<?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-20304570</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:55:01.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different People Living In Different Worlds..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-4481354019023292652</id><published>2010-01-06T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:58:21.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>As i'm typing this, i don't remember what my resolution for last year was about.&lt;br /&gt;All i know, is don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't regret.&lt;br /&gt;This year is another new year.&lt;br /&gt;Fight for the things you want.&lt;br /&gt;Aim for the goals you want to reach.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay if you fail, but it's not if you don't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolution&lt;br /&gt;1) First Class Honours&lt;br /&gt;2) Maintain physical fitness level&lt;br /&gt;3) Be stronger mental and emotionally&lt;br /&gt;4) Regain my musical talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4481354019023292652?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4481354019023292652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4481354019023292652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4481354019023292652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4481354019023292652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2350985128218745425</id><published>2009-12-31T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:38:45.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do or not to do~~~</title><content type='html'>If it is important enough to you, you will find a way. If it is not, you will find an excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2350985128218745425?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2350985128218745425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2350985128218745425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2350985128218745425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2350985128218745425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-do-or-not-to-do.html' title='To do or not to do~~~'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4213695586181035306</id><published>2009-12-14T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:00:16.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>"I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Angelou (via julie911) (via quote-book)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4213695586181035306?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4213695586181035306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4213695586181035306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4213695586181035306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4213695586181035306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/12/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1993425408188753100</id><published>2009-12-09T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:04:11.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptyness</title><content type='html'>After the exams, everything went super fast.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this year is super fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did alot of things. Stupid things. Things that i will be proud of. Things that will probably make me close my eyes and think wtf was i thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I went out. Be around people. Talk to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now come to think of it. All i felt was a sense of emptyness. It's like you did everything but you felt nothing. No joy, no pain, no sense of accomplishment. Just a feeling of emptyness in your heart. As if a there is black hole in my chest sucking all the emotions out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1993425408188753100?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1993425408188753100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1993425408188753100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1993425408188753100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1993425408188753100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/12/emptyness.html' title='Emptyness'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4221122248250342303</id><published>2009-12-01T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:57:18.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.S.T</title><content type='html'>In the big world, there is so many things to do, so many things we have yet to do and so many things that we have to do. In the process of doing this stuff be it like studying for your University Examinations and so on. You might start to lose focus on what you really want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, i was reading my past entries of my blog. The experience was a little exciting as the mentality that i had during that time and now is totally different. But most of which serves me as a reminder what i set out to do over the span over the years. I didn't really achieve anything excellant nor did anything exceptionally wrong. The problem is i didn't really do those things at all to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think that you were a little better then yesterday, the thought or the fact that nothing changed at all gives you this incredible wake up call that you are not doing anything to change yourself. What changed is that you have just gotten older, that's all. I've live my life walking through life aimlessly without a goal for so long i forgot what it is like to have a proper plan. It really confusing these days to really go ahead to do something and yet you know that you won't achieve anything when you do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say there is always light at the end of the tunnel. Unfortunately, it's still full of tunnels for me right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4221122248250342303?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4221122248250342303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4221122248250342303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4221122248250342303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4221122248250342303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost.html' title='L.O.S.T'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5688527657376345204</id><published>2009-11-28T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:43:15.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day =)</title><content type='html'>"Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5688527657376345204?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5688527657376345204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5688527657376345204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5688527657376345204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5688527657376345204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/11/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day =)'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1000505293720433281</id><published>2009-11-26T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:02:12.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence...</title><content type='html'>Confidence is a very important thing. It really can determine whether you can do something well or not. It's the factor that pull you through hard times and the one that let you breeze through easy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take myself for example, recently there was this module called HMK1 - Korean. It was really difficult of me to pick up an entirely new subject at this stage in time. It's like relearning english all over again. Except we do this in a extremely short duration of 12 weeks. All the vocabulary, gammer, sentence structure, verbs etc etc have to be memorised and be well verse in.&lt;br /&gt;I just remember i screw up an important part of the curriculum which is the persentation part. At that point of time, i had totally no confidence in korean at all. My whole mind was all about S/U the subject as soon as possible and i did it at that very night itself. However, as time goes by, i begin to start picking up korean very quickly. I won't say it was a breeze but i would say that it wasn't as difficult as i think it was. Then there comes the long awaited final examination for this module. As expected, it wasn't as hard as i thought it would be. I probably could have gotten a pretty decent grade if i didn't decide to S/U it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to one thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, humans are very weak. There are points in time whereby you won't have confidence in yourself. However, the lesson to take away is that you must not give up or fall into self-pity during those period of time. It is of upmost importance to get back your source of confidence again. We must not falter over a moment of set back. Who knows what is planned ahead for us in the future. Something good may awaits us if we just bare our teeth and walk straight into the future that await us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading a possible A for a life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1000505293720433281?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1000505293720433281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1000505293720433281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1000505293720433281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1000505293720433281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/11/confidence.html' title='Confidence...'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6521028118412561165</id><published>2009-11-24T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:39:36.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams is finishing!!!</title><content type='html'>3 down.. 3 to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have i been more happy in my life. All those nights of sleeping at 3am are going to end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more papers!!&lt;br /&gt;6 more days of studying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to joy!!&lt;br /&gt;All the best to everyone =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6521028118412561165?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6521028118412561165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6521028118412561165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6521028118412561165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6521028118412561165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/11/exams-is-finishing.html' title='Exams is finishing!!!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5199316062013706292</id><published>2009-11-23T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:38:22.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing Sucks!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;In the noon i took MAS110.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening i took MB103.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MB103 is very difficult!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5199316062013706292?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5199316062013706292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5199316062013706292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5199316062013706292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5199316062013706292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2009/11/marketing-sucks.html' title='Marketing Sucks!!!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6762395405587029274</id><published>2008-10-27T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:04:07.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cathay - The PictureHouse</title><content type='html'>I must say i've just seen an incredible movie. Or i might say that i have no idea what i've just seen. The things or feelings that this show is trying to convey.. I wonder if it really has brought it over to the audience. By judging the reaction i'm seeing on the faces of many after the movie, i feel that nobody understand anything about this movie at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presented by cathay - the picturehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOYKO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SQXNkfy7AeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NnGuO47XSA0/s1600-h/poster_tokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SQXNkfy7AeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NnGuO47XSA0/s320/poster_tokyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261837766546358754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps let me explain(in my way and in my own words, of course) what this whole film is talking about and maybe u can share whether you feel the same way as me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's first have some introduction from the cathay website itself.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cathay.com.sg/cp_nowshowing.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: TOKYO! &lt;br /&gt;Rating: M18&lt;br /&gt;Consumer Advice: Some Nudity&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Drama &lt;br /&gt;Language: Japanese with English subtitles &lt;br /&gt;Director: Michel Gondry, Joon-ho Bong, Leos Carax&lt;br /&gt;Runtime: 90mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cinematic triptych of three Tokyo-set stories. Three short visionary films, each freely inspired by Tokyo, and shot in the heart of the city. INTERIOR DESIGN - The surreal fable of a young couple who move to Tokyo in search of a future. MERDE - A mysterious man spreads panic on the streets of Tokyo through a succession of irrational and provocative acts... SHAKING TOKYO - The hero is Hikikomori. Like many others in Japan, he has withdrawn from all contact with the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with 'INTERIOR DESIGN'. This story talks about a tale of how a young couple who move to Tokyo in search of a future. The man's main profession is that of an artist who wishes to aspire others with his strange firm:) That being said, he still work part time at a nearby store as a gift wrapping personel. His girlfriend on the other hand has no talent appartently in gift wrapping and the story don't seem to put this person in good light. She is protraited like a leecher more then anything. After hearing some disturbing words from her best friend, she seems to dream about something and wake up finding a hole in her chest. From then on, she started to change slowly into a chair. The weird thing is the change is reversable. She then finds herself 'taken(as a chair)' and kept in a new apartment. There, she serves her purpose as a chair and often help the owner do random stuff like cleaning etc(without the knowledge of the owner of course). In the end of this short story she seem to be satisfied with this new kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it might mean:&lt;br /&gt;I think that this girlfriend is trying to prove to the world that she can be useful in her little own ways. The amount of money you earn does not prove how useful you are. She does not mind if she does not get recognise in her world. However, she hasn't decided on a future right at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERDE - A mysterious man spreads panic on the streets of Tokyo through a succession of irrational and provocative acts. This is the 2nd clip that was shown. It talks about this man with his weird way of thing and acting. In the end, he was imprisoned and hanged. Although it wasn't really clear if he dead in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it might mean:&lt;br /&gt;People always follow trends no matter if it make sense or not. If many trends originate from the same place it probably can evolve into an cult. Some people may start putting those trends together and worship them. I think it's trying to show humans are actually quite silly(?). Haha. I dunno but i enjoyed this the least out of the 3. Perhaps, i'm also trying to deny i'm silly:) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part is called SHAKING TOKYO. The main character is Hikikomori. A Hikikomori is one that likes to stay at home and avoids human contact at all cost. This story is a simple love story(?) that involves a pizza girl delivering pizza to this Hikikomori house. This contact may be the start of the Hikikomori yeaning to go see this pizza girl. The show also expresses his struggles and frustration in his attempt to find the girl. In the end, he found her and expresses what he was trying to say by pressing the 'button(painted)' of the girl's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it might mean:&lt;br /&gt;Humans often live in their own world organising it in incredible ways. Often, we are afraid of others and what they might bring to our organised lives. We might not be able to express our feeling properly at times and often stumple and left to fail. However, once you are able take the first step out. You might think about 'what the hell have i been doing all these years'. You might find out refreshing attributes about yourself and you can see clearly what others are doing that are similar to yourself. In the end, it's still a struggle to find out how to convey what you are feeling to another person. 'How hard is it to find someone that can understand you' is probably what's in my mind after i seen this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go, my overview and reflections. If you are also one of viewer of this movie, let me know what you think. Maybe, there are more insights to this film. Maybe, it's just something out of nothing. Or maybe, we have just wasted our time:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case picturehouse はおもしろいでしょう?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6762395405587029274?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6762395405587029274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6762395405587029274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6762395405587029274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6762395405587029274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/10/cathay-picturehouse.html' title='Cathay - The PictureHouse'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SQXNkfy7AeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NnGuO47XSA0/s72-c/poster_tokyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-7831816071426316381</id><published>2008-09-29T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:24:04.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is having free time a privilege?</title><content type='html'>Have anyone of you been a position whereby your mind just started to wander off somewhere? With a phone that refuses to ring, your eyes then slowly start to look at clock counting the seconds that crawl by. After a while you glance at the light over at the window and slowly stare blankly at the bright blue sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment of time, have anyone of you thought to yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell am i doing.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of emptyness is somewhat an interesting feeling for a society that claims to have no time for oneself or for another. Somehow, at that moment of time, you have no idea what to do, what to contribute nor what can be done. I don't even know what to write from here on. Could it be the weather? Could it be the timing? Could it be that there is really nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, it certainly sucks to have this feeling of doing nothing and unable to contribute to this society that needs every bit of help that it can get. I guess this can be called 'misallocation of resources' in under the limitation of the martket in economics. It is whereby people don't know what jobs are available out there while on the other hand another set of people don't know what kind of people are there to fill in the jobs they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, this world still has a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まだまだ。。このせかいはいま not ready です。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7831816071426316381?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7831816071426316381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7831816071426316381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7831816071426316381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7831816071426316381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-having-free-time-privilege.html' title='Is having free time a privilege?'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2898426994302321750</id><published>2008-09-09T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:40:12.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who can ever comprehend the meaning of vast??</title><content type='html'>Deja VU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i remembered something that i've been pondering over many years. All it took was just a sentence(from my friend:) ) to send me to my own world again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted..&lt;br /&gt;'Wah, that building look very near. Let's walk towards it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, we walked and walked. Walked and walked. Walked and walked. However, the building still remained the same size no matter how far we walked! In all of our minds, i bet we were thinking about the same thing. We are going to reach that building soon. Nevertheless, i remembered it took another 2 hours to reach the destination. Tired as we were, but it was still worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this, i'm trying to say that sometimes the closer we think we are to the destination, the fact is we still have a long way to go. Many times in life when we think we are the best, someone stronger appears out of nowhere and take over you. At that point you just have to become stronger right? :)&lt;br /&gt;But have anyone ever did use this realisation upon oneself? Sometimes, we think we had already put in all the effort in the world into doing something. However, is all the effort really is &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; the effort? Shouldn't there be something else that can be done? Does everything have a limit to itself? Does 100% really exist or it is just something humans made up to console themselves? In that case, why don't people break that limit and show the world a whole new dimension of doing something?&lt;br /&gt;Being human myself, i am also guilty of not putting in all the effort into doing a random task. In the heat of things, we may feel that we have already done all that is needed. But once the heat is off, we suddenly realise that there is more to be done. By then it would have been too late. Is that why humans regret their actions all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could toss aside the limits that we have impose on our wings. Probably then we can truely fly and acheive new heights. Will that be the &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt; that people are seeking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that still can be done in this lifetime of ours. There seems to be no boundaries nor limits. If so, can vast ever be truely comprehended?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2898426994302321750?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2898426994302321750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2898426994302321750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2898426994302321750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2898426994302321750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-can-ever-comprehend-meaning-of-vast.html' title='Who can ever comprehend the meaning of vast??'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6156039126025061858</id><published>2008-08-24T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:44:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon or Marapond?</title><content type='html'>Oh my god! I can tell you running a 21km marathon for the army half marathon this year was basically much of a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the weather brought about an interesting change in the terrain we had to ran on. It practically killed every single of one our shoes. Ever shoe was noticeably brown after the run. Even though the terrain is is pretty interesting compared to those before, it wasn't easy to run through a terrain that reduces the friction our shoes had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be done about the weather though as only our god can decide what's installed for us on that day. However, a HUGE TURN OFF actually comes from the human factor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I'm talking about SINGAPORE UNIQUE CULTURE which is to be inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many turn offs coming from our home grown Singaporean. However, i will only mention one to avoid much embarrassment(yes! I'm a Singaporean myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself one question. Why would people pay money to take part in a marathon like this? To be fit? To lead a healthy lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are not demonstrated in the race itself. It's more like a race to drink water/100plus. I can understand that one can be thirsty after running long distances. However, is there a NEED to STOP together and block the route where everyone is running? It's as if a blockage is created so suddenly that people behind had to stop abruptly to prevent themselves from knocking into the ones running in front. Another point to add is that there isn't a need to take more then 1 cup to drink is there? Halo, we are running a marathon there not some run drink run session. Each stop that we take can actually kill our tempo to run. I believe that staying in tempo for long distance running is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all fellow Singaporeans, please take into consideration of the other runners participating in the marathon as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6156039126025061858?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6156039126025061858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6156039126025061858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6156039126025061858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6156039126025061858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/08/marathon-or-marapond.html' title='Marathon or Marapond?'