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6860878742288811097?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6860878742288811097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6860878742288811097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6860878742288811097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6860878742288811097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/mad-dash.html' title='Mad Dash'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-5182734333417450920</id><published>2007-06-17T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:39.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUS Spider Research</title><content type='html'>Spider Research? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i could hardly contain myself when i learned that i had been selected for this program. i mean.. firstly its an attachment to NUS.. which is already WOW.. then its actually a research! meaning we're actually gonna help them do it.. or at least that was the first impression i had of it.. reason being that limited info about the whole thing was given to us. it was not until we met the researcher herself, eunice, that i found out what kind of crap i got myself into. i thought we were gonna research about something more, erm, say exciting. looking at larger spiders? cuz the one we're researching are way small.. probably the size of one letter here.. yup.. i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i signed up for this. i was selected for it. i can't possibly back out now right? i mean.. no matter how little interest i had in it. backing out is definitely not an option here. and so.. i went.. and 4 days of attachment followed.. with rather hilarious findings.. nope not based on the research itself of cuz.. i found other ways to entertain my bored self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPT5KVJnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SagdfFRy74g/s1600-h/NUS+Spider001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPT5KVJnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SagdfFRy74g/s200/NUS+Spider001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076840251877828210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the place.. well 1 of it.. where we conducted our research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPT5KVJoI/AAAAAAAAAsE/a0_ZSeiXSN4/s1600-h/NUS+Spider008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPT5KVJoI/AAAAAAAAAsE/a0_ZSeiXSN4/s200/NUS+Spider008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076840251877828226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the erm.. pond view from where we were.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPUJKVJpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/jJIU4FUddys/s1600-h/NUS+Spider009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPUJKVJpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/jJIU4FUddys/s200/NUS+Spider009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076840256172795538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HongQing.. my partner in crime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPUZKVJqI/AAAAAAAAAsU/y0YuKkN2J68/s1600-h/NUS+Spider035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPUZKVJqI/AAAAAAAAAsU/y0YuKkN2J68/s200/NUS+Spider035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076840260467762850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a reef crab i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRApKVJsI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Jj0yn3dVMyU/s1600-h/NUS+Spider016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRApKVJsI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Jj0yn3dVMyU/s200/NUS+Spider016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076842120188602050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mudskipper.. haha.. yup.. it was that small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRA5KVJtI/AAAAAAAAAss/irkdfEPr2bo/s1600-h/NUS+Spider039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRA5KVJtI/AAAAAAAAAss/irkdfEPr2bo/s200/NUS+Spider039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076842124483569362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. peeping erm.. dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRA5KVJuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wjnD2qJP_eE/s1600-h/NUS+Spider041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRA5KVJuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/wjnD2qJP_eE/s200/NUS+Spider041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076842124483569378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;super big fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRBJKVJvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3F6swhXCkgQ/s1600-h/NUS+Spider018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRBJKVJvI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3F6swhXCkgQ/s200/NUS+Spider018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076842128778536690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they actually sold these there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRBZKVJwI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V3cv31yhLR8/s1600-h/NUS+Spider019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSRBZKVJwI/AAAAAAAAAtE/V3cv31yhLR8/s200/NUS+Spider019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076842133073504002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from the tallest place in ubin.. Ubin Quarry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we did all sorts of things to entertain ourselves as we waited for the hours to pass by where we had to periodically take down readings of the temperature, humidity, light intensity, etc.. so we kinda explored the island as u could probably tell from the pictures above.. observing marine life rather than spiders.. spooked by the horrendously big flies.. goosebumps from seeing how despo a god can get on ubin.. and climbing hills on ubin.. haha.. yea. we did all that.. it rocks when u actually been there for a camp few months back.. so u kinda remember where all the fun stuff were.. and difficult tracks were.. haha.. i'm sorry hongqing for bringing u along with me.. i needed to entertain myself.. haha.. we both had fun nonetheless.. i mean..it beats waiting under the canopy.. which did little to shield us from the scorching sun and heatwave.. trying to study which we apparently failed rather miserably.. yea.. the experience there.. was.. eye opening... for the field of research.. but i really find no interest in animals which don't move around much.. as i found on during this prog.. being more interested into marine animals found along the coastal areas.. even the researcher commented in the report she drafted for us.. that i should sign up for things i am truly interested in.. hey.. i'm only 17.. and we dont really get to expose ourselves to alot of things.. so yea.. i'm trying to find out what exactly do i like doing.. and what i like in nature exactly..&lt;br /&gt;the findings? marine life.. really.. i should have signed up for the st john trip.. it would have been much more fulfilling and interesting for me.. but it was snapped out too fast altogether.. so no choice i guess..&lt;br /&gt;o well.. life is a learning experience anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSTVZKVJxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zs_cmss9_Lw/s1600-h/NUS+Spider026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSTVZKVJxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zs_cmss9_Lw/s320/NUS+Spider026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076844675694143250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from ubin jetty.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5182734333417450920?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5182734333417450920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5182734333417450920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5182734333417450920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5182734333417450920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/nus-spider-research.html' title='NUS Spider Research'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RnSPT5KVJnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SagdfFRy74g/s72-c/NUS+Spider001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-2747197247325986795</id><published>2007-06-12T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:35:33.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friend Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/546549"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/546549/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2747197247325986795?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2747197247325986795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2747197247325986795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2747197247325986795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2747197247325986795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-friend-test.html' title='True Friend Test'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-571954362136404044</id><published>2007-06-08T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:08:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>body breakdown?</title><content type='html'>i never thought it could happen to me.. i thought i was all high and mighty and that my body could withstood any sort of punishment i laid down on it.. i was wrong.. i think..&lt;br /&gt;it all began with a sore throat on tues night.. really insignificant ain't it.. then as i walked to sch the following morning.. i could feel heat really just gushing out of my neck region.. i never experienced it before.. so i thought little about it and set my mind onto the outing i was about to have with kevan and rebecca.. one to look out for really.. i mean.. 3 of us good friends just out to have fun.. what could go wrong right? and i mean.. mind over body correct? or at least that's what they say..&lt;br /&gt;we went down to marina square after we met up in school and learning all the fun cheers kevan learnt in LTC.. haha.. man it sounded so fun.. and the cheers juz way cool.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;we decided to catch a movie.. namely Shrek 3.. i mean.. who would have known GV marina only had 4 movies that day? 2 of which we watched before already and another way too late for us.. lol.. yea.. its kinda of a no choice situation.. haha.. went down to yoshinoya to makan lunch aft gettin e tix.. there was this new dish there.. i duno what its name was but it tasted like fish i think.. and it cost me $6? with no drinks to add on.. zzz.. best part was becca dumped me all of her veggies.. my gosh.. you should eat em u know.. its like good for ur health becca!&lt;br /&gt;even then the thumping in my head was there.. i tried my best to contain it and not to show it to the 2.. lest they worry for me and forgot abt the main point of having fun.. i didn know what to do really.. my cough was getting worse too.. my nose thankfully not blocked.. well not yet at least..&lt;br /&gt;went up to the creative store next and we saw this cool new mp3 player.. not sure what it was called.. but its so small and it came in all sorts of colours! becca naturally loved the pink and i the orange.. haha.. kevan seemed to have doubts over the shade of green it had.. LOL.. we played with it and adjusted the speaker next to it as we spent the time singing to our fav tunes.. ok maybe not so fav.. simply just any nice songs which came out.. =).. Pool was next in queue.. haha.. can u believe it costs $10 per hour there? its a total reap off man.. but who cares.. its a calling LOL.. kevan claimed that he improved since i last played with him when we were in tpjc.. guess not.. haha.. i won him 4-2.. 1 of which cuz i hit the black ball into the wrong hole.. haha.. but one to me also cuz kevan hit the black ball into the hole before completing the rest of the balls.. not on purpose obviously.. becca refused to play no matter how we persuaded her to.. she kept saying she preferred watching people play and complaining she was really sleepy due to choir.. haha.. ask u sleep on the train dun wan lah.. silly girl..&lt;br /&gt;the headache became worse as we enter the cinema.. the movie was alright i guess.. the plot so so.. storyline nothing original.. its jokes ultimately saved the whole movie.. my eyes struggled to keep open as i battled the pain in my head.. my mind was set on the thought of eating sakae sushi for dinner with em as we originally planned.. and of cuz paying attention to every detail in the movie so we could chat about it shortly after.. the pain proved too much to bear..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so apologetic to them as i told em about my situation.. they walked me home.. of which i am so grateful for.. nothing i say here can really express how thankful i am to the 2 of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feelin much better now.. thanks.. though i had fever again this morn after having one ytd which subsided in the afternoon.. sigh..my mother scolded me for straining my body.. saying that my body broke down on her own non-medical based judgment.. maybe i should try not to strain my body too much.. but what exactly have i done the past days leading to the incident? a visit to NSC on monday.. ODAC re-test, basketball, table tennis sing song and bobo house on tuesday.. and walking to the MRT to go mjc on wed morning? i don't think my body broke down really.. i've had worse schedule while in TPJC when in Dragonboat.. so this is really nothing.. come on. i'm tougher than this!&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just an excuse for her to clam down on me and make me not go out more often.. zzz.. nice try..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-571954362136404044?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/571954362136404044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=571954362136404044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/571954362136404044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/571954362136404044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/body-breakdown.html' title='body breakdown?'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-2855530406679073083</id><published>2007-06-04T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:44.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Belumut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ODAC Mount Belumut 30may-1june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Belumut.. or in english.. mount "moss".. after the trip.. i think it should be named Mount Leeches instead.. its filled with it..&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. MJ ODAC met early in the morn.. like 6.30am? and we were on our way shortly after.. ok.. maybe not so soon.. me and eugene still had time to play basketball in the dark for a while.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;and so.. like every other overseas trip to malaysia.. the people on the bus tend to get a little.. erm.. bored in a sense.. or rather to put it in a polite way.. =).. mockery of each other's passport photos.. sleeping in the most candid of ways.. the almighty time-killer game of bridge.. and the most dramatic.. indian poker!! the forfeit was truth or dare.. and no.. there ain't no juicy details for u viewers.. what goes on in ODAC.. stays in it.. that was the rule.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxRZHeq_I/AAAAAAAAAok/CNiBtqTR9Ao/s1600-h/P1010826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxRZHeq_I/AAAAAAAAAok/CNiBtqTR9Ao/s200/P1010826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072092517707459570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my passport photo [7yrs old]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxRpHerAI/AAAAAAAAAos/iaANsNlwcyY/s1600-h/P1010827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxRpHerAI/AAAAAAAAAos/iaANsNlwcyY/s200/P1010827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072092522002426882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bing wen Sleeping.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxR5HerBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tKVDl1od5oo/s1600-h/P1010838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxR5HerBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tKVDl1od5oo/s200/P1010838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072092526297394194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charles sleeping also.. and never to be awoken despite the ding we made.. and he was in the center of it all.. amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxSJHerCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/X4J83Ackloc/s1600-h/P1010832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxSJHerCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/X4J83Ackloc/s200/P1010832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072092530592361506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxSZHerDI/AAAAAAAAApE/T-b0Vm6RBhQ/s1600-h/P1010835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxSZHerDI/AAAAAAAAApE/T-b0Vm6RBhQ/s200/P1010835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072092534887328818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Spastic things i had to do as forfeit.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOyZ5HerEI/AAAAAAAAApM/4e10ami0eLI/s1600-h/P1010830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOyZ5HerEI/AAAAAAAAApM/4e10ami0eLI/s200/P1010830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072093763247975490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J1s at the back of the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and i thought we were going to the mountain on an empty stomach.. lol.. i was so horribly wrong!! we actually stopped to have breakfast.. haha.. the food is CHEAP but small in portion.. zzz.. i had cant remember how many servings man.. i juz kept eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOy_5HerFI/AAAAAAAAApU/RqkfadBqo-k/s1600-h/P1010836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOy_5HerFI/AAAAAAAAApU/RqkfadBqo-k/s200/P1010836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072094416083004498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph me and ivan sipping from our soya milk.. which states "source of protein".. and it has more fats then protein as stated on the nutrition label.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOzAJHerGI/AAAAAAAAApc/AoXaKVvqBJM/s1600-h/P1010837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOzAJHerGI/AAAAAAAAApc/AoXaKVvqBJM/s200/P1010837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072094420377971810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that was what i ate.. the blue and red plates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and so we reached the mountain!! aft i think 4hours of traveling.. i think it was more of laughter and scandals revealed more than anything.. haha.. we all thought we were gonna pitch our tents and ascend the mountain immediately.. but we were given 3hours of R&amp;R.. wah. i thought it only happened in NCC.. lol.. and so.. we became cam whores.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0SpHerHI/AAAAAAAAApk/R8RP12uQqZw/s1600-h/P1010841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0SpHerHI/AAAAAAAAApk/R8RP12uQqZw/s200/P1010841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072095837717179506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC  J1 Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0SpHerII/AAAAAAAAAps/LEVM5nZCnng/s1600-h/P1010842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0SpHerII/AAAAAAAAAps/LEVM5nZCnng/s200/P1010842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072095837717179522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC J1 Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0S5HerJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/uE7a3P3omI4/s1600-h/P1010847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0S5HerJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/uE7a3P3omI4/s200/P1010847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072095842012146834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC J1s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0TJHerKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0Pla5KdEjIU/s1600-h/P1010859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0TJHerKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0Pla5KdEjIU/s200/P1010859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072095846307114146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Tammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0TZHerLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/OdeYrzLd2TA/s1600-h/P1010839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO0TZHerLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/OdeYrzLd2TA/s200/P1010839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072095850602081458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this butterfly flew onto my finger.. it really did!! i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1spHerMI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rNE7G84Xr70/s1600-h/P1010853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1spHerMI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rNE7G84Xr70/s200/P1010853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072097383905406146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View outside my tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tJHerNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/du0EzRGWL0o/s1600-h/P1010854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tJHerNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/du0EzRGWL0o/s200/P1010854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072097392495340754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside my tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tJHerOI/AAAAAAAAAqc/alAype_rkwM/s1600-h/P1010855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tJHerOI/AAAAAAAAAqc/alAype_rkwM/s200/P1010855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072097392495340770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tk eugene zhi wei and me playing bridge to pass time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tZHerPI/AAAAAAAAAqk/k3LufxIWOo0/s1600-h/P1010857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO1tZHerPI/AAAAAAAAAqk/k3LufxIWOo0/s200/P1010857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072097396790308082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me having fun with the swing we found.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;R&amp;R was soon over.. and we began a 1hour trek.. supposedly meant to prep us for the climb.. we crossed rivers.. scaled very steep slopes with almost no footings.. and became food for leeches.. gosh.. the ground was filled with it.. the river was filled with it.. and we had to cross it with water at our neck level! thank god my camera was in zhi wei's waterproof pouch!! phew.. was so darn worried.. plus.. it had to rain.. yup.. rain.. zzz.. the river became more rough and the tide came in.. making the crossing even harder.. i was a bait for leeches.. ok.. not so.. 5 came on me but i took em out before it started to feed on me.. ying fang liying and eugene were worse.. kenyston the worst.. the first 3 had leeches on em in various places.. mainly the hand and legs.. of which many i help take out.. lol.. maybe cuz i cant stand em screaming! its painful for the ears k.. kenyston found it in erm.. his boxers.. ok.. enough said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4XJHerQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eyfxmSGJ9fw/s1600-h/P1010860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4XJHerQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eyfxmSGJ9fw/s200/P1010860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072100313073102082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Bingwen[think he's shag aft the trek]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4XpHerRI/AAAAAAAAAq0/vkzu6UJN1wE/s1600-h/P1010862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4XpHerRI/AAAAAAAAAq0/vkzu6UJN1wE/s200/P1010862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072100321663036690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;julia tammie vera all wet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4YZHerSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/n_HpgzjuUTc/s1600-h/P1010865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4YZHerSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/n_HpgzjuUTc/s200/P1010865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072100334547938594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivan and me.. we styled each other's hair.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4ZJHerTI/AAAAAAAAArE/Sjt80oR1P94/s1600-h/P1010874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO4ZJHerTI/AAAAAAAAArE/Sjt80oR1P94/s200/P1010874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072100347432840498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the leech we took off from liying's leg..&lt;br /&gt;did i mention she had a bee sting too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the following day.. we finally started our hike up and down the mountain.. which stands at 1010m.. rather short really.. compared to mount ophir.. but the terrain is way more challenging.. its super steep!&lt;br /&gt;the light there was very bad.. so i didn take much photos.. and it started to rain b4 we reached the summit.. we were juz 5min away from it.. darn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO655HerUI/AAAAAAAAArM/Jr5rKPwkdgU/s1600-h/P1010875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO655HerUI/AAAAAAAAArM/Jr5rKPwkdgU/s200/P1010875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103109096811842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Courtesy of TK and Rezza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO66JHerVI/AAAAAAAAArU/WwQ-DS0GKMg/s1600-h/P1010877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO66JHerVI/AAAAAAAAArU/WwQ-DS0GKMg/s200/P1010877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103113391779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup.. ants were that big up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO66pHerWI/AAAAAAAAArc/T6Cd_R2NX7o/s1600-h/P1010878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO66pHerWI/AAAAAAAAArc/T6Cd_R2NX7o/s200/P1010878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103121981713762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh.. tammie's bag.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO67JHerXI/AAAAAAAAArk/xYKrTwwQ-Zk/s1600-h/P1010879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO67JHerXI/AAAAAAAAArk/xYKrTwwQ-Zk/s200/P1010879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103130571648370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;insufficient light=cool effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO67pHerYI/AAAAAAAAArs/XcORZWwjMV0/s1600-h/P1010888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmO67pHerYI/AAAAAAAAArs/XcORZWwjMV0/s200/P1010888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072103139161582978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grp 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that kinda sums up the photos i have in my cam.. the relavant one's of cuz.. haha.. the rest of the photos of us at work is in Ms Tan's camera.. gotta wait and get it from her.