<?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-10700211</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:18:44.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter tHE ^^JJ^^</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi. Ju here! This is my bloggy(like duh) and i really hope u like it. :P i'm not really an experienced blogger, but i'll try my best 2 keep u entertained ok?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-1058943834851134528</id><published>2012-01-01T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T02:05:44.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello beginning, goodbye end!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; As I stood at Clark Quay counting down the last seconds of the year, with my eye candy right beside me (through an unexpected chain of events), I felt marvelled at all I've been through the past 2011. I ORDed, I started by coaching career, I'm a uni undergrad now, and once again I'm looking for love at all the wrong places/people. This girl has the eyes/smile/voice of an angel which steals my heart every single time. And tonight, she looked amazing with her bare shoulder blouse! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Till now, I'm still struggling to figure her out... if she's interested or not, or if she even sees my attempts to reach out to her. It kinda seems I'm becoming more&amp;nbsp;chummy with her friends than with her.&amp;nbsp;I really want to be part of her life, and I'm hoping she can be a part of mine too.&amp;nbsp;I've been so bad at courtship so far, but I really do hope this one works out. Oh well, I really wish and pray that my next entry would bring good news in this department eh, eh?? Till then, this is Ju signing out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1058943834851134528?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1058943834851134528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1058943834851134528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1058943834851134528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1058943834851134528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-beginning-goodbye-end.html' title='hello beginning, goodbye end!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6258963561311963191</id><published>2011-08-09T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:04:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you!</title><content type='html'>Since that uncalled personal attack during HoN last night, I shall henceforth pledge to be a more successful person in every aspect than those elitist jackasses! ALL OF THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ragin off, &lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6258963561311963191?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6258963561311963191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6258963561311963191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6258963561311963191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6258963561311963191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/08/screw-you.html' title='Screw you!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-9119266333672607017</id><published>2011-08-02T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:48:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JDrama of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Brain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I first saw this title, I got the impression it was all gimicky and stuff.. kinda like Galileo was... But after getting started on episode 1, I simply couldn't stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was partially thanks to the stellar performance of an all-star cast epi after epi. The eccentricity of the lead was wonderfully portrayed by Kimura Takuya and the blur assistant Ayase Haruka. Was also awesome to see guest appearences from kame-kun (nerd ver.) and the oh-so talented Nakama Yukie with the flawless portrayal of a DiD suspect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &amp;nbsp;﻿plot twists were exciting and the humour was spot on. It's a pity the series is a tad short. Would love a season 2 if they don't ruin it.And did I mention that Nakama Yukie was awesome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till next time this is Ju signing off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-9119266333672607017?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9119266333672607017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=9119266333672607017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/9119266333672607017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/9119266333672607017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/08/jdrama-of-month.html' title='JDrama of the month'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-2355212777657344509</id><published>2011-07-21T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:31:27.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ju at the Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Scott Pilgrim VS The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk7iA-KVMDs/TiecRd7X5UI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EtUaAzapbYU/s1600/Scott-Pilgrim-Quad-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk7iA-KVMDs/TiecRd7X5UI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EtUaAzapbYU/s400/Scott-Pilgrim-Quad-Poster.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I never thought that anyone other than the japanese could make a manga-styled action random comedy into a movie (even they don't get it right). But along came Scott Pilgrim Vs The World. The lead is a cheating asshole nerd who has to fight Ramona's 7 exes as long as he wants to stay with her, as he breaks up with his current cute asian gf. Yea, the story is not really a story, and the scenes are all over the place. But the manga-arcade-styled fight scenes were done really well and there was hardly a part where it was really boring. The humour is random, which totally suits me rather than slapstick jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this ain't a show for everyone unless you're just in it for some good ol' brainless action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2355212777657344509?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2355212777657344509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2355212777657344509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2355212777657344509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2355212777657344509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/07/ju-at-movies.html' title='Ju at the Movies'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-Zk7iA-KVMDs/TiecRd7X5UI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EtUaAzapbYU/s72-c/Scott-Pilgrim-Quad-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-4053056943961017612</id><published>2011-07-03T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:29:14.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try this</title><content type='html'>Current weight: 87-88KG&lt;br /&gt;Current Date: 03/07/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target weight: 80-82KG&lt;br /&gt;Target Date: 05/08/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I make it? I got my fingers crossed...real tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diving trip registration tomorrow! Hope all goes as planned so I can get pics of the trip up here!!&lt;br /&gt;Till then. this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma meter: +3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4053056943961017612?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4053056943961017612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4053056943961017612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4053056943961017612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4053056943961017612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/07/lets-try-this.html' title='Let&apos;s try this'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1381067522287839983</id><published>2011-06-15T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:37:39.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Of The Month</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6CSryOc7wo/TfiYQLOe8bI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kuRP4ZEFrs8/s1600/highschool-of-the-dead-0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6CSryOc7wo/TfiYQLOe8bI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kuRP4ZEFrs8/s320/highschool-of-the-dead-0011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you might have already guessed right from the above picture, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;High School Of The Dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is pure fan service. Zombie-slaughtering, blood, weapons and best of all, those pairs of bullet-dodging, gravity defying, eye-popping boobs! There is hardly a storyline in sight, but with eye candy like this, to hell with storyline!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1381067522287839983?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1381067522287839983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1381067522287839983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1381067522287839983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1381067522287839983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/06/awesomeness-of-dead.html' title='Anime Of The Month'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-m6CSryOc7wo/TfiYQLOe8bI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kuRP4ZEFrs8/s72-c/highschool-of-the-dead-0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-4851401629805823184</id><published>2011-06-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T21:29:06.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ying yang</title><content type='html'>Be careful when you wish pple gd luck.. or promise to transfer yours over, coz apparently, mine seemed to have really been given away, thus here I am starting to regret my generosity... haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: Airplanes by B.O.B feat Hayley Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma level: -4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4851401629805823184?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4851401629805823184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4851401629805823184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4851401629805823184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4851401629805823184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/06/ying-yang.html' title='ying yang'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6610568742388818321</id><published>2011-06-06T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:42:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finality!</title><content type='html'>Now serving duty number: Last!! WaWaWa!! So far so good, save a food-wasting DOO, all is peaceful. The duty driver is a cool dude to boot. Did abit of stats, and reading of some book Shir lent me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still kinda raging inside though, that I've probably got 2 kites being flown on me. Is the karma going down? It's alright, I'll persevere for now and see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karma level: -1&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6610568742388818321?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6610568742388818321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6610568742388818321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6610568742388818321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6610568742388818321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/06/finality.html' title='Finality!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7721073460896013196</id><published>2011-06-05T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:43:06.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma Chameleon</title><content type='html'>Been on a roll with my newly gotten set of statistics and probability notes quite recently.. YES! you heard me right, stats and probs, and it's not the name of a new xbox game. It seems then I've got the mood to study now when I'm not actually in any school right now.. In fact, I don't even know if I've been accepted into UB or not as yet... Seriously hoping they would hurry up the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been testing out this theory I have about reversing what I'd call "karma" by&amp;nbsp;limiting certain actions. May sound totally superstitious, but i always&amp;nbsp;challenge fiction with known results... So far,&amp;nbsp;my karma ha been on a positive roll. Let's see how long it'll last eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma Level: +2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, some random pic from some time ago.. Cheesy I know, but I quite like em since we hardly have pics together. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7v6Y21DIN4/TeukGOJO4rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/-XG71RtYC9A/s1600/jasbday2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7v6Y21DIN4/TeukGOJO4rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/-XG71RtYC9A/s200/jasbday2.JPG" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EItF9wncFNU/TeukA8ylZWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4zwntrtomV8/s1600/jasbday3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EItF9wncFNU/TeukA8ylZWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4zwntrtomV8/s200/jasbday3.JPG" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8ZV_FosL9U/TeukONgyN4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/bUA_oByUwdo/s1600/jasbday1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8ZV_FosL9U/TeukONgyN4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/bUA_oByUwdo/s200/jasbday1.JPG" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7721073460896013196?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7721073460896013196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7721073460896013196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7721073460896013196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7721073460896013196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/06/karma-chameleon.html' title='Karma Chameleon'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-E7v6Y21DIN4/TeukGOJO4rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/-XG71RtYC9A/s72-c/jasbday2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2468449961894693240</id><published>2011-05-30T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:50:48.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time capsule</title><content type='html'>I was clearing out some stuff, belated spring cleaning if you may, when I chanced upon a journal I used to write back in the poly days, together with Elai and Zi Min. I flipped through a couple of pages, with the intention of remininscing the good ol' poly days, and the first thought that flashed through my mind as I began reading the entries was....THIS BOOK SHALL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!!! There were plenty of raw nerves, mine mostly, struck in there which will definitely not be discussed here, or anywhere to anyone in the near future. I promptly snuck it safely away until the next time I stuble upon it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past saturday during another coaching session, I found out the hard way that trying to talk lke a 3-year old doesn't necessarily yield the exact result I expected... Instead of engaging the interest of the kid, she somehow transformed from a shy introvert kid, to a laughing maniac on 2 legs, who was hell-bent on doing nothing but laughing her lungs out.... nothing I said got through to her anymore, as every word coming out from my mouth seemed to be the joke of the century. Seems like I still got a long way to go for my coaching career to actually take off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2468449961894693240?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2468449961894693240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2468449961894693240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2468449961894693240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2468449961894693240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-capsule.html' title='Time capsule'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-2998560863221960479</id><published>2011-05-22T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T11:08:45.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Crows, Cats and a Cute squirrel</title><content type='html'>After a 20 month hiatus, a helicopter trip I was barely conscious enough to experience, a heartwarming 21st birthday and a history-making election, FINALLYYYY, Ju is back!!!&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'm hitting the 20th month anniversary of NS enrollment and unlike the sweet birds and bees of boy-girl (let's not dwell into the realms of homosexuality) relationship, I can't wait for these bonds to be broken! It's not that I'm suffering here... in fact this is probably the best conditions anyone can hope for in here; 8am -5pm from Mon-Friday with sufficient leaves and occasional Offs and a whopping 365 days of MC entitlement, throwing in the fact that it is literally walking distance from home (though my lazy ass beckons me to drive instead). But greater things await me out there. I feel that I have matured substantially,&amp;nbsp; although I still make stupid mistakes more often than I'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of my 22mth journey lies the next chapter of my life -- More studying! WHAT?!? Why the heck am I looking forward to something I've spent most of my time lamenting upon?? Simply put, This time, I chose what I want to do, where I want to do it and everything it offers in between and I'm all psyched out about it. (pun intended) Yes, it has one hell of a price tag on it(which my mum never fails to grab an opportunity to harp on it), and everyone is saying the job prospects are bleak if you do a half-assed job of it. Thus, this post shall be a reminder and motivation to the future me, who is on the verge of quitting.. Gambattei!!! You have been down and out for far too long!! You/I made this decision to take this course, so you better jolly well make full use of it and not disappoint yourself/myself and everyone who had faith in you/me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will devote a whole post next time to my "spin-off" life as a swimming instructor, till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLVHyM1UbCE/Tdh-DN3LCiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZtJ8PhYMhE0/s1600/classicshirt6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLVHyM1UbCE/Tdh-DN3LCiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZtJ8PhYMhE0/s400/classicshirt6.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No furthur comments required&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2998560863221960479?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2998560863221960479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2998560863221960479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2998560863221960479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2998560863221960479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2011/05/tale-of-crows-cats-and-cute-squirrel.html' title='A Tale of Crows, Cats and a Cute squirrel'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-PLVHyM1UbCE/Tdh-DN3LCiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZtJ8PhYMhE0/s72-c/classicshirt6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-1939503515255663183</id><published>2009-09-04T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:59:58.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drama of the week this time is &lt;u&gt;Yukan Club.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SqCrxgs06fI/AAAAAAAAAbM/07W32rUsQoA/s1600-h/yukan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SqCrxgs06fI/AAAAAAAAAbM/07W32rUsQoA/s320/yukan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are a group of rich elite&amp;nbsp;kids solving mysteries to past time. They are really a most unexpected combination of people, which makes this drama so intriguing. A geek who is a master of martial arts, and a violent&amp;nbsp;uncouth&amp;nbsp;glutton&amp;nbsp;as a heiress to a rich family. Of course, it's their imperfection that makes them perfect. And yet, they work together so well. Relly envy and miss those kinda unwavering friendship and understanding. For more info,&amp;nbsp;go watch it ! The best critic can only be yourself and your own opinions. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1939503515255663183?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1939503515255663183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1939503515255663183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1939503515255663183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1939503515255663183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/09/drama-of-week.html' title='Drama of the week'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SqCrxgs06fI/AAAAAAAAAbM/07W32rUsQoA/s72-c/yukan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2664141291458312136</id><published>2009-09-03T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:57:38.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinds</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why I thought I could trust in you. Well, you've proven me wrong. Some things never change do they...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2664141291458312136?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2664141291458312136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2664141291458312136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2664141291458312136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2664141291458312136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/09/blinds.html' title='Blinds'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1101275919466659069</id><published>2009-09-03T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:56:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rant on an imperfect blog</title><content type='html'>Sky is dark, mood kinda dull and to top it, listening to a really emotional Shou Xin by Genie Zhuo. Sure makes anyone's day huh. But it's alright. Had loads of fun and laughter with the not-so-sengkang gang at CS and L4D yts. Y not so sengkang? Coz yj, the only sengkang guy there just moved to punggol. Leaving none of the 4 of us from the SK gang leaving in SK at all... The IRONY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still scratching my head on whether I wanna go diving during my 4 day trip to Tioman in abt 2 days. I was suposed 2 b looking forward to diving aint I? So y the hesitation now? Bah, having alot of weird weird contradicting feelings lately... MUST be the influence of that muffin owner.... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment getting closer and closer =DD No, im not nuts, seriously, I'm looking forward to this all expense paid weight loss programme! In fact, I even get paid peanuts for it! Everyone is going in one by one. Yet my enlistment date so late... nvm, its coming soon.. ANTICIPATION..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1101275919466659069?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1101275919466659069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1101275919466659069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1101275919466659069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1101275919466659069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-rant-on-imperfect-blog.html' title='random rant on an imperfect blog'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7848958259996859022</id><published>2009-08-14T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:39:36.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE!!</title><content type='html'>Finally free from all obligations... for the next 1.5 months! Just completed my contract with parkway health as a temp screener. The kinda job which lets u poke a probe into pple's ear and hear them complain. (p p p poker your face)&lt;br /&gt;The job was really great, since we're situated right splat in e middle of the furnace of balestier. Bak Kut Teh eat till sian, and somehow managed to sum up a $10 bill for a chicken rice set. The people are really nice as they totally close both eyes to any eat snake incidents.... Let's face it, for a temp job, this is e best u can ask for. AND, lunch is sponsored! Pretty lazy to get my pics up coz blogger kinda sux, so use ur imagination then... Next up, enlistment 06 Oct.. Can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7848958259996859022?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7848958259996859022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7848958259996859022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7848958259996859022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7848958259996859022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/free.html' title='FREE!!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-4175402700892229291</id><published>2009-02-09T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:50:48.