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4870196676250491054</id><published>2008-08-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:34:55.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body..</title><content type='html'>Anyway, i was surfing the next when i saw, or rather, read, something very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This’s a story about four people: Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody. &lt;br /&gt;There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. &lt;br /&gt;Anybody could have done it but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody’s job. &lt;br /&gt;Everybody thought Anybody could do it but Nobody realised that Everybody wouldn’t do it. &lt;br /&gt;It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Everybody will learn from this story..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4870196676250491054?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4870196676250491054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4870196676250491054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4870196676250491054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4870196676250491054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/08/body.html' title='Body..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5628618343267391887</id><published>2008-08-02T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:24:45.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do u know, the world can be made up with pieces of shit also..</title><content type='html'>Morale has been an issue these few days. They just keep leaving you until you are totally drained of it. Oh my god, i'm like thinking how can morale go so down so damn low just after a few hours. Damn it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say somethings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to make mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a man and admit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't argue and justify yourself because you can never justify something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright to be f*** up yourself. Just don't bring everyone around you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be childish and try to take revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't backstab people when you are also part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, please reflect this seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5628618343267391887?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5628618343267391887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5628618343267391887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5628618343267391887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5628618343267391887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-u-know-world-can-be-made-up.html' title='What do u know, the world can be made up with pieces of shit also..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2152807841798510879</id><published>2008-07-25T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:00:25.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250708</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, things seems to have come to a standstill. It's as if everything around me is moving ahead and leaving me behind. Gosh, the difference of 1 year make a damn big difference. Anyway, this is random so don't go thinking too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I begin to start thinking again. The world is really a lonely place. Everyday, people just get out of bed and start working their way through their day without taking a good look at things that are happening around them. Even at workplaces or school, friends are just a superfical lot. To avoid being lonely people stick to friends but after finding another friend they start to leave the first friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot never imagine how much some people out there cared enough to try retain those bonds. Nevertheless, those attempts are unable to reach out to those intended and they just get on with their life. Unfortunately, this is a vicous cycle and it'll keep repeating itself until the day you get married. That's when your social life starts to evaporate. When that day comes, i wonder will those people start to regret what they have done when they are younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just at this moment, there is something screaming at the back of my head that goes something like 'Aren't you guys friends? Then why is that you don't want to help him? People can't do great things when they are alone. That's is why people sticks to people. It's okay to get beaten up along the way. Just never leave your friend in need behind.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for all the crap happening in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2152807841798510879?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2152807841798510879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2152807841798510879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2152807841798510879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2152807841798510879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/07/250708.html' title='250708'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3038099694174662238</id><published>2008-07-11T15:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:47:03.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo!!</title><content type='html'>Haha.. I've finally attain a stage whereby people will not come here to read anymore. (Except weslie.. i'm still trying to not update so u won't come.. haha). Anyway, here the quote for the day... Let's make it the month instead. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like eating bread. You will never know what flavour it is until you tasted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I'm like finally having a sunny day at home all to myself. It's like ORD is coming soon, but it's not. Haiz. Anyway, this sneak preview is pretty enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I guess what i MAY have learn in the airforce is to really appreciate things around me. Like the ant crawling on my hand and the baby crying downstairs but definitly not the mosquito i've been trying to kill for 2 weeks. Anyway, life is not like this anymore. I'm guessing things will be complicated soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunions and meeting should be based on a regular basic. That's what i feel. Anyway, if u are too busy then it's too bad. People aren't going to make you a choice when you are only make others an option. In any case, it is always fun to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SHcNlUhb5oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MFY1QxuJklQ/s1600-h/080708+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SHcNlUhb5oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MFY1QxuJklQ/s320/080708+-+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221657227774649986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 1 year but it seems no one have really changed. Haha. Anyway, must really give credit to Jo'an who is the main reason why everyone turned up. Happy Birthday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a new S-drama is coming up late this month. Please be sure to catch it. With all due respect, i present to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanazakari No kimitachi e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SHcOzmsGjaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dG9QnNzS8HM/s1600-h/RFC+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SHcOzmsGjaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dG9QnNzS8HM/s320/RFC+-+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221658572681022882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Teh Han as Tan Teh Han&lt;br /&gt;Champ Tan as Champ Tan&lt;br /&gt;ChengKok as Chengkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3038099694174662238?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3038099694174662238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3038099694174662238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3038099694174662238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3038099694174662238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoo.html' title='Whoo!!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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://bp1.blogger.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/SHcNlUhb5oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MFY1QxuJklQ/s72-c/080708+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-6497806048450027542</id><published>2008-07-03T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:33:43.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being left behind..</title><content type='html'>When one grows older and ages along together with the world. Many things will change. Changes brings about growth and evolution. However, man may lose things that are important to them along the way. All this is for the need for evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though evolution is important or should i say vital for the survival for the human race, man will pay the price of such evolution. We called this opportunity cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man evolve but not as a collective way. Some humans adapt quicker then the others. Friends starts to have differences and those that are unable to adapt as quicky as the rest will get left behind. The feelings of those being left behind is really torturious. The inability to keep up to others brings about pain that can strike through the depths man's heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an typical example of the feeling of being left behind. Another more common example about being left behind has alot to do with the society we are living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave it to a later time to explain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6497806048450027542?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6497806048450027542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6497806048450027542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6497806048450027542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6497806048450027542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-left-behind.html' title='Being left behind..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7571731705966382239</id><published>2008-05-01T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:55:07.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I guess the one thing that i really want to do now is to stop time. And yet moving forward at the same time. Must time and moving forward always be directly proportional to each other. I hope not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Time is like a river. You cannot touch the water in the river twice because the flow that has passed will never flow back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace your time.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7571731705966382239?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7571731705966382239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7571731705966382239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7571731705966382239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7571731705966382239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1111024391130390932</id><published>2008-03-31T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:50:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to gundam 00</title><content type='html'>Marina Ismail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this.. then i'm no longer in this world. The entitly that eradicated war, taught myself, who only knew how to fight, the true meaning of fighting. Like Gundam did that time. I wanted to know why the world was so warped and where did this warping come from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have an inherent evil within their subconscious?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they  ry to recongise that evil?&lt;br /&gt;Why are there those who drive themselves mad?&lt;br /&gt;Why people control and are controled?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people hurt one another?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't people... try to live their lives to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sought the answer. I thought that if i met you, you will be able to answer it all. Having traveled the same road, yet desiring something different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to the road of understanding one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue seeking the answer.. along with my gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setsuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that we get to learn stuff from places where you think entertainment lies? Seek stuff that everywhere, you will never know where you will learn something useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1111024391130390932?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1111024391130390932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1111024391130390932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1111024391130390932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1111024391130390932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/03/tribute-to-gundam-00.html' title='A tribute to gundam 00'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3742480737906097680</id><published>2008-03-16T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:30:49.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a dance</title><content type='html'>If life was a plant, would you be a tree branch or a flower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These phrase was lost in my memories for ages before it decided to pop up in my brain after collecting years of dust. Well, i used to think about this question for a long time because of some stuff. Nevertheless, such questions are about your personality and somehow i always fits in the centre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will start by saying, 'of course flower la, be branch for what?' Yeh, i don't deny the fact that flower is more beautiful, elgant and more representable then a tree branch. However, people often forget that the life span of the flower is very short. I would give it a maximum of 10 days for the flower to witter. That being beside the point, the question is would you want to be a flower when it is short lived? Some people cannot accept that when a person dies, the memory of the particular person will start to fade with time. Thus, they do drastic measures to people close to them so that they can remember them forever. Such measures includes physical contact like beatings, cuts and oftenly sex. Other more sciencetifically unproven measures include haunting or possession. Therefore, by inflicting such degree of pain and anguish to the victim, they will be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, being a branch implies stability and long lasting. Seasons can be used to illustrate this property of the branch. It can withstand harsh and bitter cold in the winter and at the same time resist the strong and intense heat of the summer. Despite it's stability, it is considered a 'boring' object which many people tends to forget. For example, when you take a look at a tree, would you notice a tree branch or a flower on that particular tree. The answer is obvious. It's the flower! The impression given of the branch is that of common or not special. Thus, it does not forge a memory in people's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In human context, a tree branch may be illustrated by a typical worker in a company. He goes to work from 8 to 5. Afterwhich he returns home to his family. This person leads a a simple life and do not have much glory or attention given to him. He can be describled to be of middle-class income group. This process continues until he is unable to work. On the other hand, a human representation of a flower can be that of a star or a sports related star. This person earns big bucks and is very  popular. Pele can be used to illustrate a flower. A football legend that creates mircales on the field that dazzle the eyes of many fans. He earns big money and is recognised throughout the world. However, at the age of 32+, age is catching up on him and he is unable to perform stunts as his physical limit is reached. Thus, he is slowly forgotten by the world. Soon, only records can be found about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so, which of it would you want to be? A tree branch that is stable or a flower that is ever so bright but dies off fast. For me, both decision are fine. The choice is up to you. That is because life's to short to be someone else. So live you own life be it a flower or a branch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3742480737906097680?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3742480737906097680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3742480737906097680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3742480737906097680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3742480737906097680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-like-dance.html' title='Life is like a dance'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1804184447874252830</id><published>2008-02-15T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:47:08.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why there is so many people asking why isn't there a link in the sentence above? Personally, i do not feel that there is a grammatical error or some form of structure problem. I don't really know what and where you people don't understand. Therfore, i might as well elaborate on this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defination of love(from dictionary.com) states that love is a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Even though many people have tried to define or explain love in the clearest form, it just became more complicated. Or rather, the more we know about love, the less we know about it. Love can not be restricted by the usuage of words. It emprises the human emotions. Emotions by itself cannot be measure or justified by any modern theories of science. Even the study of understanding human, psychology can barely scratch the surface of the human thoughts. To sum everything up, love is uncomprehenable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love can be sparked off in any situation, time or space. For example, the caring of a child from a parent, the showing of concern from one person to another or the feeling of just wanting to protect another heart or soul. The most outstanding example is guy meets girl, girl meets guy and they fall in love. Centuries have passed along with the flow of love into this modern civilisation. In these years, men have tried to put together the pieces of the jagsaw concerning love. It concludes with 2 significant points namely appearance and charactor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A popular quote 'women are from venus and men are from mars' adds on to the understanding of humans. From this quote, one can infer that men and women desire different things. Men's desire is commonly(almost misconceptionally) appearance while women's desire are that of charactor. They based their partners of what they want to see in them. Without much elaboration, appearance can please the physical senses while charactor can please emotional senses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the above, can we safely say that love is quite scientific? There is a standard structure or a formula of falling in love? The answer is no. There a many exceptional cases whereby appearance is not important. For example, partners that have survived fires or accidents that damages their immediated areas of eye contact or child with serious illness right at their initiate state of life or a grandparent about to die. Even with such situation, love is still present. Long life partners will still stay together, the parent will still love the child as much, the children will still love the grandparent as much. This means that love is just about showing concern to those that you care about. In other words, there is no form that love takes. It's just represented by concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if love is really blind, why do men still seek the pleasure from the physical senses? Women are as guilty as men. A recent survey shows that almost 90% of the women surveyed want their husband to be presentable. Thus isn't it about time to think about love in a another approach and ask ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If lingerie is so popular, can love be blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1804184447874252830?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1804184447874252830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1804184447874252830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1804184447874252830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1804184447874252830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine Day'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1488930872376913207</id><published>2007-12-31T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:26:12.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of nobody..</title><content type='html'>Flowers bloom as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;People die as time flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring about beautiful stuff and yet can destroy precious memories along with it. However, the worse made possible by humans are those who simply forget those things that happen as time go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those memories simply fade and become... memories of no one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since such memories may fade, i guess it would be better to remember it for a little while. While it lasts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! I was a teacher before. Gosh. I nearly forgotten. Haha. Nowadays the students very chao lao. The faces all look so old. I always mistaken for them to be around my age or older. Then again, teaching in a big group isn't easy. I guess there will be some bastards hanging around some coner. Lucky I'm more of a PE teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090407 ENLISTMENT!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was a brillant experience. I got into MOHAWK company. It can be said that it is one of the most xiong company in the whole BMTC. Haha. I'm gald i came from there. Got pride sia. People will look up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kRVqbaXrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vBtXPx82ed8/s1600-h/BMT+-+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kRVqbaXrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vBtXPx82ed8/s320/BMT+-+06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150166712739061426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u reach tekong it looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kRWKbaXsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/c1sNJ_WOyuU/s1600-h/BMT+-+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kRWKbaXsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/c1sNJ_WOyuU/s320/BMT+-+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150166721328996034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL NO RANK!! JUST BECAME PRIVATES!! BROTHERSHIP FORGED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is the alumni concert. I remember sheryl forgot to photocopy my score. Haha. The concert was left with a bitter taste. We still owe Changy money. Sianzzzz. The venue was at sebestian school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kSTKbaXtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XFTYBphbSOY/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kSTKbaXtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XFTYBphbSOY/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150167769301016274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If minus the someone, it will become at least 30% of the clarinet population&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kSTqbaXuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m_Hvpcmcygg/s1600-h/opawo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kSTqbaXuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m_Hvpcmcygg/s320/opawo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150167777890950882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the not very united OPAW.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sorts of bring the alumni to a stop. Could we call that concert to be a success then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich i was offically posted to the AIRFORCE. Sa Ki one. Everyone thinks that airforce the job only got pilot. So actually i'm quite proud to say my job is to shoot those pilots down. LITERALLY! I have been doing real time operations and deployment ever since. Unfortunatly, the training course wasn't really a smooth sailing one. I guess bad luck is still at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVvqbaXwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U_8PnLULh-8/s1600-h/ADG+Marathon+26-08-07+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVvqbaXwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U_8PnLULh-8/s320/ADG+Marathon+26-08-07+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150171557462171394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVwqbaXxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/C7ctR0BNdwE/s1600-h/Delta+Flight+Outing+11-08-07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVwqbaXxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/C7ctR0BNdwE/s320/Delta+Flight+Outing+11-08-07+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150171574642040594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVuabaXvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RFQxdIzqhwU/s1600-h/38IHAWKCoursePart2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kVuabaXvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RFQxdIzqhwU/s320/38IHAWKCoursePart2212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150171535987334898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass out!! OFFICALLY AIRMEN!! Defend the skies 24/7!