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2855530406679073083?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2855530406679073083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2855530406679073083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2855530406679073083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2855530406679073083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/06/mount-belumut.html' title='Mount Belumut'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RmOxRZHeq_I/AAAAAAAAAok/CNiBtqTR9Ao/s72-c/P1010826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-109980844594327659</id><published>2007-05-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:55:21.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking too much??</title><content type='html'>i find myself really quiet the past 2 days.. even during the learning journey.. this despite me having fun at katong playing pool with half of my class.. yea.. half.. maybe less.. cuz the class literally split into 2 "factions".. sigh.. i really don't know what to do.. i've been zoning out ever too often.. thinking about why this is so.. an answer never did come.. i do not know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't myself the past few days.. been way too quiet for my own good.. not my usual jovial self.. i actually felt empty inside.. probably due to recent incidents which i will not digress into.. went to bishan with kevan today.. for the interview to be a Bay Ambassador which simply is a helper at the national day parade.. my hopes have been dampen though.. as i will not be able to make it on the actual day.. yea.. sad right.. cuz i will be having my ODAC cluster trip.. and CCA unfortunately takes priority.. sigh.. o well.. i love ODAC to the core anyways.. and at least it frees up my saturday times.. at least i get to celeb my bdae more appropriately!! *hints*.. heys.. that's as much i'm gonna tell u! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i'm leaving for M'sia tml to climb moung belumut.. cant wait for it.. although i have to report in sch like at 6.30am.. zzz.. o heck.. ODAC will rock the mountain and others will feel the mountain tremble.. wahhahaha.. ok.. i gotta go sleep now.. if not gonna be zombie tml!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-109980844594327659?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/109980844594327659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=109980844594327659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/109980844594327659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/109980844594327659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/thinking-too-much.html' title='thinking too much??'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-9079223711384076054</id><published>2007-05-29T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:37:43.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misguided priority shifts</title><content type='html'>i feel my priorities are all wrong.. i'm focusing a whole lot on CIP stuff and neglecting my studies which i most certainly hope i'm not.. i'm thinking on what i have done wrong rather than how i can improve on it.. i'm thinking about if i am not bonded enough with the class.. i undertake so many roles that the stress is nearly killing me.. i willingly pay up first without checking my pocket first.. o man..&lt;br /&gt;at least i know one thing.. being withdrawn from the CSSP camp organised by heartware.. i joined the Bay Ambassador which is also organised by them.. so i hope that can clear my debt.. not that i wanted to withdraw.. we were withdrawn by the school when they learnt of our involvement.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not entirely sure what is happening to me.. church seems to have taken a step back in my priorities.. not that i want to but rather the activities which i am engaged in forced me to do so.. my cell grp leader thinks otherwise.. she thinks that i am backsliding and making up excuses to miss cell grp and service.. these are the 2 things which i will want to miss most! somehow that message never did get across to her.. plus.. my academics comes first above everything else.. i do not care what u say abt my passion towards GOD.. it is always there, burning and shining bright amid the thunderstorm.. u will not question it.. but now that u have.. i am hurt.. a dagger stabbed into my heart of faith.. such incidents should never happen.. maybe u didn mean it.. but it sounded very much like it.. here's an example..&lt;br /&gt;i have been missing svc and cell grp the past 2 weeks due to my extremely packed schedules which i am unable to take an early leave.. and when a cell grp outreach BBQ at ECP comes.. and i cannot attend as i have something on the next day early in the morning.. my CGL sends me the sms in reply to mine.. "its ok.. u go ahead with your school stuff.. we'll have fun"..&lt;br /&gt;it is obviously implying that i should come for the outreach even if it meant i have to become a zombie the next day and possibly collaspe on the floor due to the lack of rest.. sigh.. i really do not know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;now i have undertaken a new CIP project under my shoulders which would mean my saturdays would have to be sacrificed and church be compromised as all of its trainings are saturday based.. i wonder what will u say then.. or maybe what my CGL will say when he return from his break.. i do not know.. but i hope he is more understanding.. i may not be in church.. but i will shine for GOD in other areas.. in the marketplace as i make an impact in other people's life.. isnt that what pastor kong have longed told us to do? i am carrying that statement out in reality and u seem to be disagreeing with what i do.. my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My studies will always come second.. followed by CCA and CIP..  SERVICE will always be first.. never doubt that.. i never did.. i try my utmost to attend it.. even to the disagreement of my parents.. only that u do not know.. of cuz u dont.. u never did ask now have you.. i dont know what to say now..&lt;br /&gt;MARK my words.. i will attend EMERGE.. this despite the fact i would most likely be shagged by my m'sia mountain climbing trip.. i will attend.. u cannot doubt me then.. fire me with the questions and doubts u have about me then.. i will reply with the fiery of passion from within my heart.. that u can be assured.. that taking that u will actually ask me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-9079223711384076054?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/9079223711384076054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=9079223711384076054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9079223711384076054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9079223711384076054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/misguided-priority-shifts.html' title='misguided priority shifts'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-7877556547698014384</id><published>2007-05-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:22:56.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stained glass masquerade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;b&gt;"Stained Glass Masquerade"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Is there anyone that fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Is there anyone that falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cause when I take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Everybody seems so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I know they'll soon discover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That I don't belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; So with a painted grin, I play the part again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; So everyone will see me the way that I see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Are we happy plastic people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With walls around our weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And smiles to hide our pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But if the invitation's open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; To every heart that has been broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe then we close the curtain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; On our stained glass masquerade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Is there anyone who's been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Are there any hands to raise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Am I the only one who's traded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In the altar for a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The performance is convincing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And we know every line by heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Only when no one is watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Can we really fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But would it set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If I dared to let you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The truth behind the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That you imagine me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Would your arms be open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Or would you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Would the love of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Be enough to make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i feel many of us are feeling the way this song describes it. i know the song's a gospel song.. but i applies nonetheless to everyone.. let me explain&lt;br /&gt;what comes to mind when u read the word glass.. windows, mirrors, etc.. they reflect what u are.. they allow light to pass through.. this is what we are.. ideally.. transparent to the world our inner thoughts and feelings.. reflecting what we portray on the outside as on the inside.. so the phrase stained glass.. when a window's stained.. the amount of light passing through is limited, the image we see on the other side is tainted.. this means we are keeping something from someone.. a dark secret perhaps.. a lie which we justify as so not to hurt the person's feeling only that it works the other way when the lie is exposed. we say we will commit to something wholeheartedly in words.. but at the back of our heads we are thinking that we may not be able to do what we say we will.. we think how our social life is affected, how our free time will be compromised.. how much inconvenience it would bring upon ourselves&lt;br /&gt;a masquerade is simply a party where invited guests don on masks to hide their true identity.. i'm not saying all of us are.. but sometimes we tell people things about us that are not true.. maybe saying that u did this.. u are the captain of so and so.. scored so much for this test, etc.. simply to portray a good image to that person.. i mean.. first impression makes the largest impact. but that ain't really a good excuse now is it.. having said what we told them, we have to live up to it. and we continue to tell them lies and it eventually snowballs and we find ourselves having a huge backlog of lies which we need to clarify and confess to..&lt;br /&gt;the world is a stained glass masquerade.. there are no perfect people.. only Jesus is.. no one else is.. i'm not.. neither are you.. we dwell on this land hoping to make as many friends and make our life as comfortable as possible.. even if it meant using underhand means and telling a handful of lies..&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying as hard as i can to move away from this, i know i am accomplishing my goal.. little by little.. u may not notice.. no one may.. i mean.. how would they know.. living in a world of lies and deceit.. but one thing is for sure.. i do not live in a world where everyone else is wrong and i'm right.. i'm definitely not that kind.. unlike some people..&lt;br /&gt;u know full well who u are..&lt;br /&gt;if u do.. please change.. for your sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7877556547698014384?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7877556547698014384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7877556547698014384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7877556547698014384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7877556547698014384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/stained-glass-masquerade.html' title='stained glass masquerade'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1015843877272672594</id><published>2007-05-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:15:41.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You...</title><content type='html'>When you know you have nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;When you know it's only you and your will to break the rules&lt;br /&gt;When you know things can only get better&lt;br /&gt;When you are walking the barriers of everything you know&lt;br /&gt;Only then will you get to look inside yourself and really see your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i thought about during my "free" time in JC.. ok.. so maybe it wasnt exactly free time.. i kinda zoned out during lesson and thought of this..&lt;br /&gt;this kinda applies to almost everything we do.. in all aspect of life..&lt;br /&gt;in a nut shell.. it just means u gotta know yourself.. your limits.. using your knowledge.. press on and discover your inner self.. your dreams and visions for yourself.. your purpose in life..&lt;br /&gt;know what u want and pursuit it for every other thing is meaningless without that driving force.. knowing this.. u will accomplish great things in its own way.. u will attain what u set out to achieve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now.. its simply to get my As.. and my H3 Bio..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1015843877272672594?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1015843877272672594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1015843877272672594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1015843877272672594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1015843877272672594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-you.html' title='When You...'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6728627891196064642</id><published>2007-05-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:45.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a time of hassle</title><content type='html'>i never expected not to make it.. maybe i did.. if i were to go head on with justin for QM.. he would win hands down taking into account his experience in scouts.. i thought i would at least grab a position in the ex-co.. never did i expect myself to fail.. maybe the position of REACH rep is truly a blessing in disguise.. not cuz it would make my testimonial look nice.. alright so maybe it is one of the reasons.. but more rather.. it would give my JC life a purpose.. something i can drive myself to do.. to accomplish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;cite&gt;becca_&lt;/cite&gt;     &lt;q&gt;kenneth,yep! being given the chance to lead isnt what life is all about. =)&lt;/q&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;q&gt;&lt;/q&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree that given a chance to lead is not what is truly about.. but it gives me a sense of accomplishment within.. something in which i can be proud of.. something which will indefinitely aid my healing pride.. which has taken several beatings the past few months.. i shall not digress into it.. nor will i tell u anyways.. i really dun wish to talk abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. so many stuff happened the past week.. firstly was NAFA.. i ran the fastest yet.. a timing of 10min29sec.. it may not be exceptionally fast.. but its my personal best.. it attained me an A grade for my 2.4km.. i did well for 5stations too.. my results are as follows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit-Ups - 50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stand board jump - 252cm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit &amp; Reach - 52cm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shuttle run - 9.6sec&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pull-ups - 8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.4km - 10min29sec&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;all got an A grade except Pull-ups.. my gosh.. i needed just one more to get an A.. ahh.. so much for Meridian Ironman.. sigh.. o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS spider research led me hongqing aiman amirah to NUS for a briefing on both wed and sat.. given an insight into what we got ourselves into and the intricate instruments we had to handle.. it really is interesting and i am already excited at the prospect on researching spiders!! especially why they put web deco on their webs when it would only make it more obvious for prey and predator to see it.. hmm.. who knows.. i may just be able to crack this mystery.. and nope.. scientists are still baffled by this.. no concrete discoveries made just of yet.. unfortunately.. this research would burn out an entire week and a half of the holidays.. talk about commitment.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colosseum.. high jumps finals commenced even before i knew it.. i wasn't even prepared for it at all!! nevertheless.. i jumped.. starting from 7jumpers and an initial height of 1.2m.. we are now down to 4.. and at a height of 1.5m.. due to erm.. unexpected performances.. lol.. the whole thing had to be adjourned to monday.. it being TML!! gosh.. i'm really not sure if i can make it through.. i will try my best.. i always have.. but now its my the bestest efforts.. or so i hope i can harness that.. doubts over my ability really ain't gonna help much.. i simply have to press on.. and persevere.. never looking back.. only forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the quote says.. look up for inspiration.. look down in desperation.. but never look left or right for information..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so maybe it had little relevance to what i was putting across.. but u get the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with so many activities.. i had to compromise on alot of stuff.. including cheerleadin prac and cell group.. i dont mean to not go for these.. but i cant afford the time.. or more likely.. it clashed with my current activities!! anyways.. all the best to TRITON CHEERLEADING!! give em smth to rock on! give em something we can be proud of! make the other houses look on with awe!! u can do it!! i know u can.. we know u can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RlA-wZHeq-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/zaDikdocl_A/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RlA-wZHeq-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/zaDikdocl_A/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066618581888707554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another random pic... heng with super small milo packet.. have u ever seen one so small b4??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6728627891196064642?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6728627891196064642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6728627891196064642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6728627891196064642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6728627891196064642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-of-hassle.html' title='a time of hassle'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RlA-wZHeq-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/zaDikdocl_A/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-6972567629751572379</id><published>2007-05-12T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:45.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the Heat</title><content type='html'>with everything else falling into place.. there is but these few pieces left to piece together before the end of the term..&lt;br /&gt;ODAC had our Ex-co Elections.. 14brave souls stepped up to the plate.. only 6 will emerge.. i am one of the 14.. we gave our speeches.. told our jokes.. explained the extremely lame "moral" behind those jokes.. and had an erm.. Q n A.. it seriously felt more like an interrogation.. not cuz it was one.. but rather the length of the session.. we stood there.. in a line.. for around 45min.. longer then the duration taken for us to deliver our individual speeches.. many of the questions were opened to all of us.. many taken by ivan, bo bo, eugene and myself.. i am not certain if i will be able to make it.. but i must stay confident.. kevan has made it.. becca did it.. now is my turn to shine..&lt;br /&gt;easier said then done though.. i nv expected the J2 to vote.. let alone the J3 and J4.. with everyone given 6 votes.. i would have to gether at least 40 votes to stand a fighting chance.. to make matters worse.. the results would be out on friday.. i have an appointment at the National Skin Center that day.. best part would be its at 3.40! at best i would reach back around 6+!! goodness.. i also have an instructor's test that day.. well at least i will have more time to study for it.. but that aint the point! i would have to take the test alone!! meaning.. it would be stricter!! o gosh.. this is seriously gonna be a prob!&lt;br /&gt;to top that test.. i have 6 others coming up this week.. first of which is Nafa!! coming up on monday and thurs!! and then is bio on tues.. followed by.. get rdy for this.. chem math econs chinese on thurs.. which would make 5 tests on thurs itself! its total nonsense really! even so.. i should have expected this.. i am after all in MJC..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am enjoying myself a little too much already.. it might be too late.. esp with all the activities i planned for the june holidays.. including a camp right before the mid year exam.. i must really be out of my mind.. really.. i've lost it! should i withdraw from it? i already have done so for the zoolympix, allowing me one more weekend to study with.. would that be enuf? i mean the camp itself is 5D4N... from monday to friday.. is it going to be enuf? enuf to secure my goal of attaining a min of Cs for all the exams? i mean.. i aint in sec sch anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i am really at a lost.. i need time to re-evaluate myself.. what exactly i am doing.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end it off.. here's a random pic for yea.. ^~^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RkXBUn8GmwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dnp1aUwTPz0/s1600-h/Memories913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RkXBUn8GmwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dnp1aUwTPz0/s320/Memories913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063665916110609154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's one for all the guys.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6972567629751572379?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6972567629751572379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6972567629751572379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6972567629751572379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6972567629751572379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/feeling-heat.html' title='Feeling the Heat'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RkXBUn8GmwI/AAAAAAAAAoU/dnp1aUwTPz0/s72-c/Memories913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7835213353963561454</id><published>2007-05-08T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:30:49.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gratz choir</title><content type='html'>hey!! gratz mj choir!! u got gold!!!&lt;br /&gt;gratz becca!! wakakaka.. knew u could do it!!&lt;br /&gt;gratz to all the choir ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gratz to you most of all!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7835213353963561454?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7835213353963561454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7835213353963561454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7835213353963561454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7835213353963561454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/gratz-choir.html' title='gratz choir'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-3424945769387590350</id><published>2007-05-06T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC Expose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1iCn8GmmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WaFP5sUu3EA/s1600-h/P1010654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1iCn8GmmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WaFP5sUu3EA/s200/P1010654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061309353454639714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm starting to love odac more and more with each passing training..especially the events.. ODAC expose is the latest of which.. was put into grp 1 this time.. with the all time best Grp Leader Amos.. ok.. so maybe he's just best for being the most jokey.. haha.. Cath has the title for being the most fun to suan at..=D.. sorry cath..&lt;br /&gt;so what exactly is expose? well.. odac ppl simply walk.. swim.. kayak.. climb.. cycle a whole lot.. abseil.. etc.. its great to be grp 1.. we actually led the way for the initial part of the race.. yea.. we didn make it top in the end.. haha.. no matter though..so yup.. we had to swim non stop in bedok swimming complex.. laps after laps. i had so many cramps lah.. both my foot.. and my right calf.. zzz. had to tahan.. still managed to complete 18laps.. stupid pain.. could have swam more.. much more.. we had to move on to East Coast Mac after that.. on foot.. terrific.. we have no map.. i dont really rmb the route to east coast also lah.. so i simply led the way.. cutting through the hdb to where TJC is.. and walked the route all the way.. somehow found ourselves in ECP!! omg.. so tyoc lah.. so fast also!! we reached mac second though.. aww.. but not really far behind cuz the first team juz got on their bikes when we came..&lt;br /&gt;we didn waste much time.. so we sped off juz as fast.. and completed our first station lighting fast.. nope.. no spelling mistake there.. we had to do moss code to spell a word.. using only our flash light.. so we made a simple code of our own and got down to work.. with the word.. my gosh.. so simple.. Mississippi.. yea lah! 4 type of letters only.