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuddup n drive</title><content type='html'>The feeling was kinda bizzare, when I was sitting there waiting for my name to be called. I was shivering on the outside, yet I was burning inside. After a wait which seemed like eternity, I heard my name being called. I followed the man down to meet my destiny. It was do or die.&lt;br /&gt;About 30 minutes later, I was sitting in a room, watching the video every driver has to watch before attaining their driver's license. YESS!! I PASSED!! After 5 fruitless attempt, the struggle and the wait was over! I'd like to thank everyone who has given me their support all this time... Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4175402700892229291?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4175402700892229291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4175402700892229291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4175402700892229291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4175402700892229291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/shuddup-n-drive.html' title='Shuddup n drive'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-5126858333324796300</id><published>2009-02-05T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:22:42.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I wrote this for my NTU admssion essay. I kinda realized it's inspirational value after finishing it, and just decided to share it with u guys. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since childhood, I have had many dreams and ambitions on how I would like to live a luxurious life and being able to support my family at the same time. As time moves on, I begin to realize that these dreams don’t just happen. I always had the mindset that things will always work out, as long as you do it with a smile. Though I still keep that smile on, it is also true that once in awhile, when no one is behind you to give you that extra push, what you really need is the urge to want achieve your goal. I truly understood the meaning only after my dad told me his life story. About how he was brought up in a broken family and was an unwanted child. Yet, under his aunt’s care, my dad would not resign his life to fate; he secretly went to swimming pools to watch others swim, memorized their strokes and practiced on his own. Taking water sports as his passion, my dad started engaging in several activities, such as windsurfing, canoeing and sailing. And now, he not only imparts swimming skills to me, he also coaches schools around Singapore, imparting valuable life experiences, one stroke at a time. It is because of his continuous motivation and life lessons that I have not only also immersed myself in the world of sports, but to understand the true meaning of the word "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5126858333324796300?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5126858333324796300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5126858333324796300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5126858333324796300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5126858333324796300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-8966011886430991993</id><published>2009-01-05T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:13:51.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Laugh</title><content type='html'>Went CNY shopping with some of the BME guys 2day, and I tell u, I've never been so humiliated by a salesman EVER! Such utterly horrible customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Penisular Shopping Centre basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop name: Punjab something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere: Cramped and stuffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were window shopping within penninsular shopping centre, what I presumed to be the store owner's son was touting at us to check out his shop, in a mix of a little mandarin and english. "was probably a punjabi if u were wondering" Was just looking through the clothes coz a certain design caught my eye. An old salesman came up to me and asked for my preference in what seemed a gesture of good salesmanship. I kindly told him that I was still browsing through the others. He retorted with "why say browse?! Just say you're checking, check, take and buy!" I just smiled it off regarding it as nothing more than a straightforward sales tactic. He then reccomended a colour and size for me, and shoved the shirt to me insisting I put it on over my current t-shirt to give it a try. So, I put it on to size it up, and was having doubts since I have never gone checkered shirt before. And i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asked myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aloud "should I go checkered?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing my expression, he remarked &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Why are you still wondering if you should wear checkered?! You were looking the whole set of checkered shirts down there, so I picked one for you. You like this one, you just buy? You ask yourself this, make yourself look like a fool! You're like a clown, keep looking but ask yourself if you want to buy!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words, I immediately removed the shirt, left it there and stormed out without a single word, face as black as unburnt charcoal. 2 words described my feelings then:FUCKED UP. What kinda customer service was that?! I had every right to BROWSE and doubt my OWN sense of taste. He had NO RIGHTS whatsoever to insult me in such a manner. I'd really BE A FOOL if I made a purchase from him..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seemd the whole lot of us couldn't stand his untactful sales methods. We went 3 floors above to another clothing store, which was alot more spacious and well ventilated, and when I saw a shirt with exactly the same design and cutting, I hawked right onto it, trying it on right away. I was wary of the salesman at that time. On the contrary, this store trained their staff well. He asked which colours and size I wanted with a pleasant smile, and showed me the range of clothings accortding to my preference. He gave me the freedom to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BROWSE and try the clothes on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as much as I wanted and gave suggestions instead of forced selling. I bought the EXACT same design I saw at the previous store and another long sleeved checkered shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SWDtAioL9BI/AAAAAAAAAas/hKM6j8GwNDM/s1600-h/SANY0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287486556084106258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SWDtAioL9BI/AAAAAAAAAas/hKM6j8GwNDM/s320/SANY0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SWDtARY5-uI/AAAAAAAAAak/YFKv2q64kso/s1600-h/SANY0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287486551456611042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SWDtARY5-uI/AAAAAAAAAak/YFKv2q64kso/s320/SANY0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our purchase, with shopping bags in hand, we slowly walked past that previous store slowly and the look of content hung proudly on our faces. The owner's kid was desperately trying to get us back in with promises of discounts. Too bad, I probably wouldn't even step in there ever again even if they gave me those shirts for FREE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju storming off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: I got the shirt at 20 bucks while that assclown offered 28bucks. Kiss my Fool's ass please...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8966011886430991993?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8966011886430991993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8966011886430991993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8966011886430991993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8966011886430991993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-laugh.html' title='The Last Laugh'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SWDtAioL9BI/AAAAAAAAAas/hKM6j8GwNDM/s72-c/SANY0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-1966208424663024616</id><published>2008-12-12T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:15:12.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ju stood still at the movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day the earth stood still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SUIBXEkxc3I/AAAAAAAAAac/402QfEt04wU/s1600-h/alien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278783209108239218" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SUIBXEkxc3I/AAAAAAAAAac/402QfEt04wU/s320/alien.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie ended, seemed like some people around the theater also "stood still" ... going "HUH?! liddat end aR?!" This short remake of the 1951 version of the same name was kinda compressed in my opinion. Nothing too spectacular about the plot, the same old "destroy-the-humans-to-save-the-world" sci-fi flick. And in the end, the world is saved once again, thanks to.. the messenger who brought the news of the impending doom, the all so suave keanu reeves.&lt;br /&gt;But praises still go to the movie for its stunning visual graphics and a scene where keanu struggles to converse in mandarin... *giggles all around the theater can be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the show has not enough: Awesomeness/ slapstick humour/tearjerkers. It has a little bit of everything, which made it end up looking like a bundle of nothing. I'd give it a rating of 3/5 stars. Watch it for keanu or if you really have nothing else to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1966208424663024616?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1966208424663024616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1966208424663024616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1966208424663024616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1966208424663024616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/ju-stood-still-at-movies.html' title='Ju stood still at the movies'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SUIBXEkxc3I/AAAAAAAAAac/402QfEt04wU/s72-c/alien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5683974460385823213</id><published>2008-12-02T21:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:23:27.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad and The Cuddly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/STU7lP-21sI/AAAAAAAAAaE/P8p_x1QZYDE/s1600-h/muffin+wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275188049665775298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/STU7lP-21sI/AAAAAAAAAaE/P8p_x1QZYDE/s400/muffin+wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name: Muffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Age: 2 -3 Months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aliases: Mafia, Muffster, Oie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Special Traits: Gives the"poor thing" stare when you scold her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last seen: Somewhere in the heart of admiralty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days spent boarding Muffin was a cool experience. Guess it was kinda opposite of what I expected, since the "angel" was actually Muffin since Brandy pissed all over the house everytime he sees her. What kinda warped reaction is that man? And because og him, I had to do the most housework I've ever done in those 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin really is the most adorable thing ever. Like one of those plush toys you get from mini toons, only diff is that it moves without a batt, it pisses and poops and she gets all ecstatic when you come home, waiting for more attention from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it kinda appeared that after awhile, Brandy started becoming the submissive one since Muffin's curiosity made her want to find out what made Brandy's snout so long or something, since she kept attempting to pounce on Brandy's nose. Really was the funniest thing to witness la. Too bad, I was too busy laughing at that wussy known as Brandy that I forgot to actually get a vid or a pic of Muffin in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, Muffin is an expert treasure hunter la. As I was sitting there playing my ps2, she starting fetching all kinda weird stuff, like socks or toys which have gone missing for milleniums. Overall, it was an enjoyable experience having a mini walking carpet trotting all over the house just seeking for more attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/STVEDq786uI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FJ94UK11s80/s1600-h/Brandy+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197368390445794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/STVEDq786uI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FJ94UK11s80/s320/Brandy+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muffin: All your fault la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brandy: How I know...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5683974460385823213?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5683974460385823213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5683974460385823213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5683974460385823213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5683974460385823213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-bad-and-cuddly.html' title='The Good, The Bad and The Cuddly'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/STU7lP-21sI/AAAAAAAAAaE/P8p_x1QZYDE/s72-c/muffin+wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-69327560532086587</id><published>2008-11-26T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:06:26.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in place</title><content type='html'>It's been 3 days since attachment started and I still haven't got a clue waht I'm here for!! Been spending most of the previous 2 days training for napfa, playing viwawa chinese chess and watching online movies. Keeping an eye out for incoming "pounces" by some of em lecturers. Seems like they're closing an eye and a half anyway. Better keep it that way and not push my luck 2 far huh.&lt;br /&gt;So glad the attachment era has finally come to an end and yea, no more rising at 5am in the bloody morning and staring at a damn screen blankly while waiting for the nxt lunch break. No more repeated rants and nonsensical complaints from a certain MIC and damn hell no more JUMPSUITS!! yipee! But I'll still miss e peeps there, but we'll be having a meetup soon, so its cool :D Anyways, stoning sesion resumes now, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-69327560532086587?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/69327560532086587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=69327560532086587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/69327560532086587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/69327560532086587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-place.html' title='Back in place'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-707987516221027634</id><published>2008-11-15T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:54:35.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return in the making</title><content type='html'>The countdown begins...! 1 more week before I re-enter the realms known as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;. Ok, i've been in and out of NYP during my attachment period. But I swear, what those people said was true. Study life is still the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;. You get to mingle with your pals, you get to study and slack, you get to turn around and say F*** Rules! once in awhile. Everything young happens in school. Yes, you do have friends at around, but the atmosphere is totally different. There is fear looming in the air that someone may get "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;chopped&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; or "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;arrowed&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Alot of finger pointing and flying knives around. So, behind every smile is a million daggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I've totally run out of brain juice since the last time I blogged. Work life does this to you. Its saps all creativity away and replaces it with a continuum of nothingness. Bleah..! Seriously, hardly anything worth looking forward to other than my latest craving for&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basketball.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's never too late to learn somth new ok. I know what you're thinking... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SR7F9m7uq9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kO0VthtPIi0/s1600-h/do-not-stay-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268866276283821010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SR7F9m7uq9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kO0VthtPIi0/s320/do-not-stay-here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (And no, I don't mean that.. Pls enjoy your stay here...!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-707987516221027634?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/707987516221027634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=707987516221027634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/707987516221027634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/707987516221027634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/return-in-making.html' title='The return in the making'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SR7F9m7uq9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kO0VthtPIi0/s72-c/do-not-stay-here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-8720987777801997262</id><published>2008-11-04T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:36.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ju goes to the Movies! (at home)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ju's Movie Reccomendation Of The Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SRBsXOI-IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7pcWCT-YK-c/s1600-h/shinobi+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264827110584623666" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SRBsXOI-IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7pcWCT-YK-c/s320/shinobi+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Shinobi: Heart under blade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may recognize:&lt;/strong&gt; Nakami Yuki from Ring 0 and Trick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sypnosis:&lt;/strong&gt; Guess Wiki will do that job for me. Just get it &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SHINOBI_Heart_Under_Blade"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0cNmSwZD8_c"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt; of the show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My opinion:&lt;/strong&gt; If you liked Naruto, you're gonna fall immediately in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOOOOVVVEE&lt;/span&gt; with shinobi. There's a slight touch of star-crossed romance and stunning scenery. But the main allue of this masterpiece is the fascinating and eye-opening visual effects of the fight scenes. You may even realize that most of the attacks and skills used in the movie may even have inspired the characters for Naruto. In other words, this movie is like watching a live action version of Naruto, without of course the idiotic rantings of that blonde hokage wannabe. I give this movie 4/5 stars. The plot could be improved, but the visual effects were awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8720987777801997262?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8720987777801997262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8720987777801997262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8720987777801997262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8720987777801997262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/ju-goes-to-movies-at-home.html' title='Ju goes to the Movies! (at home)'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SRBsXOI-IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/7pcWCT-YK-c/s72-c/shinobi+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-1412181024555228515</id><published>2008-10-27T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:30:12.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With or Without</title><content type='html'>I'm alone. I've always have been. I've known that all along, yet I try to hide it hoping that one day it would all change. Wishful dreaming. Last wednesday, you people proved to me how &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uneeded&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;unimportant&lt;/span&gt; I am to the team. You seek for change, you do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing but talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but are unwilling to accept the reality that comes along with it when action is finally taken. How very &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sad and pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time, for the last and final time, I'm turning my back. To take back what's mine. You talk about memories? About fun times? Fuck em, there are some things in this world I can do without. And guess what? You people are one of em. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go screw yourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SQWJrPwjKXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gJr19Btta1I/s1600-h/ysoserious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261763115709835634" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SQWJrPwjKXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gJr19Btta1I/s320/ysoserious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1412181024555228515?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1412181024555228515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1412181024555228515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1412181024555228515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1412181024555228515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/with-or-without.html' title='With or Without'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SQWJrPwjKXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gJr19Btta1I/s72-c/ysoserious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-7396426755621002495</id><published>2008-10-18T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:42:48.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tales of blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tales of shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears of sadness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The most painful words are not those of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But those which are often left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's left after everything falls piece to piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are the closest things that we fail to see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Been a long time since i've written a poem huh? This was the result of hours of boredome during attachment. Hope you enjoyed it. Seems like I'm suffering from an illness known as Attachment Boredome Condition in short:ABC. Anyways, here's another by-product of ABC, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, this world, this life is unfair. But it seems unfairness is what makes it revolve aint it? But have you ever wondered what this unfairness everyone's been grumbling about actually is?Today, I'll attempt to classify a couple of them just for the fun of it cause truthfully speaking, I've got nothing better to do... &lt;strong&gt;LITERALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like some people, no matter how much of a jerk/asshole he is, seems to get alot of attention and affection from the people around him. While someone who means no harm and is only trying his best to socialize may in fact get nothing but ugly stares and labelled as "attention seeker" instead. Sad but very true. It may be caused by factors such as looks or simply because he was born with a natural attractiveness that makes people wanna be close with him. But in most cases, it seems to be a case of cognitive dissonance. Whereby the person isn't actually really smart or knockout gorgeous, but just because his/her clique has certain people, others are obliged to wanna join it. Kinda like a fan club thing if u're getting my drift. Don't be afraid of being who you are, there's always someone out there who loves that side of you. It's only a matter of time before you bump into each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say "Money can't buy you everything". Well, name me something you can't buy. Happiness? The modern society is a materialistic one. If being happy means staying in the trend, money is your solution. If happiness is the ability to give your partner a good time (applies mainly for guys), money is the way. Need a new game? A ps3? Xbox 360? yup, once again its comes down to money. Love can be bought (refering to material gals). Money too has the power to make and break a seemingly strong friendship.So, as proven this world is powered by these slips of paper and coins. Sing it with me "money money money, it's so funny..