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, the more then many outings with the siaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kW1abaXyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/x-QHVDJh4V8/s1600-h/08082006+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kW1abaXyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/x-QHVDJh4V8/s320/08082006+-+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150172755758047010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, let's see what 2008 lies for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. i guess we will have to find out for our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1488930872376913207?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1488930872376913207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1488930872376913207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1488930872376913207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1488930872376913207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/12/memories-of-nobody.html' title='memories of nobody..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R3kRVqbaXrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vBtXPx82ed8/s72-c/BMT+-+06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-9222895104108381032</id><published>2007-12-03T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:34:30.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought you are facing shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R1Nc2EMo4FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/91iVQH6kPQI/s1600-R/job.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R1Nc2EMo4FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/C_Z_uILqCB4/s400/job.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139553683669311570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just by reading this you are more fortunate then 80% of the world's population. Therefore, do not think life is unfair to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-9222895104108381032?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/9222895104108381032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=9222895104108381032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/9222895104108381032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/9222895104108381032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-when-you-thought-you-are-facing.html' title='Just when you thought you are facing shit'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R1Nc2EMo4FI/AAAAAAAAAFE/C_Z_uILqCB4/s72-c/job.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-3252714103563429906</id><published>2007-11-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:03:16.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where to go? where to seek? where to look?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R0kB8QKkmvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oF5XWFLKS9g/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R0kB8QKkmvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oF5XWFLKS9g/s400/happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136638984635849458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things are just right in fornt of your own eyes. You just have to got to believe what you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3252714103563429906?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3252714103563429906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3252714103563429906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3252714103563429906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3252714103563429906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-to-go-where-to-seek-where-to-look.html' title='where to go? where to seek? where to look?'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/R0kB8QKkmvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oF5XWFLKS9g/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-1101079377825546398</id><published>2007-11-12T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:03:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to think again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RzhAzlpYs8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZdUU-ovy6as/s1600-h/quote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RzhAzlpYs8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZdUU-ovy6as/s400/quote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131923030411883458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure u cry for the right people from now on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1101079377825546398?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1101079377825546398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1101079377825546398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1101079377825546398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1101079377825546398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-to-think-again.html' title='Time to think again..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RzhAzlpYs8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZdUU-ovy6as/s72-c/quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-5759097692173039558</id><published>2007-10-28T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:32:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solutions</title><content type='html'>People always think about problems then ask questions about them. They always try to seek out the answers to those problems. However, when they are unable to do so, they will just ignored it and get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is why do people want answers to questions? If there is no answers, then there is nothing? I don't know whether this is me but i believe there is something more than the more direct version of answering question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes questions are more powerful then answers. One good example is that people do not learn much from answers but certainly do from questions. Yes, it is true that it may become an irritating phenominem sometimes. But the fact remains that sometimes people don't need answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such cases, they should probably want are more questions to their questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that questions must never be underestimated nor should answers be overated. Questions may sometimes be the answers while answers may lead to questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5759097692173039558?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5759097692173039558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5759097692173039558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5759097692173039558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5759097692173039558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/10/solutions.html' title='Solutions'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3925870476379356994</id><published>2007-10-13T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:16:01.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way we live..</title><content type='html'>Haven you wonder before? What is life? Even thought it has become a simple and common question to many of us, most of the time we aren't satisfied with the answers we get and have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on another level, isn't life death itself? One has to kill and destroy in order to live. In many cases, one has to kill those whom which they are sharing their blood with. This is evident in the modern civilization that it has now beomce a pandora to us. I don't think that as the society is able to eradicate the instinct that has been forged in the very essence of our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it comes to humans themselves who are causing the problems for ... themselves. Now all this talk about human are once born good may seem to be really far-fetched. I rather think of it that humans are born evil trying to be good. Well, one concrete evidence is that we always have this hypocrital soul in us encouraging us to do some form of evil. Another is that the ratio of good people and bastards  1:5. It seems that bastards seems to be around ALL the time. Maybe when civilzation realise that they are going downfall then may them realise this and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or isn't it better not no differentiate evil and good? Both are rather like a double-sided sword. Evil hurts our soul but gain whatever you want. Good purifies our soul but lose many things. One day when evil and good are as one may there be peace. It's a guess but it's still a hope for a better future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3925870476379356994?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3925870476379356994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3925870476379356994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3925870476379356994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3925870476379356994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/10/way-we-live.html' title='The way we live..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1899159981038757170</id><published>2007-09-28T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:30:39.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to an old friend..</title><content type='html'>Friends have always walked by us through our lives imprinting fond and (not so fond..haha) memories into our lives. Friends may take different forms. Some of you may find this weird as of how they can be of forms. The one i'm going to RE-introduce is certainly going to invoke many memories. This one has made us laugh, discuss, joke and even cry about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzQBM8a8bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yumsxV8l_mQ/s1600-h/InuYashaHeader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzQBM8a8bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yumsxV8l_mQ/s320/InuYashaHeader.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115191995859136946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember vividly, the series begin during my secondary school days. 2004 was the year if i'm not wrong. This is one of the first anime shown on arts central from the timeslot of 10.30 to 11.30. The story is one of romance, action, surpirses and comedy. It is very light-hearted with a masterfully presented dark side. It uses the basic principle of time travel to let the female lead Kagome meet male lead Inuyasha at the tree of time. It can be forseen that this is one story of which love will transend time and destiny. How the story ends is a little disappointing but that's not the main point.. haha. However, this is no simple love story. Kagome is an average schooler living in the future while Inuyasha is an half demon living in the Warring Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lets hear it from offical websites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story begins one fateful day when Kagome Higurashi is celebrating her fifteenth birthday. She celebrates with her family, and then goes to check on her little brother who is playing around the old well on the temple grounds where they live. Sota, Kagome's little brother is afraid that Buyo the family cat has fallen down the well. Kagome bravely ventures inside the darkened shed where the well has been for centuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly arms emerge from the dark well and Kagome is dragged down into it. She finds herself face to face with a giant centipede woman who keeps mentioning a jewel. Kagome shoves her away causing her one of her arms to tear off in the process, much to Kagome's bewilderment. When she exits the well she finds that she is standing in a forest. Soon she notices a strange boy pinned to a tree with an arrow through his chest. Eventually Kagome makes her way to a nearby village where she meets an old woman named Kaede. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the village, including Kaede is shocked by how much Kagome resembles her deceased sister Kikyo. Kagome discovers that she has travelled through time to feudal Japan and that the boy she saw pinned to the tree is Inu-Yasha, a half demon that was once in love with Kikyo, but Inu-Yasha betrayed her, and tried to steal the Shikon Jewel, a mystical jewel that grants demons immense powers. Inu-Yasha had killed Kikyo and the Shikon Jewel was cremated with her body. Eventually Mistress Centipede comes looking for Kagome again and manages to seperate her from the rest of the villagers who are trying to protect her. Mistress Centipede tears at Kagome's side and amazingly the Shikon Jewel pops out. Mistress Centipede swallows the Jewel and begins to transform. Kagome's only choice is to free Inu-Yasha in hopes he will save her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inu-Yasha makes quick work of killing Mistress Centipede and retrieving the jewel for himself. Kaede and Kagome manage to stop him with a necklace that forces him to the ground when Kagome yells "Sit!" though. Soon other demons arrive trying to claim the jewel and in the process it is shattered with pieces spreading across Japan. As Inu-Yasha and Kagome travel in seach of the jewels they meet Shippo, an orphened kitsune, Miroku, a lecherous monk with a curse on his hand, and Sango, a demon exterminator who's family was murdered. Soon they find that Kikyo has been brought back to life and then, ultimately, it is discovered that Inu-Yasha and she were lovers who were tricked into believing they each betrayed one another by Naraku, a creature who is responsible for Miroku's curse, Sango's family's death, and Inu-Yasha's loss of Kikyo. Now it's a race to see who can collect the shards first and use the reunited Shikon Jewel for the ultimate good or the darkest evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the series, it also begin to offer movies which are equally good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affections touching across time&lt;br /&gt;Castle Beyond the Looking Glass&lt;br /&gt;Swords of an Honerable Ruler&lt;br /&gt;Fire on Hourai Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 of which are titles of the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who could ever forget the songs and OST from the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the world by V6&lt;br /&gt;I am by Hitomi&lt;br /&gt;Fukai Mori by Do As Infinity&lt;br /&gt;My will by Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which are soothing and transends you beyond time in the fluid notes and emotion which leaves you imagining another life out there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course who could forget Sesshoumaru, Shippo, Miroku, Kikyo, Sango, Kaede and Kirara in their adventure to protect the world from evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXaM8a8cI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gs6tZe6aCjk/s1600-h/inuyasha%2520-%252003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXaM8a8cI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gs6tZe6aCjk/s320/inuyasha%2520-%252003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115200121937260994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXac8a8dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qtxGzTblCME/s1600-h/Inuyasha+-+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXac8a8dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qtxGzTblCME/s320/Inuyasha+-+05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115200126232228306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXac8a8eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7o-urTJX_yk/s1600-h/Inuyasha+-+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXac8a8eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7o-urTJX_yk/s320/Inuyasha+-+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115200126232228322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And almost everyone's favourite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXas8a8fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yVLqKVjJSvY/s1600-h/MSN+-+02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzXas8a8fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yVLqKVjJSvY/s320/MSN+-+02.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115200130527195634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1899159981038757170?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1899159981038757170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1899159981038757170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1899159981038757170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1899159981038757170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/tribute-to-old-friend.html' title='A tribute to an old friend..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RvzQBM8a8bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yumsxV8l_mQ/s72-c/InuYashaHeader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-8126953803929017185</id><published>2007-09-23T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:15:03.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>I was just watching this show about swapping life with another when it invoke a spark in me. What is it about people that are not satisfied with their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i felt that life would be interesting to be a magician. Not to the real life context but of ancient life context. Eg to learn how to create fire or any other elemental attirbutes with basic understanding of nature. Afterwhich, leaving hometown to see what the world lies ahead for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you think in a different sense what will the 'magician' think? I think they might be envious of us. To study, to start a carrer and start a family. They on the other hand have to face the wrath of nature, the bitterness of leaving home and wondering of the world by themselves. It is certain that the thrill and adventure is a good payoff. However, what is the opportunity cost involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we are all trapped in our own little worlds. Putting yourself in other person shoes is just an expression. Maybe as humans we cannot (or put it in another sense) unable to understand what has been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there ever a word such as 'enough' to begin with? Or humans just created the word just so that can use 'enough' for the bad happenings and kindly ignore it when it comes to good occurrences. Simalarly, in an economics concept, ceteris paribus is virtually of no existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when the world is ready to face itself with the word 'enough'. I just hope people would just sit down and think. Think of those that need not be thought off. Perhaps afterwhich we can gain more insights on what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this certainly makes up for the lack of updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8126953803929017185?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8126953803929017185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8126953803929017185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8126953803929017185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8126953803929017185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-971501571683717313</id><published>2007-09-23T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:13:50.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to share(btw this is NOT written by me)</title><content type='html'>There must be some truth in the notion that thin, beautiful people are more highly regarded in today's society because both women and men alike are scrambling to the nearest gym and slimming centre to create beautiful, lean bodies for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be hard to be happy when you're constantly comparing yourself to the impossibly thin models you see on TV and in glossy magazines and you realise that you don't look good enough, or aren't thin enough, or aren't tall enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must also be hard to be happy when you discover that your peers are geting better grades than you, or driving nicer cars, or travelling further and more exotic places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just hard to be genuinely happy in a world where having enough is just not enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to have more. You have to have the best. You have to have more of the best of everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there will always be little injustices that we will have to deal with. There will always be someone out there more intelligent than us, more beautiful than us, or wealthier than us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact of life, and unless we can accept that we will never be able to have-it-all, we will never be genuinely happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness isn't about having everything. It's about wanting nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to be happy just being myself, and never having to wish for things that I can't change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be thin or classically beautiful, but that shouldn't mean I have to obsess about my weight, or how I look, or whether I own the best clothes or have the best fashion sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If simple and accessory-less is what I am and how I dress, then that's me. I don't want to have to constantly struggle to accpet the looks I cannot change, or to worry senselessly about whether I'm "thin" enough to be considered beautiful by society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Tracy Turnbald in the movie Hairspray could put her self-doubt aside and passionately dance up a storm even though others labeled her unattractive and fat, then why can't I do the same? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i just live my life with a passion, not caring about what others think of me and my strange ambition of wanting to be a cookie-baking kindergarden school principal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of little injustices that we have to learn to accept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, someday, I'd like to live in a world void of little injustices and void of my wants - ... and where people are genuinely happy being themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, someday I'd like to live in a world like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see what it's like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i think about this is that it's inevitable for one to feel less secure about their looks and how people judge them. all those 'i don't really care what people think about me', o really? hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why it's inevitable? well, look at d world around us! d first impression is by appearance, d first thing people see is how u look. people stereotype even before talking to u! face it. having d better looking people whom we probably think are flawless on d many media available.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't be bothered by our own looks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talking bout that just reminds me of how friends can hurt u. sometimes, a friend can just tell u that u have flabby arms? ur tummy is showing? or u've put on weight? or whatever that brings out d msg that 'YOU ARE FAT.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't always say d consequence of these messages are negative or even say d friend is mean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends tell d truth. BUT, on d receiving end, it sucks totally doesn't it? it can either get u even more obsessed about ur weight, or it can get u motivated enough to start exercising! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it's depressing to have people telling u "u've gained weight!" &lt;br /&gt;hahah, on d contrary, who wouldn't LOVE to hear "hey! u've lost weight!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this issue, i guess it's all about effective communication. how u bring out d msg and how d msg is being received.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-971501571683717313?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/971501571683717313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=971501571683717313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/971501571683717313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/971501571683717313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-to-sharebtw-this-is-not.html' title='Something to share(btw this is NOT written by me)'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7592377933519069234</id><published>2007-09-23T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T12:26:23.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies~~~</title><content type='html'>Guess what? It's september already. I mean the END of september. Even though it's still 'early' in the year, it is as though the year is ending already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. What have i done? What mistake have i made? Hmm. I even wonder what is my new year resolution. Haha. I guess i will go look up for it when i remember where i put it. I guess it is not fun if you do not learn anything or done anything significant for you to remember in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i will put in more effort! Maybe you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to all September Babies.. In advance or belated.. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7592377933519069234?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7592377933519069234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7592377933519069234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7592377933519069234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7592377933519069234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies~~~'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4647886738744463570</id><published>2007-09-16T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:13:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SALES!!</title><content type='html'>Item no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP version 3.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Ruzyg1VRIHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3oJ06r3rWQk/s1600-h/Psp1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Ruzyg1VRIHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3oJ06r3rWQk/s320/Psp1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110726323044687986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;Includes Console, Battery and Charger&lt;br /&gt;1st Hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price around $250&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4647886738744463570?