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;o gosh.. i forgot to intro my grp.. we have jasmine.. bing wen.. zahrah and myself!! =D.. jasmine managed to decipher the code rather quickly.. thanks!! =D..&lt;br /&gt;i dun really rmb all the stations.. but there is the fishing station!! haha.. so dumb sia.. had to use a really freaked out commscord.. it was super coiled lah.. we had to use that with a paper clip attached to fish out stuff which are like 4-5m below us in the sea.. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1lqH8GmnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/07tKQp2Kd5E/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1lqH8GmnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/07tKQp2Kd5E/s200/IMG_3790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061313330594355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at work making our fishing rod.. well.. it looks like one.. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1lqn8GmoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/zLPYtiYjZuk/s1600-h/P1010657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1lqn8GmoI/AAAAAAAAAnU/zLPYtiYjZuk/s200/P1010657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061313339184290434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasmine.. zahrah.. me.. bing wen.. sia lah.. i stand out..[no offence!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fished out one target and it read try again.. with romario face drawn on it.. zzz.. fished another.. and this time it was BINGO!! woohoo.. why muz try again sia.. fishing one out is bad enuf liao lah.. so all the stuff went on.. and we cycled to NSRCC for the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1md38GmpI/AAAAAAAAAnc/mj5_lSp0lUQ/s1600-h/P1010655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1md38GmpI/AAAAAAAAAnc/mj5_lSp0lUQ/s200/P1010655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061314219652586130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasmine!! walking to ecp from bedok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1meH8GmqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/RXEgGERbdBQ/s1600-h/P1010656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1meH8GmqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/RXEgGERbdBQ/s200/P1010656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061314223947553442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME.. zahrah and jasmine and amos in bg.. =D [to see amos.. plz enlarge photo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day is fun fun fun!! did rock climbing.. abseil and kayak!! so fun lah.. but we had to walk all the way back to bedok.. gosh.. that totally sucks..we tried taking another route.. the park connector.. wahhahaha.. bad move..it way longer.. ahh.. sorry ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;hey jasmine.. dun worry that u weren't able to complete the rock climbing.. no one is able to do everything.. dun take all the blame on yourself.. we're a team.. we succeed as one.. fail as one.. celeb as one.. and feel sad as one.. dun worry so much!! what matters is u put in your all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nF38GmrI/AAAAAAAAAns/XONnNyR0TpM/s1600-h/P1010666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nF38GmrI/AAAAAAAAAns/XONnNyR0TpM/s200/P1010666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061314906847353522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC guys.. well.. some of us.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nGX8GmsI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kHktahKRqBo/s1600-h/P1010667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nGX8GmsI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kHktahKRqBo/s200/P1010667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061314915437288130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u had to take the picture joseph.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nmX8GmtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LK8jt4sRaFk/s1600-h/P1010668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nmX8GmtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LK8jt4sRaFk/s200/P1010668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061315465193102034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup.. 6.95km to go.. note.. we started from 8.56km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nmn8GmuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LWkeQ8tMDG4/s1600-h/P1010673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nmn8GmuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LWkeQ8tMDG4/s200/P1010673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061315469488069346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's one long way to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nnH8GmvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4fvgN8RfVSw/s1600-h/P1010677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1nnH8GmvI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4fvgN8RfVSw/s200/P1010677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061315478078003954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the race ended with us kayaking and racing to sheng shoing! haha.. we didn make it.. but still top 4!! haha.. yea.. we're forth.. no matter great job ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last race for jun kai and nuzurath!! so gonna miss u 2!!&lt;br /&gt;jun kai.. we cant form our dream team!! ahh!! nvm.. all the best in SC u 2!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-3424945769387590350?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/3424945769387590350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=3424945769387590350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3424945769387590350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3424945769387590350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/odac-expose.html' title='ODAC Expose'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rj1iCn8GmmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WaFP5sUu3EA/s72-c/P1010654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-712377818726514031</id><published>2007-05-05T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:23:40.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uneasy thoughts</title><content type='html'>life hasn't been easy.. it never has been.. it never is.. never will..&lt;br /&gt;life ain't a bed of roses.. not cause its too expensive to get one.. but that too many problems surfaces&lt;br /&gt;life aint something we can control.. i believe in destiny.. not in fate.. but are these problems something i am destined to overcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do not live in a life of cartoon motion.. not one of our own fantasy.. not of our own paradise..&lt;br /&gt;we stand in a world of cruelty, a world of injustice, a world of unfairness, a world of politics..&lt;br /&gt;having you in our group means nothing.. u requesting for a change wont do anything.. it is not decided by us.. but by the higher-ups in the hierarchy.. nothing u &lt;strike&gt;say&lt;/strike&gt; whine will do anything.. face it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 things in which we can counter a problem.. face it.. delude it.. i will choose to face it.. but i guess u choose the latter.. u always have..&lt;br /&gt;is it God's will that the 3 of us to suffer? is it His will for us to overcome this together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u face reality.. snap out of your own fantasy.. i besiege u to destroy that sandcastle in your mind..daydreaming wont help.. excuses ain't gonna do much.. stop escaping.. face the problem.. for it will always exist till its solve.. solve the problem.. resolve the hatred u have made.. ask someone to help u.. if u have the courage to.. the integrity to admit u are wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have failed so many a times before.. i have stood up 1 more time i fall.. i will not allow this to beat me down.. i will not allow this to hinder my future.. i will not allow an imbecile to ruin my academics.. i will not allow a bona fecal to stop us all in our tracks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steppin up to the plate is easy.. executing is alright.. gettin the act together is always hard but not impossible.. *so long all cooperates*.. i will step up.. i will lead.. i will get our act together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things in life man must do.. Lead.. Follow.. or Get out of the way.. u choose.. i made my choice.. its always the same for me.. for u too.. but i hope u change.. and pick the right one this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see u in school everyday.. those radiant eyes staring into mine..&lt;br /&gt;u wont know who am i.. but i know who u are..&lt;br /&gt;u will know in due time.. but not of now..&lt;br /&gt;i wish u the best of luck.. for what may come to be..&lt;br /&gt;bring back honours.. for all to be proud of..&lt;br /&gt;i will stand by you.. thick and thin..&lt;br /&gt;i will listen to your thoughts.. sweet or bitter..&lt;br /&gt;question remains is will it be what i think is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;if destiny is so.. so it shall.. but till then.. the wheel of time shall turn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-712377818726514031?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/712377818726514031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=712377818726514031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/712377818726514031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/712377818726514031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/05/uneasy-thoughts.html' title='uneasy thoughts'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-9027927333261335738</id><published>2007-04-30T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasper's Bdae Bash</title><content type='html'>alright.. so Jasper's bdae bash happened way back into 17april.. abt 5 days from the actual date of his bdae.. it was supposedly to be an outing for Hooks7.. sadly few can make it.. mainly because its on a tuesday night and the following day was a school day for many of us JC ppl.. in the end.. it was an outing for 4 of us.. Xinyi, Chen Chuan, Jasper and me..&lt;br /&gt;we made our way down to marina bay for steamboat.. catching up with the long absence since TPJC.. the warmth of hooks 7 company.. ok.. so maybe it was jus the 4 of us. haha..&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching.. we simply went nuts.. grabbing all the food we wanted.. devouring the food off the steamboat... and seeing chen chuan placing un eaten meat into a bowl simply cuz it was the tendon[the most chewy part].. weridness.. haha.. we also managed to get ourselves some beer.. i mean.. i heard of ppl getting beer here illegally.. but never once had i witnessed it before.. now i have!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPCX8GmeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/JD2oqC1sXP8/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPCX8GmeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/JD2oqC1sXP8/s200/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177396113414626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chen Chuan.. acting.. erm.. spastic..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPB38GmcI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J4Ob7tSm_Xc/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPB38GmcI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J4Ob7tSm_Xc/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177387523480002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jasper Xinyi Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPCH8GmdI/AAAAAAAAAl8/G3o71cHkpBk/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPCH8GmdI/AAAAAAAAAl8/G3o71cHkpBk/s200/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177391818447314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chen Chuan Me Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPDH8GmgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Qg3uou5bjrc/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPDH8GmgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Qg3uou5bjrc/s200/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177408998316546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chuan Me Jasper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPTX8GmhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/R8M9L5kRm8c/s1600-h/Image0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPTX8GmhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/R8M9L5kRm8c/s200/Image0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177688171190802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chuan Jasper Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. we didn want to ask someone to help us take the photo.. i mean.. i dun want someone to take it and just run away with it.. i just don't feel comfortable doin it.. hence the reason why the pics were taken in 3s.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to the arcade later.. had a ball of a time winning them all at daytona.. wahahhaa.. and gosh.. Jasper can DANCE!! he literally dominated the para para dance game!! we spent half an hour there simply watching him move on from level to level!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPC38GmfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wjbW8eVuQnY/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPC38GmfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wjbW8eVuQnY/s200/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059177404703349234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so everything had to end.. and we found ourselves back at the mrt.. waiting for the train.. and taking more photos.. many of which are in chuan's phone.. zzz he still hasn't sent it to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmH8GmiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/FoQqUbSbmcE/s1600-h/Memories950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmH8GmiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/FoQqUbSbmcE/s200/Memories950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059179109805365794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another pic of us under reflection.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmH8GmjI/AAAAAAAAAms/eR2yFivtbko/s1600-h/Memories951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmH8GmjI/AAAAAAAAAms/eR2yFivtbko/s200/Memories951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059179109805365810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasper with the dog and shirt we gave him.. yup the shirt is the one the dog's wearing..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmX8GmkI/AAAAAAAAAm0/haxzycn5YIo/s1600-h/Memories952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmX8GmkI/AAAAAAAAAm0/haxzycn5YIo/s200/Memories952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059179114100333122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chuan.. erm.. being spastic again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmn8GmlI/AAAAAAAAAm8/tIxveCOf2Bs/s1600-h/Memories956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXQmn8GmlI/AAAAAAAAAm8/tIxveCOf2Bs/s200/Memories956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059179118395300434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me Xinyi.. gosh.. i look so DUMB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi!! here's e post already.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-9027927333261335738?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/9027927333261335738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=9027927333261335738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9027927333261335738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9027927333261335738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/04/jaspers-bdae-bash.html' title='Jasper&apos;s Bdae Bash'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RjXPCX8GmeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/JD2oqC1sXP8/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-9133617094498785154</id><published>2007-04-20T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:50.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC X-Blaze</title><content type='html'>a 2days1night camp.. really not something that would tire me out completely.. however.. the very fact that i would be attending a movie marathon the night before the camp.. now's that a different story..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be able to sleep during movies which i am not interested in REwatching.. how terribly mistaken i was.. i couldn't sleep a wink at all!! it was simply too noisy!.. i ended up playing bridge with the 301ppl.. o and it was the first time i actually played it.. cuz i learned it on the spot in like 5min.. all its complicated rules and how to play and sorts.. gosh..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rijatf0Du6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/v0Cv_BM2iTg/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rijatf0Du6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/v0Cv_BM2iTg/s320/P1010636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055531056892197794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivan and Me during movie marathon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was time for ODAC.. finally.. its like 6 in the morning.. i dragged my sleepy body to the odac room from the hall to do some last min packing which took only like 2min max.. so i ended up playing basketball with zhi wei to pass the time till 6.30.. i huddled together with my new group in odac.. sadly a group which would be with me for only 3weeks or so.. it consisted of julia, hui li, joseph, kenniston and me!.. had some serious fun together during the camp.. from making our own campfire.. learning how to pitch our very own temporary tent in which we were to do so at night and sleep in it.. a night walk.. as in walking in pitch darkness with only lightsticks as out guide through the forest of pulau ubin.. and that out batch of J1 is really a singing one.. so many sopranos!! gosh..&lt;br /&gt;orienteering on pulau ubin certainly is no joke.. running from one end to another.. finding the smallest of objects in tall grasses.. following an unreliable map.. leading in multiple cheers.. making new ones for my grp.. dealing with a non-wax hair..i look damn weird k..&lt;br /&gt;walking back from the jetty carrying an immense amount of load on ur bag is really tiring.. that i have to agree.. i mean.. we walked from changi jetty to MJC!! which is approx 3hours walk! managed to keep myself occupied with crappy jokes.. singing.. cheering.. dancin the mass dances.. and well a whole load of stuff.. thanks to jun kai and ying fang!!&lt;br /&gt;i can never explain how excited i am about this new cca of mine.. ODAC.. filled with a bunch of fun j1s.. caring j2s.. we simply rox the house.. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6MP0Du7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/iuXBNE-_Hyw/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6MP0Du7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/iuXBNE-_Hyw/s320/XBlaze+07+066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055706407521991602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Sunrise at Pulau Ubin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6Mf0Du8I/AAAAAAAAAlE/rRZNInEdwp4/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6Mf0Du8I/AAAAAAAAAlE/rRZNInEdwp4/s320/XBlaze+07+067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055706411816958914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey.. we do get bored along the way alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6Mv0Du9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/aHEC_dlM98w/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6Mv0Du9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/aHEC_dlM98w/s320/XBlaze+07+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055706416111926226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my ODAC grp.. Odyseus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6M_0Du-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/BbulGsd8oOQ/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6M_0Du-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/BbulGsd8oOQ/s320/XBlaze+07+099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055706420406893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6NP0Du_I/AAAAAAAAAlc/lAHcEUk0KYU/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril6NP0Du_I/AAAAAAAAAlc/lAHcEUk0KYU/s320/XBlaze+07+109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055706424701860850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o my.. i look so dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril7T_0DvAI/AAAAAAAAAlk/e4I0GJU1JyM/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril7T_0DvAI/AAAAAAAAAlk/e4I0GJU1JyM/s320/XBlaze+07+167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055707640177605634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC J1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril7Uf0DvBI/AAAAAAAAAls/3UVmYsDNsdQ/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ril7Uf0DvBI/AAAAAAAAAls/3UVmYsDNsdQ/s320/XBlaze+07+168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055707648767540242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC J1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-9133617094498785154?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/9133617094498785154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=9133617094498785154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9133617094498785154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/9133617094498785154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/04/odac-x-blaze.html' title='ODAC X-Blaze'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rijatf0Du6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/v0Cv_BM2iTg/s72-c/P1010636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-6713154671978897660</id><published>2007-04-01T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:51.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Authoring a New Book [S310]</title><content type='html'>despite the few days we spent together as a complete class.. i dare say we have bonded very well together.. from talking nonsense non-stop for 4periods straight to mugging the time away as one united class.. ponning our first lecture together.. it being PW.. in order to enjoy 6periods of free time for ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;we went out of sch for "cg outings".. well kinda for the first time on tuesday.. with 4 periods to waste.. where do we go? for some reasons we went to white sands mac to makan.. then window shop and found our way to the library.. my gosh.. i have no idea why we went there really.. before we knew it.. some of us were sleeping.. others doing work aka mugging.. as for me.. i helped out those who had prob with their tutorials since i had already completed it myself.. others found other ways to entertain themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-3doRrzkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HZ8KZainzuE/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-3doRrzkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HZ8KZainzuE/s320/lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048455426961296962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maryann and ShiHui snoozing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMLy-21ywV4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMLy-21ywV4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we have.. erm.. Mr. Wormy.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also discovered a possible scandal within the class.. unfortunately the photo is in my friend's camera who has yet to upload to her comp.. so..too bad ppl..&lt;br /&gt;we eventually became restless and started to make a ding.. lol.. the librarian came to us twice to tell us to quiten down.. haha.. my gosh.. its so embarrassing lah.. after which.. we had to head back to school.. sianz.. see teng attempted to pon lessons.. which we agreed to help her with.. who knew.. the most amusing thing happened.. the bus we boarded.. happened to have see teng's grandma on board.. LOL.. poor girl.. she can't pon already.. we couldn't help but suan her all the way back to school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was thursday.. the day we as one class pon PW.. gosh.. i wonder whether we made the lecturer angry.. i mean.. the whole lecture hall..suddenly got 2rows of seats empty.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch BEAN!! my gosh.. the movie was simply spastic to the way extreme! couldn't stop laughing at all!! i mean.. nevermind that the plot itself seemed completely ridiculous and that mr bean was subjected to a whole load of misfortune.. it simply made the whole movie fun.. other than the dumb ending.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;and now.. some random pics of my class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8HoRrzlI/AAAAAAAAAkU/g4WDSfGsZ7A/s1600-h/Crystal+looking+dumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8HoRrzlI/AAAAAAAAAkU/g4WDSfGsZ7A/s320/Crystal+looking+dumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048460546562313810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crystal!! another fellow dunmanite in my class haha.. she looks so "dumb" in this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8IIRrznI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fo_9N9sRDy0/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8IIRrznI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fo_9N9sRDy0/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048460555152248434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See Teng showing her.. erm.. "youthful" side&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8H4RrzmI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Fk0t74qGnNU/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8H4RrzmI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Fk0t74qGnNU/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048460550857281122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks kinda artisitc!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8IYRrzoI/AAAAAAAAAks/rVDH7oiVWVA/s1600-h/Speak+see+hear+no+evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-8IYRrzoI/AAAAAAAAAks/rVDH7oiVWVA/s320/Speak+see+hear+no+evil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048460559447215746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. so maybe this aint my class.. this was the 2nd day of JAE.. when some of us went back to TPJC to crash.. [sy jun, kevan, me] speak see hear no evil!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6713154671978897660?