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus in this context the luckiest ones are those born with a silver spoon stuck in their gullet right? True true.But with great cash comes great responsibility. Some or should I say majority of these rich kids, along with that silver spoon are stuffed with tuitions and trainings from dusk till dawn. They simply have zero personal time much less time to socialize. Thus, the obvious conclusion is that money, no matter how much, simply CANNOT buy back precious lost time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think this should cover social and financial unfairness for now (wow, make myself sound like some psychologist expert only... :P) Might or might not move on to physical unfainess next time. Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;ps: this post is based purely on my own experience and my own words. Any similarity with any notes or books whatever is purely coincidental. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7396426755621002495?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7396426755621002495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7396426755621002495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7396426755621002495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7396426755621002495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/face-value.html' title='Face Value'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-165947205685899667</id><published>2008-09-06T21:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:41:56.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception of a deception</title><content type='html'>PfFftt!! Just got back from SLSS open water comp &lt;strong&gt;PART 1&lt;/strong&gt; and already I'm half-burnt and totally exhausted. And there's still part two tml.... =.= Though I didn't qualify for anything, I'm still kinda ok with, since I hardly got to train coz of sickness and tight schedules.. (EXCUSES!!!) and also gotta play bb ball and have a great chat with the sports eagle pple. A lil reunion kinda thing, so it was kinda alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the attachment update!! The day the HR dude gave me the call (day of the final exam paper) was probably the most dreaded attachment experience so far. When he mentioned I was posted to BD, I had my hopes up really high since there's a BD factory in Yishun. So i asked him to clarify which branch. The answer: Tuas. @#$%^!@ was kinda my first reaction. I slowly calmed down a little and thougt it wasn't too bad.... till I found out that work starts at 8AM for me, while pple at amk starts at 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's a company bus there and back from northpoint, only thing is, it arrives at 6.30am!! And I gotta pry my eyes open at 5.30am! Even chickens don't rise that early la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so far, all I've been doing is stalking the machine operators and trying to figure out what buttons he is meshing and what it does. I'm working in a department which produces disposable safety &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;injection needles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and syringes btw. Needles ar, not noodles. (&lt;em&gt;shivers&lt;/em&gt;) The place I'm working, I guess the most common word would be "HUH?!" Coz we're supposed to put oin an entire jumpsuit(which makes us look like siao lang escapees) along with safety goggles and earplugs EVERTIME we enter the factory. Even going to the toilet or for breaks requires to go through the whole process of suiting up and unsuiting. But it aint that bad once u get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SMKKhOQZHEI/AAAAAAAAASY/h-6nmkgImEM/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242905219579845698" style="WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="261" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SMKKhOQZHEI/AAAAAAAAASY/h-6nmkgImEM/s320/Image056.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this is how e suit looks like hairnet, goggles and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like it's always break time there. work starts at 8, walk around a little, and very soon its 9am = breaktime! 9.30 we come back, work till 11.30, LUNCH BREAK! Come back at 12.30 work till 3, TEA BREAK! Return at 3.30 work till 4.30, GO HOME!! So, its eat, eat and eat there... I've decided to only eat at lunch or my diet plan would only be working INVERSELY..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the operators working there are malaysians, so communication isn't tough at all. In fact, their e best bunch of people u could ever wish to work with. They're open to any kind of questions, guide me on anything AND makes sure u're informed of every break time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sorted into groups of two for each department and mine is called the eclipse needle. Cool name huh? What's an eclipse needle? If I told u, I'd have to kill you. *GRINZ* And I'm working with an ME china student. She's got a bubbly personality, but forever bullying me...right after she found out I'm younger than her by a couple of years... =.= Said I looked matured at first... SheeSh~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if u're damn free and need a good laugh, go to &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v150657934rrMkFqt?jsonParams=%257B%2522region%2522%253A%2522%2522%252C%2522range%2522%253A%2522a%2522%252C%2522query%2522%253A%2522death%2Bnote%2Bparody%2522%252C%2522rlmax%2522%253Anull%252C%2522seasonNumber%2522%253A0%252C%2522rlmin%2522%253A0%252C%2522requestType%2522%253A%2522user%2522%252C%2522sId%2522%253A%252234724618167266886%2522%252C%2522veohOnly%2522%253Atrue%252C%2522episodeNumber%2522%253A0%252C%2522country%2522%253A%2522%2522%252C%2522order%2522%253A%2522default%2522%257D&amp;amp;context=SEARCH&amp;amp;viewType=search"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.veoh.com/videos/v150657934rrMkFqt?jsonParams=%257B%2522region%2522%253A%2522%2522%252C%2522range%2522%253A%2522a%2522%252C%2522query%2522%253A%2522death%2Bnote%2Bparody%2522%252C%2522rlmax%2522%253Anull%252C%2522seasonNumber%2522%253A0%252C%2522rlmin%2522%253A0%252C%2522requestType%2522%253A%2522user%2522%252C%2522sId%2522%253A%252234724618167266886%2522%252C%2522veohOnly%2522%253Atrue%252C%2522episodeNumber%2522%253A0%252C%2522country%2522%253A%2522%2522%252C%2522order%2522%253A%2522default%2522%257D&amp;amp;context=SEARCH&amp;amp;viewType=search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for this deathnote paradody. (wow, e link's damn bloody long) Alright, gotta reserve some strength for tml, so till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SMKKg7BmwkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/woMtbIjEVXA/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242905214417551938" style="CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SMKKg7BmwkI/AAAAAAAAASQ/woMtbIjEVXA/s320/Image052.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A company reminder from e gents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-165947205685899667?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/165947205685899667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=165947205685899667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/165947205685899667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/165947205685899667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/perception-of-deception.html' title='Perception of a deception'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SMKKhOQZHEI/AAAAAAAAASY/h-6nmkgImEM/s72-c/Image056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5238575325541636422</id><published>2008-08-30T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:35:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time 2 go</title><content type='html'>Holiday mood is here!! And so are my fresh rope burns.... Feels great to have em back actually, wahaha!! Coz its e sign i'm actually doing something for this sunday's competition. Well, gotta make full use of what little of my holiday spirit I have to the max since Imma starting work come monday. Hope everything goes smoothly for the attachment since the location itself is a real putoff: Tuas. Oh well, just gotta take it as it comes.. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLhBba6CKII/AAAAAAAAASI/m1kVnnmzfA0/s1600-h/dying-prohibited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240010105780578434" style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLhBba6CKII/AAAAAAAAASI/m1kVnnmzfA0/s320/dying-prohibited.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5238575325541636422?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5238575325541636422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5238575325541636422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5238575325541636422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5238575325541636422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-2-go.html' title='time 2 go'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLhBba6CKII/AAAAAAAAASI/m1kVnnmzfA0/s72-c/dying-prohibited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-8303097107771207088</id><published>2008-08-26T02:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:30:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaddict Watch</title><content type='html'>It's been decided!! For the past few months I've been onto jdramas, animes and movies as u all might know. So, here's my overall top 5 ranking for all the jstuff mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.1: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liar_game"&gt;Liar Game&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Series&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Money makes the world go round, especially if it's the mind which powers it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99tLmp5I/AAAAAAAAARw/hvxi5aS37As/s1600-h/liar+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238528553127421842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99tLmp5I/AAAAAAAAARw/hvxi5aS37As/s320/liar+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(remember Misa from deathnote? She's kinda super bimbotic in this show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.2: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Always_Sanch%C5%8Dme_no_Y%C5%ABhi"&gt;Always:Sunset on third street &lt;/a&gt;1 &amp;amp; 2(&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Movie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hard to find a good sequel these days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL9-IBGgAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sv217FUtrDw/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238528560331128834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL9-IBGgAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sv217FUtrDw/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The kinda show which makes you wish you were there...simply heartwarming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.3:&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Kurosagi"&gt;Kurosagi &lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Series&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The movie was kinda disappointing though...&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLNnkXauHMI/AAAAAAAAASA/uvpVN2pkVRM/s1600-h/kurosagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238644666021059778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLNnkXauHMI/AAAAAAAAASA/uvpVN2pkVRM/s320/kurosagi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wow, just loved this pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.4: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Densha_otoko"&gt;Densha Otoko&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Series&lt;/span&gt; based &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; on a true story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99tHESKI/AAAAAAAAARo/gnbpYvoSKLU/s1600-h/densha+otoko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238528553108392098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99tHESKI/AAAAAAAAARo/gnbpYvoSKLU/s320/densha+otoko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Not all that glitters is gold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.5: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Code_geass"&gt;Code Geass&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of absoulte control over the human mind. How would you use it?&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99bHeOHI/AAAAAAAAARY/cigotVycMD4/s1600-h/code+geass.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238528548278253682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99bHeOHI/AAAAAAAAARY/cigotVycMD4/s320/code+geass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;a lil mix of Deathnote &amp;amp; Gundam. Brains n Power, u get the drift...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click on the names for links to wiki for furthur description. Careful though, Wiki isn't exactly discreet about spoilers. Thanks go out to the dudes and ladies who recommended some of these shows. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8303097107771207088?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8303097107771207088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8303097107771207088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8303097107771207088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8303097107771207088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/jaddict-watch.html' title='Jaddict Watch'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLL99tLmp5I/AAAAAAAAARw/hvxi5aS37As/s72-c/liar+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-678257591078501747</id><published>2008-08-23T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:11:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffs</title><content type='html'>This flu is taking so damn long to recover, it's totally pissing me off~~!! Along with these rashes, running nose, blood-spitting coughs and killer headaches, I'm starting to think my path to insanity has been well paved. On another note, its 2 papers down and one last paper in my entire poly life left to go!! Yipee~!! Hope all goes well man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, there are a few people in mind I'd like to congratulate. I bet most of u readers know their names by heart by now. Firstly, I'd like to congratulate Micheal Phelps for his godly gold medals. All 8 of them. Especially the one he barely grasped with a 0.1s lead. Amazing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Next would be Usain Bolt, though cocky, but admirable stuff. He deserves the rights to brag man. And to all those who  trained their asses off for their country and did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;their homeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; proud. I salute you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my own hands tied up for my own upcoming competition. Hardly had the chance to train lately given all these exams and bloody sicknesses which only keeps coming... Guess I'll just end here for now, till next time this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLAZFSujsII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Vu4CTnO36LU/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713945349042306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLAZFSujsII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Vu4CTnO36LU/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahh.. the ironies of life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-678257591078501747?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/678257591078501747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=678257591078501747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/678257591078501747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/678257591078501747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/sniffs.html' title='Sniffs'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SLAZFSujsII/AAAAAAAAARQ/Vu4CTnO36LU/s72-c/Image054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2638209863186791175</id><published>2008-08-05T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:40:22.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not about the game, but how u play it</title><content type='html'>Wowza~~! Feeling kinda free now, just ended 1 lab,  1 common test, 1 lab report, 1 A.S.S report, 1 techno report and 3/4 way through my design report. Although I can't say i'm clear of everything, it just feels good to have so much off my shoulders. Ahh.. the fruits of procrastination pays off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that I've been fending off weirdos alot lately for she-who-must-not-be-named. One of them was super persistent abt ending a non-existent friendship (which never started) "peacefully" and another who thinks he's some damn big shot just cause he squanders what little remains of his "wealth" treating people to drinks and parties and buying branded accesories for hundreds of bucks when no one actually notices u wearing it. Dude, if u find amusement in throwing away money, don't complain that you're always broke and start wondering where ur money goes to. No one's gonna symphatize with a jackass such as yourself, kepeesh?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it's a whacko world out there. So please, for the love of whatever's pink pretty and nice, just because everyone does it, doesn't mean its right. Even if u decide to follow a trend, do it with ur brains, not ur ass to do the thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, all these ramblings making me feel better, guess I'll end here. Note that no names were mentioned in here, so dun come spamming me about intrusion of privacy. I'll slap ur belly senseless. Till next time, this is Ju signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2638209863186791175?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2638209863186791175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2638209863186791175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2638209863186791175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2638209863186791175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-about-game-but-how-u-play-it.html' title='it&apos;s not about the game, but how u play it'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6358106920353306371</id><published>2008-07-29T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning's End</title><content type='html'>Reports. Projects. Common tests. TP. NCAP. die die die. Come on, I've run out of ideas for this topic alright? Everytime a semester closes to an end, its the same story. SheesH! Anyways, hope this thursday the tooth fairy, easter bunny, santa clause, superman, batman, spiderman, ultraman, rockman and Simon Cowell will join hands to grant me super luck for my second TP attempt.. Pray from all my heart I'll PASS this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SI84ZifYs4I/AAAAAAAAARI/h_BW34C73tY/s1600-h/simon+goof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228459703806768002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SI84ZifYs4I/AAAAAAAAARI/h_BW34C73tY/s320/simon+goof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6358106920353306371?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6358106920353306371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6358106920353306371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6358106920353306371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6358106920353306371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginnings-end.html' title='Beginning&apos;s End'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SI84ZifYs4I/AAAAAAAAARI/h_BW34C73tY/s72-c/simon+goof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-752534197145080124</id><published>2008-07-16T09:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:55.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwyjibo</title><content type='html'>Being a teacher isn't just a job, its a dedication, a willingness to enlighten, to support and to guide students through their roughest times. Thus, this post is sepcially dedicated to a particular &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG FATASS AND BALDING&lt;/span&gt; (no offence to Homer Simpson, everyone loves Homer) excuse of a lecturer&lt;br /&gt;Oops, did I just offend some poor lecturer who was just doing his job? Dude, you're probably the WORST teacher I've encountered by far.&lt;br /&gt;Not only does he not know &lt;em&gt;anything about the module he's teaching, &lt;/em&gt;he's insensitive sarcasm does nothing but deter the morale of the class. I wouldn't ming getting a telling off or even a harsh scolding to wake me up, but all he does is hurl negative and inconstructive comments to spite his students.&lt;br /&gt;If he has nothing constructive to say everytime he opens that trap of his, my best advice to him would be to keep it the way everyone likes it -- SHUT.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell I'm not going too far with my insults when he can make comments like :"&lt;em&gt;If you haven't started your drafting, you can drop this module now, no point carrying on&lt;/em&gt;". Or "&lt;em&gt;I know &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; of this programme, you gotta go find out yourself&lt;/em&gt;". I can fully understand the importance of individual work, but that statement was made on the FIRST WEEK of his module, and all we had was a vague image of what we had to do. Every week seemed like a pointless drag to school for an 8am class where we learn practically &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All he does is sit by the door waiting for the chance to criticize and scrutinize the latecomers. So what if you have a doctrate huh? You're still a full time jackass. It's been my horrible misfortune to have encountered such an incompetent and irresponsible lecturer. You should quit while you still can man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SH1RDbw2oAI/AAAAAAAAARA/5aQosWJ0zhg/s1600-h/homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223420262253764610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SH1RDbw2oAI/AAAAAAAAARA/5aQosWJ0zhg/s320/homer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now, a little Simpsons moment to ease the tension:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Bart_Simpson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bart_Simpson"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; My turn. "Kwyjibo". [places his tiles] K-W-Y-J-I-B-O. Twenty-two points, plus triple-word-score, plus fifty points for using all my letters. Game's over, I'm outta here--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Homer_Simpson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homer_Simpson"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; [grabs Bart with his left hand, holding a banana in his right] Wait a minute, you little cheater! You're not going anywhere until you tell me what a kwyjibo is.&lt;br /&gt;Bart: [observing Homer] Uh, "Kwyjibo"... a big, dumb, balding North American ape. With no chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Marge_Simpson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marge_Simpson"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; [playing along] And a short temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Homer&lt;/span&gt;: I'll show you a big, dumb, balding ape...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bart&lt;/span&gt;: [as Homer chases him away] Uh-oh. Kwyjibo on the loose! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: maybe I should replace Alvin's name wid Kwyjibo instead? Hmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-752534197145080124?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/752534197145080124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=752534197145080124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/752534197145080124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/752534197145080124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/kwyjimbo.html' title='Kwyjibo'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SH1RDbw2oAI/AAAAAAAAARA/5aQosWJ0zhg/s72-c/homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2265269257327261716</id><published>2008-07-12T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:39:27.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim swim</title><content type='html'>Kinda shagged out right now from today's swim meet.. not really sure why either, since I'm nvr this lathargic after usual trainings. Anyways, kinda contented with this year's results -- Silver medal for Men's 4x50m freestlye relay. Thanks go to my teammates Dinie, Hong Koon and Mark for their brilliant effort. And 4x50m IM relay, *nods and two thumbs(and toes) up to Jojo, choo choo and wei lun for not giving up even as fatigue set in. Good job everyone, including all the other swimmers out there who gave it their best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda disappointed that I didn't clinch any medals for any individual events. But it would kinda be asking for too much, since the BRONZE medal for 50m free was a stunning 27s. WTF?! BRONZE for 27s? Then what's the bloody time for gold?! Ans: 25s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said, pics when i get them.. I nvr seem to get my pics lately... sad case, so better pray hard yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2265269257327261716?