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4647886738744463570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4647886738744463570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4647886738744463570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4647886738744463570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/sales.html' title='SALES!!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Ruzyg1VRIHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3oJ06r3rWQk/s72-c/Psp1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-215583771400557712</id><published>2007-09-15T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:36:49.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken edges of a song..</title><content type='html'>Broken, pale wings&lt;br /&gt;You are just a little tired of the overly blue sky&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to keep smiling for someone esle&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to smile for yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-215583771400557712?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/215583771400557712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=215583771400557712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/215583771400557712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/215583771400557712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/09/broken-edges-of-song.html' title='broken edges of a song..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2208394998781055459</id><published>2007-08-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:34:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Things..</title><content type='html'>Was there a period of time when u REALLY REALLY wanted to do something but didn't do in the end? At the particular point of time, u must be feeling something like 'wah lao eh.. sian man.. if only got time to do'. U seriously regret that u never do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will u be saying or even thinking of the same thing again? Sure, preferences changes after time. Then again, it was a pain in the ass not doing it. When u look back again once more, would u like to do the particular thing again or just be glad that nothing happen at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. like whatever.... haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2208394998781055459?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2208394998781055459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2208394998781055459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2208394998781055459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2208394998781055459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/08/doing-things.html' title='Doing Things..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6279962341821042689</id><published>2007-08-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:26:13.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To fill up the empty spaces...</title><content type='html'>U do not have to be afraid of ghosts when the more frightening ones are humans themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story from the movie - Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about pictures is that they never change, even though the people in them do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story from - Life (what do u expect, seriously?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6279962341821042689?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6279962341821042689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6279962341821042689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6279962341821042689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6279962341821042689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-fill-up-empty-spaces.html' title='To fill up the empty spaces...'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1607658138428371245</id><published>2007-08-08T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T19:45:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days.....</title><content type='html'>it doesn't hurt to have more holidays right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably.. it would hurt.. in someways.. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1607658138428371245?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1607658138428371245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1607658138428371245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1607658138428371245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1607658138428371245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_08.html' title='days.....'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4293562449030398670</id><published>2007-07-07T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T11:07:30.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army (III Edition - Shooting)</title><content type='html'>Well, this is pretty much self explainable. However, in army, we learn that before we get to shoot anything have to do alot more things in between before pulling the trigger. One of the most important one is the IA test (immediate attention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that you will to perform a certain drill to overcome the error that has your rifle has had. For example, suddenly there is no rounds in the barrel or there is 2 rounds in the barrel. Those sort of things can cause barrel explosion which entitles you to half youe face being burned or gone in extreme cases. We had many trials because this is really important. Haha. And thank weiqi for the good memory. There was a particular step where we had to 'safe' the rifle 'tilt' the rifle and 'check' the rifle. We shout out 'safe tilt check' and do the corresponding motion but weiqi shouted even louder but did nothing. Haha. The sgt macham stun tio. Say the command out still dunno, haha, not as if memorising the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we have to learn to strip the rifle and assemble it back again. This part was fun for someone like me. The majority of my section had once belonged to NCC and learn this part often. I had the luxury of learning it on the spot and do faster then some of them. Of course the cleaning and the maintaining of the rifle is next. The cleaning part is the worst ever task u will have to do. Even though you clean the whole thing like shinning already but then there will be spot somewhere in the rifle that is still dirty and that's when u have to talk to the floor again(means pumping). Next time you wanna shoot a round, think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before taking our skills out on the field, we have to practice it eletronically in the IMT. There we learn the various target we have to shoot be it day or night targets. The best part is the weapon is auto-zero which means it will be perfect for YOU to shoot. For me, that part was super easy. Haha not ego or what but then i hardly miss anything. For some reason i always hit the ahem-hem of the target. Haha. The waiting time was super long. You can wait for 2 hours and it's still not your turn. But the aircon makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to the field!! Our rifles were being sent to inspection before that for our safety. That place was pretty remote. And we conducted the shooting there. We shoot for around 5 minutes before waiting for 1 hour and to shoot again for 5 minutes that kind of stuff. But that was the most enjoyable time. We talk alot on our backgrounds and school mates in GREAT detail before talking about the children shows we watched and sing to it's tune. Haha. It was really funny. Imagine a few of us singing some old ultraman song in front of everyone. Thank weiqi and abel for that part. The night shoot was the most interesting one. Before shooting night targets, i look up for some stupid reasons and that was when i saw the stars. Damn it. It's really starS. Not 10 to 11 you get to see in Singapore where there are lights. It is really alot damn lot. The north star and orion belt could be easily spotted there. Somemore with the cold wind blowing in your face. The feeling was damn shiock. At least for me. I had seen another beautiful side of nature once again. However, that time was already 1+ into the morning already. So damn tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had advance techniques to learn also which i don't wanna eleborate. It will be too long. It's just basically formation to counter attacks and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4293562449030398670?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4293562449030398670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4293562449030398670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4293562449030398670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4293562449030398670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/07/army-iii-edition-shooting.html' title='Army (III Edition - Shooting)'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5023537884185008088</id><published>2007-07-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:43:46.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army (II Edition - Talks)</title><content type='html'>Well, that was how we were introduced to our BTMC life. Slowly, we had lessons on putting everything together. For example, netting our helmet and putting our LBV together. Then we had the ever friendly talk by Maj(retired) dunno who to ask us buy insurance scheme. That guy damn pro. Made ALL OF US EMO!! Haha. It was quite funny now that you think of it. All 200++ bo tak guys becoming sad after hearing real life stories of how NSF died. Some of them died in accidents and in the end became a sort of fillal money to their parents. Some of the story were damn touching. In the end we learn one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAFETY -&gt; Enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever think your life is yours and yours alone. You are so selfish. People around you are also affected. You just don't wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many others tried to talk us into buying magazine as if their products are the best. Haha. They are really doing their job man. They are trying so hard. Too hard somethings until their gifts are so good like 1GB mp3 player. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are talks that ask us to sign on for the nation. Be it the Army Airforce or the Navy. Captains of the respective place will come and talk to us about the vocation and what they do. It is working life. The pay is also quite competitive with the otherside world. Normally after they talk for around 1 hour, they will finish and ask us to leave the room. Those interested in staying can stay behind. Normally, around 5 person out of the 200+ will stay back. It is really sad. At least from my point of view. Imagine you put in so much effort into asking people to sign on then less then 1% feedback comes back. It's really demoralizaing. But yeh, these uncle did it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the admin really get F-up then we will spent time waiting in the leature room. There was once we waited and waited for almost 1 damn hour. However, that time was used to talk cock and really stupid stuff. In the end the leature was cancelled and we were told to return to our bunks for further instrutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5023537884185008088?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5023537884185008088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5023537884185008088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5023537884185008088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5023537884185008088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/07/army-ii-edition-talks.html' title='Army (II Edition - Talks)'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5483167572388622314</id><published>2007-07-01T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:30:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army</title><content type='html'>Suddenly felt like writting ALOT. What i wanna say is how Army life is. Since i'm leaving the Army and joining the Airforce i don't need to worry about anything happening to me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Basic Militry Training (BMT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training is situated at Tekong. I went in on 9th April 07. Haha. It was not really a good date coz i have friends having a competition in the SYF 1 day later. So cannot really go and support them. Going in was really something expected to me. The things we do and stuff. Surprising thing is that i was in the same bunk as JiaWei. Some guy i tried to aviod for 2 years(lol). We had to be confine for 2 weeks to 'let us get used to army'. It was quite a good move for those that are really born with a GOLD spoon up there ASSES. They really suffered. Haha. The time when the handphone battery became flat was like the greatest tragedy that ever happened to mankind. Day after day, the handphone gave way, humans gave way as well. All of us were waiting for the day to book out. Booking out was one of the best thing that will ever happen to us. Be it a light at the end of the tunnel or something simliar. The thought of being confine is realy overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is M coy. In long MOHAWK COMPANY. Legend has said it was the xiongest coy in tekong that ever existed. Thank goodness it was a legend. It was quite okay. But if you compare it to our coy, their training was like for NCC and not the army. I was lucky to get into a crappy section. Not in a bad sense but in fact so crappy it almost became funny. We talked we laugh we bath we shit we eat we pump we drink we walk we run and we do every damn thing together. Apart from some political sensitive bastards that we know, it was a pleasure knowing them. We had lotta hunts for rats and lotta of suans dedicated to our beloved jiawei and lotta snacks and magazine shared around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay man. I intro the starting part first. Next time then continue. I feel that i can write a book liao if i were to write every damn thing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5483167572388622314?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5483167572388622314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5483167572388622314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5483167572388622314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5483167572388622314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/07/army.html' title='Army'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-8919839527198426200</id><published>2007-07-01T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:40:35.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing</title><content type='html'>300607 marks the date for a concert in a new environment. The place was rather impressive. The republic poly cutural centre. Cool place and even cooler air-con, damn cold one. But the sound that resounates there is really impressive i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la.. we performed there. Difficult pieces and even more difficult problems beneath the difficult pieces. Despite the differences, we still managed to put up a good fight. (wth.. the tuba is pro like what). In addition to the magical ritual of clarence crying to ensure the concert is a success. What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Going back week after week to train for the songs and meeting fellow section mates was quite enjoyable too. But then, everything is going to end again. It would be very long to be able to see them again. All the people that i just know and just stared to talk to will all become strangers again. Don't u just hate concerts? When you think it's the end it's another new beginning. But then it was fun. Very fun. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you get to read in novels or movies that 'you don't choose ur weapons, the weapons choose you'. This is so true man. You go into RSAF you know liao. Training is going to commence liao. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8919839527198426200?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8919839527198426200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8919839527198426200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8919839527198426200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8919839527198426200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/07/playing.html' title='playing'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1174626718419446351</id><published>2007-06-27T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:00:47.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service to the great nation</title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;Airforce&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1174626718419446351?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1174626718419446351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1174626718419446351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1174626718419446351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1174626718419446351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/06/service-to-great-nation.html' title='Service to the great nation'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3780022315736406556</id><published>2007-06-19T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:29:42.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the msg????</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. i finally have something to say. For one whole day i didn't receive any sort of msg. I believe it happened on 160607. I wonder why too. Because of this, i have been receiving complaints for nothing. Haha. If i didn't receive your message for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just msg me again lor... (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u still wanna complain call the number 1633.. (my service provider)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the option to not do anything and pretend nothing ever happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice is once again in your dirty hands...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3780022315736406556?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3780022315736406556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3780022315736406556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3780022315736406556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3780022315736406556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-is-msg.html' title='where is the msg????'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-921274436509785656</id><published>2007-06-16T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:40:29.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah Lao Eh..&lt;br /&gt;Blogging si bei boring sia..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do sia..&lt;br /&gt;Aiya.. I go do nothing la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-921274436509785656?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/921274436509785656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=921274436509785656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/921274436509785656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/921274436509785656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/06/wah-lao-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3487665161718553405</id><published>2007-06-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:38:39.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>Need time to practice le.. &lt;br /&gt;But i wonder got time or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to go kbox le..&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder got people wanna go or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan to eat good food..&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder got people wan to eat or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan to do everything i want le..&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder got time or not le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want Want Want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky is not Need Need Need..&lt;br /&gt;Can survive at least..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3487665161718553405?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3487665161718553405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3487665161718553405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3487665161718553405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3487665161718553405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/06/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6064627283810225707</id><published>2007-05-27T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:17:27.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>I love movies. Why do others don't like movies? Haha. No one like movies now is it? Hmm.. sad story for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw pirates. Nice. Some parts damn funny. Some don't understand. Fighting parts damn funny and stupid. Okay. What else? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next target is the fantastic 4 one. I ask in advance. Who wanna see can tag in my blog? I will check in a weeks time. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6064627283810225707?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6064627283810225707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6064627283810225707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6064627283810225707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6064627283810225707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/05/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5954946438483616766</id><published>2007-05-19T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T13:17:32.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New discovery</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, suddenly on someone's talking i realised i might like slower songs better then faster ones. I guess it's true? Haha. But then why do i like some fast ones. Aiya, what the heck, i like music. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have u all been well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5954946438483616766?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5954946438483616766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5954946438483616766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5954946438483616766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5954946438483616766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-discovery.html' title='New discovery'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7476873633764255289</id><published>2007-05-06T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T16:28:31.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication to health</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to Mr Pan Yong Qing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. please get well soon. okay.. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone's information, it is very important for one to take care of his/her health. Be it a slight cough or fever, do see a doctor. You wouldn't want it to become worse. This is even more significant when it comes to important times like examinations and the army. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With health, you can do anything. Without it, you are nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7476873633764255289?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7476873633764255289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7476873633764255289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7476873633764255289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7476873633764255289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/05/dedication-to-health.html' title='Dedication to health'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-984114947542645744</id><published>2007-04-30T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T09:12:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackation</title><content type='html'>I believed i found a new sport to do. That is to slack. Surprisingly, there isn't much things to do on the main land. Everyday i will just try to wake up later then the next so that i can make use of time by sleeping. Has it always been this slack? Hmm. I can't really remember. But yeh, look on the positive side, 2 more days to book in day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-984114947542645744?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/984114947542645744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=984114947542645744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/984114947542645744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/984114947542645744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/slackation.html' title='Slackation'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2890858154260502831</id><published>2007-04-28T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:36:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-existance</title><content type='html'>Times never seems to wait for anyone. Despites death, accidents or misfortune, life still carrys on. It makes you think how an individual life is so insignificant to the entire world. The coldest and darkest night and turn into day. The Sun will eventually be taken over by the moon. This is the law of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems cruel isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many who are trying so hard to forge their existance on the planet. However, in the end, there seems to be of little purpose. Overtime, one will soon be forgotton. Truth will change into legends while lies will change into myths. The passage of time will still carry on for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when the world seems to be moving at a different paces from you. There is no hurting to move at your own pace until u are comfortable to move with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it hurts to be moving alone? So does this mean people will still continue to search for a purpose of their existance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2890858154260502831?