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6713154671978897660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6713154671978897660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6713154671978897660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6713154671978897660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/04/authoring-new-book-s310.html' title='Authoring a New Book [S310]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rg-3doRrzkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/HZ8KZainzuE/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7010356257091944998</id><published>2007-03-27T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:51.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For We're the Tritons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MJC Orientation Vincitore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wet n wild was the theme of the day.. of cuz.. that was merely one of the 2 highlights of the eventful day.. comparing to what we did in TPJC.. this overwhelmed it literally.. it was organized to speak the least and had more water bombs!! =D.. nvm the fact that it lacked the massive water battle between houses as its finale.. we still had loads of fun! the OGLs and councilors sadistically sprayin and dumping water over us. i stand as a living proof as i alone took 5 buckets of water.. ice cold fresh from the water cooler..&lt;br /&gt;i always thought orientation was a fun occasion where everyone competed in a free spirit in the name of healthy competition.. the house tension was extremely high.. we us Tritons time and time again being accused and penalized  for "cheating" which we didn't and arriving late.. councilors took sides towards their own houses.. gosh.. this truly is an all out war.. examples of how we Tritons were penalized.. despite winning the finale.. we were accused of cheating and were deducted 150points of the total we had.. 700 points were deducted when OGLs turned up late for a meeting.. *isn't 700 a tad.. ok A WHOLE lot too much?*&lt;br /&gt;putting all that aside.. we prep ourselves for the campfire.. our last stand.. to take what is rightfully ours.. u get the picture..&lt;br /&gt;we came up with the theme of pirates.. and since the mascots aka actors weren't allowed to speak nor were there any audio playing devices presented to us.. we had to make our own sound.. the guys of triton8 either became the mascots or joined the choir to play our bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgkQnSs6kKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_ADKTaFKrng/s1600-h/21032007363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgkQnSs6kKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_ADKTaFKrng/s320/21032007363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046583124666519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our mascots.. Left to right.. Pirate A[sorry i duno ur name nor role] Eugene[Futuristic Gay Pirate], Song Leng[doing split][Old Retired Pirate], Jaryl[Nerdish Pirate], Charles[Super Big Pirate], Andy[Captain], YoungSing[Emo Pirate](u rock with the makeup on man!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cheered.. acted.. choired.. and emerged champions..&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 standings&lt;br /&gt;1. Atlas&lt;br /&gt;2. Miranda&lt;br /&gt;3. Phobos&lt;br /&gt;4/5. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tritons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; Calisto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 standings&lt;br /&gt;1.Atlas&lt;br /&gt;2.Miranda&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Phobos&lt;br /&gt;5.Calisto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 standings [FINAL]&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tritons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Phobos&lt;br /&gt;3.Atlas&lt;br /&gt;4.Miranda&lt;br /&gt;5.Calisto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!! WE WON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hear The Thunder Roar! [Stomps.......]&lt;br /&gt;We're Here![stomp]&lt;br /&gt;Stand Clear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[stomp]&lt;br /&gt;You Better Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[stomp]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[stomp]!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz We're the TRITONS![WOAH!]&lt;br /&gt;The TRITONS[WOAH!]&lt;br /&gt;FEAR![clap stomp stomp clap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FEAR![clap stomp stomp clap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FEAR![clap stomp stomp clap]&lt;br /&gt;Fear Tritons!! [cheers]&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/16851882-7010356257091944998?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7010356257091944998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7010356257091944998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7010356257091944998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7010356257091944998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-were-tritons.html' title='For We&apos;re the Tritons!'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgkQnSs6kKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/_ADKTaFKrng/s72-c/21032007363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7093936075002908972</id><published>2007-03-24T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:52.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear The Thunder Roar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJC Orientation [ Vincitore ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 days of orientation started for us all "freshies"[gosh that sounds so wrong].. i think mjc is probably the only JC which held their orientation after the march holidays... and while we were having fun.. other JCs had started on their curriculum.. o the poor souls..&lt;br /&gt;and so.. i was posted to.. TRITON 8.. i love the name so much.. but sadly the banner displayin our house had the worst design among the other 5 houses.. in my opinion.. Calisto's banner is the best..&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dun haf a photo of it. i didn bring my cam along with me during the orientation and was lazy to take out my phone..=D..&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise.. my class only had 6 of us guys during orientation.. and on the first day.. we guys were the only enthu one.. the 10girls were kinda dead on the first day.. sigh.. o well.. we played CSI Meridian that day.. using the storyline of Deathnote to facilitate the intriguing mystery behind it all.. clues such as phone bills, photos of arguments, personal letters and even letters from IMH to state the mental problems of 2 of the suspects!! gosh.. they really did put in alot of hard work to this.. not to mention they even prepared a video to kick start the whole thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2nd day.. the day of MMM..i'm not sure what it stands for but in layman's term its an amazing race which took place around town.. yup town!! MJC was running around town carrying our plycards displaying our OG proudly i think.. lol... for 7whole hours from 9am to 4pm!&lt;br /&gt;this was my OG's route..  MJC to SMU[city hall] to  elgen[i think its spelt this way] bridge to somewhere near Riverside Point to Arts Museum to DFS center and finally to some church behind the arts Museum.. did i mention we only could walk? except for the journey to city hall which we took a train.. yea. so our legs were extremely tired.. esp after the first stop where we had to run round SMU campus finding stupid stuff.. which were found in the most obvious places which we didn't look into.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQOMfOo7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9zaJiH3xy7A/s1600-h/P1010553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQOMfOo7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9zaJiH3xy7A/s320/P1010553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045316056106574770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were made to find stuff like this.. and this is not the right one cuz the arrow faced the wrong driection..zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQO8fOo8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/i7ex7R1e-JU/s1600-h/P1010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQO8fOo8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/i7ex7R1e-JU/s320/P1010555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045316068991476674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Randomness kicks in during lunch for some of us.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQP8fOo9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YcOxFM9yHYw/s1600-h/P1010565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQP8fOo9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YcOxFM9yHYw/s320/P1010565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045316086171345874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TRITON 8 after the whole MMM.. *note.. this aint the whole OG.. 3 didn come.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update on the third day and lessons next time.. i gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to enjoy this orientation with you by my side.. not being in the same institution.. not being able to share my joys and sorrows with you.. it pains me.. the feelings i have for you.. has plunged me into an emotional turmoil.. was it an outright rejection then? did i truly have a chance when u said i do?&lt;br /&gt;i talk to you.. but never really telling u how i feel still..&lt;br /&gt;i sms you.. but never abt anythin serious..&lt;br /&gt;where is it i am heading down this path..&lt;br /&gt;can u tell me? please?&lt;br /&gt;to end it all or start it all for me n u..&lt;br /&gt;lord help me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/16851882-7093936075002908972?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7093936075002908972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7093936075002908972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/hear-thunder-roar.html' title='Hear The Thunder Roar!'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RgSQOMfOo7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9zaJiH3xy7A/s72-c/P1010553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1104430753843312310</id><published>2007-03-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:38:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dead-End</title><content type='html'>i've hit a dead-end.. everyone who made it to the 53rd intake and are in MJC have hit one.. here i am blogging. my letter of confirmation of my selection to the 53rd CLT intake staring back at me.. only 1 thing seperates me from the course.. i need to attain permission from my current principle.. to absent from school for a whole 2 weeks.. so that i may finish what i started and continue to lead my unit to further glory.. as their CLT.. or to any unit which i may be posted to..&lt;br /&gt;infront of me stands a pliable wall.. made of hollow stone.. a blow from our fists will be enough to destroy it so we may continue our path.. mustering the strength will be easy.. but the courage to do so is hard.. durin that 2weeks will be the announcement of our PW groups and topics and training[what ever it is gonna train us in? don't know].. the multiple lectures and tutorials we will be missing.. the syllabus we have to catch up so we may not lag behind the rest..&lt;br /&gt;to me.. its a sacrifice i am more than willing to take.. to don that coveted rank and above all to lead those who will follow to guide them so they may soar to greater heights.. so their unit may attain or MAINTAIN their Gold status..&lt;br /&gt;there will be a briefing on 23march.. i am most likely to attend it.. to at least notify the IC of what will become of my application.. in my eyes.. i see only 2 future to it.. one is that i am willing but unable to attend the course due to certain obstacles.. or i will continue and the rest is self explanatory..&lt;br /&gt;i truly hope i can attend the course.. but much more thinking is required.. maybe my principle had purpose for not letting us go.. i'm sure she does.. i just have to see it that way..&lt;br /&gt;my fist nonetheless rest ready to punch a hole in that wall which obstructs me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1104430753843312310?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1104430753843312310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1104430753843312310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1104430753843312310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1104430753843312310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/dead-end.html' title='A Dead-End'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1274374059513821893</id><published>2007-03-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:51:55.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so shitty now.. she didn't get the call from MJC.. not even a stupid call to tell her whether or not she made it.. do they know how anxiously she waited for that call? how much fear she felt, how much pain she feels now.. sajc and tjc both sent sms or called all applicants be it successful or not.. why is it that mjc do not have the basic courtesy to do the same?  its deja vu all over again.. the same feeling i felt when her JAE application failed to enter mjc.. this feeling of helplessness.. this tormenting feeling which wrecks my heart..&lt;br /&gt;i know nothing i say or do now will help in anyway towards her appeal.. i can only offer words of empathy  to  try make her feel better.. somehow make it sound like not entering mjc aint all that bad.. or anyway to make her feel better.. it just pains me to see u like this.. suffering in the silence.. not wanting to share your pain with me. i hope u feel better after tonight.. u are going out with your sec sch friends. i dun want u to carry a sad face tml.. be happy.. cheer up k?&lt;br /&gt;there is little to what i can do to help in this situation.. but even so..i wish u all the best from this juncture on.. i'm sure u will do great in tpjc.. mjc is a fool not to accept u..&lt;br /&gt;be happy always k girl? smile more.. u dun look good with a frown or sad face.. =)&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/16851882-1274374059513821893?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1274374059513821893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1274374059513821893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1274374059513821893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1274374059513821893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-so-shitty-now.html' title='&lt;insert title here&gt;'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6838784829160379135</id><published>2007-03-13T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunman Air Gold Unit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RfYX-3O2GTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/v4JAmvUH21E/s1600-h/4710345429442l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RfYX-3O2GTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/v4JAmvUH21E/s320/4710345429442l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041243201633392946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunman Air Logo [2005]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we are GOLD!!! Dunman Air has attained GOLD again!! this would be the fifth year running.. meaning we have attained the Sustained Achievement Award for our UNIT!! i just got word from my junior not long ago.. this is the screenshot of the email notifying us of the joyous occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image removed on request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlarge it to view it of cuz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u read the email carefully.. aeromodelling won the GOLD for us this year..[that's my department!].. from what i heard from my successors in that area.. they won the aero competition and raked in tremendous amounts of points.. i am so proud of them right now.. considering the fact that this department was pioneered by me in which i lead them to being 4th in the aero competition last year... though there was no recognition for it as only the champions were hailed.. i took a sneak from my friend who had the scores of all teams and that's how i knew of my unit's placing in our first competition ever.. not bad for starters really.. and now we emerge as champions.. we are currently king of aero in NCC air.. wahahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man.. i'm just feeling so happy right now.. happy for my unit.. happy for my juniors.. happy for dmn.. i hope mrs neo gives us more recognition and stop being bias towards NPCC now.. i'm just so happy for them all.. and now i pray this results will be the same for their academics.. all the best for your common test results!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6838784829160379135?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6838784829160379135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6838784829160379135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6838784829160379135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6838784829160379135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/dunman-air-gold-unit.html' title='Dunman Air Gold Unit'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RfYX-3O2GTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/v4JAmvUH21E/s72-c/4710345429442l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-2248452287960658589</id><published>2007-03-11T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:46:29.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing a Lightbulb</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;o man.. this is just too funny already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: 4 whole faculties. One fac to design the new bulb, one fac to test it out, one fac to market it and one guy to write a stupid Email about lightbulbs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: The entire school.....to compete with RJC.........&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: The whole school.......one to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: NO LIGHT STILL CAN STUDY!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None......they use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None.....only one teacher to tell them what a lightbulb is in the first place and to demonstrate (how do you think they're able to change it for AC?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None......they are too busy mugging for promos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: They'd prefer it darker..........(hmmm...*raise eyebrow*)......&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None......Their physics is so bad that they make the male teacher cry.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: Would they even bother??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None.....they believe in praying for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None.....they are probably still using oil lamps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="message"&gt;Q: How many IJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="message"&gt;A: None. They are Innovians. They'll always find ways out of the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Q: How many PJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A: None. They simply just pioneer in something else then to do something that's already been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: Huh, wat litebarb ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: Dun you guys wonder who wrote this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: TJC!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Q: How many TJC students does it take to change the lightbulb?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A: None. They think they are very bright already.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;credits go to whoever wrote this. edited and added in some parts myself though. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: You appeared in my dreams last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PPS: No offence or deliberate attacks intended in this entry =X&lt;/span&gt;&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/16851882-2248452287960658589?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2248452287960658589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2248452287960658589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2248452287960658589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2248452287960658589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/changing-lightbulb.html' title='Changing a Lightbulb'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-1663641832494520973</id><published>2007-03-09T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:53.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a New Chapter begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RfEu6nO2GSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xQTp3XwmLI4/s1600-h/MeridianCollegeCrestnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RfEu6nO2GSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xQTp3XwmLI4/s320/MeridianCollegeCrestnew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039861042502834466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. my life in MJC has already begun before i knew it.. time flew.. 07s04 is now merely a thing of the past.. whose footprints on its sandy beach has been preserved within my memory.. never to be erased.. how could it? it was the best time i had in my life.. better than that i had in sec sch.. i had nv yearned to go to sch so badly so much before.. but sadly its over.. and its time for me to move on and i am taking BCME once more in MJC.. unfortunately i could not do 4H2 in mjc as i did not offer pure science during O lvls.. lol.. well its life..&lt;br /&gt;did i mention today is our day off cuz its staff retreat? one additional day to the term break.. =D. u ppl might be wondering why our orientation is so short.. well reason's simple enough.. we didn have orientation then. its scheduled to be held after the march holidays, meaning the past 2 days were admin prog.. which is well super boring cuz i dun really tink its necessary. thankful though.. cuz school ended at noon on the first day and 11 on thurs.. meaning i had a lot of free time to burn and chill with my friends.. played pool with louis kelvin and rezza on wed.. and thurs went back to TPJC halfway through the admin prog.. yea.. we pon.. so i went back with kevan, ke wei, guan jie, rebecca and erm.. a lot of ppl lah.. haha.. saw so many familiar faces and seniors who wanted to hit me cuz i came back wearing the mjc badge.. haha.. said my greetings to all i knew.. literally shoutin it out so as to get their attention and received loads of sms saying hi to me.. haha.. we played basketball for erm.. 2 hours soon after at around noon time so it was blazing hot..&lt;br /&gt;came back to try out my newly bought MJC uniform and PE attire [2sets each] $100.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;those were the fun parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still sad that she didn make it.. i know u told me to be happy i made it.. for your sake.. its hard u know.. i will try my very best.. if that is what makes u happy.. i will pray every day and night that your appeal make it through.. dun tell me its a slim chance.. it still means there is a chance.. and u will make it.. u deserve a place in this institution more than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i didn make it for KI there though i did during my stint in TPJC.. all becuz i didn score A2 for my eng.. i scored B3.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;broke my promise to my friend cuz i'm taking BCME instead of PCME..&lt;br /&gt;Esther Lai disapproves of me going for the CLT cse though she herself sits on the NCC advisory committee.. bull shit..&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/16851882-1663641832494520973?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1663641832494520973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-8407617808287537789</id><published>2007-03-07T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:34:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet bitter joy &amp; sorrow</title><content type='html'>posting results just came out and i made it to MJC.. my formal CT was kind enough to bring his laptop and cable so we're able to check the posting results from the class during civics period.. elation filled my body as i jumped for joy.. 5others in my class made it there too, but there is a huge possibility that i will not be in the same class as them as i intend to take phy instead of bio.. i'm taking a really huge risk doing this and i hope it pays off..&lt;br /&gt;my last day in TPJC was taken up by well.. skipping almost all tutorials and lectures with some tutorials by OUR request were canceled.. played basketball with the dragonboaters for nearly 2hours till the teacher chased us away as he needed the court for PE.. sigh.. lol.. happinness soon turned into sorrow and saddness..&lt;br /&gt;she told me she wasn't able to make it to MJC though she met the cut off point of 10.. her friends who applied too were accepted. what bewilders and angers me is that they got nearly identical grades as her only that their languague was better.. she went off to MJC to appeal without me.. i wanted to accompany her but.. i didn't know what to do really.. i was in a mess.. a daze.. no matter what i said could do nothing to make her feel better.. she told me she cried.. didn feel like talking.. all i could do was stand there as i listened to her pour her sorrows on me.. my mind wasn't where its suppose to be after that.. even during the CG outing at seoul garden i spaced out at times.. thinkin abt wad happened to her.. i never felt so powerless before.. so weak.. so helpless..&lt;br /&gt;even when i met up with the ex-tpjcians to go MJC together.. i tried as much as i could not to think abt it and should be happy that i made it.. she wanted me to be happy in MJC.. happy that i made it.. happy that it was my first choice.. happy cuz she justs wants me to. how could i really, i placed MJC cuz of her.. now that she isn't there, i felt a sense of lost. this was quickly replaced though with multiple other reasons which contributed to why i wanted to go MJC.. it helps but only to a certain extent.. even during the admin prog today at MJC, areas which had been briefed to me during PAE i spaced out time and time again.. blaming myself for not helping her more in her studies.. for not helping her get her A1 for humanities though she thanked me immensely for helping her attain an A2. that one point would have allowed her to enter MJC with 9 after bonus.. i feel so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink she is happy in TPJC now.. going through the orientation there once again.. she's probably still upset and disappointed that she didn't make it to MJC.. i pray that her appeal makes it.. she deserves a slot in MJC possibly more than me.. what can i do to help her feel better.. i really don't know.. but i will try my best to make her feel better.. even if it only helps a tiny bit.. it soothes me to know she feels better in any way..&lt;br /&gt;if u are reading this.. cheer up k? i will always be there for u.. u just have to call..