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2265269257327261716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2265269257327261716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2265269257327261716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2265269257327261716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/swim-swim.html' title='Swim swim'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6850341427632947959</id><published>2008-06-30T08:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Door's Closing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u actually noticed, a minute before the MRT arrives at the station, the auto-announcement will say: "For your safety, please stand &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow line&lt;/span&gt;". And for good reason, considering the number of MRT "bungee jumpers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, according to my observations, it seems like everyone can't wait to board the MRT and are all squeezing in line to get a chance to kiss the train door or something. It's all fine and dandy since an empty train comes once every two trains during peak hours. The problem is, they've been waiting there for 2 consecutive trains in &lt;strong&gt;FRONT&lt;/strong&gt; of the damn &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; line, thus blocking the entry and exit for the crowded trains. And when that empty train finally comes, they all make a frantic dash as soon as the door opens. Uncles, Aunties, office guys and ladies alike. What's in that train, a winning 4d ticket? To proof I'm not just blindly shoving my fingers into thin air and maligning innocents, here are some "caught in the act" evidence gathered by Yours Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 minute before train approaches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8LOctqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/02a47d-pRm0/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150201625327266" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8LOctqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/02a47d-pRm0/s320/Image100.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       -----&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8TV5iaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/RsnT0rkeiv8/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150203804060066" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="205" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8TV5iaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/RsnT0rkeiv8/s320/Image091.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, all feets before the starting line"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train Arrives:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8vzw_iI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jyheJuZn3PU/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222150211445521954" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="215" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8vzw_iI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jyheJuZn3PU/s320/Image101.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let's all gather for a cuddly group hug"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note: this one may be an empty train, but make no mistake, this phenomemnon occurs regardless of the occupance of the train. Creating a human wall whereby no one enters or exits the train easily is now the trend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's try to rationalize a bit, Singaporeans can't be THAT inconsiderate can they? Maybe the signs were not clear enough? The announcement was pretty audible, since I'm able to memorize all 4 languages of it by heart... About the yellow lines itself, well let's have a look shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SGpVMtTu2FI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eu1hdKuximg/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218076795071289426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SGpVMtTu2FI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eu1hdKuximg/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;FYI: Behind the yellow line refers to the area circled, NOT the opposite end, contrary to common belief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the signs are pretty obvious aren't they? From this I can conclude that S'poreans(from Yishun at least) are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;kinda d&lt;/em&gt;eaf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;kinda&lt;/em&gt; blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt; Stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)All of the above        ( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I ain't even started on the "give way to handicap" part yet.&lt;br /&gt;So much for being a civilised nation eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6850341427632947959?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6850341427632947959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6850341427632947959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6850341427632947959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6850341427632947959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/doors-closing.html' title='Door&apos;s Closing'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SHjN8LOctqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/02a47d-pRm0/s72-c/Image100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-193412279441673836</id><published>2008-06-29T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T14:25:05.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic Euphoric Jus plain contented =)</title><content type='html'>The weather was semi-cloudy, there was a slight drizzle. Droplets of water trickled down my skin. Rain or prespiration from pure nervousness? It didn't really matter at all. Not at that moment. At the 8 lanes, all hands were gripped tight ontotheir ropes. Failure would spell defeat, and it was fastest coiler first. The horn blew. All 8 rescuers begun to send arc after arc of rope coiling before tossing it out to their awaiting victims. For me, those were the most beautiful 12.63s of my life. After years of hard work, disappointments and blisters, it finally paid off in yesterday's NUS invitaional and i brought back bronze glory for my pet event, the 12m line throw. It was all I could ever ask for. Congrats to our girls team relay for getting bronze, and my line throw mentor, Marcus for yet again beating his pb and bringing back a gold. We expected nothing less. Pics up shortly after i get my paws on them. Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-193412279441673836?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/193412279441673836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=193412279441673836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/193412279441673836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/193412279441673836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/ecstatic-euphoric-jus-plain-contented.html' title='Ecstatic Euphoric Jus plain contented =)'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-8092668578014743422</id><published>2008-06-26T07:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:08:24.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gastric flu!!(?)</title><content type='html'>ARrr..!! 1.5 hours to biosignals common test.. and my stomach is killing me~! even as i'm speaking... The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAIN!!&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGONY!!&lt;/span&gt; Think there's gas in there.. either that or i'm fown with gastric flu... was kind of a blessing/curse. Curse coz it made me crawl to bed early last night after trainign from pure agony. And i was having a bad headache anyway... Kinda made me miss alot of revision time... Blessing coz once again, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; woke me up at 4plus am (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;!!) and returned me my precious revision time. And I found out that in the stillness of the morning, i somehow managed to cover more ground as compared to when everyone is awake either watching tv or dota-ing. AHH the worldy distractions~! I know i aint a disciplined guy, thus i need the perfect study environment to actually start on any work... Anyways, back to a lil more revision before the final showdown (ok, semi-final if u consider the final exam).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8092668578014743422?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8092668578014743422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8092668578014743422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8092668578014743422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8092668578014743422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/gastric-flu.html' title='Gastric flu!!(?)'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7709497101725893723</id><published>2008-06-24T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:56.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't really care</title><content type='html'>1 paper down, 1 more to go, and who knows how many uknown reports left to complete... Hmm.. nice pace nice pace (other than the fact that this afternoon's paper totally sucked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, got an email abt PCK and his "Sex Education" talk. Just felt like sharing today instead of mindless blogging. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu Kang ( PCK ) explaining sex to Chu Beng ' s son, Aloysius ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: Why is making love so enjoyable ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;PCK&lt;/span&gt; : Aiyah, ah boy, enjolable becaws, same like when you dig your nose with your finger mah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; : Do you think women enjoy sex more than men ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PCK &lt;/span&gt;: Of course woman lah ! When you dig dig your nose, your nose feel better than your finger, right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; : Why do women hate it when they get raped ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PCK&lt;/span&gt; : Ai-yah ! Say, you walk along the load, den someone come over and dig your nose, you like or not ? Ehhh ? Don ' t pray pray ah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy &lt;/span&gt;: Why is it a woman cannot have sex when she is having her menses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PCK&lt;/span&gt; : Oy !! If your nose bleeding, you still go and dig meh?? Siow ah ! Use your blain, use your blainnn ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; : Why is it most men don ' t like wearing condoms when they are making love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PCK &lt;/span&gt;: Ehhhh, when you dig your nose ah, you like to dig with a glove on your finger or not ? Not the same shiok feeling mah. Corlight or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; : Why is making love carried out in private ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PCK &lt;/span&gt;: Ah boyyyyy, use your blain, use your blainnnnn .............................. you go and dig your nose in flont of your whole class izit ?? Stupid lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; : Wah ...... Uncle Chu Kang, you are very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PCK&lt;/span&gt; : Aiyah ....... , ' Best in Singapore , JB, some say Batam, and now, the whole world! ' also ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out hor... dun pray pray ah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SGEOG23HXJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_YMS1zP9OkY/s1600-h/PCK.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215465354440432786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SGEOG23HXJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_YMS1zP9OkY/s320/PCK.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy nose digging~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7709497101725893723?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7709497101725893723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7709497101725893723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7709497101725893723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7709497101725893723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-really-care.html' title='Don&apos;t really care'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SGEOG23HXJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/_YMS1zP9OkY/s72-c/PCK.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-3306943561197666067</id><published>2008-06-19T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:37:34.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting to end</title><content type='html'>Day 13 of the term break, completed most of my assignment, just 1 pending bioMEMS report complete, yet e question paper is no 1 to be found. Gonna have to source one out soon, Haven't touched on revision yet, can take my time on that one, since i've only got 2 papers to worry about. Decided to give swim training a miss today, for some, u know family time. Helped mum with dinner today (not just the eating, the cooking the cooking... sheesh, I know wad u're thinking). Think I need a lil break now and then from the pool side too. Driving's in a month, and yes, it still kinda sux. Its a universal thing.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kurosagi&lt;/span&gt; movie, and felt kinda dissapointed. Maki had the ultimate minimal role a female lead could play and the storyline was nothing dramatic. Nothing about the movie really made me wanna jump off my chair and yell. Was just the same old same old, exactly the same as watching 3 episodes of the series jumbled into one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just started on a new anime "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soul Eater&lt;/span&gt;" like 5 mins ago. Will comment on it next time. Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3306943561197666067?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3306943561197666067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3306943561197666067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3306943561197666067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3306943561197666067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/starting-to-end.html' title='starting to end'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-5843322909564853199</id><published>2008-06-15T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:56.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss My Ass! I'll Fart too.</title><content type='html'>Know what? Fuck this &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; man... Fuck all this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; shit.Please drop this ridiculous &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;facade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, its making me sick to the stomach! Whats the point of having a friend whose all &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nicey&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; goodey goodey&lt;/span&gt; around you, when behind ur back, talk and act differently, picking on every single one of ur &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;miscomings&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bitching&lt;/span&gt; about them, turning them into the joke of e day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're not planning to commit to a friendship, PLEASE for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY HELL'S&lt;/span&gt; SAKE, &lt;strong&gt;STOP FUCKING ACTING LIKE U DO&lt;/strong&gt;. It &lt;strong&gt;disgusts&lt;/strong&gt; me. If you like acting so much, go join &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mediacorp &lt;/span&gt;la hor... Oh I'm sorry, they only seem to be taking in actresses, not &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HYPOCRITES...&lt;/span&gt; too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways, I'd like to thank you... thanks for reminding me what &lt;em&gt;misplaced&lt;/em&gt; trust had cost me, and i assure you, I will not make the same fucking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mistake &lt;/span&gt;again, thank you. From now on, I shall live for 1 person and 1 person only: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SFU8ShZxtvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HjMejSjluVY/s1600-h/carefully-slip-and-fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212138432653014770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SFU8ShZxtvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HjMejSjluVY/s400/carefully-slip-and-fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do it carefully, or people might think you trying to attract attention hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5843322909564853199?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5843322909564853199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5843322909564853199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5843322909564853199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5843322909564853199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/kiss-my-ass-ill-fart-too.html' title='Kiss My Ass! I&apos;ll Fart too.'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SFU8ShZxtvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HjMejSjluVY/s72-c/carefully-slip-and-fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-8829142779507951292</id><published>2008-06-11T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy fingers</title><content type='html'>Lazy bug's here again, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt; I'd rather stare at the screen and do nothing than to actually jot down every speck n detail on anything and everything that goes on in my life. Somethings are just better kept between the spaces within the skull... Some things are better left unsaid, no matter how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; it may be. Some secrets are best left untold. We've always been brought up with the mindset and values of being true and honest with our feelings. Let me give u people a slab of reality... The honest dude usually loses out. Get my drift? Sometimes its just best to shut up n let it pass, to avoid major disaster/cataclym. Saying the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;right things&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;right time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;may score u big... but saying the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;right thing&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wrong person&lt;/span&gt; or vice versa may totally screw things up. Or NOT saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to the right person aint gonna do u no favours either. Life isnt fair.. get used to it! Life doesn't suck. You make it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting on this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; fence for way too long, my ass is starting to hurt. Guess it's time i got up and do something. Simply can't stand seeing 2 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ex&lt;/span&gt;-friends lash it out at each other like that, regardless of who's right or wrong, or wadeva the reason. Call me a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kaypo&lt;/span&gt;? a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;? Hmm.. think a water gun may dent my pride more than any words in that dictionary of urs can offer. So please do make an attempt to do so. Please PLEASE do... till then, this is Ju signing out.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SE7MPDHUXKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Egdk99gE_lY/s1600-h/if-you-are-stolen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SE7MhSpQTjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/D1blu4WyTds/s1600-h/if-you-are-stolen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210326691226865202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SE7MhSpQTjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/D1blu4WyTds/s400/if-you-are-stolen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if you're dead, please get to a hospital"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pic n quote gotten from &lt;a href="http://www.engrish.com/"&gt;www.engrish.com&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8829142779507951292?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8829142779507951292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8829142779507951292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8829142779507951292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8829142779507951292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/itchy-fingers.html' title='itchy fingers'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SE7MhSpQTjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/D1blu4WyTds/s72-c/if-you-are-stolen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5024036272151773580</id><published>2008-05-27T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:57.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hectic hectic hectic.... it deja vu all over again. Back in swim team.. again. Got a new driving instructor (failing driving totally sucked, i'm still kinda in mourning). Biathlon tml, reports galore again. Yet still watching Gokusen; another jap drama.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and btw, I've finally completed Hana Yori Dango I and II, cant wait for the movie no? somehow i found the female lead "unpretty" at first sight. Somehow, as the show went on, she seemed to have a kinda charm to her. But the female "bride-to-be"of tsukasa, Shigeru,in HYD totally takes the cake!! She is the Ultimate HOTNESS!!! 2 bad she had to act kinda retarded in the show. But She's HOT!! (But still lose to maki :p). Oh and Tsukasa's sister, Tsubaki was hot too... Best sis anyone could wish for.. Haha, anyways, gonna end here... &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16I-Y9W-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/KlBQOPpmxbs/s1600-h/Shigeru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451038915386338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16I-Y9W-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/KlBQOPpmxbs/s200/Shigeru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kato Natsuki as Ogawara Shigeru. Cute right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16JOY9W_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WVt1DBZDIqE/s1600-h/mao+-+tsukasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205451043210353650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16JOY9W_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WVt1DBZDIqE/s200/mao+-+tsukasa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inoue Mao as Makino Tsukushi. Guess that nerdy first impression came from the tied up hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till nxt time, this is Ju signing out...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16I-Y9W-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/KlBQOPpmxbs/s1600-h/Shigeru.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5024036272151773580?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5024036272151773580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5024036272151773580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5024036272151773580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5024036272151773580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SD16I-Y9W-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/KlBQOPpmxbs/s72-c/Shigeru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-4261578536688480665</id><published>2008-05-19T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:21:22.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishy fishy jam jam</title><content type='html'>First of all, before the clock strikes midnight and cinderella starts turning fugly again, I'd like to wish all dudes and dudettes a happy Vesak Day! And the dumbest part of it is that i actually spent 1/8 of today stuck somewhere in m'sian customs... Kinda expected but still could have been avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how'd I end up stuck there? Obviously, I was in m'sia.. this time for another round of fishing with my family and a couple of friends. the haul this time wasn't really too good this time round since it was jellyfish season... Spent the whole night "sotong hunting" whereby a bunch of people cast their lines and touting at the squids to fall for their bait. Somehow I got no fate whatsoever with sotongs... they dont seem 2 b really attracted to my bait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else was kinda same as previously, so if u want to know more, refer back to that previous kelong experience.  