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2890858154260502831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2890858154260502831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2890858154260502831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2890858154260502831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/non-existance.html' title='Non-existance'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2817608511832360298</id><published>2007-04-27T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:51:05.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So how long was it?</title><content type='html'>I assume nothing much has changed during my absent right? Haha. It doesn't feel right to be a civilian again. There is so much responsibility right now. More interesting objectives, more difficult routes to walk and more things to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't what u have left behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about what u have gain in the days ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, don't be afraid to try something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2817608511832360298?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2817608511832360298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2817608511832360298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2817608511832360298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2817608511832360298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-how-long-was-it.html' title='So how long was it?'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1475760792695314549</id><published>2007-04-08T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T13:53:59.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Changes is inevitable. However, sudden changes are shocking to closer friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When the world starts to change, people change, your friends change.... or is it the one that changed is you yourself?' - adapted from my own msn nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day left. When i come out again, i will see how this sentence hold true to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRB (just kidding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1475760792695314549?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1475760792695314549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1475760792695314549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1475760792695314549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1475760792695314549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2486959798815602730</id><published>2007-04-07T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T09:53:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyness</title><content type='html'>Being happy is one of the best emotions humans will experience. It is normally associated with a smile or laughter that comes along with it. In simpler terms, it is an emotional state whereby people have a optmisitic view of whatever in that context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several reasons why people are happy. One of which is money. Sure, in the modern context, money can indeed buy alot of stuff. In this case, the material aspect of life is fulfilled. Money can indeed let our five senses be satisfied. However, what is the extend of money in 'buying' happyness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somethings that money cannot buy. These are called the non-material aspect of life. It may come in the form of clean air and so on. However, there are deeper examples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave this open ended. What do you think money cannot buy? After understanding this, why do you think money is the root of all evil? So what will you hold more dearly now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days before temporary shut down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2486959798815602730?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2486959798815602730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2486959798815602730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2486959798815602730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2486959798815602730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/happyness.html' title='Happyness'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-574324444961841825</id><published>2007-04-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:39:53.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a blog post..</title><content type='html'>Enough of 'reading between the lines' story, today this will be a blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went fishing today. Fishing is a sport where u try to catch a fish with a rod and a hook. Normally, we attach a bait on it to attract fishes. The uncles there are good. They can catch fish quite quickly. I wonder how. My friends all cannot catch anything. For me, i think the fishes quite poor thing. Imagine u eat something then ur tongue tio pierced. Wah lao. So in the end i never put bait and hoping the fish don't come near. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i go to band to see their band exchange with anderson sec and st joseph. Frankly, i really feel OP played so much better. Then sebest tell me moving with the music is having less then half the battle won. I felt so bloody cheated for you guys. If you improve on those things confirm better then them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was a square 2. Wah Sei. The korean food hor.. really tok kong. Nice sei. The price is like normal resturant la. But it's worth it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a nice and simple blog post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-574324444961841825?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/574324444961841825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=574324444961841825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/574324444961841825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/574324444961841825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-blog-post.html' title='This is a blog post..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7344414803492075972</id><published>2007-04-04T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:51:52.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting</title><content type='html'>Even thought people are bonded by many stuff such as school, family and work, we are always able to find time to spend it those that are leaving for another land. Plagued by the responsibility given to them, we still gathered and make each meeting as enjoyable as if it was our last. With the assurance that their company was memorable, they leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u not part but indulged in the present or part and face an uncertain future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7344414803492075972?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7344414803492075972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7344414803492075972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7344414803492075972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7344414803492075972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/04/parting.html' title='Parting'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1528655299410554877</id><published>2007-03-30T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:43:52.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules</title><content type='html'>This post is mainly similar to 'tests' below. With regrats to rules, i believe rules are created for the convenience of those that follow that. However, this does not mean that rules are unreasonable. Rules are also created by humans themselves and are subjected to many loopholes and faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point is rules are just a guidelines. There is no need to follow them wholeheartedly. This is similar to loyalty. There is just but a thin line to seperate between a loyal person and a dog. The true meaning of rules does not vary too much from the example. Therefore, it is important to know where the limit is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, it takes two person to break a rule. There are times where the victim is at fault as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is to own up if you are at fault. There is nothing wrong in being honest. Admit the fault and do the punishment is applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, will you follow the rules or break it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1528655299410554877?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1528655299410554877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1528655299410554877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1528655299410554877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1528655299410554877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/rules.html' title='Rules'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4901031443108018458</id><published>2007-03-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:18:53.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Blogging is irritating. There are somethings that cannot be written down to prove how important it is. Understand it yourself. Wah lao. I quite pissed today. That's all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4901031443108018458?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4901031443108018458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4901031443108018458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4901031443108018458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4901031443108018458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5602717634092511889</id><published>2007-03-26T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:53:35.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>The world is forever testing our limits. Or rather, we human being likes to test each other limits to see who is better. We set a benchmark to separate the good from the rest. Then we have record holders for those that exceed their limits. Is tests really a good thing? Will it create prejudice for those that are unable to reach the benchmark? Or is it just something created by the smart people for their convenience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason. People have to take the test. That's how the world is build. Whatever the price. People still have to pay so that they can be on the side which is better for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like it, then stand at side at which you can set test so that you will no longer be questioned about your abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which side will you stand when the test comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I didn't copy it from anywhere okay. This came directly from my brain. Haha. So think people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5602717634092511889?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5602717634092511889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5602717634092511889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5602717634092511889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5602717634092511889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1906410236492058552</id><published>2007-03-23T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:09:55.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>I have seen stuff(not ghost or anything), heard stuff and experience stuff. However, there are times whereby i am not obliged to say anything. Please understand yourself a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being angry(or any negative emo) for 1 minute just takes away 1 minute of happyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you don't love your life, your life won't love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Remember that information comes at a price. It may hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare the rod... Spolit the CHILD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1906410236492058552?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1906410236492058552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1906410236492058552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1906410236492058552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1906410236492058552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3049388135230655218</id><published>2007-03-22T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:28:53.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean there done that...</title><content type='html'>I decided to take a break from the sectionals and all by watching a movie. We met at 12 at Yishun and head on to town. Lunch was in town itself. I had subway. I didn't realised that it would be that expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 inch bread + drinks + cookie = 6.75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the cookie was nice. It was mildly sweet but not too dry. Hence, it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turn-off part starts at the movie. We watch the Mr Bean show. The funny level is really low. I have no idea why the rest are laughing that hard. It is more of lame already. However, the last part was really entertaining. Still, the movie isn't good. I shall give it the rating of 2/5 and think it is still overated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes my day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3049388135230655218?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3049388135230655218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3049388135230655218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3049388135230655218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3049388135230655218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/bean-there-done-that.html' title='Bean there done that...'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5407739616278817194</id><published>2007-03-21T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T20:33:12.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrinking</title><content type='html'>Hmm. There is something werid about the concept with gym and muscles getting bigger. Recently, i started to go to the gym. However, the more i work out, the smaller my muscle gets. The shirt that used to be of perfect fit now seems big for some reason. Worst thing is i can see my arms getting more flabby. Haha. Even worst thing is my weight is actually increasing. OMG!. Like WTF. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion - It is a myth that going to gym helps build muscles. It SHRINKS them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye to friends in Genting. Better get something for me if u are still human. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5407739616278817194?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5407739616278817194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5407739616278817194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5407739616278817194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5407739616278817194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/shrinking.html' title='Shrinking'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1703891253577564626</id><published>2007-03-20T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:39:45.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kough* kough*</title><content type='html'>Wah lao. My this cough like so damn long liao still haven recover yet. 3 or 4 weeks liao ah? So freaking long. Now my voice even nicer then Ah Du. Sometimes it can go missing too. Aiya. GET BETTER LA. You know how damn long i haven eaten laksa, Ramly Burger, nasi lamak and roti prata. Aiya. Just get well okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1703891253577564626?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1703891253577564626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1703891253577564626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1703891253577564626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1703891253577564626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/kough-kough.html' title='kough* kough*'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7489520732366249822</id><published>2007-03-19T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:28:25.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sectional</title><content type='html'>Sectional was amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i lose my voice because of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay. I will find it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update Complete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7489520732366249822?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7489520732366249822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7489520732366249822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7489520732366249822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7489520732366249822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/sectional.html' title='Sectional'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7874956846096052911</id><published>2007-03-17T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:40:33.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Days</title><content type='html'>It's kinda fast actually. One whole damn week just passed like that. The March holidays that i was acutally looking forward to for 18 years of my life is like ordinary to me right now. Sian lor. Imagine everyday also holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this week, there is really alot of thing that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Secret&lt;br /&gt;2) still a secret&lt;br /&gt;3) still a secret&lt;br /&gt;4) go cynthia house&lt;br /&gt;5) celebrate liling birthday&lt;br /&gt;6) another secret&lt;br /&gt;7) class outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao. This week like got some many things make me unhappy sia (except the 4&amp;5&amp;7 btw). Haha. Probably that's why i don't bother to blog anything. Hmm. Whatever la. Got happy things happen can liao. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7874956846096052911?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7874956846096052911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7874956846096052911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7874956846096052911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7874956846096052911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/7-days.html' title='7 Days'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4367671913724701390</id><published>2007-03-11T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T22:35:31.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universities</title><content type='html'>Over the span the 2 days, the universities were slowly being combed by me. It was a really interesting thing to do. I still remember the last time i went to the university was for a floorball session. Now, it became a little funny to go there to see the courses that you will bring to your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what a realised. It is a personal opinion though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;NTU&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merits&lt;br /&gt;Quite Interective.&lt;br /&gt;Trendy.&lt;br /&gt;Cool buildings.&lt;br /&gt;Humble.&lt;br /&gt;Prizes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demerits&lt;br /&gt;Wastage of resources(as in they give ALOT of papers).&lt;br /&gt;Selling themselves too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;NUS&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merits&lt;br /&gt;Established.&lt;br /&gt;Good network.&lt;br /&gt;Confident.&lt;br /&gt;Organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demerits&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;Elite-biased.&lt;br /&gt;Old buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end it is still up to you to decide what school you really want to go to. To expose yourself to more what university is about, you will have to visit it to understand it. Action speaks louder than words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4367671913724701390?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4367671913724701390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4367671913724701390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4367671913724701390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4367671913724701390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/universities.html' title='Universities'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-852672131635040361</id><published>2007-03-10T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T20:41:02.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagittarius</title><content type='html'>I am more Sagittarius then sebestian. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 87% Sagittarius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/sagittarius.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sagittarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare post up the 'what's your best sexual skill' one. I scared you all see liao scared my power. HaHa. I improving my english now le.. www.isketch.net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-852672131635040361?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/852672131635040361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=852672131635040361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/852672131635040361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/852672131635040361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/sagittarius.html' title='Sagittarius'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4431009409440239409</id><published>2007-03-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:31:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bazzar (whatever the spelling..)</title><content type='html'>Hm.. Nice day. But not nice body. I had to endure fever to go to school to help with the alumni store for the bazaar. The early noon was super hot. I couldn't really endure the heat. Therefore i didn't really help much in moving the things down. Paiseh ah.. I weak mah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later when i recover a little i went to help to collect the money. We were selling chocolate mashmellow, chocolate strawberry, chocolate kiwi, milo dinosaur, rose syrup and lychee syrup. All of these items at 1 pathetic dollar. Haha. However, sales was really awesome. In the end, we collect $271 le. I think profit level was close to 70%. Cool for something that is really last minute. However, the sight of chocolate now is really *argghh*. Something that is really horrifying. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end i still couldn't get by my reed. Aiyo. The longer this thing drags i won't be playing my instrument really soon. Hopefully, i won't start remembering after i JUST left the school again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I'm still sick. Wah lao. I never knew i was this weak. Quickly recover, then my body will be as strong as my mind. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4431009409440239409?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4431009409440239409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4431009409440239409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4431009409440239409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4431009409440239409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/bazzar-whatever-spelling.html' title='Bazzar (whatever the spelling..)'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-660346588622556659</id><published>2007-03-08T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:53:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Zakura</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it myself either. I finished watching this show called Dragon Zakura in 2 days time. Well, cannot expect much when one is sick right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RfAGpa1zX8I/AAAAAAAAADw/ECwBeylFlZQ/s1600-h/Dragonzakura+-+photos11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RfAGpa1zX8I/AAAAAAAAADw/ECwBeylFlZQ/s320/Dragonzakura+-+photos11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039535291676975042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is unexpectedly very nice. It contains alot of secrets to study and score well in examinations. Most people will find what they doing stupid and ridiculous. However, i find it really interesting and realistic. Do not underestimate the power of such methods. Well, to find out what methods these people are using please watch Dragon Zakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RfAGpq1zX9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/V1DhxMNXsQ8/s1600-h/Dragonzakura+-+b20864xm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RfAGpq1zX9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/V1DhxMNXsQ8/s320/Dragonzakura+-+b20864xm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039535295971942354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-660346588622556659?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/660346588622556659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=660346588622556659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/660346588622556659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/660346588622556659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/dragon-zakura.html' title='Dragon Zakura'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RfAGpa1zX8I/AAAAAAAAADw/ECwBeylFlZQ/s72-c/Dragonzakura+-+photos11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-8351695497965678263</id><published>2007-03-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:34:22.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY is Gone!</title><content type='html'>The day to receive the A level results have finally arrived. Frankly, I was not looking forward to this day. This means only more responsibitly to be undertaken again. Aiyo. If only time will stop. But well, this is reality i guess. In the end, I didn't really scored too bad. At least, i think the results is pretty much okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so how did CNY end for me?&lt;br /&gt;(hate long stories right.. here goes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat.&lt;br /&gt;went to band in the noon&lt;br /&gt;go to sembawang for mahjong at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sun.&lt;br /&gt;went to ade house for visiting&lt;br /&gt;then come my house&lt;br /&gt;then go florence chang house for visiting&lt;br /&gt;then go marcus house for dinner&lt;br /&gt;then go home sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Mon.&lt;br /&gt;then fall sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Recover a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story made short for my lazy hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8351695497965678263?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8351695497965678263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8351695497965678263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8351695497965678263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8351695497965678263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/03/cny-is-gone.html' title='CNY is Gone!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6337642970662793142</id><published>2007-02-28T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:39:30.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY hasn't finish yet!</title><content type='html'>Sian~~ If CNY don't move on, then there will be more gambling. Sian~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST LOST 30 BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~ Lucky, I won 30 bucks yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. It's back to square one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Dragons Have To Bet Small To Win This Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6337642970662793142?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6337642970662793142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6337642970662793142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6337642970662793142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6337642970662793142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-hasnt-finish-yet.html' title='CNY hasn&apos;t finish yet!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4723992574776943318</id><published>2007-02-26T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:28:34.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Mood</title><content type='html'>Nearly a week has passed since the CNY. However the mood is still there, plenty of house visiting is taking place, alot of hong baos are getting collected. In other words, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 23th was the annual meeting of the Siaos. Haha. Location was at Funan Sakae Sushi. It was really dissapointting. The food was okay. However, the service was terrible. We had to wait really long for the food to come. So it seems like we had nothing to eat most of the time. I personally ordered a unagi handroll 3 times which did not enter my mouth a single time at all!! Therefore, we resorted to using mass orders so we can eat while waiting for the food to come. It was really disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Total spend - 23.50&lt;br /&gt;Total satisfaction - Zero!!&lt;br /&gt;Even though i seldom do such things but i will highly recommend you to not go there and eat. It is really a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a really last minute day. We do everything all last minute. &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we played soccer with a ball with no air. NOT FUN AT ALL LOR! Touch a few times then no air liao. Not fun One!! We then proceed to Sembawang Shopping Centre for our lunch. &lt;br /&gt;When i was about to go home, i saw shuan and marcus at Northpoint Mac, so I join them. Haha. Then influenced them to play. In the end we rented a DVD from those machines and went to marcus house and see. The movie is called Colic. It is a weird show with weak storyline. Don't bother watching it. After which, Shaun and Cynthia had to leave. So we split up temporary. &lt;br /&gt;Due to another last minute call, I proceed to ellis house for CNY visiting. Haha. The atmosphere there was really high. Everyone was singing happyly. Leqi was out of tune like nobody business. In the end i didn't get to play mahjong and even had to sing a love song with a guy. Aiyo!! I will never forget the laughter. Around 15 minutes later, we left the house. That's why i tell you it's weird!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, I proceed to Blk 200+ the church there to wait for marcus and cynthia(AGAIN!). Dinner was on the church(on the house.. get it?). We then borrow another DVD to watch and went to cynthia's house now with an addition of Nicole. Unfotunatly, the house was having a healing session and the room FULL of kids swiggling around. We resorted to playing heart attack and such. IN THE END I LOSE LIKE 7 dollars!! Around 1 plus le then we go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE!! CYNTHIA IS LUCKY THIS YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally say finish 2 days sia. I draft this thing like damn long le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can proceed to sunday. Sunday is the day I went to Teng Teng house. It was damn far. Around 45 minutes. I wonder how he go to school everyday le. The house was very nice. I can see where his watches and shirts come from liao. He's damn rich. Haha. It was funny. Mahjong. I REALLY HUAT AH!! Yesterday after doing charity to cynthia, i managed to get a 'green one color'. First time in my life sia. HUAT AH!! The rest of the game was pretty normal. We had in between afterthat. &lt;br /&gt;TO ALL THE DRAGONS OUT THERE. &lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR WE HAVE TO BET SMALL &lt;br /&gt;OR IT WILL BE.. A DISASTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on this faithful day where i can finally post. It's monday. We went to beth house to watch the movie we didn't get to see the other day. 'Exocist 3' I didn't know what they talking about. It wasn't even too scary. Waste of money. Haiz~~ Haha. Ok ok. I don't wanna make too long in case really got people read until here. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess tomorrow awaits........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4723992574776943318?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4723992574776943318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4723992574776943318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4723992574776943318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4723992574776943318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-mood.html' title='Chinese New Year Mood'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2756705030426057795</id><published>2007-02-22T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:13:35.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a post</title><content type='html'>Alright.. School has started for everyone except me. Wah. I really feels so sian to be left out. Oh ya. I promised i will put this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2IMU2Cd9I/AAAAAAAAADM/XQhHH2lmjWI/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2IMU2Cd9I/AAAAAAAAADM/XQhHH2lmjWI/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034329703805253586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2IM02Cd-I/AAAAAAAAADU/EnROHVSmNZs/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2IM02Cd-I/AAAAAAAAADU/EnROHVSmNZs/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034329712395188194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2INE2Cd_I/AAAAAAAAADc/BVya91T85I8/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2INE2Cd_I/AAAAAAAAADc/BVya91T85I8/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034329716690155506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the band room after the CNY cleaning. See how long u people can last. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Kao. I lost in Sudoku to this noob person whose internet connection got lost in our last game. It was so difficult to concentrate when people nudging you all over the place. Okay. Excuses aside. I lost. Never mind. It's the process that matters. Well then. That's it. At least i lost fair and square and with DIGNITY! HAHA. I'm so proud of myself. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2756705030426057795?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2756705030426057795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2756705030426057795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2756705030426057795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2756705030426057795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-post.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rd2IMU2Cd9I/AAAAAAAAADM/XQhHH2lmjWI/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-219798803202831020</id><published>2007-02-21T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T19:57:05.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year~~~</title><content type='html'>Just like that, Chinese New Year Holidays have finally ended. These few days was really like a gathering like i never had in my life. Okay la. The first 2 days were as per normal, going to relative house and so on. But then got this night we go sembawang there play cards and poker until the wee hours of the morning. Although i didn't lose, I didn't win much as well. However, the mood was there. JW was kind enough to pay for the taxi fare back home. The fare is 8 bucks altogether. So please collect from me your 12 soon if you are reading this. You better hurry before it ended up in someone else stomach by force. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I remember this game that i had just picked up. It is called Sudoku. Ya, i know it is like damn long since the craze started and all. But hey, I barely know the rules and YET i BEATEN someone. Make that ALMOST win someone. I mean that did the someone off the computer in the nick of time? OR RATHER the internet connection is disrupted. Haha. Okay la. Just kidding. We know who win liao can right? As i have said. The game is not about who win and who lose. It's about the process and what you learn in it. WE both are WINNERS (except that i win more). Haha. Okay la okay la. Don't suan you le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For unembassesment purposes i will not reveal the name of the person. Haha. See! i give you respect. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW (on the side note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK SERENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefits of younger readers, Serena Tiong is a member of SINGAPORE'S Floorball team. Yes, you have heard it. It is not school level, nor is it at a community level, not even a district level. We can't even say it is at a national level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS AT AN INTERNATIONAL LEVEL!! &lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR SERENA!!&lt;br /&gt;(paiseh, i like advertising you... again.. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She have done Singapore proud by beating Japan on aggregate. Having bag a shot on target as well. Well done!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(back to the main point)&lt;br /&gt;Then on the 20 of Feb. The OPWO had a performance at the Istana. It was really difficult to enter that place. Security was like *wow*. It took me like 45 minutes to enter the gate. After that it was like a long walk up the hill. The band was housed in a tent. Haha. I mean it is actually quite lame. The people there, the place they are in and so on. There are only a few chairs, therefore there are these people that just run to those chairs and *booked* that seat or even 2 seatS. After a while, the people would walk away and the process will continue. It is really.. Haha. I dunno. Secondly, the tent was really music-unfriendly. How can you listen to all the sounds properly in those conditions. Weird man. Out of the 13 songs you guys played, &lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................... I still refused to comment. In any case, Jia You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance and all, we headed to elizabeth house. It was really (how do i say it) stunning. Outside it looked like a ordinary house. Upon opening the door, air-con will start to flow out. We eyes were blinded by the conditions of that place. THEY GOT A SURROUND SYSTEM!! I think it is 6.1 surround. OMG!! One of those cost like 10K i think. The TV is like putting 6 of my sony TV together. We watch 'White Chicks' there. It was even better than the movie. The surround effect and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all turn in rather early for those people who are still studying to go home and rest. Everytime like this. Haha. I am reminded that i'm unemployed again. GRRR~~ I dunno. But this New Year is really fast. It's now gone. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-219798803202831020?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/219798803202831020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=219798803202831020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/219798803202831020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/219798803202831020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year~~~'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5556747090424392517</id><published>2007-02-17T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:49:41.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy all the days~~~</title><content type='html'>Okay. Many things does happens when you are unemployed. Firstly, I am starting to feel that there is a link between 'unemployed' and 'spending money'. I noticed that when i am umemployed i spend more money. Idoit. I must find a job soon. Those people out there that still owes me money you jolly well return it to me. Haha. I'm not kidding by the well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE"S DAY~~~&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i know it is like over liao. But must still wish this to everyone. Are you happy not? Hmm. This year was kinda different. I spend the time with my friends. Thanks for the gifts hor. Weird thing was i had to spend time consouling another friend at night. Haha. I still remember i was plagued by stomach ache that totally affected my mood altogether. Well. Basically, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day someone invited me for a streamboat reunion. It was *arrgggh*!!! Why you so spolit the mood. It was a bit difficult for me to like lighten the mood. Aiyo! This day also got somebody bad mood. Haha. Wah lao. Why is this happening to me? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the new year eve's eve. We went marcus house to play mahjong. In the end only got like so less people come. Haha. Why everytime like that one? Haiz~~ Maybe i planning no good one. Haha. Mahjong was okay except for people that keep looking at the TV and slowed down the game like Siaoooooooo. Aiyo. This is incredible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I got nothing to type le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. There still is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5556747090424392517?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5556747090424392517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5556747090424392517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5556747090424392517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5556747090424392517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-all-days.html' title='Happy all the days~~~'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-3531911134759284904</id><published>2007-02-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T15:25:32.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unempolyed Day 2</title><content type='html'>Yet another day i have nothing to do at all. I woke up and looked at the sky again. Oh man. The sky is really damn nice. It would be better if the wind could have just bring me together with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the noon, I went out with CL and CTCH. Normal hor i must say. They didn't really change that much. BUT OMG is that your ear that is pierce Mr CTCH? LOL. It was a little of a shock then whatever la. Haha. Then started to look around for CNY cloths. But there was a little of this stress element. I don't really know what to buy sia. Plus the gift exchange thing like happening really soon. Stress sia~~~ Probably one of the reason i don't like shopping and never spend anything altogether. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I have been missing OPSS for sometime now. The make fun of Shuyi part, the make fun of Candy part, the make fun of Cynthia part, the play basketball with Jason part, the make fun of AngKuKueh part, the talking with wanting part, the eating with the teachers part, the going to band room and practice part. AND of course the people making fun of me part. Tian Ah~~~ In only 2 weeks le, I did that much of a thing. Hopefully they call me back sia. I'm gonna miss them. Wonder if they all with miss me not? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. It is a great honour to have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE'S NATIONAL FLOORBALLER&lt;br /&gt;MS SERENA TIONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to visit my blog. FYI, she is still 18 and available. Haha. I met her by chance during 8 FEB at Northpoint. With nothing better to do, Min Long and myself accompanied her to buy G1 pen (0.5 and 0.7 blue ink) refills for her pen. She is going to fly to Japan tomorrow for a match against Japan!! Whoo!! Singapore will be behind you all the way!! Remember the tibits!! Haha. Put a ball into the net of Japan for me. Good Luck my friend~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the reality of being unempolyed has sunk in deeply. Hopefully i can find a job really soon and start to learn and do something useful rather then just rotting away. I had enough of those liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3531911134759284904?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3531911134759284904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3531911134759284904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3531911134759284904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3531911134759284904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/unempolyed-day-2.html' title='Unempolyed Day 2'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5356042858915957576</id><published>2007-02-12T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:15:46.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105th</title><content type='html'>Recently, I have been looking at the sky more often. Normally, I would do it anyway. But the stars have been greeting me since last week. This week almost everything has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My carrer.&lt;br /&gt;The concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically everything. Haiz~~ The concert was okay. That is if you don't take into account the poor turn out it was. Haiz~~ It was pathetic. However, the songs we played were good especially the last 2 pieces. I believe the last song was the star of the night again. Haha. Even when i was playing it, I was also getting touched. Well, there goes the beginning of our Alumni Concert. Even though the concert is already over, my brain just simply refused to accept it. My mind is still thinking of the concert. Haiz~~ Just when i was starting to know everyone in the band syllubus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my carrer is gone. Now i am unemployed. I have to start looking for jobs again. But never the less i will probably miss OPSS days. The PE lessons where i slack, the physics lessons where i shouted. Haha. It's all becoming some kind of lame memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when something ended. Another thing has just began. But from my current place and time. I don't see it coming at all. Where is the new beginning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5356042858915957576?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5356042858915957576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5356042858915957576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5356042858915957576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5356042858915957576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/105th.html' title='105th'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-779426716092241974</id><published>2007-02-10T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:22:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployed</title><content type='html'>Haiz~ After 2 weeks my job has finally come to a complete stop. Teaching at OPSS is certainly one of the most crazy things i have done in this lifetime. During the course of 2 weeks, I taught Physical Education and Physics to several classes. The mad part is the part where i have to teach my own friends while being impartial about it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from some students that really gave alot of problems, the rest are fine. MinQi ah, if there is another chance i get to teach your class again please don't listen to that damn thing okay? Grr.. Well, the job is basically more of a i pretend i dunno when actually i know thing. There are lots of time I cannot say anything in front of different people. Haha. But the 2 weeks are great. I finally caught up with the band syllabus(as in the people that are in band). Just to mention a few, I now know people like Jason, Cynthia, Yujia, Wanling, Amirul, Rasul, PekJun, Nicole, Cheryl, Elizabeth, Nisa and so on la. Aiyo. Some many people yet so less time. How to remember all. OH YA!! There is this Candy person also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initally, I believe my lessons were like a piece of shit. Like no one listen one. 4S3 was a (i prefer to leave it unsaid). Then 4A1 got this gal who always act sick but actually not de. Hmm. Shewin brother is also in that class. Haha. It was really weird. Well, that's sums up what happened in my first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second week was a little better. I had more free time due to the Superteen course for 4S3. Then on this particular Thursday. I wonder what happen. 4S3 was really guai(as in good). They sit down and listen to me. Apart from some people that copy just a little slower then the rest. I completed the chapter but stressing upon the main point i have gathered. To those that just pretend to listen you can just bloody well fail your physics with swimming colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on my last day, Ms Wong ask me to go into her class to give 3S3 tips about a wonderful subject called Biology. The students are really attentive or they seem to be. My clarinet junior is also there!! Haha. It makes it weird times 2. Don't worry. Even if i don't help anyone hor, I will surely help the clarinet people de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~ 2 weeks of crazyness has passed. I wonder if i will miss anything there. Be it people or my chair or the canteen food(lol), oh well it has ended. Now i am offically unemployed. I wonder what to do next. AiYO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-779426716092241974?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/779426716092241974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=779426716092241974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/779426716092241974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/779426716092241974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/unemployed.html' title='Unemployed'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-8060015559349417878</id><published>2007-02-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:22:07.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>104th</title><content type='html'>LOL.. My computer blew up in front of my face. Then now i cannot use computer le until a new one comes in. Well. In the meantime, I have to use the school's wonderful laptop. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Got read the WanBao not? Got this relief teacher go and make a student pregnent. Lol. Mr Ramesh was leaturing me about that. Oh ya.. that one on the newspaper of course not me la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then. Life without a computer isn't so bad at all. Hurray!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;OP'US Alumni Concert&lt;br /&gt;11th Feb 2007&lt;br /&gt;Tickets at 10 Bucks&lt;br /&gt;7pm&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Academy Of Fine Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go support can? I also inside. Okay la okay la. Go support me. Haha. Thanks la. If you want please contact me at once. Thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8060015559349417878?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8060015559349417878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8060015559349417878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8060015559349417878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8060015559349417878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/104th.html' title='104th'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-778898868507855179</id><published>2007-02-02T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:36:48.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>103th</title><content type='html'>I shall not comment on my new job until it's over. Basically it's okay la. But i don't want to write it here just in case la. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Days have passed away very quickly. Oh how time flies. All those mistakes i made, all those wrong routes u take. Come to think of it. I didn't really walk a bigger round. It's just another interesting route to take in life. All the failures, all the embasessment all seem to become touching memories. It's as if i am in a drama series except there is no happy ending in sight yet. Haha. Well, i guess i will have to wait until then right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see soccer on wednesday. Thailand VS Singapore. Almost the whole national stadium is full. People were all enthu about the upcoming match. Singapore scored first. Followed by thailand and followed by Singapore again. Final score is 2-1. However i lost all respect for the thais in this game. When Singapore was awarded a late min penatly. The thais just walked out. OUT of the game le. Siao one. Where the hell is your sportsmanship? I was very disappointed in the end. But what to do? Poor referee. I admire your courage and strength in facing the thais. Maybe it's the Finals la. Tension and all is so damn bloody high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring week. Haiz~~~ What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-778898868507855179?