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8407617808287537789?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8407617808287537789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8407617808287537789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8407617808287537789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8407617808287537789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-bitter-joy-sorrow.html' title='sweet bitter joy &amp; sorrow'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-4875119155032505809</id><published>2007-03-03T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:08:10.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to say i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ways on how to say i love you...                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English - I love you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Albanian - Te dua&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Armenian - Yes kez sirumen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bambara - M'bi fe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oi ney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catalan - T'estimo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chichewa - Ndimakukonda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creol - Mi aime jou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Croatian - Volim te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Czech - Miluji te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dutch - Ik hou van jou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esperanto - Mi amas vin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estonian - Ma armastan sind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ethiopian - Afgreki'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faroese - Eg elski teg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farsi - Doset daram&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filipi no - Mahal kita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Georgian - Mikvarhar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;German - Ich liebe dich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greek - S'agapo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia oi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmong - Kuv hlub koj&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hopi - Nu' umi unangwa'ta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hungarian - Szeretlek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Icelandic - Eg elska tig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inuit - Negligevapse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irish - Taim i' ngra leat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Italian - Ti amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Japanese - Aishiteru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiswahili - Nakupenda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Konkani - Tu magel moga cho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Korean - Sarang Heyo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Latin - Te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Latvian - Es tevi miilu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lebanese - Bahibak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lithuanian - Tave myliu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malay - Aku cintapadamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandarin - Wo ai ni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marathi - Me tula prem karto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mohawk - Kanbhik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nahuatl - Ni mits neki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Navaho - Ayor anosh'ni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pandacan - Syota na kita!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pangasinan - Inaru Taka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Persian - Doo-set daaram&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Polish - Kocham Ciebie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Portuguese - Eu te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Romanian - Te ubesk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russian - Ya tebya liubliu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Serbian - Volim  te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sign Language - ,\,,/ (represents positionof fingerswhen signing'I Love You')&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sioux - Techihhila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slovak - Lu`bim ta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slovenian - Ljubim te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swahili - Ninapenda wewe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swedish - Jag alskar dig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swiss-German - Ich lieb DiTagalog - Mahal kita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tamil - Nan unnai &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Turkish - Seni Seviyorum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welsh - 'Rwy'n dy garu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yoruba - Mo ni fe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4875119155032505809?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4875119155032505809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4875119155032505809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4875119155032505809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4875119155032505809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='how to say i love you'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-455776191596864676</id><published>2007-03-03T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:45:22.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradictory</title><content type='html'>Something which i dug out from my old post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel  happy but sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel  energetic but exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am in  love and out of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have  aims and dreams but feel lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have  move on but live in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to  love but am tired of loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am  loved but dont feel the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love  communication but love the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Friends  are with me, but i feel lonely inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need  you but can live on without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are  smiles on my face , but tears in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want  you to know i love you, but dont want to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love  you. You love him. And i treat him as my bud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are  so close yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish  you call, but fear to hear your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish to  see you, but fear the flashbacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here  and there. Here in the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There in the past. So where am i really at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love  you. But do you love me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pain has always been in my  heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Memories has  always been in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have  always been in my heart &amp; mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When will the  pain be gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When will the  memories be just mere memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When will you  be hidden deep in my heart &amp; mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When will i stop loving you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-455776191596864676?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/455776191596864676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=455776191596864676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/455776191596864676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/455776191596864676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/03/contradictory.html' title='Contradictory'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-6264967430427305437</id><published>2007-02-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:56.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Fun</title><content type='html'>Pool Day it was for 4 of us from my current class of 07s04.. Amanda,Jackson,Wenling and myself went for a game of pool last wednesday.. and here are some of the pictures we took.. the better one's.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFVa_ZM6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/n8aobx5w004/s1600-h/P1010426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFVa_ZM6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/n8aobx5w004/s200/P1010426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036226517631841186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFV6_ZM7I/AAAAAAAAAf0/GGDsl_7yJXM/s1600-h/P1010435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFV6_ZM7I/AAAAAAAAAf0/GGDsl_7yJXM/s200/P1010435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036226526221775794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFWK_ZM8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/kUmy21PMBbo/s1600-h/P1010441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFWK_ZM8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/kUmy21PMBbo/s200/P1010441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036226530516743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFYK_ZM9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Y9oeo-teO2M/s1600-h/P1010443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFYK_ZM9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Y9oeo-teO2M/s200/P1010443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036226564876481490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFYq_ZM-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/_SrVh2SJ8xQ/s1600-h/P1010445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFYq_ZM-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/_SrVh2SJ8xQ/s200/P1010445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036226573466416098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGJ6_ZM_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/nqMY0rLec_8/s1600-h/P1010446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGJ6_ZM_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/nqMY0rLec_8/s200/P1010446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036227419574973426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKK_ZNAI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fSr0XMozf5Q/s1600-h/P1010447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKK_ZNAI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fSr0XMozf5Q/s200/P1010447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036227423869940738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKa_ZNBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Fo6Bg0okBy0/s1600-h/P1010449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKa_ZNBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Fo6Bg0okBy0/s200/P1010449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036227428164908050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKq_ZNCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GOoti1EmoT8/s1600-h/P1010452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGKq_ZNCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GOoti1EmoT8/s200/P1010452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036227432459875362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGLK_ZNDI/AAAAAAAAAg0/z6nZqC6C85A/s1600-h/P1010455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRGLK_ZNDI/AAAAAAAAAg0/z6nZqC6C85A/s200/P1010455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036227441049809970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG5a_ZNEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jtCvhEJpVB8/s1600-h/P1010456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG5a_ZNEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jtCvhEJpVB8/s200/P1010456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228235618759746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG5q_ZNFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7GpkDqmze_U/s1600-h/P1010460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG5q_ZNFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/7GpkDqmze_U/s200/P1010460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228239913727058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG56_ZNGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oHKQbTtX9J4/s1600-h/P1010475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG56_ZNGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oHKQbTtX9J4/s200/P1010475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228244208694370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG6K_ZNHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Q1J0zdTJ-oE/s1600-h/P1010481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG6K_ZNHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Q1J0zdTJ-oE/s200/P1010481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228248503661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG6a_ZNII/AAAAAAAAAhc/cgO1iSlQnE4/s1600-h/P1010488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRG6a_ZNII/AAAAAAAAAhc/cgO1iSlQnE4/s200/P1010488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228252798628994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHaq_ZNJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/qT5yBIkJ1Cc/s1600-h/P1010491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHaq_ZNJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/qT5yBIkJ1Cc/s200/P1010491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228806849410194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHbK_ZNKI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MY1TYkhPe1c/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHbK_ZNKI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MY1TYkhPe1c/s200/P1010494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228815439344802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHba_ZNLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/fy75V6mj6x0/s1600-h/P1010502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHba_ZNLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/fy75V6mj6x0/s200/P1010502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228819734312114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHb6_ZNMI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f79ZMh1FeWI/s1600-h/P1010518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRHb6_ZNMI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f79ZMh1FeWI/s200/P1010518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036228828324246722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Yet another memory to add to my time in TPJC.. i'm gonna miss those times after the posting results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-6264967430427305437?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/6264967430427305437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=6264967430427305437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6264967430427305437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/6264967430427305437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/pool-fun.html' title='Pool Fun'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/ReRFVa_ZM6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/n8aobx5w004/s72-c/P1010426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7681550608346647766</id><published>2007-02-25T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:02:30.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you raed tihs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="written"&gt;try out the one below.&lt;br /&gt;i found it when i was reading yijun's blog. kinda like the one i read sometime ago in an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Try to read  this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;  I'm sure you can....very  interesting.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fi  yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55  plepoe can.&lt;br /&gt;i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-7681550608346647766?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/7681550608346647766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=7681550608346647766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7681550608346647766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/7681550608346647766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/can-u-read-this.html' title='can you raed tihs?'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-2022201975406233223</id><published>2007-02-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:46:59.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year'07</title><content type='html'>CNY'07..[year of the golden pig] there was such a year to begin with? my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. CNY was truly a great time for me.. i get to meet up with my relatives, socialise with all my other cousins whom many i nv knew existed.. lol.. surprisingly they were abt the same age! &lt;strike&gt;i also get to gameble!&lt;/strike&gt; As usual.. we had the traditional family potrait.. when i say tradition.. i mean in my family cuz we do it every year without fail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70na_ZMvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GTkUvqPROJQ/s1600-h/P1010377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70na_ZMvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GTkUvqPROJQ/s200/P1010377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034730391544083186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nascarcism..=)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nK_ZMuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/dzslTcsfGeM/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nK_ZMuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/dzslTcsfGeM/s200/DSC_0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034730387249115874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Beloved Parents&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70n6_ZMyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vGQqMYd9hkE/s1600-h/DSC_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70n6_ZMyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vGQqMYd9hkE/s200/DSC_0175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034730400134017826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Adoring Grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72CK_ZMzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/sxmI6N8ygXM/s1600-h/DSC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72CK_ZMzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/sxmI6N8ygXM/s200/DSC_0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034731950617211698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nq_ZMwI/AAAAAAAAAds/M6e9trN7xYo/s1600-h/DSC_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nq_ZMwI/AAAAAAAAAds/M6e9trN7xYo/s200/DSC_0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034730395839050498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins altogether now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nq_ZMxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PP0Ahn4qvQA/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70nq_ZMxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PP0Ahn4qvQA/s200/DSC_0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034730395839050514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One big family..[Paternal side]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nK_ZM0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/BNQR37qln-0/s1600-h/P1010383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nK_ZM0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/BNQR37qln-0/s200/P1010383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732586272371522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Hui Ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd73wq_ZM5I/AAAAAAAAAe0/a5-blL0hd98/s1600-h/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd73wq_ZM5I/AAAAAAAAAe0/a5-blL0hd98/s200/DSC_0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034733848992756626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and winnie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual visiting continued among my paternal side for the first day.. collecting massive loads of ang baos.. duno why this year got so many sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day.. i decided to wear something bright.. ORANGE.. its kinda like one of my fav colours.. =D.. and this time went visiting my maternal side.. and get to play with my adorable cousin JEREMY! and of cuz with my other cousins lah.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72na_ZM1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/pRVGvnDYt0E/s1600-h/P1010387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72na_ZM1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/pRVGvnDYt0E/s200/P1010387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732590567338834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nq_ZM2I/AAAAAAAAAec/bz-ylv8XF4k/s1600-h/P1010393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nq_ZM2I/AAAAAAAAAec/bz-ylv8XF4k/s200/P1010393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732594862306146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i mean.. aint he just so cute? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nq_ZM3I/AAAAAAAAAek/FxcIgWIkWj8/s1600-h/P1010411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72nq_ZM3I/AAAAAAAAAek/FxcIgWIkWj8/s200/P1010411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732594862306162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72n6_ZM4I/AAAAAAAAAes/AFRhJVKqQZs/s1600-h/P1010414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd72n6_ZM4I/AAAAAAAAAes/AFRhJVKqQZs/s200/P1010414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732599157273474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cousins unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.. i guess i dun really know how to describe events and i dun really want to rant abt everything that happened.. lol.. why do u think i type so little words these days? lol.. till the day when i tink of something really deeply.. then u will see words.. and more words.. well u get the idea right? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next update to be up real soon!.. i hope.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2022201975406233223?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2022201975406233223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2022201975406233223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2022201975406233223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2022201975406233223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year07.html' title='Chinese New Year&apos;07'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Rd70na_ZMvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GTkUvqPROJQ/s72-c/P1010377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-2870254701211620521</id><published>2007-02-17T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In JC [07S04] Life's Great</title><content type='html'>Time flies.. really.. in such a short period of time.. so many things had happened.. Valentine's day.. crashing MJC.. CNY Celeb.. submission of my CLT application form..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. let's start things off with my crashing of MJC which more or less decided my options of JAE.. nvm the fact that i had to wake up early.. sacrifice my sleep and travel longer..MJC is so nice! i mean the school itself is nice.. small in size.. but NICE.. the design of the building.. colour.. everything!!.. u kinda guessed i placed MJC as my first choice right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaSbdHOU_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/SNloUv6pZtk/s1600-h/Mjc+pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaSbdHOU_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/SNloUv6pZtk/s200/Mjc+pass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032370634002158578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MJC visitor pass.. the one pass to rule em all.. LOL.. not.. it simply allowed me to crash every lecture and even tutorials.. =D..&lt;br /&gt;although everything about MJC is nice.. the canteen food is erm... well.. compared to TPJC.. smaller in portion, more expensive and not as  tasty.. aww well.. it is the oppurtunity cost.. lol.. when did econs appear..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda surprised most of my dmn sch mates who were in there for PAE.. karen.. nicholas.. andre.. pei wen saw me there.. not sure if others did to.. but does it matter really? lol.. i went crashing with tk in yu heng's and ya kai's class.. S201 and S101 respectively. o yes.. did i mention that the visitor book had 5pages full of TPJCian crashers? lol.. i wonder what happened back there.. the courtyard must have been so empty.. =P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.. now on the Valentine's day.. what did i receive? to sum it all up.. a whole load of chocs.. sweets.. 3roses.. a shirt and a plush toy.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaTs9HOVAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4zdLHYnY3xk/s1600-h/P1010367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaTs9HOVAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4zdLHYnY3xk/s200/P1010367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032372034161497090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks Xinyi!! for the plush toy and the tons of sweets u hid in that box there.. =P&lt;br /&gt;and thanks also to Yijun for the shirt! and of cuz to the rest of you for the sweets.. chocs.. roses and cookies! i'm still tryin to finish them all!