till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4261578536688480665?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4261578536688480665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4261578536688480665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4261578536688480665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4261578536688480665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishy-fishy-jam-jam.html' title='fishy fishy jam jam'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-3098610821965495456</id><published>2008-05-16T00:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:58.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A taste of home</title><content type='html'>Been having this really bugging feeling at the back of my head telling me that I totally forgot something really important. Something I told myself not to forget. I forgot anyway. I bleame it all on he numerous reports, turtorials, assignments, projects and common tests! And then, it was when I was walking home from training, along a dark and isolated alley all by my lonesome, when it struck me like a flash of lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry bout that bit of drama, but the thing which totally slipped my mind was... to blog abt my dad's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's so special about this year's birthday that it actually took 19 years in the making to actually become post-worthy? Well, I cooked up a special meal especially for the family, dedicated to my dad (the ex-chef).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough, the idea came to me when my dad told me to go down to the 24 hour kopitiam and buy him char kway teow a couple of nights before. At that time, I was still wrecking my brains on what gift I should get for him. No easy feat, trust me. Anyways, while waiting for Mr.Char Kway Teow to do his thing, I kinda noticed how easily obtainable the ingredients were, and all I had to do was to mix all of em up into a big wok og magic and tada! Easy enough right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that idea stuck with me for the whole of next day, UNTIL my mum suggested having dinner at a thai restaurant for the birthday, but took back the suggestion knowing that the Thai restaurant (along Sembawang road) was almost always fully packed. That's when the idea of making a Thai meal came to mind. It was something I'd not done before, and so it was a big challenge, and I was SURE my dad would be pleased. After some internet search for recipes (ahh.. the convenience of technology) ,since my dad's cook books were far too exquisite for my standards, I found a perfect recipe for home cooked Tom Yum soup and Pineapple rice where the ingredients were easily obtainable and the process wouldn't exhaust half my soul.&lt;br /&gt;So it was settled, on that day itself, went to AMK hub accompanied by jolene to do some grocery shopping (I was pretty sure shopping was a female sport) and thanks to her, we got some better bargains. Thanks for the help Jo!&lt;br /&gt;With everything else out of the way, it was time for the big challenge. Since Tom yum wasn't an easy dish to cook (I figured it wouldn't be half as spicy as I'd anticipated) I improvised a little and made thatdish into a steamboat style dish, where the other ingredients are laid out raw, so its kinda like soul garden style. The pineapple rice came out beautifully, and I swear I wouldn't be exaggerating when I said it wouldn't lose to the stuff thai eateries could provide. In the end, dad was extremely pleased and we all had a good meal. And of course, who could forget the old cliche, a picture paints a thousand word? And so, for your eyes only, here is my masterpiece! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxPNs5fMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Au3kLlYeEsQ/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200656175896034498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxPNs5fMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Au3kLlYeEsQ/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxPds5fNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-rG2AvC_2JE/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200656180191001810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxPds5fNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-rG2AvC_2JE/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah wah wah! Brandy also targetting the food already... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxONs5fJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/b-5DmrGU-Pc/s1600-h/daddy+birthday+,08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200656158716165266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxONs5fJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/b-5DmrGU-Pc/s200/daddy+birthday+,08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxuG9s5fII/AAAAAAAAAOY/3YfbOBfTNB4/s1600-h/daddy+birthday+,08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can swear to you, the smell is irresistable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxqXNs5fBI/AAAAAAAAANg/R6TzDX9BwAc/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxqXts5fDI/AAAAAAAAANw/YhzVAtWPaMY/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Yum soup(Before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxOts5fLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ui94_gbNaeA/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200656167306099890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxOts5fLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ui94_gbNaeA/s200/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After adding a lil of this and a lil of that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxytNs5fOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7OvTBfHs7Eo/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200657790803737826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxytNs5fOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7OvTBfHs7Eo/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxqX9s5fEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/S3pOgHApAZk/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxsWts5fGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/X4bxnPFtTs8/s1600-h/daddy+birthday+,08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Yum Soup(After)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxytds5fPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Lw8rQooTzH8/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200657795098705138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxytds5fPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Lw8rQooTzH8/s200/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxsWNs5fFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rC4Bplw8dVg/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a birthday without the cake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxOts5fKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z1gZN64S8DU/s1600-h/daddy+birthday+,08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200656167306099874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxOts5fKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z1gZN64S8DU/s200/daddy+birthday+,08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxsW9s5fHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mf3yv0M5pkk/s1600-h/daddy+birthday+,08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up everything, oh yea, btw, dad said it was the birthday present ever *grins!* till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3098610821965495456?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3098610821965495456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3098610821965495456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3098610821965495456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3098610821965495456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/taste-of-home.html' title='A taste of home'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCxxPNs5fMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Au3kLlYeEsQ/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-4422811182598743266</id><published>2008-05-12T11:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A complete Idiot's guide to/for Idiots</title><content type='html'>Back in school lab once again, in another mindless session of BioMems lab, where much is said, hardly anything is shown and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is done. Yup, another totally brainless and time-wasting 2 hr session spent in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, been realizing my brain's processing speed has been getting slower and slower at an alarming rate. Simple words or expressions which should have taken a snap to visualize now seem to be caught in a mental traffic jam. Guess I owe this to prolonged exposure to dense individuals with their shallow mentalities and brainless conversations. I ain't pointing no fingers at any1 here, so dont come up 2 me and start accusing me of slandering u, I will NOT entertain u, in fact will just sit back and laugh at u alongside my fellow readers for owning up out of guilty conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ju's gonna b real nice 2day and supply u wid a few pointers on what u shld do when u happen to encounter such empty vessels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1) Let him talk, don't argue back. He'll most likely claim his point is correct no matter how ridiculous the conversation may turn out to be. He'll just argue for e sake of arguing. Don't waste your precious breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Pretend to have received a call from an important friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3) Do NOT use the toilet as an excuse(unless u r of opposite sex). U'd be confining urself to more torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;4) Change the subject to school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5) Look lost in thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;6) Just knod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;7) Scream "Eureka!!" in the middle of his mindless speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8) Claim u don't understand his language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;9) Fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10) Say stuff like "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt; I didn't know that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails, just blame in on your sheer dumb luck on encountering such a being. Hope my tips have helped u on your path to wisdom and till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCe74ds5fAI/AAAAAAAAANY/RPGOqbzK0Xw/s1600-h/iseedumbppl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199330873542540290" style="CURSOR: hand" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCe74ds5fAI/AAAAAAAAANY/RPGOqbzK0Xw/s200/iseedumbppl.bmp" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4422811182598743266?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4422811182598743266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4422811182598743266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4422811182598743266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4422811182598743266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-in-school-lab-once-again-in.html' title='A complete Idiot&apos;s guide to/for Idiots'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SCe74ds5fAI/AAAAAAAAANY/RPGOqbzK0Xw/s72-c/iseedumbppl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-371378557026249003</id><published>2008-05-09T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:39:58.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ticky tock ticky tock</title><content type='html'>People always wish to turn back the hands of clock, to make time stop and stuff... We all know that's impossible, yet we fantasize abt it. The next best thing for now is probably to do more in what little time is given. Driving TP is in like 2 weeks, and I havent touched a steering wheel in abt 2 months. Who wouldn't get cold feet? The best part being my instructor's unwillingness to squeeze in any more lessons for me. All I've got left is my Dad and his trusty Nissan Sunny faithfully parked 3 floors below where I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 weeks since school opened, yet I don't feel that 4 weeks worth of knowledge I'm supposed to have imparted from my "chanting lecturers". Seriously, These lecturers can go audition for Monk Idol or something. It's amazing how they could put me, who was all hyped up and rdy for lesson, into a deep slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, lesson starting soon, so I'm gonna end here. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-371378557026249003?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/371378557026249003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=371378557026249003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/371378557026249003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/371378557026249003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/ticky-tock-ticky-tock.html' title='ticky tock ticky tock'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-3938400129172726610</id><published>2008-05-05T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:59.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Swing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guess I was wrong after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I can smile again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, looking forward to 2 movies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kurosagi Movie &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196894133496564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="152" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SB8TrhpfyuI/AAAAAAAAANA/4PRa-NvQmlw/s200/Kurosagi+Movie.bmp" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tokyo Shounen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196894137791531762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SB8TrxpfyvI/AAAAAAAAANI/Df7SZdatARw/s200/tokyoshounenpostermn4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3938400129172726610?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3938400129172726610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3938400129172726610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3938400129172726610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3938400129172726610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/swing-swing.html' title='Swing Swing!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SB8TrhpfyuI/AAAAAAAAANA/4PRa-NvQmlw/s72-c/Kurosagi+Movie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-7066096608933501582</id><published>2008-05-05T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:53:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspicious minds</title><content type='html'>Paranoia seems to be the keyword these days. Especially since everyone aint honest with anything and seems to be putting on a show just to cover up true emotions. I'm kinda sick of this. I'm sick of having to guess what you're thinking. I'm not sure of that look in your eyes when we pass by each other. I wish I knew. If I did something wrong, please tell me. I really do hope its nothing but the work of an overly suspicious mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7066096608933501582?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7066096608933501582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7066096608933501582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7066096608933501582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7066096608933501582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/suspicious-minds.html' title='Suspicious minds'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-5464019939937828991</id><published>2008-04-27T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:09:37.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump jump!</title><content type='html'>Check out this vid on these amazing skipping poodles..! u'll never look at skipping(or poodles) the same way EVER again. Featuring YamaPi and Toma Ikuta(from hana kimi). Just found out they were good buddies... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyuwZ4QXXyM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyuwZ4QXXyM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5464019939937828991?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5464019939937828991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5464019939937828991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5464019939937828991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5464019939937828991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/jump-jump.html' title='Jump jump!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6331984498043475924</id><published>2008-04-27T08:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:59.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maki Power Enter!</title><content type='html'>Just completed the series Nobuta Wo Produce (Producing Nobuta), and the truth is, I'm feeling kinda good. Once again, it stars Maki Horikita, YamaPi and another cool lookin dude, Kamenashi Kazuya (Kame in short)who is the main lead in this mini series. It's a feel good laid back kinda movie, yet its really inspirational and sends a deep message. It's a story I could really relate to, especially the lead role played by Kamenashi Kazuya whose life was built on a stack of lies trying to please others to ease his own soul. Trying to create an illusive image of a fun loving and popular guy who everyone can depend on. YamaPi's character is the "goofy" in the show who never fails to make u fall off ur chair laughing with his dumb antics and his sweet crush on Nobuta. Once again, Maki did an excellent job, portraying a somewhat dark character who eventually learns to lighten up and become popular in school. Anyways, here's the rest of the summary by good ole wiki:The one person Shuji cannot stand is Kusano Akira. To Shuji, Akira is just plain annoying. He laughs, talks and acts funny. Things heat up when a new student comes to school. Her name is Kotani Nobuko, a girl who has no self confidence at all and is content at being made fun of and bullied in school. Shuji and Akira come to an accord that in order to make use of their "youth" they will "produce" Nobuko as the next popular girl. One of the conditions, however, is that nobody should find out that they are working together as a team to make this concept possible. Unveiled here is the story of true friendship between three unlikely candidates who would not have been friends if not given the special circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so so easy to fall in love with a show u can so relate to and thus I'm giving it 5 stars! In fact, Kame and YamaPi actually formed a 2 man band -- Shuji to Akira in memory of this series. cool eh? Check this out, an mv by  them, which happens to be the ending theme for Producing Nobuta. Enjoy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jyiznuz6y8w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jyiznuz6y8w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SBPSxBpfytI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6J2gD0ETCas/s1600-h/NWP.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193726534986222290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/SBPSxBpfytI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6J2gD0ETCas/s200/NWP.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6331984498043475924?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6331984498043475924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6331984498043475924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6331984498043475924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6331984498043475924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/maki-power-enter.html' title='Maki Power Enter!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/SBPSxBpfytI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6J2gD0ETCas/s72-c/NWP.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-8605211364494593233</id><published>2008-04-19T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:59:38.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling all over</title><content type='html'>Finally, Club Crawl 08 comes to an end, and hopefully, we got plenty of good freshie lifeguards tihs year... This year, I couldn't possibly help LEO out.. even if i wanted to. Coz LEO's officially disbanded due to inactivity... Oh well, it was a matter of time. Anyways here's a brief recap on CC 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went as planned, the booths were set right, the demos and schedules were all on time... but the people were just NOT coming in!! They could just bypass the poolside without having make the long trip up to check out our booths...We did everything to attract their attention like pole dancing, getting our orange man(Leslie) to run arnd half naked promoting us, and even engaged in a shouting competition with the kayakers and the A team... (thus lost my voice for e rest of e day &amp;amp;*%$). Other than that, it was kinda cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was more informal as compared to day 1 as the ccas were mixing around and it seems like no one who goes near the edge of the pool is safe(from getting dumped in).The booths were moved to the medium pool. This was to ensure everyone would definitely have to pass by our booth nd take a look... The downside was that no one would notice the Live Demos at the deep pool.. And somehow we endd up doing ours in the medium pool.. =.= Te problem is, I was supposed to role-play a cramped drowning swimmer. It would look totally ridiculous if i were to be seen struggling for my life in a knee deep pool.... But we still pulled it off somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CC, we had orientation for our first few newcomers followed by a trip to the movies. &lt;em&gt;The Forbidden Kingdom&lt;/em&gt; was quite a cool show with a cute chick villain and heroine sidekick and the duo of jet li and jackie chan which is is simply unrivalled. Other than the predictable hollywood plot, the show is really worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long day today, so I'm gonna turn in for now, till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8605211364494593233?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8605211364494593233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8605211364494593233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8605211364494593233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8605211364494593233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/crawling-all-over.html' title='Crawling all over'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-292144697282854916</id><published>2008-04-11T23:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:26:59.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J Dorama fever!!</title><content type='html'>Heyo! I'm back! School's opening in 3 days and so, to make full use of the remainng time, I've been chasing J-Dorama (J-Drama in english) especially shows with Maki Horikita in it.. You might know her from Hana Kimi - Japan version. Not only is she cute, but she's got style..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-Lj3LY-0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZOrVpEg_VRY/s1600-h/maki-horikita-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188018743977507650" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-Lj3LY-0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZOrVpEg_VRY/s200/maki-horikita-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-Lj3LY-0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZOrVpEg_VRY/s1600-h/maki-horikita-.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See see? Kawaii eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, watched a couple of her series like Hana Kimi (obviously) and Deru Toko Demasho! (Shall we go to court?), a manga-based comedy. Also currently watching a series, Kurosagi, whereby she meets a swindler swindler (YamaPi). No, I didn't just double type.. He's kinda like a modern day Robin Hood who swindles from swindlers and return the cash to the victims.. She doesn't like what he does and tries to change him... Check him out in this PV for the show Kurosagi -- Daite Senorita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GYRzTbL_cCE&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GYRzTbL_cCE&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her movies are kinda cool too, like her special appearance in one missed call:Final and her breakthrough movie, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Always: Sunset on Third Street" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Always:_Sunset_on_Third_Street"&gt;Always: Sunset on Third Street&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. The film is set in a nostalgic re-creation of &lt;a title="1958" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1958"&gt;1958&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Tokyo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tokyo"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/a&gt;, during the construction of &lt;a title="Tokyo Tower" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tokyo_Tower"&gt;Tokyo Tower&lt;/a&gt;, and follows the lives of people living in a small street. The film shows the memories and hopes of the local residents as the economy recovers from the war and families acquire modern electric goods for the first time. (Source: wikipedia.org) Didn't think I would like this kinda movies, but I really enjoyed the show, not only because of Maki, but the touching and heartwarming storyline which did not just revolve around the main character, but placed emphasis on each individual equally. Can't wait for the sequel to the movie... In fact, the sequel is out, but just can't seem to find a proper subbed source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning best actress is no easy feat, yet maki was able to pull it off at such a young age, proving once again her versatility and irresistible charm... Her bubbly personality would easily light up your day while her lonely side like in the show "Tsubasa No Oreta Tenshitachi"(Angels who have lost their wings) simply touches your soul. Really hope to see more of her shows in the near future. Huh? U wanna c more of her? Okok, here's a dancing clip of maki from the movie Keitai Daka Movie... Havent watched it yet, but the dance is super duper cute nevertheless..! So for ur viewing pleasure, this is Maki Horikita!