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/778898868507855179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=778898868507855179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/778898868507855179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/778898868507855179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/02/103th.html' title='103th'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-388949955729428218</id><published>2007-01-29T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:01:17.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102th</title><content type='html'>Hiya. I just finish seeing densha otoko. That show is really fabulous. Although it lack a little on the eye candy side. Overall, it was a meaningful show and that it really express true feelings to the people seeing the show. However, the story seems abit to unreal. It was acutally based on a true story sia. Even the thread board is still avaiable on the net. It is in Japanese lor. The music is not very nice la. Although it is really sad kind but then it wasn't fantastic. Haha. I just remember. Maki Horikita is actting in that show. I think she didn't really have must of an appearance in that show. But her transformation was good as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically for those people that dunno what i am babbering about. This show densha otoko or The Train Man is a japanese drama series. It talks about a otoku which is a person that spends more time with a computer or anime than interacting with people. Therefore, in many eyes of the gals, they find otoku gross, dsgusting and pathatic. With 0% chance of being their boyfriend at all. Sad it is. They are so afraid even to speak to gals. Worse of all they get high or the voice of some anime characters. Haiz~~ See that show is also really pity them for being like that sia. This show hor is about a otoku wanting to fall in love with a beautiful lady la. He help this gal in the show in a train. Afterwhich he received a present for thanking him. With some luck and courage, he invited her for dinner and some restuartant. He used a thread in a forum for lonely men to help him advance in approaching the gal. All his true feelings is in there. He transform from someone that is not dependant to one that has confidence to do whatever he wants. In the end, he touched the hearts of many in the world. It is simply increadible. That show is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that's it. Going home soon. Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-388949955729428218?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/388949955729428218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=388949955729428218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/388949955729428218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/388949955729428218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/102th.html' title='102th'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-4741110244694599555</id><published>2007-01-28T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:52:03.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101th</title><content type='html'>OH right.. Due to the lack of events i never post anything lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUI TING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that you have a wonderful year ahead la. Basically that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao. That afternoon hor, Sheng bring me to some chinese event thing. Although i don't know anything about it. I think is a script writing competition or something la. I especially like the 'Black White Gray' story written by dunno how. Although it is a little irritating. But the play acutally made sense. Haha. Afterthat i had to give up going to support Singapore Soccer against Malaysia because of OP alumni band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumni concert coming up liao. &lt;br /&gt;It is on the 11th Feb 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Ticket are at 10 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are interest then give me a call or something.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks left. I have to work hard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, Singapore drawed with Malaysia and by penatly Singapore made it to the next round. Well done Singapore. Continue to work hard and make it to the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the alumni I rushed to Hui Ting's house. Appartently there was a birthday party going on there. I wonder where the cakes have gone. A little weird since there wasn't a birthday song going on not to mention a cake. BBQ it was. All i ate is 2 chicken wings, 7 otahs, 5 cups of water and 2 sausages. It was a little noisy around there. Haiz~~ Shall not mention anything next. It was rather uneventful lor. We just gather around and talk a little about Jerry's police thing la. It then rained and we had to shift everything inside. By the time it was almost 12 plus. We all go home lor. Realised that last bus of 856 &amp; 859 is 2345hr de. So those staying in Sembawang take note(haha). Those staying in Yishun more heng la. Last bus can be 0050 de. Quite safe especially if you are staying a place such as Blk 400++ there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kao eh. Time really flies sia. Tomorrow going to start work at Orchid Park liao. First day only got 4 lessons of PE. Hopefully everything goes well la. I don't want to think so much also. The more you think the harder it gets. Haha. Everyone let's pray for me. Haha. Okay la. I need all the genki that is available. So it's time to rest le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-4741110244694599555?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/4741110244694599555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=4741110244694599555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4741110244694599555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/4741110244694599555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/101th.html' title='101th'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2619524014537662815</id><published>2007-01-24T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:37:26.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 100th post</title><content type='html'>I don't see anything worthy to be happy about at the moment. But yeh. Even the suspense is pretty annoying for me. So happy 100th post. I guess that's it. Maybe something will happen because of this. Haiz~. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2619524014537662815?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2619524014537662815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2619524014537662815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2619524014537662815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2619524014537662815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-100th-post.html' title='Happy 100th post'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-7562672350584155794</id><published>2007-01-19T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:04:13.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99th post</title><content type='html'>After a gruesome year and so on, finally it is my 99th post. Haiz~~ Wonder what happen sia. Suddenly keeps thinking and thinking of pessimistic stuff make me so sian until dunno what to do with myself. Wah Bang!! Cannot liao lor. I made a promise that the 100th post must be a ultra-happy one. Hopefully my spirit will recover better after a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I will finally resign on the 25th of Jan to prepare for another new job. When i told my superviser the reason for my quitting, she abit shocked and impressed like that. Aiya. All the auntie thinking all the same one. The job must be a honest and upright one then they will respect you. Haha. I guess i played on the right note today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny. Today got one auntie got transfered from Bukit Panjang there. Then she say want to learn flexing which is my job la. The 2 hours was like the best out of the whole working life there. We are supposed to connect the phone's usb to the computer usb mah. Then got 3 parts. Aiya. Difficult to say. In simpler words, it was damn funny coz she connect 2 parts then leave the last part hanging and wondering why it never operate one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such funny moments are rare to come by. Hopefully the auntie will get transfered again. Then i will surely flex opposite you to look out for you. Haha. Okay la. First time is like that one la. That time I also like that. Now my turn to teach liao. Unfortunatly, I use all bu zhen pai method one. For different phones got different stances to make flexing easier. Haha. Hopefully it doesn't get any worse from before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting pay soon. First pay le. Abit excited. Although a bit less, it is still hard earned money okay. Haiz~~ Time flies until a point it becomes scary. Yet sometimes i don't want it to stop. Aiya. Sometimes, life sux. But the point is to make it better. You don't want it suxing all the way right? Haha. Well, that's the spirt. Better be happy soon then can have a 100th post celebration. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-7562672350584155794?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/7562672350584155794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=7562672350584155794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7562672350584155794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/7562672350584155794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/99th-post.html' title='99th post'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-1958392738468510990</id><published>2007-01-18T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:39:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company</title><content type='html'>I have not had this feeling for a very long time. I must say I must be quite thankful this feeling hasn't come out at all during such a long period of time. But then again. Time passes. Suddenly the world seems to become more vast, bigger and further. The feeling slowly begans to enter me. Trying to ignore it, I carry on day by day. But it seems that the load has become to great for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my limit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I feel I have become a lonely person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-1958392738468510990?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/1958392738468510990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=1958392738468510990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1958392738468510990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/1958392738468510990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/company.html' title='Company'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-8978899578199827944</id><published>2007-01-17T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:39:26.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotsation</title><content type='html'>These few days have been a great and new sensation for me. The feeling of rotsation. Wah lao. I haven been so bo liao for so long liao. Nothing to do. Everytime off here off there. Then never go out. BORING LE!! Where the hell is school? If only primary school was less then 2 years. Secondary School the same duration. JC 2 more years. Like that then song right? Now so fast finish. A few more months go left right left le. Haiz. Where have all the gatherings and meetings gone? If we are in school we needn't even need to think of such a problem. Till school is still the best place we will ever have. Haiz~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8978899578199827944?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8978899578199827944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8978899578199827944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8978899578199827944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8978899578199827944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/rotsation.html' title='Rotsation'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-9145434807850597113</id><published>2007-01-15T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:41:03.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another show found!!</title><content type='html'>Another nice show is out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0k7HlJ-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ztEoAamtrRs/s1600-h/1LitreofTears-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0k7HlJ-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ztEoAamtrRs/s320/1LitreofTears-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020234387328149474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title is '1 litre of tears'. Interesting title right? This show is indeed induce some water elements in those things you called eyes. You know why? Because it is downright touching. It is acutally based on a true life story. It originated from a dairy that the author keeps to record her progress of illness and at the same time record the encounter of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0l7HlJ_I/AAAAAAAAACw/4GIPB3-h9Kw/s1600-h/1_litre_of_tears-book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0l7HlJ_I/AAAAAAAAACw/4GIPB3-h9Kw/s320/1_litre_of_tears-book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020234404508018674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is NOT the original copy of that book. Of course, this IS on sale. It basically comprises of all the entries, feelings and thoughts. I say again. It is NOT a storybook. It is a real dairy that exist until 1988 when the girl finally fall to the illness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0mLHlKAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0UaRtTa9lJI/s1600-h/1_litre_of_tears-aya_haruto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0mLHlKAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0UaRtTa9lJI/s320/1_litre_of_tears-aya_haruto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020234408802985986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the main characters. Nothing much to say about them anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that see no purpose in their lives. Please see this show and be blown away in your own feelings and think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-9145434807850597113?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/9145434807850597113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=9145434807850597113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/9145434807850597113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/9145434807850597113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-show-found.html' title='Another show found!!'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/Rat0k7HlJ-I/AAAAAAAAACo/ztEoAamtrRs/s72-c/1LitreofTears-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-6303171971326964171</id><published>2007-01-13T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:04:57.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important things</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought something was important to youself? So important that you basically can do anything to get it. Time flies as you attempt to accomplish your very own life. As moments starts to float by, seconds begins to flow freely, have you ever ask youself what that thing that was so important is now? Surely, people change. However, if you put yourself into your shoes again. How will you feel now? Is it stupid? Is it silly? Or is it just fate? Just when memories starts to fade into your sight, will you regret it or face it with a smile? Did you think you have done enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories oh memories. What purpose do you serve? For pain or for the heartwarming feeling? Are humans better off without memories? If this is so, why do people want to forget something that badly? I really wonder. Life is really like a game. The one that enjoys the game wins. It doesn't really matters if you finish first or last. Are you enjoying it or just taking it easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Just random thoughts as i listen to some songs that i used to like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6303171971326964171?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6303171971326964171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6303171971326964171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6303171971326964171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6303171971326964171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/important-things.html' title='Important things'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-6573830078576075813</id><published>2007-01-12T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T15:27:10.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching</title><content type='html'>I watch Nobuta Wo Produce again. Although i wasted another 10 hours doing so, i didn't regret it. Suddenly i started thinking again. In that show, Shinji(main character) has basically 2 friends. It may seem less but the feeling of friendship is incredibly strong. I then start to wonder if i have or had maintain any friendship that is so deep and intense up to the extend of putting those people ahead of you. I really wonder man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are humans that weak or is it that we are not brave enough to do so? I really wonder the strength human has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This Tuesday I done some relief teaching at Northland Primary School. The experience was incredible. It was really an unforgettable day. I really did NOT enjoy myself. People always say the younger one is, the more innocent one they are. It is so not true. I taught primary 2,3 and 6 that day. It seems like the smaller these people gets, the more **** they get. I don't remember my primary school days being like that. Tian ah. I even need to take headache medication after that thing has ended. Even though the pay is the same as my current motorola job, the duration is reduced my half. It is seriously not worth it. I almost died there. Haha. The people are really ****. Primary 6 is okay. They listen and respond. Primary 2 and 3? They are like empty vessals. Yaya. You got it. They MAKE THE MOST NOISE! In the middle of all this i wonder why i suddenly remember Vanessa. She will make an effort to write a card saying how sorry the class is. Haha. I really wish there was a 'vanessa' in all my classes. Make that ALL 'vanessa's. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, teaching is a pain in the you know where. You can try it too. It is exciting and always pushing you to your limits. You will never know until you try. It is really an unforgetable experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people in the army right? Good luck. When you come out again call us out and we will gather again. Haha. Nightz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-6573830078576075813?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/6573830078576075813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=6573830078576075813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6573830078576075813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/6573830078576075813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/teaching.html' title='Teaching'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5667156870303358110</id><published>2007-01-07T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:19:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing the limits</title><content type='html'>I never cropped everything up in one day before. The result was becoming extremely tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on saturday. I had to wake up at 4 so as to prepare myself for work. That day started very slow. For a hour or so, there wasn't anything to do. There was talks of the company going to shut down for the day. This means that there won' be any pay for that day. During this period, I believed I have fall asleep standing up because i can't remember some loud noise that my partners keep saying. Later, I made friends with the one beside me. Her history abit like XueJing de. That day was her second last day. She's going to ACJC for her first 3 month. She is damn smart. Haha. After the memorable teabreak, I was transfered to line 2 to do the work of 2 person. I can't remember myself resting at all. I even did this limited edition motorola pink phone. The result was transforming me into a tired and drained person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours have already passed liao. Upon talking, we stopped at Khatib to buy a pair of filp flops before going to KarWei house for a renuion. Surprising there wasn't much people. Even HuiTing went! OMG! She went Spain le!! Even though I keep appearing to eat, I only touch 3 chicken wings, 1 sausage, 2 satay, 5 marshmellow, 1 stingray and 1 plate of beehoon. 7 Bucks! Okay la. But because my paycheck haven take yet so abit ex. Haiz. Last time to see Jerry and WeiJun with the hair on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time that ended it was already 10.45PM. I made my way to Paris Ris for a chalet. The main event was to night cycle. The net was 14bucks to do everything there. Night Cycle was boring. Like play playground then go around tampines. Abit sian la. Maybe I tired or what. I keep sleeping at every opportunity. A few mintues here and there also song la. By the time everything ended it was like 9+. After eating breakfast, I couldn't take it le. I slept like nothing before. Haha. Until like 12 ah, they asked me go home liao. In total hor, I think I was awake for like 30 hours. Tian Ah. Note ah. Now sunday liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I head towards Bugis to meet Winston, Champ and CL. Dunno walk what shit la. Do those teenager stuff, eat some teenager stuff and be a teenager only. Haha. Nothing eventful also. Finally I can come home liao. At 6. Haiz. Damn long. SO that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5667156870303358110?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5667156870303358110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5667156870303358110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5667156870303358110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5667156870303358110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/pushing-limits.html' title='Pushing the limits'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-112953405820965655</id><published>2007-01-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:38:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fruitful day..</title><content type='html'>Today was another of those ordinary days. Except for the fact the someone managed to find his/her long sought item. Haha. I was among the few that was directly involved in the excitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The somebody? Joan lor.&lt;br /&gt;The item? Yamashita Tomohisa CD&lt;br /&gt;With regrets to how he looks like, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvIgvzgWRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2GFU-3UviZg/s1600-h/ya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvIgvzgWRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2GFU-3UviZg/s200/ya.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015823074921044242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We searched damn many places lor. From Sembawang Music to HMV in orchard to Audiophone in Yishun to the roadside stall in Bugis to TS-studio to Kinokomiya in orchard and finally gramaphone in orchard again. I tell you she that day damn sad. Cannot find the CD the spirt damn low. Finally, there was a glimpse of hope when that guy said that there may be stock at the other branch. Haha. I can still remember the reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy;'Is it urgent for you to get the CD?'&lt;br /&gt;Joan;'Err...(looking abit shocked and stunned)'&lt;br /&gt;Unknown:'Yes! Very urgent! Can reserved or not?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I am still wondering how come stun until so long sia. Damn funny. Must see the face then know what i talking about. Ya. Finally when get the CD that time, she quite excited. She wasn't interested in what the shop sells anymore. Quickly, she went outside and open CD to see what it contains. The cool part is that it contains a sticker set. I seldom see those nowadays. Then get thanked non stop till reach the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrast to you anyway for finding the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this guy was uncovered when JW introduced to us a Japanese series called Nobuta Wo Produce. The plot isn't boring nor it is interesting. This show is basically very funny and contains one of the fundamentals of the human life which is friendship. The main characters of the show is damn power packed on lor. Even though the show is about transforming an ugly and unpopular girl into one that is very popular and pretty, the leading female actress in the ugly mode already very chio. Haha. Very weird. Transform that time even more chio. Haha. In the end when she finally knows how to smile that time remind a little about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBfzgWSI/AAAAAAAAACA/zgknHHK5dZ4/s1600-h/index_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBfzgWSI/AAAAAAAAACA/zgknHHK5dZ4/s200/index_01.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015826936096643362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ask you see the guys ah. The centre one okay? Haha. Btw misa is also acting as a supporting female lead in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending theme is also good. It talks about the power of youth. Seishun Amigo. If you want can go try to listen to it. It's from this ablumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBvzgWUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jmVJJ3xnl9A/s1600-h/shujitoakiraseishunamigolimite.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBvzgWUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jmVJJ3xnl9A/s200/shujitoakiraseishunamigolimite.