&lt;br /&gt;ok.. fine.. i'm just lazy to detail wad happened that day ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY Celeb.. and now the main part of this posting.. we celebrated Karel's bade yesterday!!.. didn't managed to get her a gift in time due to our busy schedule but somehow charisse bought the cake!! thanks girl!! here's the photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWatHOVBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/amowhC0NHmU/s1600-h/P1010331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWatHOVBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/amowhC0NHmU/s320/P1010331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032375019163767826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karel making a wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWa9HOVCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5RdPcYAit0w/s1600-h/P1010334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWa9HOVCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5RdPcYAit0w/s320/P1010334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032375023458735138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cuttin the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWbNHOVDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Qo7NrOCYezU/s1600-h/P1010340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWbNHOVDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Qo7NrOCYezU/s320/P1010340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032375027753702450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charisse lending a hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWbdHOVEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cXDn_EUieC4/s1600-h/P1010346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWbdHOVEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cXDn_EUieC4/s320/P1010346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032375032048669762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which ended up in a disaster.. look how messy the cake is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWb9HOVFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xdtRJUm62Ww/s1600-h/P1010351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaWb9HOVFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xdtRJUm62Ww/s320/P1010351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032375040638604370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with the bdae girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPJC CNY concert was rather nice.. or at least better then the one's in sec sch.. the Chinese Ocherstra was splendid and so was the guest appearance of Jeremy!! Superstar Finalist!! he reached the semi finals if i am not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaXWdHOVHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iaMmI2_rcao/s1600-h/Superstar+finalist+jeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaXWdHOVHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iaMmI2_rcao/s200/Superstar+finalist+jeremy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032376045660951666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that kinda wraps stuff up.. o yea.. here's more photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZBdHOVJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xyi--pH2--U/s1600-h/nokia_7390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZBdHOVJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xyi--pH2--U/s200/nokia_7390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032377883906954386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My New Phone.. 7390.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaYw9HOVII/AAAAAAAAAcA/-W6bhtjBJos/s1600-h/DSC04337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaYw9HOVII/AAAAAAAAAcA/-W6bhtjBJos/s200/DSC04337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032377600439112834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geraldine and me during Road run..[why did i freakin have to blink..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZkdHOVKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Dwoqi-6bsno/s1600-h/P1010354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZkdHOVKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Dwoqi-6bsno/s200/P1010354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032378485202375842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and aisyah during CNY celeb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZktHOVLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/J192MC4r-GU/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZktHOVLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/J192MC4r-GU/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032378489497343154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda erm.. u get the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZk9HOVMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/_1rJ0_kR9_Q/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaZk9HOVMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/_1rJ0_kR9_Q/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032378493792310466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a shot taken with my new phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's all ppl!! next entry.. CNY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2870254701211620521?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2870254701211620521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2870254701211620521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2870254701211620521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2870254701211620521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-jc-07s04-lifes-great.html' title='Life In JC [07S04] Life&apos;s Great'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdaSbdHOU_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/SNloUv6pZtk/s72-c/Mjc+pass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1705785634710546296</id><published>2007-02-13T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In JC [A Decision Made]</title><content type='html'>Much has passed since the month of feb started .. for starters.. the college road run..&lt;br /&gt;nvm the fact that i was "sabo"ed to run in the competitive category meaning i had to run 5km.. a full 2km longer then other ppl.. results happened to be released on that very same day! i wasn't able to concentrate on the run at all!! no matter how fit i was.. as long my mind was not focused, how could i expect myself to perform.. how was anyone to perform with that state of mind! either ways.. i ran.. and ran and ran.. watched the sun rise from the horizon of the sea as i ran the length of east coast park.. surprisingly.. the run went faster then i expected.. i ran faster then my usual timing.. clocking 20min23sec.. [ i timed on my own watch.. DUH! ] of cuz.. i didn win any prize as we were competing not only among J1s but also the J2s.. expectedly.. the soccer players and track n field ppl took almost all the prizes for top 30.. BUT.. our class.. XUE KAI.. he got 17!! gratz to him man!.. i on the other hand got 86.. not really a bad achievement really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. Results!!!&lt;br /&gt;the dreaded day had finally arrive~!! the day i longed to come but never want it to come.. i was afraid to face reality.. afraid that i did not perform up to my standard.. my expectations.. my parent's and seniors and teacher's expectations.. not being able to enter my dream school.. TJC.. not being able to attain the goal of 9points nothing more.. to make matters worse.. i would be the last in my class of 41 to receive my results.. and i will wait as people around me jump for joy, weep, start tapping on their handphones incessently.. with all that commotion around me.. shouts of triumph.. how could i not feel intimidated.. how could i not feel happy for em.. what could i do expect for that? as i waited and prayed for the best.. i got my results at long last. with the following results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English B3&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities A1&lt;br /&gt;Emath A1&lt;br /&gt;Amath A2&lt;br /&gt;Biology B3&lt;br /&gt;Phy/Chem A1&lt;br /&gt;Chinese B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1r4- 8 L1r5- 11 CCA- A1&lt;br /&gt;L1r5 after bonus- 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn make my expectations.. but somehow i could not help but to feel happy then i did a favour to myself by proving to myself that i can achieve.. with such results.. it is considered good in other's eyes.. but not mine.. not after failing to reach the goal i set for myself 9points nothing more.. it meant i would not be able to enter TJC.. and have to settle down in another JC.. leaving me with yet another difficult decision to make.. where to go.. i found myself at a crossroad with plentiful routes.. my intended route being closed upon me.. road blocked.. i detoured and settled upon Meridien JC.. as my first choice.. heck to all its rumours that its stress placed upon its students shoulders could kill.. i work best under pressure.. or at least that's what people tell me.. and time and time again i cant help but admit that they are right to an extent.. how much i'm not sure myself.. but it didn't really matter.. it is my future.. it is what i make of it.. and i will mould mine to be a bright one.. in academics and cca alike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. more pictures from our TPJC orientation.. taken by TPJCian photographers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOOdHOU6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PiRhLUQCDuA/s1600-h/D07_001_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOOdHOU6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PiRhLUQCDuA/s320/D07_001_021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030958637733794722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOOtHOU7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/_q_oyGqp6l0/s1600-h/D07_001_130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOOtHOU7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/_q_oyGqp6l0/s320/D07_001_130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030958642028762034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOO9HOU8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/QXm5_5b-npQ/s1600-h/D07_001_211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOO9HOU8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/QXm5_5b-npQ/s320/D07_001_211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030958646323729346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Song Leng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOPNHOU9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/R1vuIAC7csA/s1600-h/D07_001_395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOPNHOU9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/R1vuIAC7csA/s320/D07_001_395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030958650618696658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOP9HOU-I/AAAAAAAAAac/7oSfRmyTF5I/s1600-h/D07_001_439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOP9HOU-I/AAAAAAAAAac/7oSfRmyTF5I/s320/D07_001_439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030958663503598562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scandalous! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that wraps it up ppL!!&lt;br /&gt;next update likely within the week but not tml cuz it is after all valentine! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1705785634710546296?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1705785634710546296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1705785634710546296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1705785634710546296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1705785634710546296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-jc-decision-made.html' title='Life In JC [A Decision Made]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RdGOOdHOU6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PiRhLUQCDuA/s72-c/D07_001_021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-5131110412946343623</id><published>2007-02-05T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:04.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In JC [07S04] closing a chapter</title><content type='html'>Time Flies..&lt;br /&gt;the month of january have finally come to a close.. a full month in TPJC flew by with a snap of the finger.. memories formed etched within my mind.. and on 9Feb would determine if this class of mine would stay together as one big happy family.. highly unlikely i know.. but how i wish we can all still be together..&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz.. what's the end of the month without celebrating our january's babies special day!!&lt;br /&gt;here's e pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBE2qiDGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Dj9N-kBlnRA/s1600-h/P1010304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBE2qiDGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Dj9N-kBlnRA/s320/P1010304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028059060631637090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Jan babies.. Athina and Jackson!! Happy 17 Bdae!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBDmqiDEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4FQanLUGp7s/s1600-h/IMG_7373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBDmqiDEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4FQanLUGp7s/s320/IMG_7373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028059039156800578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBEGqiDFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hQCspau0BOo/s1600-h/IMG_7384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBEGqiDFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hQCspau0BOo/s320/IMG_7384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028059047746735186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with erm.. girls of my class.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBGGqiDII/AAAAAAAAAY8/_h5SmZaziKY/s1600-h/P1010309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBGGqiDII/AAAAAAAAAY8/_h5SmZaziKY/s320/P1010309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028059082106473602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDGmqiDJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u2_p_10E4DY/s1600-h/P1010312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDGmqiDJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u2_p_10E4DY/s320/P1010312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028061289719663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eunice And Me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBFWqiDHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KlSgGLlV51M/s1600-h/P1010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBFWqiDHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KlSgGLlV51M/s320/P1010307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028059069221571698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;07S04.. Absent.. ryan Hui Lin Song Leng Russell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are more candid shots of my class.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDHWqiDKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MugK3zmBzfI/s1600-h/IMG_7360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDHWqiDKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MugK3zmBzfI/s320/IMG_7360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028061302604565666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDJWqiDLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/h4strATiuCg/s1600-h/IMG_7363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdDJWqiDLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/h4strATiuCg/s320/IMG_7363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028061336964304050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*note no explanation needed or no comments*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is officially 4days.. juz 4days before the results are released on 9Feb.. which also happens to be my road run.. darn.. lol.. and my Bro's bdae as well.. gosh.. how pack can a day get? nvm the stress i'm gonna get on that day.. V day is coming.. plus i'm rushing to make the class jacket which costs abt $30.. i'm going into a financial problem very soon.. gotta start saving a lot more now.. but its hard.. espcially when school ends so late and the CCAs trainings which just make you so hungry and in need of sport drinks to quench your thirst!.. o well.. that's JC life for us i guess.. i had better get used to it.. espcially if i am to stay on in TPJC and even more so if i were to go on to TJC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Points Nothing More.. the goal i had set myself since last year after my mid year.. would it be realised? or simply just another wild ambition.. only time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes.. ppl.. do pay me the money for the jacket tml 07s04s!! i'm heading down to Queensway to get it done.. AGAIN.. man just like last year when i made the class jersey.. oo.. the adidas jerseys.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5131110412946343623?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5131110412946343623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5131110412946343623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5131110412946343623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5131110412946343623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-jc-07s04-closing-chapter.html' title='Life In JC [07S04] closing a chapter'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RcdBE2qiDGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Dj9N-kBlnRA/s72-c/P1010304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-8138228300253179892</id><published>2007-01-28T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:05.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In JC [07S04]</title><content type='html'>Life never really been the same since i stepped into TPJC.. the numerous friends i made, countless faces i've seen, familiar faces of primary school days.. i can more or less say i never regretted placing TPJC as one of my choices for the PAE excercise..&lt;br /&gt;now that the orientation camp is over.. it was time for us to select our subject combination.. mine are as follow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology H2&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry H2&lt;br /&gt;Math H2&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge Inquiry H2&lt;br /&gt;Econs H1&lt;br /&gt;Chinese H1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this placed me in this wonderful class of 07S04..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwMxKVIgVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/K-VDJMgzOm4/s1600-h/P1010265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwMxKVIgVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/K-VDJMgzOm4/s320/P1010265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024905322964746578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was taken during Econs tutorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled with ppl with limitless openess and sociability [there are of cuz the exceptions].. and those who seems to disappear all together but reappears from time to time aka pink forms warriors.. lol.. with such a class.. it no wonder we hit off so well together.. not to mention that we have such a great civics tutor who is also our chem tutor. if i am not mistaken.. we went out for lunch together on the second day we were a class and did CIP together too! yea u must be wondering why we did such a thing. it was suppose to be a movie but we could not make it in time.. so hey its great to help the community u know?.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange occurances reared its face at us too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwObqVIgWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VD-DpeXjX88/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwObqVIgWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VD-DpeXjX88/s200/P1010251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024907152620814690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;including this cat who seems to love our window grill.. kinda looks like an owl in the day.. haha.. we tried our best to help it get down but was faced with anger and resistance..  nearly scratching some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly love this class of mine.. never was there a dull day in JC.. unlike some i had before this which i do not intend to digress into it. if i were to be granted just 1 wish.. it would be for all of us to continue this way.. in the same class for our JC life.. o how that would be a dream come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwO_aVIgXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Fi6O3kgbuxQ/s1600-h/P1010292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwO_aVIgXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Fi6O3kgbuxQ/s200/P1010292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024907766801138034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda taking a pic of me holding my cam and vice versa.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwO_qVIgYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RdB5K-WUPp0/s1600-h/P1010299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwO_qVIgYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RdB5K-WUPp0/s200/P1010299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024907771096105346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey.. no funny ideas now..[ just kidding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwPjqVIgZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GeU6PNqWK1c/s1600-h/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwPjqVIgZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GeU6PNqWK1c/s320/P1010295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024908389571395986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken during civics lesson when cher was on MC.. [ppl abesent Ryan and Jason]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 2 more months left in this class's lifespan.. i hope we will all make the best of it.. and create more fascinating and wonderful memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07S04s rox!!&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. please check e class forum ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O YA.. here's e links for the Mass Dance's songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?5hmcnmywwmm"&gt;Gia Farrell-Hit Me Up[Happy Feet OST]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3nfdw2l2mgk"&gt;T.O.K.-She's Hot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3mdgjmwmzgz"&gt;Diana King-Shy Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;note there is limited bandwith so.. dun complain if u are unable to download.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8138228300253179892?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8138228300253179892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8138228300253179892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8138228300253179892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8138228300253179892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-in-jc-07s04.html' title='Life In JC [07S04]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RbwMxKVIgVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/K-VDJMgzOm4/s72-c/P1010265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1626297217058073327</id><published>2007-01-18T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In JC [Orientation]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9eE7jtabI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1e7YmxhC1R0/s1600-h/P1010215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9eE7jtabI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1e7YmxhC1R0/s200/P1010215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021335548341348786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TPJC.. it is somehow comforting to know that i am one of the 20% in singapore who actually made it to JC.. though not my first choice.. no thanks to rumours from peers and school mates abt its slackish culture.. all that was erased though.. who cares if the environment is slack.. it dosen't mean u cannot mug.. which is exactly what most of my cg ppl are doing during free breaks.. if it aint playing basketball or eating at the canteen.. we would be together mugging either in the canteen if it is empty or the library where the sound level is considerably high for a library.. but its still acceptable..&lt;br /&gt;Now.. on to the orientation.. PIRATES WAS THE THEME.. consisting of names such as blackbeard.. davy jones.. jack sparrow.. captain morgan.. barbossa and my own CAPTAIN HOOK..[aka hookers.. we hook you].. okok.. so this was how it worked.. there were 6 groups in one family.. and i was in Hookers7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9g6LjtacI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gdFPqUzTZWM/s1600-h/DSC04067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9g6LjtacI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gdFPqUzTZWM/s200/DSC04067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021338662192638402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;filled with fun laughter literal hooks7 dominated gamesthe whole event was really great.. something i had not experienced since i have no idea how long.. probably since i facilitated the sec 1s in dmn sec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9kabjtadI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0lxuIoJZXVU/s1600-h/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9kabjtadI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0lxuIoJZXVU/s200/DSC04084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021342514778302930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks7 on the first day in the midst of games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9karjtaeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/8Ayoh06wQ-8/s1600-h/DSC04130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9karjtaeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/8Ayoh06wQ-8/s200/DSC04130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021342519073270242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Shot.. Pose 1..[where in the world are we pointing to?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9lZrjtaiI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2c8VQPO8Y5o/s1600-h/DSC04131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9lZrjtaiI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2c8VQPO8Y5o/s200/DSC04131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021343601405028898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pose 2 [ erm.. kinda self explanatory right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9ka7jtafI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fcSBeKJXJvU/s1600-h/DSC04139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9ka7jtafI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fcSBeKJXJvU/s200/DSC04139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021342523368237554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks7 once more.. with OGLs right after wet games and the major family water wars.. a friend of mine.. ansel.. got one of those standard size NTUC plastic bag and converted it into a Big Bag Water O Bomb.. the 2 of kamikaze towards the "ang moh" in the cohort.. since he was the most prominent.. we actually planned to smash it into kim walkerman..