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/if9hn95RUyk&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/if9hn95RUyk&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-OmnLY-1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IBb24MiKFL4/s1600-h/Maki-Horikita2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188022089757031250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-OmnLY-1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IBb24MiKFL4/s200/Maki-Horikita2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-292144697282854916?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/292144697282854916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=292144697282854916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/292144697282854916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/292144697282854916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/j-dorama-fever.html' title='J Dorama fever!!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/R_-Lj3LY-0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZOrVpEg_VRY/s72-c/maki-horikita-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-672979324631529732</id><published>2008-04-08T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:35:17.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic familiarance</title><content type='html'>Timetable's out! Which  marks a week left to do absoloutely nothing till i gotta start making trips to school everyday. Hey waiT! I make trips to school for work anyways, so it wont make much of a diff... Wads worrying me is not school, it's driving... My instructor told me to make bookings for lessons 1 month in advance, and today was really the soonest I could book... and its more than a month in advance.. yet he still said"jialat la... now then u say..." Think he's probably forgotten that he's taught me before... again.... U see, i have a hunch that this dude has a memory span of a goldfish... but wadeva, I'll have to count my steps as i take em... He just said he'll make arrangements for me... till now, no news... (he's probably forgotten again) Somehow, our whole class got split up into bits n pieces, and so basically everyone's pissed... That's what 2 years of bonding does...  Definitely hope this sem goes well though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went out 2 accompany jasmine and her friend sharon, who was from her JC yet only knew her 2day, during her 3 hour break this afternoon. Ended up chilling at mos burger. Though the meal was kinda ex, the unagi rice burger was great. Was served piping hot and the unagi (eel) did not have any slimy or fishy taste in it. While we were sitting there chatting, a familiar tune was playing in the background, I somehow knew the tune but couldn't put my finger on what song it actually was.. It kinda sounded like a Bleach song, but the thought of playing anime music in a fast food outlet seemed outrageous... And when the singer started singing, I finally realized... it WAS the bleach opening theme "After Dark" by Asian KungFu Generation. Following it were more n more bleach theme songs... I was totally chilling n enjoying the atmosphere..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like life likes to bring suprises at every corner when n where u least expect it. Kinda cool experience today n until my next such experience, whether good or bad, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-672979324631529732?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/672979324631529732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=672979324631529732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/672979324631529732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/672979324631529732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/nostalgic-familiarance.html' title='Nostalgic familiarance'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1277486585644659571</id><published>2008-04-04T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:49:24.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Year</title><content type='html'>School's gonna be reopening in a couple of weeks. How time flies.... in a blink of an eye, I'm a year 3 NYP student now and 1 year closer to serving the nation while prespiring myself silly in bulky uniforms trekking aimlessly around mosquito-infested jungles... So much to do yet so little time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to my bro, we finally got our psp, and thnx to shirlene, i got myself quite a handful of psp games... muahaha!! So from today on, I'll prob b on a gaming spree since I'm having another bout of sick-of-dota syndrome coming up again... Got told off by my dad for "wasting my life away" on dota coz I was kinda stuck on it practically the whole day.. Guess he was right too, since I hardly got the chance to actually get my lazy ass to school for trainings.. Hey, can't blame me also, whenever I wanna go, the weather turns horribly black.. And when I actually turn up, everyone else doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, finally got to watch Ai Zhuan Jiao on &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/"&gt;www.mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;... haha, after all this time of searching other sources, I finally found a site which satisfy my craving for this series... To top it up, its english subbed!! Well, been watching it since this morning, and stopped at episode 7 in e evening. Not a bad show though the plot is kinda predictable at certain parts... I'm starting to b able to actually predict whatever's gonna happen in these dramas or what they call "Ou xiang ju" mandarin for idol drama. Well, more times than less, people watch these shows less for the plot and more for their idols... I won't deny that  I'm watching this series for Show Luo Zi Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its getting kinda late, so I'm just gonna end here. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1277486585644659571?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1277486585644659571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1277486585644659571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1277486585644659571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1277486585644659571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-year.html' title='The Last Year'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7825572321978706714</id><published>2008-04-02T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T02:05:34.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to commemerate</title><content type='html'>Happy belated &lt;em&gt;I-just-made-u-look-like-an-idiot!&lt;/em&gt; day everyone!! A day where u can get a laugh at the expense of someone else and not get a tight slap on the face or cause any emotional turbulance (unless u so suay or stupid enough to disturb a pms-ing woman). Was abt to pull a prank right here in my blog, but seems like i got so few viewers anyways, it'll be nothing but a feeble attempt...&lt;br /&gt;So0o... You guys will just have to make do with my well-wishes..! Hope u enjoyed the first of april, whether u made a complete idiot of someone or got punk'ed urself.. its all in e spirit of april fool's pple! Till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7825572321978706714?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7825572321978706714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7825572321978706714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7825572321978706714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7825572321978706714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-bleated.html' title='A day to commemerate'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7798717493134045073</id><published>2008-03-31T17:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:59:46.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A comment on comments</title><content type='html'>During the holidays, I've been at home browsing through shows and anime I ought to be catching up on, and in the meantime, I can't help but explore other interesting vids and clips. Some of them were really good, while others were a total waste of precious minutes of my life... Along with these vids come comments from fans and haters alike... And thus my idea for this post came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these vids include home-made vids, conjured up to entertain the common folk. One such actor/director/editor would be Christine, Mastermind of HappySlip. Here's a link --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/HappySlip?ob=1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/HappySlip?ob=1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I'm in no way affiliated to her, so dont ask me for her number or anything) Anyhows, it takes skill to act, or sing or direct but it takes REAL talent to do all of the above and more. And she does a marvelous job at it. Obviously there are plenty of praises for such ingenious vids... someth like &lt;em&gt;"That was great. You're very talented. You can do it all,looks like. You're so cute and funny,you make me laugh. And you're super gorgeous too. You're really special,a one of a kind that's for sure. " &lt;/em&gt;But somehow there are those people who gotta ruin the scene by saying someth like&lt;em&gt; "Y does she even try singing and acting? She doesnt have ANY talent whatsoever 4 either.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if these peeps are gonna make such a negative and unconstructive criticism, it shld b apparent that they can do better right? right...? Nah, these losers are just flabbing their gums to show how "superior" their language skills are by insulting good vids with their &lt;em&gt;powderful &lt;/em&gt;command of english, oblivious to the fact that million others are judging them as ignorant fools. IF u want to showoff ur skills, go join a writing competition or something... but then again, if they've gotta b hiding behind a com to insult someone, they can't b any good either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another kind of vids are those posted just to take up space and piss the heck out of watchers. And there are those viewers who spend precious minutes of their time watching them and commenting at how idiotic they are at the end of the video. hMmm... So the dude creates a vid to piss u off for his pleasure, n u comment on how pissed off u r... y give him such a pleasure? Aren't u e bigger idiot than the guy who posted it? In fact, that dude is the smart one, since he achieved his purpose of making u look like a total idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm done posting today, so bear in mind to think before u comment on anything b4 u make urself look like a total ass! Till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7798717493134045073?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7798717493134045073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7798717493134045073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7798717493134045073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7798717493134045073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/03/comment-on-comments.html' title='A comment on comments'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-2319849267231678674</id><published>2008-02-16T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T20:11:12.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment of truth</title><content type='html'>Once again, exam fever is here, and once again, I'm immune to the symptoms... Where is the motivation when I needed the most? I stare at my notes and the pressure is gone... Don't tell me my pen has ran out of ink, and i need to catch my 40 winks, I just cant concentrate at all.... Coz I had a bad day... This anti-exam pressure has become second nature for me, and it aint totally a good thing... yea, i may not be al stresseed up and emo-ed, but along with it comes all other distractions other than studying itself... It's not that I never try, I really do make an effort, really, but that effort tends to get ovrwhelmed by the lazy genes in me... I worry for my future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYHOWS&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm by the poolside now, working, and totally looking forward to the nxt half an hour b4 knockoff.  Somehow got a sore throat now which is kinda making me pissed... so, I'm in a semi-pissed mood now.... Nothing seems to be going right, and thus making me even more pissed... BUT, I'm looking forward to the end of this month, when everything (exams + driving test) ENDS!! Pray that I pass the test in 1 go coz my pocket is getting kinda empty... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will probably be going diving if I pass my driving test (yay, at last!) followed by guita lessons!! Muahaha, then you'll see my "wants" list up there being crossed outone by one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how I didn't update on CNY? Ok, its coz it was kinda uneventful, so i didn't really bother...  Just went visiting my grandpa, and my grandaunt's house where I was dragged down to play with the kids....again. Kinda happens every year, since I will always be the "big bro" to them... But being at my grandaunt's place really makes me feel that I &lt;em&gt;belong &lt;/em&gt;there... It's the kinda feeling we need to remind us of who we are, which is the purpose of reunions and gatherings during CNY... Would like to use this chance to wish everyon XING NIAN KUAI LE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm gona end my post here, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2319849267231678674?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2319849267231678674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2319849267231678674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2319849267231678674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2319849267231678674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/02/moment-of-truth.html' title='The moment of truth'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6950421659593069111</id><published>2008-01-30T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:58:15.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably one of the WORST days of my life</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days you wish you could just startle awake in the middle of the night perspiring all over...and be thankful its all just a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it goes... Went to school early to revise (last minute) for both my cost accounting AND imaging test back to back!! And I had hardly started with my revison of imaging, so I thought I could make full use of the time to do so. And since I had a driving lesson a lil later on, i planned on studying imaging for 3 hours and another 2 for cost accounting after returning from my lesson.. BUT about half an hour into studying, my circuit instructor CALLED ME to go for lesson IMMEDIATELY!! Since he insisted he had no other time slots, I reluctantly obliged... He agreed to come down to NYP to pick me up. And yet I ended up running all around the carpark looking for him...ok, i admit, it was my blurness to blame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was my first circuit course, I was kinda nervous coz the entire course was so darn narrow, and I was totally not used to it.. And henced, I got screwed inside-out, upside-down for doing a whole bunch of mistakes... But still, I had to bear with all the criticism, thats the fate of a relationship between a trainee and an instructor I guess...(unless ur a hot chick of coz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing I had half an hour to study before my "main road" driving lesson starts, I rushed back to the library for some last minute mugging and to my dimay, NOTHING WAS GOING IN!! Was still totally stresed out from the morning's experience... Anyways, went down to meet my instructor and carry on with the lesson... was really relaxed compared to the circuit lesson, so&lt;br /&gt;I totally eased my mind then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, I rushed back to school ....again... for half an hour of "blank studying" and into the exam theater we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Cost accounting was my strongest module, I totally prayed I could do well for it.. But when I opened the question paper, I went WTF abt 20 times before submitting to fate... Could barely attempt the first question and somehow managed to struggle through the rest... Just went I was about to do the questions, I skipped at first, the announcement for "5 minutes left" came!!! And hence, those blanks are, up till this very moment, still blank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imaging test came straight after the cost accounting test, and as expected, I'll most probably flunk it... But was able to do bits and pieces here and there, so hopefully, I'll manage to scrape through a pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'm preparing to complete an imagin report, a thermofluids report and to study for this friday's biomaterials paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All these just HAD to happen, when my morale and mood is already at rock bottom... Better start on my work now, before my suay streak snowballs any bigger... till next time, this is Ju signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6950421659593069111?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6950421659593069111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6950421659593069111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6950421659593069111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6950421659593069111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/01/probably-one-of-worst-days-of-my-life.html' title='Probably one of the WORST days of my life'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-5503375225298365691</id><published>2008-01-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:23:46.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HellOo0o0~~ pEepS</title><content type='html'>Alright dudes and gals, this will be my first post of 2008 and ... er.. yea, its my first post since last year... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HmMm... '08 seems to be kinda different from how it was last year.. Lots of things going on and stuff, yet hardly got e pics to prove em'. Pace of things sure have changed.. somehow the emphasis in my life no longer seems to revolve around school so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I end up facing 2 big challenges in my life: Driving test(22nd Feb) and a bunch of unprepared exam papers.... And once again, all forms of motivation has left me stranded to fend for myself again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, here's a recap of things happened b'ween my previous post and now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out wid jun hua, shirlene's friend(Zax(?)), shirlene and jas for a show of "I Am Legend" at vivo. Was kinda hilarious how we all thought of getting jas an xmas present and ended up with a box of rocher... The movie wasn't too bad, coz i kinda liked e active mutated beings as compared to the really dumb ones from resident evil... What I didn't really like about the show was that some scenes and "hollywood" effects didn't really add up and why he decided to waste his life after getting a cure which was there all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next event was BBQ at Shirlene's place, which turned out to be quite a mini gathering. Still feel left out from the ex-4e6 gang.. But it doesn't bug me no more. I'm kinda glad with the way things are... And somehow, I was dragged into a series of chinese chess duels which i &lt;strong&gt;obviously&lt;/strong&gt; got totally thrashed upside-down, inside-out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda got myself in e middle of an MIC infested zone last week while visiting Jas in her miniature "office" last week. So nice 2 her, yet always kena called "ASSHOLE"... haizZz&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had lunch and basically spent time watching anime and tokin crap... Bet she secretly enjoys Yakitake!! though she always says its boring.. HaH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went CWP ytd to celebrate Peter's 21st bdae at Ichiban with kok, zs, su jie and su yi (basically the leo club gang..) The serving was suprisingly big, and the food was pretty good too. My meal was a set consisting of hotplate chicken, deep-fried soft shell crab, steamed egg with chicken n crab meat in it(can't remember e name of that dish somethingsomething-mushi) and miso soup... and a side dish of fried tofu. The service was good too, with the waiters minding their Ps and Qs, and the manager was really friendly and accomodating enough to let us store the cake in their fridge... After the meal, we were abt to make our way up to Timezone, when wow! Moylie(&lt;em&gt;to grow with love&lt;/em&gt;), Bosco and some other HK actors were right there in some CNY programme organized by cwp... and to think i was chatting abt her THAT very afternoon!! 2 ba the crowd restricted any form of picture-taking.. but even from afar, she was gorgeous! After a little bit of gaming, peter had to go meetup with his other friends for more celebration (wad a popular dude he is), and so it was home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so0o0o0o0 lookin' forward to e end of Feb!! End of exams and hopefully a driving license!! I reAlly*10 hope, pray AND wish I can pass all of e above mentioned in one go..! And then, there is the diving trip! can't wait can't wait! Ok.. startin' to sound like an 8 year old now... anyways, yup, that's generally what's been going on in my life..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gonna end here, wish me luck peeps! till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5503375225298365691?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5503375225298365691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5503375225298365691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5503375225298365691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5503375225298365691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2008/01/helloo0o0-peeps.html' title='HellOo0o0~~ pEepS'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-963300078549232811</id><published>2007-12-28T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:00.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeRry XmAs Bash!