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015826940391610690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Nobuta Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBvzgWTI/AAAAAAAAACI/kVgH-tTT1ZM/s1600-h/nobuta9mb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvMBvzgWTI/AAAAAAAAACI/kVgH-tTT1ZM/s200/nobuta9mb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015826940391610674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-112953405820965655?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/112953405820965655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=112953405820965655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/112953405820965655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/112953405820965655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/fruitful-day.html' title='A fruitful day..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZvIgvzgWRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2GFU-3UviZg/s72-c/ya.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-3395240345949083442</id><published>2007-01-02T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:43:15.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 YEAR ANNIVERSARY</title><content type='html'>Sorry for being abit emo in the previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Anniversary For My Blog which is created 2 years ago on 29122005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog was initially setted up because of fierce and intense peer pressure at some time of time in my life(lol). It used to offer memories that are held dear to someone(me la). Slowly, this blog became abandon by it's user(me la) for other social activites. The tagboard became cleaner and cleaner and this blog became deserated by the 'A' level period. During this time, the blog became a more quiet, silent and romantic place. The blog now is forgotten by frequent viewers in the past year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the blog continue to strive. Under a more romantic theme, the blog restart to glow with more spirt and life. It now contains a full variety of feelings, pictures and of course words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish this blog a happy 2nd year anniversary. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, to start off this new year with colours of the previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1oPzgWMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/latdGm9sf48/s1600-h/Pitstop+04092006+-+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1oPzgWMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/latdGm9sf48/s200/Pitstop+04092006+-+15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015380100584069314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siaos(minus ww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1ofzgWNI/AAAAAAAAABE/aoVdXQJBuSU/s1600-h/01012007+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1ofzgWNI/AAAAAAAAABE/aoVdXQJBuSU/s200/01012007+-+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015380104879036626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;216&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1ovzgWOI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZMnhF1zuKhI/s1600-h/Class+-+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1ovzgWOI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZMnhF1zuKhI/s200/Class+-+08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015380109174003938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1pvzgWPI/AAAAAAAAABU/lI0dhWmLRG4/s1600-h/PW+-+01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1pvzgWPI/AAAAAAAAABU/lI0dhWmLRG4/s200/PW+-+01.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015380126353873138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unnamed Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1p_zgWQI/AAAAAAAAABc/CC3UH-v1qVk/s1600-h/01012007+-+03_edited-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1p_zgWQI/AAAAAAAAABc/CC3UH-v1qVk/s200/01012007+-+03_edited-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015380130648840450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i find more only these will be posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-3395240345949083442?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/3395240345949083442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=3395240345949083442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3395240345949083442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/3395240345949083442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-year-anniversary.html' title='2 YEAR ANNIVERSARY'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZo1oPzgWMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/latdGm9sf48/s72-c/Pitstop+04092006+-+15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-5218716677844283898</id><published>2007-01-02T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T03:09:16.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>People say it is the end of 2006. Sad isn't it? For me, the need to go to school has ended. Looking back it seems that school isn't such an bad experience after all. Since the beginning of education, I have always thought education is the most important thing in this life of mine. Therefore, I placed a serious deal on books and such. The irony is that studies isn't my forte at all. I can still remember the days where I fail some subject and afraid to face my parents with the results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I didn't see life too importantly at that time. That's how i lived my life for 16 years. Pathetic isn't it? Life was so empty with absolutly no meaning at all. I didn't put in much effort to things I do. I escaped from whatever responsibility I have to take. Probably I felt ashamed to face myself at that time. Therefore, I never seem to like to take a photo or even dress myself up properly. Doesn't it seems that I am just a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate seems to play a cruel joke on me. That emptyness created much now becomes a disadvantage to me. Most people have learnt those 'common knowledge' in secondary school days or even earlier. Haha. I have always been envious of those people. Their abitily to think for themselves during their early days are really amazing. Somethings i wished i that kind of ability to be mature since young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. If I have been more aware of what I've been doing since young, I would probably succeeded in those. 2 years. I have only been given 2 years to put everything right. To me, it seems unfair and short. Schooling has never been more enjoyable. Suddenly, I started to put effort into the things I do. Slowly, my studies start to improve. My fittness started to get better. My social group started to expand. My smile was just being warmed up. I started organising gathering to catch up with one another. Just when I put everything into place. Just when I started being myself. 2 years have past. Everything happened so fast. If only time could slow down and or even stop. That would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I be selfish for once? This is what i asked myself before the 'A' level preminary examination. If you guys are lost at this point of time, don't worry. It isn't complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior Collage life is great! No no. It isn't for nerds nor it is for smart people. It comprises of many people from different aspects of life. There are those that are super rich and those that are just finacially average families like me. It's just another normal place where you play and have fun while studying at the same time. It is the period of time to be truely alive. That's why I started to live my life better during the span of 2 years. I really felt happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When I placed my hand on my chest feeling 'ta dub ta dub', I realised it great to be alive.' - adapted from 1 Litre of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I can't say I am living life to the fullest, I will try my best. Since I know time never go backward, therefore I will live tomorrow in a more optimistic fashion. Instead of feeling pity towards yourself for those things you didn't do, why not try to do it now? I am 18 years old. I'm still young. I'm glad. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes 2006. 2007 comes another challege. So how do I live my life from here onwards. Even though I never get any correct answer, at least I know I have tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007. &lt;br /&gt;What are those things that awaits me? Can I succeed in those things? What is my aim in life then? When will these questions be answered? It seems that I have stepped into another troublesome year. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------To those having the patience to read the above-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank the following people for making life a little more pleasant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dad, Mom, Brother - for enduring my antisocialness for 16 years and food and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wenwei, Yingsheng, Kelvin, Yongqing, Alaric, Yokeyong - for the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joan, Liling, XueJing, JingWen - for teaching me how to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Champ, Chenleong, Karwei, Junnah, Jerry, Joe, Huiting, Melvin, AlexTeng, Raymond, Tehhan - for the laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amelia, Yenling, Yiling, Shichie, Chester, Leqi, Sebestian, Marcus, Sylvester - for staying together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Serena, Zarifa - for the exciting time i had in floorball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caiting, Grace, Shannon, Raymond, Marcus, Xingling, XiaoJing - for my absense in band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you the above for being my friend. In the new year, I promised to become a better friend to help, to joke and to cry with. Even if the sky sets us apart. You guys will forever be my friends and family. A huge thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolution? Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;To find the path I intend to walk in life and to help find others find theirs too.&lt;br /&gt;To laugh as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;To be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;To be myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That sums everything for this year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now for 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5218716677844283898?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5218716677844283898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5218716677844283898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5218716677844283898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5218716677844283898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-8430127254678749350</id><published>2006-12-30T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T02:39:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I supposed to blog about something. So ya. Today i went out with a few of my fellow class people. I have forgotten how we all managed to start going out together. All i know is that it's the weridest combination i would have ever imagine. It's very difficult to believe anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZVd1OMyYUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L5hD5Hzp9oU/s1600-h/JW+-+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZVd1OMyYUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L5hD5Hzp9oU/s320/JW+-+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014016929073094978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="center"&gt;From left PohJingWen - Jo'an - Liling - Unknown&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to come up with a group name. So let's just leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to meet around 3.45pm at sembawang shopping centre. JingWen and Jo'an by a stoke of fate met at yishun MRT. In a bid to save me from the waiting time. They took a taxi. I am touched. Haha. Maybe not. Then we walk Giant finding things to buy. We then settle our dinner at Thailand store on the highest level. Soon after we started to play arcade. We then met our way to Northpoint to check out some CDs. Cab fare was 2.70 Singapore dollars. But Jo'an couldn't find her CD. She was sad. Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Those were the days where you type like this. I happened to filp through some primary school stuff and all my sentence like that one. Haha. So standard and stiffy. No wonder i keep failing my English. Okay. That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8430127254678749350?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8430127254678749350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8430127254678749350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8430127254678749350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8430127254678749350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-supposed-to-blog-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RZVd1OMyYUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L5hD5Hzp9oU/s72-c/JW+-+08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-2689452662464646326</id><published>2006-12-26T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:44:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy people in a crazy world..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes crazy people can spice up our lives once in a while. Otherwise, at times they really irritate people to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the good part. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;During Chirstmas Eve, 4 lonely guys namely melvin, jerry, karwei and me went out to sort of to hang out. When everything was over, melvin and me decide to take a bus home. Some SBS bus came first follow by a trans-island bus. Assuming that the bus was 851 that heads to Yishun we just told it. It wasn't before long that we realised that we are in the wrong bus. Why so? It is heading towards Bukit Panjang and woodlands road. LOL. Melvin and I was like 'what the ****' isn't this 851 or something. The crazy part is that we clearly assume the bus to be 851. When we came down(finally), the bus was 960. It doesn't even closly or remotely resemble 851 in anyway. Haha. That was just crazy. But everyone was happy. That's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bad part.&lt;br /&gt;Today, there was some guy that we encounter in the Orchard MRT station. He approached us in a rather fierce manner. It was so damn obvious that he is just another guy that wants people to donate money. However, his motion of doing so is simply ridiculous. He came and said 'hi, can i talk to your for a moment'. When we reply they we were in a rush, he continued by saying 'only for a moment la'. Here comes the crazy part. He put up his hand(sort of forcing us to stop) and in a really pissed off tone said 'can you like stop and listen?' Note, the tone here is some bad-ass attitude. I mean what the ****?!@#? Later i learnt that he used to be in jail and because of good attitude came out early. Then he could not find a job because of his record and doing a temporary job set up some government department to help them. He is doing dunno how many hours thingy and need to collect 400 bucks a day if not will go back jail again. I mean this one like spam la. I never ever heard of such a thing before. If you need help then give bad-ass attitude for what? How to sympatise with you? So now you are the most unfortunate people in the world la. Damn persistant lor. Keep repeating 'if within your means please donate' but obvious like force. I really don't know what's happening to this charity thing liao. Too big an irony for me to accept anymore. That's just another crazy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~~ Pissed Pissed~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note - Ever felt you knew someone, but in the end with your hopes held high. You get more and more dissapointed with the response that you get. People change. But do they really change that much. The shell still remains but the flesh harden. So tell me what now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2689452662464646326?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2689452662464646326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2689452662464646326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2689452662464646326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2689452662464646326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/crazy-people-in-crazy-world.html' title='Crazy people in a crazy world..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-5314643875515920008</id><published>2006-12-24T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:47:57.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>During the band festivial, i realised i did something very wrong. Haha. This is a formal apology to the person involved. Of course i won't say it's who. But ya. If the person involved sort of bump into this blog, you can see that i am very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for my actions. Haha. I mean i am serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thing happen today. The alumni band. The YJC concert. Haha. What a fully untilised day. Not only today. Yesterday the 22nd of December was equally as busy. For the first time in my life i had to celebrate birthday for 3 people in a row. Namely Yokeyong, JinHao &amp; Chester. Don't ask me to eat cake again. I am sort of sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18 Birthday to JinHao &amp; Happy 17 Birthday to Chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these recent days alot of nice songs keep coming out. I wonder if it is the chirstmas session or whatever. In any case check out 梁山伯与茱丽叶 by David Cao and some female singer whose name i forgotton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5314643875515920008?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5314643875515920008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5314643875515920008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5314643875515920008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5314643875515920008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-2625677127898243314</id><published>2006-12-18T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:15:20.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.I.S</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back. I never thought i will miss Singapore funny food. Roti prata la. Haha. Chiong ALL AH~~ Never know neverr thought.. Haiz~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band festivial? Haiz~~ I really wonder how people managed to talk me into performing into it. Wah Bang!! The first day like quite boring le. Haiz. 3 more days to go then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-2625677127898243314?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/2625677127898243314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=2625677127898243314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2625677127898243314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/2625677127898243314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/bis.html' title='B.I.S'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-636573142534150335</id><published>2006-12-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:45:43.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>Do i remind people of food? How come i seem to be getting food? This has started from sunday liao. Haha. Eating and Eating and More Eating. Sorry la. But i not easy get fat one. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really remind people of food ah? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. I really like this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RYAfxBFKljI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1fQh9oLeIwk/s1600-h/~Number+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RYAfxBFKljI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1fQh9oLeIwk/s320/~Number+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008037712600143410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. How? Not bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - 野豬大改造 is a nice show. Go check it out. It is in Japanese with chinese subtitle by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-636573142534150335?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/636573142534150335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=636573142534150335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/636573142534150335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/636573142534150335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RYAfxBFKljI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1fQh9oLeIwk/s72-c/~Number+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-8420005358806868921</id><published>2006-12-10T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:12:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rot Days..</title><content type='html'>Haiz. I seems that nothing is moving at the moment. People just staying at home playing monopoly and stuff. These are called rot days. Basically, these are days you just stay at home and rot. I never knew i will experience this kind of days myself because i won't allow it. However, the external factors are simply too great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so nice about photos? Haha. Don't people look as they are? Then excuses such as 'he/she look better in real life' comes about. So what's the point? Haha. Never mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RXuINJO6XTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F2RTgV67E4Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RXuINJO6XTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F2RTgV67E4Q/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006745170150579506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RXuINZO6XUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ewu-EnIAE1g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RXuINZO6XUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ewu-EnIAE1g/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006745174445546818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully cannot spot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Yet another rot day. I wonder what to do sia. Haiz~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8420005358806868921?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8420005358806868921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8420005358806868921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8420005358806868921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8420005358806868921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/rot-days.html' title='Rot Days..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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/_PV5lJsdNpuw/RXuINJO6XTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F2RTgV67E4Q/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20304570.post-5308390302121381490</id><published>2006-12-06T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T16:22:45.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom liao</title><content type='html'>Just as i aspected. The prom is a bit boring. The DJ used some overused games and lame jokes. Everyone was looking at their best i think. The food? To me i feel that it was really not bad. I particularly like the cheese cake very much. I'm not very sure why the rest feel that the food sux or something like that. Is it that i am like a frog living in a well? I really need to catch up with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing was a interesting experience. Being 17, i like forbbiden to go to some areas. Wah. So many people help me. I can never thank them enough. Then when i tried to help another. It failed. Super useless lor me. Straight away killed any mood i had left. Paiseh hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course got photos la. Serena said i finally know how to smile. Haha. It look no different to me le. I wonder why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-5308390302121381490?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/5308390302121381490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=5308390302121381490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5308390302121381490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/5308390302121381490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom-liao.html' title='Prom liao'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</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-20304570.post-8224116535817579270</id><published>2006-12-05T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:14:48.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom? Big ah..</title><content type='html'>Wah.. My blog so nice and quiet. I acutally like it. Type what i want what i feel blah blah blah. The page so dark so romantic. Haha. Nice nice. I acutally got good taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. The prom thing. Very troublesome meh? Cannot look for the cloths so angry liao. Those never go feel they very lucky. Haha. Just enjoy the shopping process la. Maybe i too long never shop liao. Come out walk walk also song mah. Some spend like siao while others niao like siao. It is a great event to see each other character. I think i am the dragging dragging type one. 'Zuuruuzuuruu'. If u got see FF7 then you will know what i am talking about la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then. I will try to survive tomorrow la. Until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Macross Zero OVA is good. Go check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20304570-8224116535817579270?l=sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/feeds/8224116535817579270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20304570&amp;postID=8224116535817579270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8224116535817579270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20304570/posts/default/8224116535817579270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonicsaberxexile.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom-big-ah.html' title='Prom? Big ah..'/><author><name>saberX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896294409579067194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