[ yes she is in TPJC right now ].. but hey.. she's a girl.. so we decided against it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9ka7jtagI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Hj2G_SGkHBg/s1600-h/P1010216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9ka7jtagI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Hj2G_SGkHBg/s200/P1010216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021342523368237570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys of Hooks7.. yes there are only the few of us in a group of 22..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9kbLjtahI/AAAAAAAAAV0/KJlbOVsNxk0/s1600-h/P1010218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9kbLjtahI/AAAAAAAAAV0/KJlbOVsNxk0/s200/P1010218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021342527663204882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the poor guy who performed a forfeit in front of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASS DANCE.. it was well enjoyable to an extent.. esp the couple dance.. haha.. thankfully for me.. i got quite a cute gal to be my partner.. i had to ask her personally.. for if i did not.. we would be paired by the OGLs.. i really do not wish to know what would happen if that were to happen.. for individual dance.. we danced to 2 tunes.. namely Hit Me Up by Gia Farrell..[u can play it from the playlist on the right] and shy guy by Diana King... for the couple dance.. it was She's Hot by T.O.K. really nice songs i must admit.. i downloaded them almost immediately when time permitted me to do so.. JC life is really very busy ok.. alright.. enough with this.. let's end orientation'07 now.. it was orientation night.. similar to campfire night for most camps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9orbjtajI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1jldp26k81c/s1600-h/P1010224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9orbjtajI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1jldp26k81c/s200/P1010224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021347204882590258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[self explanatory]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9orrjtakI/AAAAAAAAAWM/dihgTiGZUtM/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9orrjtakI/AAAAAAAAAWM/dihgTiGZUtM/s200/P1010227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021347209177557570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Campers.. eh.. no.. 07Sj1.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9or7jtalI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5W0EYtk96mU/s1600-h/P1010231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9or7jtalI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5W0EYtk96mU/s200/P1010231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021347213472524882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Performance by the council..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately.. Jack Sparrow won.. with Hookers coming in second.. congratz to those in jack sparrow.. esp Yijun.. ur grp won in the end.. haha.. o yes.. we had a rock performance at the end of everything.. it rocked the roof down and all of us had a blast of a time.. jumping.. screaming.. forming an extreme long caterpillar.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hookers family [some of us.. went with the OGLs]later went off to Simpang Bedok where we occupied almost the whole of the outdoor restaurant.. had a blast of a time eating.. drinking..[non alcoholic lah] and simply talking thrash and gossiping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9rXLjtamI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dI9-doQZU3A/s1600-h/DSC04192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9rXLjtamI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dI9-doQZU3A/s200/DSC04192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021350155525122658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one half of the long row of tables we joined.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1626297217058073327?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1626297217058073327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1626297217058073327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1626297217058073327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1626297217058073327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-in-jc-orientation.html' title='Life In JC [Orientation]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/Ra9eE7jtabI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1e7YmxhC1R0/s72-c/P1010215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-1227234539279947804</id><published>2007-01-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day 7[final day]</title><content type='html'>Day 7[0730 GMT+9] Place [Seoul Palace Hotel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and gone the days had.. soon it was the final day i was to be in Korea before returning to &lt;strike&gt;Scorching Burning HOT&lt;/strike&gt; Sunny Singapore.. Korea is the birth place of Da Chang Jin.. the drama seriel which had taken Singapore by storm.. and what is more appropriate then to put on those traditional clothings? and so.. here we were!! My whole family in our various clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzh7jtaTI/AAAAAAAAATk/x8aRi8XRliA/s1600-h/P1010131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzh7jtaTI/AAAAAAAAATk/x8aRi8XRliA/s200/P1010131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018755492767164722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro N Me.. i know we are wearing the headdress wrong.. dun rub it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzibjtaUI/AAAAAAAAATs/9-x_aB5MNak/s1600-h/P1010138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzibjtaUI/AAAAAAAAATs/9-x_aB5MNak/s200/P1010138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018755501357099330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE TURNED KOREAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzirjtaVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ih-MWrc_ga8/s1600-h/P1010140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzirjtaVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ih-MWrc_ga8/s200/P1010140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018755505652066642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dun we just look so nice together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzi7jtaWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SyOnvvIrJiM/s1600-h/P1010141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzi7jtaWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SyOnvvIrJiM/s200/P1010141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018755509947033954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i aint in a Samurai clothes.. but hey.. its fun.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzjLjtaXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/NkOgEDGaTjk/s1600-h/P1010149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzjLjtaXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/NkOgEDGaTjk/s200/P1010149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018755514242001266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*is there a need for a comment?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimichi.. love it hate it.. it does not matter much.. cuz it will be served at every meal u have there.. of cuz u can choose not to eat it.. but i'm simply a sucker for it.. ok fine.. maybe not so much.. but its nice.. and we learnt how to MAKE it.. how cool is that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY0mLjtaYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aR-3Zb4sUns/s1600-h/P1040200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY0mLjtaYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aR-3Zb4sUns/s200/P1040200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018756665293236610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it really aint as exquisite as u tink it is.. it really was a rather messy process.. or at least that was how it turned out for most of us.. haha.. splatting chilli paste made of various ingridients over the many leaves of the cabbage.. the end product was really disgusting.. of cuz i didn eat it.. mine was hidieous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. its was time for.. SHOPPING!! along the cold winter streets which weren't white.. YET.. but i didn get to see it snow either ways.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY1srjtaZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KvMqR6HPkl0/s1600-h/P1010165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY1srjtaZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KvMqR6HPkl0/s200/P1010165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757876474014098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the food there is simply delicious! really! and this was bought from a roadside stall! with rather reasonable pricing for Korea.. did i mention the portion is extremely large? what i was holding in the picture cost 1000won.. or around $1.50!! compare that with Old Chang Kee.. its really a big difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY1s7jtaaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Os6Vhay4GDE/s1600-h/P1010167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaY1s7jtaaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Os6Vhay4GDE/s200/P1010167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757880768981410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of cuz.. some shops had really.. erm.. interesting name.. i'm not sure if the koreans there even realized it.. the name of the shop in the photo reads "Nude".. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.. so that more or less concluded my trip there.. so sorry for the late post.. been bz with JC life.. update on life in JC will be up soon.. if the tutorials and lecture notes do not take a toll on me.. not to mention CCA trainings..[its still the trails for now].. so.. stay tune ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-1227234539279947804?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/1227234539279947804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=1227234539279947804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1227234539279947804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/1227234539279947804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/01/korea-day-7final-day.html' title='Korea Day 7[final day]'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RaYzh7jtaTI/AAAAAAAAATk/x8aRi8XRliA/s72-c/P1010131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-5958161271846965449</id><published>2007-01-01T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:12.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day 6</title><content type='html'>First of All.. HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!! i know i haven't been updating lately and that some of you are interested what happened during the last 2 days of my Korea trip.. so.. i apologise for the delay.. all rights.. let's get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6[0730 GMT+9] Place [Seoul Palace Hotel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkY0VwJnoI/AAAAAAAAARI/WpUNJBwHQyk/s1600-h/P1040140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkY0VwJnoI/AAAAAAAAARI/WpUNJBwHQyk/s200/P1040140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015066947525123714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite all the excitement and high hopes for the day.. it really was a dismay.. we went to the government buildings if i remember correctly.. and the only magnificent view there was the photo on the right.. a pheonix to represent the government body with a fantastic mountain behind it.. other than that.. believe me.. nothing interesting about that place.. MOVING ON.. we went to a ginseng museum.. gosh its so NICE!! did i mention korea is extremely famous for its ginseng? it even has farms which are paid to grow ginseng! the government PAYS the farmers to do just that! but the bad point is that after 1 season.. just 1.. the soil becomes barren as all its nutrients had been absorbed by the ginseng.. hence why ginseng is so beneficial to the body..&lt;br /&gt;and NOW!!.. the growth of Ginseng roots.. 6years is need for maturity and harvest.. and so.. here are the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbolwJnpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QWik8q616_o/s1600-h/P1010092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbolwJnpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QWik8q616_o/s200/P1010092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015070044196544146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbolwJnqI/AAAAAAAAARY/5jKSqp7RMmw/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbolwJnqI/AAAAAAAAARY/5jKSqp7RMmw/s200/P1010093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015070044196544162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbo1wJnrI/AAAAAAAAARg/lWRPVXxECOM/s1600-h/P1010094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbo1wJnrI/AAAAAAAAARg/lWRPVXxECOM/s200/P1010094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015070048491511474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbo1wJnsI/AAAAAAAAARo/AUO_zQ87Xq4/s1600-h/P1010095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbo1wJnsI/AAAAAAAAARo/AUO_zQ87Xq4/s200/P1010095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015070048491511490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbpFwJntI/AAAAAAAAARw/jNr7pEOop7Q/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkbpFwJntI/AAAAAAAAARw/jNr7pEOop7Q/s200/P1010096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015070052786478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkciVwJnvI/AAAAAAAAASA/bsmSi4aLqJk/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkciVwJnvI/AAAAAAAAASA/bsmSi4aLqJk/s200/P1010097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015071036333989618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR  6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u people realised.. every year meant a new root forms on the ginseng.. bet yea didn't know that huh.&lt;br /&gt;we went on to some jewel refining factory.. amethyst if i remember.. no photo though.. wasn't allowed to take any.. sigh.. BUT.. we did witness a peaceful protest there!! YUP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Kenneth/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkeD1wJnwI/AAAAAAAAASI/9S2xfNDd-XE/s1600-h/P1040145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkeD1wJnwI/AAAAAAAAASI/9S2xfNDd-XE/s200/P1040145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015072711371235074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bored policemen sitting on their shields.. chatting and SMOKING away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkeD1wJnxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jqz52mlkKxg/s1600-h/P1010103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkeD1wJnxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jqz52mlkKxg/s200/P1010103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015072711371235090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the site of the protest.. is was on the bus.. so its kinda of a wild shot.. which turned out quite well.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.. so now the next item.. went to a indoor theme park.. Lotte World.. once more.. i'm not in the mood to type.. so here's some pictures.. cuz.. theme parks.. u really gotta experience it urself to know what i mean.. so yea.. =P..[ its juz a lame excuse to not type]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgI1wJnyI/AAAAAAAAASY/DwoUiDbZRHE/s1600-h/P1010110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgI1wJnyI/AAAAAAAAASY/DwoUiDbZRHE/s200/P1010110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015074996293836578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lotte World's outdoor area.. with a erm.. Disneyland copycat theme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgJFwJnzI/AAAAAAAAASg/cjH0-r6XJgg/s1600-h/P1010113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgJFwJnzI/AAAAAAAAASg/cjH0-r6XJgg/s200/P1010113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015075000588803890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indoor roundabour ride on a hot air Balloon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgJlwJn0I/AAAAAAAAASo/N1BVCJrjnvU/s1600-h/P1040157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkgJlwJn0I/AAAAAAAAASo/N1BVCJrjnvU/s200/P1040157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015075009178738498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gyrodrop.. lifts u up 100m into the air and drops u.. freefalling for 6seconds before slowing down.. yes.. the experience is extremely thrilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day.. IT rained.. SIGH!! its was probably the best chance to see snow falling.. o well.. guess i aint that lucky huh.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 7 up in X days.. i'll try my best k..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-5958161271846965449?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/5958161271846965449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=5958161271846965449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5958161271846965449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/5958161271846965449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2007/01/korea-day-6.html' title='Korea Day 6'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RZkY0VwJnoI/AAAAAAAAARI/WpUNJBwHQyk/s72-c/P1040140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-2339734230435334049</id><published>2006-12-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:29:40.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Xmas!!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you enjoy the joyous festive season and not forget the main reason why we celebrate it!! GOD Bless to ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and thanks for the gifts ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&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/16851882-2339734230435334049?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2339734230435334049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2339734230435334049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2339734230435334049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2339734230435334049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas!'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-8600009429420749861</id><published>2006-12-24T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:36:02.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something To Think About!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world Had Only 100 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 Asians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Europeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 from North and South America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Africans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 would be female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 would be male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 would be nonwhite, 30 white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59% of the entire world's wealth would belong to only 6 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all 6 would be citizens of the United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 would live in substandard housing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 would be unable to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 would suffer from malnutrition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 would be near death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 would be near birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 would have a university degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 of them will not see this message,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because only 1 would have a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one considers our world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from such a compressed perspective,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the need for both acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and understanding becomes glaringly apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8600009429420749861?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8600009429420749861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8600009429420749861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8600009429420749861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8600009429420749861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About.'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-3450936031267633503</id><published>2006-12-21T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:15.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day 5</title><content type='html'>Day 5 Time[0730 GMT +9] Place[Dragon Valley Resort]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpFK9UOunI/AAAAAAAAAOg/PeDNA6zNo18/s1600-h/P1040064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpFK9UOunI/AAAAAAAAAOg/PeDNA6zNo18/s200/P1040064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010893589963520626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun had risen and we wake up to see the resort for the first time ever under sunlight.. a magnificent blanket of white covered the uneven landscape. and so it was time for us to head up to the top of the mountain to have a feeling of what winter was really about.. paying yet another absurb amount of money simply to get onto the cable car.. 12000won[$20] per head.. we were treated to a "spectacular view of the "lush greenery" of the mountain range.. lol.. it was mostly barren with the exception of lines of green.. hmm.. intrigruing.. either ways.. we eventually reached the peak.. i mean what can we expect to see up there really? more barren trees and snow covered&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpGf9UOuoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lj6JY7V_We8/s1600-h/P1010054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpGf9UOuoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lj6JY7V_We8/s200/P1010054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010895050252401282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; branches was what i initially reckoned.. i was wrong.. TOTALLY WRONG.. we saw.. NOTHING.. visibility was reduced to a mere few meters.. and we managed to move only by wadering our way through the thick blanket of snow.. howling winds blew at us forcing me to raise the hood over my head.. right.. lets ponder on the situation.. snow littered everywhere around us.. no scenery meant little chances of photos.. only 2 option laid open for us.. SNOWMAN AND SNOWFIGHT!! i never really did completed the snowman with my friends due to the shortage of time.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpHk9UOupI/AAAAAAAAAOw/FWus_Ry31HA/s1600-h/P1040078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpHk9UOupI/AAAAAAAAAOw/FWus_Ry31HA/s200/P1040078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010896235663374994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry girl.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpHlNUOuqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vEZFbZgfSws/s1600-h/P1040083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpHlNUOuqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vEZFbZgfSws/s200/P1040083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010896239958342306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what's with the constipated look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right so we made our way down back to "ground level" and while waiting for the rest of the tour group to board the bus.. i finger got a little trigger happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbNUOurI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q8EsV-cDA_c/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbNUOurI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q8EsV-cDA_c/s200/P1010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010897167671278258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the cable car.. [do i really look better smiling like this? {my dad thinks so}]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbNUOusI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MH4PppC72zA/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbNUOusI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MH4PppC72zA/s200/P1010076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010897167671278274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snapshot 1 of resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbdUOutI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i5gGSPC3gGc/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbdUOutI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i5gGSPC3gGc/s200/P1010077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010897171966245586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snapshot 2 of resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbdUOuuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/qB0cj7F8OCA/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpIbdUOuuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/qB0cj7F8OCA/s200/P1010079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010897171966245602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*what do u want me to say here REALLY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun really expect me to show you guys all the pictures i took do you? mostly were junk or experimentation of my camera functions.. LOL.. alright.. so it was goodbye to ski resort and off to EVERLAND..its a theme park by the way.. i was expecting an unlimited ride ticket but what was presented to me was one with a 5rides limitation.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;ok.. that aside. me being a thrill rides addict.. i went straight for the rollercoasters..[there were 2] but was instead dragged off together with the rest of the tour group to take some rides we were forced to take.. claimed to be enjoyable for the whole family.. and so we sat the amazon express water adventure [really nothing much.. its just sitting on a big float and allowing the current to take you.. u know what that is right?] and then it was the safari land.. yup.. they had a zoo.. well mini one.. in the theme park itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpKgNUOuvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A54HBgI1HH4/s1600-h/P1040111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpKgNUOuvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A54HBgI1HH4/s200/P1040111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010899452593879794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpKgNUOuwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/8U1MHh1lJN0/s1600-h/P1040124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpKgNUOuwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/8U1MHh1lJN0/s200/P1040124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010899452593879810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpLINUOu0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/yeiTAUXHyyg/s1600-h/P1040128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpLINUOu0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/yeiTAUXHyyg/s200/P1040128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010900139788647234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and so.. in a blink of an eye.. i was left with 3 rides.. OMG.. i still went on my coasters.. that's simply something one cannot miss while in the theme park.. and that was that.. 1 ride left.. hmm.. i can't all be that self-sented right? so we went on a family ride together.. Mystery Mansion.. No.. it aint a haunted masion ride.. please.. i wont even bother entering it if it was one.. it was something like a shooter ride.. we were strapped onto the chair and armed with a "special pistol" supposedly able to rid of the ghostly spirits in the mansion.. best part.. it was score based.. so we got to see how we faired after the ride.. i ranked in First with 8500points if i am not mistaken.. bro second with 6000+.. then parents.. dad then mum.. ouch..guess i play too much arcade now do i? lol.. too much world combat and time crisis i would say..&lt;br /&gt;and so.. we headed to seoul where we checked into our final hotel and the FIRST hotel we got to stay 2nights in.. YES&gt;. i mean it.. that was day 5 and some family and group shots to end the entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpK_NUOuyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/VPiqVj_8ty4/s1600-h/Scan+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpK_NUOuyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/VPiqVj_8ty4/s200/Scan+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010899985169824546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CTC Group A.. yes.. we had like 60ppl.. so we had 2 buses.. and YES u get the idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpK_NUOuzI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YLh0AyEyfbQ/s1600-h/Scan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpK_NUOuzI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YLh0AyEyfbQ/s200/Scan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010899985169824562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAMILY SHOT..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-3450936031267633503?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/3450936031267633503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=3450936031267633503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3450936031267633503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/3450936031267633503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/korea-day-5.html' title='Korea Day 5'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYpFK9UOunI/AAAAAAAAAOg/PeDNA6zNo18/s72-c/P1040064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-4284565901973311491</id><published>2006-12-20T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:52:42.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTICE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “Why is Church Seeking Donations Door to Door?” (ST, Dec 20),&lt;br /&gt;a member of the public reported that he was approached at home&lt;br /&gt;for a donation by someone claiming to be from City Harvest Church.&lt;br /&gt;We would like to categorically state that from the inception of CHC,&lt;br /&gt;we have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; solicited funds from the public&lt;br /&gt;and have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; authorized anyone to do so on our behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of the public should verify the identity of the person(s)&lt;br /&gt;seeking donations in the name of CHC,&lt;br /&gt;or any other charitable organization,&lt;br /&gt;as there could always be a few who may be taking advantage&lt;br /&gt;of the spirit of generosity during the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please inform us at &lt;a href="mailto:feedback@chc.org.sg"&gt;feedback@chc.org.sg&lt;/a&gt; or hotline 6737-6266&lt;br /&gt;should anyone come to know of such activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-4284565901973311491?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/4284565901973311491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=4284565901973311491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4284565901973311491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/4284565901973311491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/notice.html' title='NOTICE'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</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-16851882.post-8152412732145521145</id><published>2006-12-18T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:18.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 Time[0530 GMT+9] Place[Daegu The Grand Hotel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYiltUOuZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BKFO8XJ7-Zs/s1600-h/P1000982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYiltUOuZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BKFO8XJ7-Zs/s200/P1000982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009729666711206290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we woke up bright and early today.. ok so maybe it was not as bright other than the few street lamps. ok fine.. it would be pitch dark if not for the man-made lights.. it was a moonless night then.. for once we were able to eat hotel food - it also turned out to be the one and only time.. but it sure did feel good to be eating something farmiliar. we set off shortly after towards Mount Sorak.. which well.. unfortunately for all of us.. a 6hour bus journey.. how did we keep ourselves company? one option was to watch the "movie" which our tour guide had prepared for us.. it turned out to be "da chang jin" the consized version of the whole storyline.. OR.. simply well.. like what i always do on long boring journeys.. sleep..&lt;br /&gt;we stopped along the way after about 2hours to get a toilet break.. and that.. was the first time i saw snow.. YES.. it is my first time.. i couldn't help myself.. the first thing i did when i got down the bus was to cup together a bunch of snow and simply hurl it at the other youth whom i had made friends with during our short time together.. our first snow fight..=P.. and so the story goes on.. go back to bus.. bus moves.. bus arrives at lunch place and we expected something great out of it since it was stated in the itenary that it was seafood steamboat.. SEAFOOD it was.. a crab lay in the pot waiting for us to crack it open to allow us to relish the.. -.-".. pathetic amout of meat in it.. so much for crabs exclusive to korea and japan seas.. alright.. enough complaining.. we finally reached mount sorak and a splendid view it had to offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYmM9UOubI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9tgLNGKRWC4/s1600-h/P1040026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYmM9UOubI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9tgLNGKRWC4/s320/P1040026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009733639555955122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the tour group i had spent my holiday in korea with.. a complete mix of lively.. shy.. rude.. ill-mannered.. ok.. u get the picture..&lt;br /&gt;OK.. from here on.. it would plainly be pictures for this section of the entry on Mount Sorak.. i really don't wish to bore you with me explaining what happened every hour of the trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYnb9UOucI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dYUVIKkZFOQ/s1600-h/P1000986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYnb9UOucI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dYUVIKkZFOQ/s200/P1000986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009734996765620674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from the north side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncNUOudI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_Va-dv8sDfc/s1600-h/P1040031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncNUOudI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_Va-dv8sDfc/s200/P1040031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009735001060587986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from the south side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncdUOueI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UN3XHpKvMBY/s1600-h/P1040048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncdUOueI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UN3XHpKvMBY/s200/P1040048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009735005355555298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family SHOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncdUOufI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uXbZOkALPVY/s1600-h/Scan+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYncdUOufI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uXbZOkALPVY/s200/Scan+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009735005355555314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;great background ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYnctUOugI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VohAvW60izQ/s1600-h/Scan+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYnctUOugI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VohAvW60izQ/s200/Scan+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009735009650522626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*insert text here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYn8dUOuhI/AAAAAAAAANA/PjRJg6XmeY0/s1600-h/P1000991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYn8dUOuhI/AAAAAAAAANA/PjRJg6XmeY0/s200/P1000991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009735555111369234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Temple at foot of mountain.. the statue is about 30m tall.. or perhaps even more than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT.. so now here is the highlight of the trip.. SKI!! we finally reached yong pyong ski resort and geared ourselves up for the exciting time ahead right after dinner..&lt;br /&gt;skiing really was not as simple as i originally thought it was.. NOT.. it was really simple.. for me that is.. after we were taught the basics of course.. and so.. some stuff really i am not good at explaining in words.. well i'm just lazy okay.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqNdUOuiI/AAAAAAAAANI/7dzTXJU8I4g/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqNdUOuiI/AAAAAAAAANI/7dzTXJU8I4g/s200/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009738046192400930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAMILY SHOT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqNtUOujI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kv9mdcCYkrc/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqNtUOujI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kv9mdcCYkrc/s200/P1010028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009738050487368242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did i mention it is rather hard to stop when going down the slope? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqN9UOukI/AAAAAAAAANY/X_xEt8rMGpE/s1600-h/Scan+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqN9UOukI/AAAAAAAAANY/X_xEt8rMGpE/s200/Scan+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009738054782335554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro n Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqN9UOulI/AAAAAAAAANg/utwKmprDzFM/s1600-h/Scan+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYqN9UOulI/AAAAAAAAANg/utwKmprDzFM/s200/Scan+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009738054782335570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my bro SKI!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so that was day 4.. sorry for the delay of it.. was bz with stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Kenneth/Desktop/New%20Folder/P1040026.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-8152412732145521145?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/8152412732145521145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=8152412732145521145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8152412732145521145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/8152412732145521145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/korea-day-4.html' title='Korea Day 4'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYYiltUOuZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BKFO8XJ7-Zs/s72-c/P1000982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-2670981133970499857</id><published>2006-12-15T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:19.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day 3</title><content type='html'>Day3 Time[0730 GMT+9] Place[Jeju Pacific Hotel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKH399wqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9LAFgbglc5o/s1600-h/P1000948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKH399wqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9LAFgbglc5o/s200/P1000948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008715131185572418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waking up is still a chore.. espcially since korea is an hour ahead of Singapore.. either ways.. we went down to a harbor to have our breakfast.. and to my horror.. coffee cost 100won.. that's abt 17cents.. anyone would be bewildered.. or i inquired.. apparently.. coffee would be served on the house.. meaning its free.. but the fact that they are served in disposable cups made the government imposed a fine on those who gave out free coffee.. well.. u see korea has a major waste disposal problem.. the country was generating too much waste and land was running out to store these waste items.. later on in the trip.. we would be able to witness a hill.. which i initially thought was a natural formation.. but it was a landfill site.. after years of disuse of cuz.. allowing nature to spring to life over it.. it is rather shocking though.. how much waste a region can produce.. either ways.. the picture above is a view of the harbour a stone's throw away from where we ate.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKJ_t9wqlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3BpI_2kvTJE/s1600-h/P1040011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKJ_t9wqlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3BpI_2kvTJE/s200/P1040011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008717463352814162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we proceeded to what it is called the mysterious road.. what was so mysterious about it? well.. the bus we were on would move by itself as it "moved" along it.. the bus driver took out the keys proving to us that the engine had been killed.. switched off.. here's the catch..some of you may think that before the engine was switched off, enough energy would have been generated to push the bus along.. well.. the street is UPHILL.. so even if it was so.. gravity would have gotten the better of it and dragged the bus down with it.. so what caused the bus to move? haha.. u guys can tell me the answer on the tagboard[which is like.. erm.. dead?] or by MSN[which i think most of you would prefer using].. *i wonder what kind of answers you people would conjure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKOWt9wqmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Uq8piIxZh3g/s1600-h/P1000958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKOWt9wqmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Uq8piIxZh3g/s200/P1000958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008722256536316514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. so it was off to the airport and goodbye to Jeju Island.. and hello Deagu! the airport there was apparently a military airport for the United States as well.. how i knew? cuz i saw the united states airforce logo on the planes.. but then again.. i saw several F-15s.. which is also used in South Korea Air Force.. ok.. OFF TOPIC..&lt;br /&gt;so either ways.. they dropped us off in the airfield as you can see in the photo.. it's the first time it happened to me.. espcially since Daegu Airport was an international airport as well.. did it matter? i was able to take this photo which is rare these days.. looking at the increased amounts of security measures which has been implemented since 911.. i was hesitant about taking the photo initially.. about the probabilty that we may be  confronted by police in the area.. but heck.. =X..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKQa99wqnI/AAAAAAAAALE/GEhG7tGN5_0/s1600-h/P1000965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKQa99wqnI/AAAAAAAAALE/GEhG7tGN5_0/s200/P1000965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008724528574016114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went off to a farm shortly after, why are we going to a farm in winter anyway? no idea really.. but it didn't really mattered.. o yes.. their scarecrows are really out of the ordinary.. an example would the one in the photo.. interesting ain't it? haha.. we also made Korean New Year cake.. which is like mua chee.. but made of mashed rice.. so we.. the tourists were asked to hold something like wooden sledgehammers and slam it down on the rice on the table.. so we did.. and it was one heck of a mess.. best part? we were asked to eat it after it was cut up and flossed with peanuts.. anyone would be horrified to actually consume the food.. but i did eventually.. and it actually tasted really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKS6N9wqoI/AAAAAAAAALM/gL8P9VOpwvg/s1600-h/P1040023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKS6N9wqoI/AAAAAAAAALM/gL8P9VOpwvg/s200/P1040023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008727264468183682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also BBQ sweet potatoes and gosh.. it tastes so nice..i really feel its kinda wasted to only use it as an ingridient in soup.. or at least thats whats happen to me.. hmm.. maybe i should have this in the next BBQ i attend or organise.. its gonna be so nice.. =P.. and then comes the most torturous part of the holiday trip.. nvm the fact that all 60 of us were squeezed into a cart tugged by a tractor used on a farm.. it was about -4C out there and when the tractor tolled us around the farm once.. which lasted about 15min... the wind howled at us.. u can imagine how cold it was.. it would placated if the view around the farm was nice.. but all i saw were plants with no leaves on it.. not a tinge of green.. yes.. it seemed rather desolated..&lt;br /&gt;that aside.. we went for SPA at the Daegu SPA valley.. its exactly what we see on TV when japanese people or anime characters go into hot pools of water.. well.. almost.. this one had both indoor and outdoor.. indoor having a range of variation.. mulberry,red pine, aromatic.. cold bath.. and yes.. every one was naked in there.. of cuz both males and females were seperated.. lol.. it felt really weird initially going into a public area naked.. and gosh.. i saw too many naked men in one day.. after the SPA.. i came out and placed my foot into a pond.. where small fishes gathered around my feet and started eating the dead skin on it.. it was really ticklish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKVit9wqpI/AAAAAAAAALU/UXbTZFJwZRw/s1600-h/P1000973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKVit9wqpI/AAAAAAAAALU/UXbTZFJwZRw/s200/P1000973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008730159276141202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKVi99wqqI/AAAAAAAAALc/wvL5-zHMGf4/s1600-h/P1000976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKVi99wqqI/AAAAAAAAALc/wvL5-zHMGf4/s200/P1000976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008730163571108514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u can see em right? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that was Day 3..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16851882-2670981133970499857?l=walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/feeds/2670981133970499857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16851882&amp;postID=2670981133970499857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2670981133970499857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16851882/posts/default/2670981133970499857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-the-barriers.blogspot.com/2006/12/korea-day-3.html' title='Korea Day 3'/><author><name>Kenneth Yau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328186923206394457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYKH399wqkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9LAFgbglc5o/s72-c/P1000948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16851882.post-7885966998123105998</id><published>2006-12-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:47:24.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Day2</title><content type='html'>Day2 Time[0830 GMT+9] Place[Lotte Hotel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE2RN9wqII/AAAAAAAAAFc/5c8otGzdlcg/s1600-h/P1030786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE2RN9wqII/AAAAAAAAAFc/5c8otGzdlcg/s200/P1030786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008343930047080578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alrights people.. here's day 2.. and the first thing i learnt that day was.. Women are lousy drivers.. or at least that was what the koreans thought.. i mean look at the picture on the left.. "parking for Women ONLY".. as if by the architect's sarcasm.. the parking space was comparatively bigger and unlike the other parking lots. there were lines drawn around it forming a box.. supposedly to guide the feminin driver into the lot. therefore achieving no disruptions to other drivers due to their "incorrigible" parking skills.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. enough said.. i'll simply jump straight into the day's highlights.&lt;br /&gt;we visited the Cheonjeyeon waterfalls bright and early.. to avoid the mad rush of tourists which would undoubtedly had left us pancakes and our experience there a horid one.. like most trips.. some areas can only be explained with the help of beautiful pictures.. taken by me of cuz.. =P..it is.. MY camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mN9wqJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ggKHLmgtYm8/s1600-h/P1000853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mN9wqJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ggKHLmgtYm8/s200/P1000853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008347589359216786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Korean Temple and Maple tree in background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5md9wqKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0G2jSy4sgSQ/s1600-h/P1030792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5md9wqKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0G2jSy4sgSQ/s200/P1030792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008347593654184098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stairway to Korean Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mt9wqLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dAw5UXvSboE/s1600-h/P1030794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mt9wqLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dAw5UXvSboE/s200/P1030794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008347597949151410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seonimgyo Bridge.. its really a rather long stretch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mt9wqMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GNqwZolkBWw/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5mt9wqMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GNqwZolkBWw/s200/P1000875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008347597949151426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the waterfalls with family..[bro,mum,dad,me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5m99wqNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rDlQlWKRgsM/s1600-h/P1000876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE5m99wqNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rDlQlWKRgsM/s200/P1000876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008347602244118738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what a beautiful reflection.. ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we proceeded to have lunch.. which was as the tourguide said.. BBQ Black Pig.. note that was what our local tour guide told us.. now compare with what we ate.. [the photo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE6yt9wqOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mp86dcyX5y4/s1600-h/P1000885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE6yt9wqOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mp86dcyX5y4/s200/P1000885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008348903619209442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's stir-frying right? wait.. that's not right.. it's just a hot-plate.. that's BBQ? ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on to scale a volcano.. also known as Songsan Sunrise Peak. i'm not really sure as to whether this was the volcano which formed Jeju.. but judging on its geometrical location.. i'm surmising that it is not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE98d9wqPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4KDLY2s5OUA/s1600-h/P1030856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE98d9wqPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4KDLY2s5OUA/s200/P1030856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008352369657817330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. so this is how the crater looks like from far.. ok.. around 300m away.. the climb up was underestimated by me.. initially i sprinted up the steps provided and made it half way-up but by then, fatigue took over.. well.. first.. i was wearing long-johns which is a skin hugging piece of garment, it restricts your movement a lot.. secondly.. i was wearing jeans[ok that was not an excuse].. thirdly.. o enough with the excuses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE98t9wqQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WnRtLFSpUjU/s1600-h/P1000897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE98t9wqQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WnRtLFSpUjU/s200/P1000897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008352373952784642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here the view at the base of the crater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qp4GYSaADsU/RYE_F99wqUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nJIYB-dmBZc/s1600-h/paranormal+at+peak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block