</title><content type='html'>Alright, as some of you may already know, I spent Xmas at Penang, and of course, I'm here to retell the tale in its full glory! So sit back, relax and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (23rd Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was spent mainly on traveling down the North-South Highway via the second link. Though the ride was long, the scenery en route was breathtaking. Cliffs, mountains, plantations and granite quarries as far as the eye could see. Not such a common sight in our good old red dot eh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_DRR7veI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v0TlsIKwqeg/s1600-h/2007_1223%28061%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_DRR7veI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v0TlsIKwqeg/s200/2007_1223%28061%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152328036610981346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtZRR7vSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xW15HhWe6Js/s1600-h/2007_1226%28032%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtZRR7vSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xW15HhWe6Js/s200/2007_1226%28032%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152308623358803234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDXBR7vjI/AAAAAAAAALA/moD1lq4xdB0/s1600-h/2007_1224%28006%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDXBR7vjI/AAAAAAAAALA/moD1lq4xdB0/s200/2007_1224%28006%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152332773959908914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  "OK, I think we're lost"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtZxR7vTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JbOVK_MVD6c/s1600-h/2007_1223%28002%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtZxR7vTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JbOVK_MVD6c/s200/2007_1223%28002%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152308631948737842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2LBR7vZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X5Y9yX0rcDU/s1600-h/2007_1223%28006%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2LBR7vZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X5Y9yX0rcDU/s200/2007_1223%28006%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318274150317458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_DhR7vfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qFKPOSjYp20/s1600-h/2007_1223%28070%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_DhR7vfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qFKPOSjYp20/s200/2007_1223%28070%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152328040905948658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boarded up almost along the entire stretch of the highway was this "Zhulian" sign... Hmmm, I don't remember setting up a company in our neighbor country... And they even spelt my name wrongly! Hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While crossing the Penang landmark -- The Penang Bridge, we couldn't help but notice an unbearable odour... kinda like when the garbage truck passes you by... only that we had to bear with it for about 20 minutes due to the jam... What a first impression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2MBR7vbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_OR157x-Bt0/s1600-h/2007_1223%28090%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2MBR7vbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_OR157x-Bt0/s200/2007_1223%28090%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318291330186674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_EBR7vgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MaBbCrwiq90/s1600-h/2007_1223%28118%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_EBR7vgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MaBbCrwiq90/s200/2007_1223%28118%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152328049495883266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kinda makes you wonder whatever happened to Little Cottage&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt; don't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, we checked out our lodging, and I tell you, the the view from the balcony was simply panoramic! Half the scene was an overview of our side of Penang, and the other half was a view of the beach. After settling in , we made our way for our first dinner in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtaBR7vUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TxxuFBJwK50/s1600-h/2007_1223%28005%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CtaBR7vUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TxxuFBJwK50/s200/2007_1223%28005%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152308636243705154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxyxR7vVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Kin6o3HMmyI/s1600-h/2007_1223%28004%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxyxR7vVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Kin6o3HMmyI/s200/2007_1223%28004%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152313459491978578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (24th Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went sightseeing, and had a round up-down mountain trail of the town.It was like a moving Nat. Geo on the go. We drove through farms, kampongs and villages all with the help of our trusty GPS system which could literally get us through ANY terrain. It wasn't our mvp of the trip for nothing. We were actually caught in a kampong area with the road as narrow as the car width, and just when we thought that was the worst possible scenario, a 16-wheeler just HAD to appear and travel in a opposite direction... somehow there was an open space and it managed to give way to us... Even with that solved, we were still trapped in the undisturbed, yet cramped community(for a car). Making a U-turn was out of the question since we did not have the luxury of space to do so. All we could do is to pray that the GPS wouldn't fail us... After awhile of manouvering the tight bends and turns, the GPS said "highway in 500m" WTF?!?!? Fully doubting the GPS, we had no choice but to follow its instrunctions.. and some way or another, it DID lead us back to the main road..!! from then on, we swore by it for the rest of the journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2MxR7vcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6qyLquhTo3o/s1600-h/2007_1226%28009%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C2MxR7vcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6qyLquhTo3o/s200/2007_1226%28009%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318304215088578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_FRR7viI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1wx8fdGz58/s1600-h/2007_1223%28113%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_FRR7viI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1wx8fdGz58/s200/2007_1223%28113%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152328070970719778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we arrived at our destination: Kek Lok Si temple. It was basically a temple beside a huge pagoda. there was construction going on all over the place though, so we just headed for our next destination, the Penang Hill which was a 5 mins drive away. It was really not much of a difference from the other hills and mountains we had been traveling that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxzhR7vXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UQM6YYJKlmI/s1600-h/2007_1224%28013%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxzhR7vXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UQM6YYJKlmI/s200/2007_1224%28013%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152313472376880498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the day is when all the "fun" begins. Our initial intention to go night shopping was abruptly disrupted by extremely heavy traffic and hordes and hordes of Penang Bengs. Thats when I suddenly remembered the date; it was Xmas Eve!! And it so happened that we were trespassing the "Orchard Road of Penang". There was foam and strings and flashes of red caps everywhere. The scene was  a  ripoff from our very own orchard road...with a twist. The police  had no control whatsoever... We were surrounded by a river of people who didn't hesitate to spam their sprays on our car. We even witnessed a start of a gangfight when a dude knocked down another guy's precious bike. That spark was all that was needed to trigger a chain explosion which ended up with him being ganked by 6-7 people. helmets, fists and rage were thrown and flung all over. It took us 20 mins to get out of that lane into safety as people were knocking on our car or spraying our windscreen, and some even found it amusing to lift the wipers of our foam-covered windscreen. Fortunately, there were kind people out there who helped us  place it back down. After finally getting out, we decided to head back to our hotel instead of sticking around to await for more trouble from the countdown. Shaken but still amused from the incident, I realized how safe S'pore actually is, and how easily we take it for granted. Sadly though, we didn't bring any cams or phones out, so yea, too bad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (25th Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went looking for the butterfly farm and the snake temple after traveling through the mountainous terrain once again. I'll let the pics do the talking for today :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDYhR7vmI/AAAAAAAAALY/1OX44h4pca4/s1600-h/2007_1225%28074%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDYhR7vmI/AAAAAAAAALY/1OX44h4pca4/s200/2007_1225%28074%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152332799729712738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda reminds me of one of my classmate's face :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDXhR7vkI/AAAAAAAAALI/7CxcQfx9CR4/s1600-h/2007_1225%28050%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDXhR7vkI/AAAAAAAAALI/7CxcQfx9CR4/s200/2007_1225%28050%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152332782549843522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Dude, we can like totally see you.. try harder next time yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_ExR7vhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GwglFO3hKDA/s1600-h/2007_1225%28018%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_ExR7vhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GwglFO3hKDA/s200/2007_1225%28018%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152328062380785170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDYBR7vlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mSf0mYTPXGI/s1600-h/2007_1225%28065%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDYBR7vlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mSf0mYTPXGI/s200/2007_1225%28065%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152332791139778130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"who you calling ugly..?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4Cx0BR7vYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZdZesr7z8wM/s1600-h/2007_1225%28008%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4Cx0BR7vYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZdZesr7z8wM/s200/2007_1225%28008%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152313480966815106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain't gonna be advertising for Darlie anytime soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDZBR7vnI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ff-fWUauHxk/s1600-h/2007_1225%28028%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DDZBR7vnI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ff-fWUauHxk/s200/2007_1225%28028%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152332808319647346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Stop buggin' me whoever you... whoa~~!!"&lt;br /&gt;After getting back to the hotel, we geared up for a ride on the jet scooter and my bro even went flying on the para sail.. totally awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxzRR7vWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HgT6swPPewU/s1600-h/2007_1225%28035%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4CxzRR7vWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HgT6swPPewU/s200/2007_1225%28035%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152313468081913186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"What?! NO seatbelts?!?Marvelous! Just the way I want it man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgRR7vpI/AAAAAAAAALw/IfpVZ9zCgEg/s1600-h/2007_1225%28038%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgRR7vpI/AAAAAAAAALw/IfpVZ9zCgEg/s200/2007_1225%28038%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152337330920210066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;up.. up... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgxR7vqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XEWcjtWk6Qo/s1600-h/2007_1225%28044%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgxR7vqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XEWcjtWk6Qo/s200/2007_1225%28044%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152337339510144674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and away......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 (26 Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid a visit to the Sleeping Buddha temple before setting off for home. The place was naturally calm and a kinda peace came over you when you enter the temple. A huge model of Buddha lay sleeping the moment you enter the temple. The feel was truly holy, and the sight was entirely magnificent. More pics more pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgBR7voI/AAAAAAAAALo/5HJGPcSzTc0/s1600-h/2007_1226%28005%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHgBR7voI/AAAAAAAAALo/5HJGPcSzTc0/s200/2007_1226%28005%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152337326625242754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHhBR7vrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/eX0UmSbJAhk/s1600-h/2007_1226%28014%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHhBR7vrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/eX0UmSbJAhk/s200/2007_1226%28014%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152337343805111986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I said it was big... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHhhR7vsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2Rg7l0Qj63w/s1600-h/2007_1226%28017%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DHhhR7vsI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2Rg7l0Qj63w/s200/2007_1226%28017%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152337352395046594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I meant REALLY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And next was the journey home down the NS highway once again. surprisingly, the view on the way back was kinda different from the way there coz of the different angle of the mountains. On the way back, we made a stop at KL for dinner before heading straight for Home Sweet Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DKwxR7vtI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DysI7jX3l-s/s1600-h/2007_1226%28038%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DKwxR7vtI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DysI7jX3l-s/s200/2007_1226%28038%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152340912922934994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desserts anyone~~?&lt;br /&gt;That's abt wraps my Xmas Penang trip! Hope u enjoyed it, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DMChR7vuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L072oe7XEDc/s1600-h/2007_1224%28017%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4DMChR7vuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L072oe7XEDc/s200/2007_1224%28017%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152342317377240802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-963300078549232811?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/963300078549232811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=963300078549232811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/963300078549232811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/963300078549232811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas-bash.html' title='MeRry XmAs Bash!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/R4C_DRR7veI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v0TlsIKwqeg/s72-c/2007_1223%28061%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-1385847770563261693</id><published>2007-12-19T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:46:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving it all behind</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;indecisiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it that I'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;inferior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I always&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; give up so easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for being so&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; hesitant&lt;/span&gt; all the time&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I tend to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;compromise to everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;redundant and false sense of insecurity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being emo here&lt;br /&gt;I'm proving my resolve&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show I can break through&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want this time&lt;br /&gt;I know I may fall&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not go without a fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1385847770563261693?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1385847770563261693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1385847770563261693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1385847770563261693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1385847770563261693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/leaving-it-all-behind.html' title='Leaving it all behind'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7900530795148980428</id><published>2007-12-10T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:18:46.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity Check</title><content type='html'>Salutations my dear readers.... ok, dat was corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, literally halfway through my common tests now, and as usual, i feel no pressure at all. (Really can't imagine how haylie feels all e time...) Probably gonna do not-so-well for today's electronics, but according to outside sources, there's still hope! Gonna have a thermofluid crash course tml in school since I plan on scoring well for it. I've got a commitment and a promise to keep, and thats whats driving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reviewing myself alot lately and I really feel I need a personality makeover. No, its not that I'm disgusted with my current self or anything, just feel I need a change of environment.. Since I'm finding it so hard to cover my weaknesses, I'm gonna build on different strengths, gonna get a proper goal and motivation in life. Life has so much meaning, and I'm totally making minimal use of it. Need a stronger mind, a *ahem not-so-fat physique, a more charasmatic outlook, bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, still in the planning stage of it now, but there really ARE some visible changes if &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; actually took notice at all... But that doesn't matter anyway, just striving to be more of me, rather than living in someone else's shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it will happen.. when it happens.. till then, keep the suggestions coming in.. &lt;em&gt;please...!!&lt;/em&gt; and until then,this is Ju signing out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7900530795148980428?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7900530795148980428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7900530795148980428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7900530795148980428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7900530795148980428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/identity-check.html' title='Identity Check'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-385574578015654368</id><published>2007-12-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:00.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See you at the finishing line!</title><content type='html'>Alright.. I'm totally aching from this morning's run, yet I'm gonna blog in.. BE GRATEFUL PEOPLE!! As you all know(or might not know) there was this major event today which caused the closure of many roads around s'pore.. this event is known as the Standard Chartered Singapre Marathon 2007. I wanted to be well-prepared for this walk, but it turned out that i was TOO well-prepared.. equipped with a brand new water bag and a fully loaded pouch, I looked more like my team's manager than a runner.... even my shirt stood out from the rest... everyone else was wearing blue while I just HAD to don on a grey singlet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, our team took a little longer than expected to gather and get ready, thus the guys had to join the gals at e start... At the starting point, the emcee was trying to get everyone in e hyped up mood and stuff, and I can tell u the crowd was awesome, especially when u see thousands of people doing the YMCA dance... (how could i resist not joining in?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before long, the race begins! For the first time in my life, I actually jogged non-stop for 5 full km! I walked for about 150m and started jogging again... One of the participants of the race was an amputee.. My respects go out to him for taking up this challenge. As I passed him by, everyone started applauding.. Just when I was about to put myhands together, the applause stopped... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last km seemed to take forever as i sped up upon seeing the 1km sign... my legs were weary, but my mind was strong.. something was pushing me to go forward, to finish this once and for all... (maybe it was the mp3 blasting into my ears?) and when the ending point was clearly in sight, i made a final dash to taste the sweet air of finish!! I even teased wanyin n her friend (A team peeps) who were helping out at the event :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the run, e team decided to grab a bite at e marketplace below Raffles Place MRT, at a restaurant called Soup Spoon. There, I caught a glimpse of a gal wearing wad looked like a gown with a miniskirt and a 21km tag on... Could she actually have run in that?! well, anyone with the iq of a cow would know e answer to that, but it was still intriguing nevertheless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R1LOD9uKuwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fEleEdrSejY/s1600-R/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139396692286290690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R1LOD9uKuwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MVXHp4_XNFk/s200/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Thats her in white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, thats all for today's update, pics will be up as soon as i get 'em, till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-385574578015654368?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/385574578015654368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=385574578015654368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/385574578015654368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/385574578015654368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/12/run-your-own-race.html' title='See you at the finishing line!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/R1LOD9uKuwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MVXHp4_XNFk/s72-c/Image090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-6172427442949522229</id><published>2007-11-28T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:00.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace...</title><content type='html'>I'd like to dedicate this post to the 5 dragonboaters who lost their lives for their passion at the recent tragedy at Cambodia. May their souls Rest in Peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R00IRp57WII/AAAAAAAAAIo/oxlazMboWNc/s1600-h/Sunrise_Bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137771849299220610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/R00IRp57WII/AAAAAAAAAIo/oxlazMboWNc/s200/Sunrise_Bay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6172427442949522229?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6172427442949522229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6172427442949522229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6172427442949522229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6172427442949522229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/11/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace...'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/R00IRp57WII/AAAAAAAAAIo/oxlazMboWNc/s72-c/Sunrise_Bay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-3280646393903757946</id><published>2007-10-30T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:01.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fina World Cup</title><content type='html'>Heya peeps! Back from the Fina World Cup and the event was &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; enough to blow your socks off whether u're a swimmer or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The atmosphere there (when the competitions were undergoing) was simply electric. The swimmers were getting warmed up for the race of their lifetime, the fans and audiences were all ready for a great performance and I was... preparing to push baskets of clothes in and out of the pool. Yea, its a crummy job, but someone's gonna have to do it. But the experience was nothing short of rewarding. An upclose and personal view of the best swimmers the &lt;em&gt;WORLD&lt;/em&gt; has to offer right before our very eyes! I even got the honour of shaking the hands of the &lt;u&gt;fastest&lt;/u&gt; female swimmer on earth (she broke the 50m backstroke world record last night) -- Natalie Coughlin. She instantly became my new idol! Speaking of idols, it was a no-show for Taufik when he performed at the reception after the event. The spotlight was on all the swimmers that night, since each and everyone of them put up an amazing performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, less talk, more show. Time for some pics! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rzhls-AiwNI/AAAAAAAAAII/bUOStzffgSo/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131963598622605522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rzhls-AiwNI/AAAAAAAAAII/bUOStzffgSo/s200/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhltOAiwOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5Ew-x8FcCv8/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131963602917572834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhltOAiwOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5Ew-x8FcCv8/s200/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhmAuAiwPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dlJSaSZXQwU/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131963937925021938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhmAuAiwPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dlJSaSZXQwU/s200/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Roland Schoeman -- World Record Holder for 50m and 100m freestlye and 50m butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Natalie Coughlin(u go gal!)-- 100 metres short course backstroke world record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) The B-Boys ... and gals!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a lil something u might wanna u know, check out... In short, news about the event &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/afp_sports/view/308302/1/.html"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/afp_sports/view/308302/1/.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhmM-AiwQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CXQM-wKhDoA/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131964148378419458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RzhmM-AiwQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CXQM-wKhDoA/s200/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3280646393903757946?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3280646393903757946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3280646393903757946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3280646393903757946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3280646393903757946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/fina-world-cup.html' title='Fina World Cup'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rzhls-AiwNI/AAAAAAAAAII/bUOStzffgSo/s72-c/Image066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-3348029384183778913</id><published>2007-10-20T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:02.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash to Ash</title><content type='html'>Seems like everything is going into flames lately... The Mersing-Tioman ferry, the woods in Malaysia and closer to home, the Ang Mo Kio market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its kinda sad when a place you know so well appears on the front page of today's newspaper for all the wrong reasons. Speaking of which, I was having my driving the morning after the fire when I passed by the carnage that was once AMK market. The same venue where my family and I dined on countless occassions after my swimming lessons at the nearby YCK swimming pool. To see it in such a sorry state with firemen and police crawling all over was shocking and was quite an eye opener. Being the kaypo s'porean I was, a mysterious pull brought me back to the place after my lesson to get a second glance. What I saw upclose was totally unbelievable and surreal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tables were melted, ceilings were leaking, stalls were totally wrecked and the entire mood and colour of the market was literally &lt;strong&gt;totally black&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything from the ceilings, the walls right down to the ground was charred. If the fire was so huge that the extent of the damage was so dramatic, what was the toll it had on the roof? I just&lt;strong&gt; HAD &lt;/strong&gt;to find out. I took a lift of a nearby HDB to the 6th floor and the sight was... &lt;em&gt;out of this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole roof caved in and everything was uneven. The damage was devestating to the extent that one would have to shudder to contemplate the idea of anyone being in that building at the moment of the inferno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, during my "exploration" I snapped pictures back for my mum's viewing pleasure, and for the benefit of my dear &lt;em&gt;valued &lt;/em&gt;(I seriously do treasure the people who bother reading my blog ok) readers, I'm gonna post em up here too...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8Kk9IKkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pqy8V8kyI9Y/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403309759605314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8Kk9IKkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pqy8V8kyI9Y/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8KU9IKiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rj3yp_6mIcM/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403305464637986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8KU9IKiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rj3yp_6mIcM/s200/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8Kk9IKjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YbuPg10dpis/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403309759605298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8Kk9IKjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YbuPg10dpis/s200/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8K09IKlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Oz7mXiW-iXM/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403314054572626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8K09IKlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Oz7mXiW-iXM/s200/Image059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8LE9IKmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WhIN9VRTX_M/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123403318349539938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8LE9IKmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WhIN9VRTX_M/s200/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn9a09IKnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GAdI0bvpPXY/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123404688444107378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn9a09IKnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GAdI0bvpPXY/s200/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numbers anyone...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3348029384183778913?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3348029384183778913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3348029384183778913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3348029384183778913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3348029384183778913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/ash-to-ash.html' title='Ash to Ash'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn8Kk9IKkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pqy8V8kyI9Y/s72-c/Image055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2344370712691595133</id><published>2007-10-17T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:03.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Toast: Let's go fishin'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxV_Yk9IKZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uCpocZaJaT0/s1600-h/2007_0701(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122140211417459090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxV_Yk9IKZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uCpocZaJaT0/s200/2007_0701(002).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelong -- Malay word for stilt fishing huts. (In my definition) Well, the one i went to was more like a fishing platform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days after the WSC camp, my family and I headed down to a kelong off Sibu island for a fishing trip. My Dad drove us to the ferry terminal to catch our little boat trip there. While waiting, we chanced upon this daring cat. We decided to name it "Daring Cat" since it just sieved in and out of the crowd lazily and best of all, it actually had the audacity to climb up onto someone's bag and fall asleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boat arrived, we boarded, and the rest is history..! The trip there was nice, though not stunningly breathtaking as compared to the places I've been to. But the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;azure blue &lt;/span&gt;waters always brought along a kind of peace local waters could never substitute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxnkZk9IKcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IobBH4Z_FOc/s1600-h/2007_0701(005).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123377179178576322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="89" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxnkZk9IKcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/IobBH4Z_FOc/s200/2007_0701(005).JPG" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon arrival, we quickly set up our stuff and it was time to fish!! Within minutes, my bro got his first bite! Wow, that sould have been a record time..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it seemed to be a one hit wonder as from then on, all we did was wait for what seemed like hours and decades.. Until I felt the first sign of what appeared to be a nibble.. and then the pull got stronger and stronger and YES! it was a catch... after another..and another and another... Ended up catching around 20 fishes in one single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123395553048668690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxn1HE9IKhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zsK-ihUoMuE/s200/2007_0701(063).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxnzWk9IKgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7_B61dmi4iw/s1600-h/2007_0701(070).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123393620313385474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxnzWk9IKgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7_B61dmi4iw/s200/2007_0701(070).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, fishing activity was at an all time low, since no one really hooked up anything, so I just sat by my trusty rod stoning away... When through the silence, I heard frantic shouting from nearby. I rushed to the scene to find that my Dad caught an Octopus!! Your imagination must be wandering to the realms of Pirates of the CurryBeans with all the giant octopus and stuff eh? But it was not THAT big Its probably the size of a human head, so I wouldn't advice anyone sane putting that creature anywhere near their heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next morning was pretty uneventful all the way till our return boat came. As we bode our final farewell to the small fishing platform, we boarded the ship with our catch and it was homeward bound... until the boat came to an abrupt halt. It seemed that one of the pipes were leaking and the boat could not move on... One of the guys actually took out his fishing rod and started fishing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half an hour into waiting and finally a boat of similar size came by (its seemed a millenium older though) and were transferred onto it and this time it was truly &lt;em&gt;home sweet home. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like Blogger has trouble uploading my pics as it sure as hell is taking its own sweet time uploading em, thus the number of pics i'm putting up are relatively little. Till next time, this is Ju signing out! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123392709780318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rxnyhk9IKfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZC7PRNJJX4E/s200/Daring+Cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2344370712691595133?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2344370712691595133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2344370712691595133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2344370712691595133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2344370712691595133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/final-toast-lets-go-fishin.html' title='Final Toast: Let&apos;s go fishin&apos;!'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/RxV_Yk9IKZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/uCpocZaJaT0/s72-c/2007_0701(002).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-3995835646728868034</id><published>2007-10-10T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:05.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toast-ing part II</title><content type='html'>Back from Water Sports Camp..! Missed me...? Didn't think so.. don't gimme that "wadeva" look ok...Anyways, somehow someone's changed the keyboard, so bear with me if i get some tjpos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Water Sports Camp 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most standard camps, there will be the world famous ice breaking games where you do stupid stuff to get to know your teammates names. Shortly after, was a game of dodgball (2 teams 1 side each throwing balls to whack anyone from e other team to eliminate them). Naturally, our team won. Oh, btw, my team's name is Shui Niu (water BULLS) and our team flag was a ripoff from the red bull logo, with an extra artistic touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7FS09IKRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3R6405Zo5s8/s1600-h/best+maintainence+award!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120246753610180882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7FS09IKRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3R6405Zo5s8/s200/best+maintainence+award!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up was a fruit's telematch.. Just had to run up and down eating fruits in weird positions.. like dunking your head into a bucket of water to grab a bite from an apple or getting lemon juice squeezed into your mouth and sptting it ino the cup... (lemonade anyone?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7F_U9IKSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ib2acgBXl34/s1600-h/Watermelons+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120247518114359586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7F_U9IKSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ib2acgBXl34/s200/Watermelons+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7Gs09IKTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8NWo3yqtuiQ/s1600-h/Fresh+Lemonade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120248299798407474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7Gs09IKTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8NWo3yqtuiQ/s200/Fresh+Lemonade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7yo09IKYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GtBb7Gisrbw/s1600-h/apple+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120296609590552962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7yo09IKYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GtBb7Gisrbw/s200/apple+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After washing up, we had captain's ball with a twist: Only GALS can score... Our team won once again(YawnXx). That night we had a programme called "variety night" The host read out lyrics in a supposedly montoonous way, and we're supposed to guess it... nothing much there, most of the songs were prety predictable.. Followed by a game of team charade.. one person has to act out a word to the one behind him, that person in turn turns around and acts to the one behind him so on and so fourth.. 10 members a team were sent, and as expected, the message got totally distorted by the time it reached the end... a simple meassage actually turned totally obscene.. u dun wanna know the details... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then made to endure a thailand horror flick(which i've already watched before) and then sent around the school "Ghost Hunting" Nothing special, just some people hiding in ambush to spook us...&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back, it was around 3am, and most of us were still pretty restless.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a few rounds of big 2 with ridiculous stakes.. for every card u have remaining, u do 5 pushups.. sound easy? try having a full hand when someone gets a totally beautiful hand and finishes the game before u place anything down... anded up doing 100++ pushups that night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare came &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got up from bed.. It was time for the Great WSC Workout...! Had to drag my half dead corpse throughout the entire ordeal...&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list, Basketball/ Soccer tournament! I played no part in either coz i know for a fact that i suck at ball games... anyways, without fail, our team came in tops... again. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7IdU9IKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YdOpAB4SxWE/s1600-h/air+ball!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120250232533690706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7IdU9IKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YdOpAB4SxWE/s200/air+ball!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lunch, i kinda noticed one of our good ole teammates was flirtin around... its ok to flirt, its natural, but its NOT ok to ignore ur &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; team mates while doing so just to glorify yourself... That's what pissed me off... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we had a telematch by the poolside (at last! an event where we actually can get wet) It was madness i tell u.. first up, u gotta swim across the wading pool to grab a bag with ur team's name, get up, spin arnd a bamboo ole 10 rounds and walk a straight line. Next was to grab a ball n throw it into a bucket a distance away.. that was pretty time consuming... Next was the killer... &lt;em&gt;Drinking 1.5l bottle of water..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;with a straw. &lt;/strong&gt;I drank and drank...and drank..and drank.. till my bladder was 2 drips of water from explosion...and finally it was over..! Next stops, blowing a pingpong ball from one filled cup to another... nothing much to explain here.. next and final station, filling a 500ml bottle with water.. only useable source of water was the shower hose 5 steps away... pretty time&lt;em&gt; and&lt;/em&gt; back consuming station. After completing, all we gotta do was to sit and wait for e rest of our teammates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting, tragedy struck..! One of the guys had a heart problem relapse while playing. He insisted on playing on though but was stopped as his pain was too excruciating. He was later sent to the hospital against his will, but it was all for the best..&lt;br /&gt;Though our team seemed to be lagging behind at first, we miraculously managed to clinched the top position once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was preparation for our skit.. Our theme was Harry Potter.. we brainstormed and came up with a storyline.. It was pretty funny but i found that certain points in the stroy could be improvised to make it blend with the actual action from the book and the ending could be made better. However, the guy i mentioned previously decided to make himself boss and make all the decisions, directing. scriptwriting and producing of the story (and he knows shit about harry potter) Peeps who know me will know that i'm an avid potter fan... Oh well, FYI our skit got last place... That costed us our top position...&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, we had a back-to-school catwalk, where we had to dress up in our olduniforms PE atire.. Having none of the above, I made an impromptu improvision and disguised myself in my plain blue arena shirt.. and wala.. it worked like a charm, and i must add, my partner and I did quite a stunning walk. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7HzU9IKUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/K1OxAVLwY2A/s1600-h/harry+n+hermione.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120249510979184962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7HzU9IKUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/K1OxAVLwY2A/s200/harry+n+hermione.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were supposed to have a midnight race, but due to the earlier incident, it was light out after the cat walk... Its alright, I was pretty beat up by then anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that sums up the WSC camp experience, hoped u enjoyed it. Next up, Fishing trip @ Sibu! Stay tunes peeps! Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120251134476822898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7JR09IKXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pZfEzah1Q54/s200/Catwalk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7I1k9IKWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pUJKwT9wKak/s1600-h/Catwalk.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3995835646728868034?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3995835646728868034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3995835646728868034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3995835646728868034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3995835646728868034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/toast-ing-part-ii.html' title='Toast-ing part II'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rw7FS09IKRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3R6405Zo5s8/s72-c/best+maintainence+award!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5519838683639004565</id><published>2007-10-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:58:12.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toast-ing</title><content type='html'>Hey wassup peeps?Just got back from LG chalet and i'm gonna have to gear up for the Water Sports Camp in 2 days time, followed by my postponed Malaysia Fishing trip... One word to describe my predicament? &lt;u&gt;HECTIC. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LG Chalet 07 @Downtown East&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wid e swim team dudes on thurs when I got to the chalet since we were taking over their apartment after they leave. And lo n behold e early bird gets e best worm! Tommy gave me a wild wild wet free ticket coz he had other more *ahem* impt stuff to attend to. Sad thing abt e chalet was that i nvr got a chance to take out my ps2 since there was onli one bloody socket... :(      But its alright, had fun doing other stuf.. After the swim team left, we played some card games. Learnt a new game called China man... dun ask me y its called that,but its basically a game where u gotta abide by certain rules if u get a certain card n do a forfeit if u don't... Its complicated, but ez to play after a few rounds. Played that till nightfall followed by a lil tv and a bedtime horror flick..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming early next morning till our ex vice capt dragged us all down to wild wild wet.. Well, that's how i got my lovely sunburns btw...there, we kept spamming the Ular Lah ride.. aka The 6 seater slide. Even got whistled by the lifeguard there during the U slide for making poses instead of holding on to the handle... I am such a &lt;strong&gt;BAD &lt;/strong&gt;example of a lifeguard :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was BBQ time where Julius n i got e nick "&lt;em&gt;honey&lt;/em&gt;" for being the honey spreaders.... played an insane game of twister and more hands guessing games accompanied by alcohol of coz.. n most of us were halfway thro lala land..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the stuff are basically jus sleepin, brushing teeth n stuff, u wun need 2 hear abt it.. Anyways, U'd probably have already noticed this, but I've changed the skin of my blog. Bet a certain someone's gonna love it.. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5519838683639004565?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5519838683639004565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5519838683639004565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5519838683639004565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5519838683639004565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/toast-ing.html' title='Toast-ing'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-8900725290887768032</id><published>2007-09-24T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:46:10.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya dudes and gals, I'm back! Seems like every holiday, I lack the inspiration and mood to come here to post in. Not like anyone totally misses my or anything. Anyhoots, I've put up a new link which will direct you to AAL(Anti-AhLian) blog. Just read it for a quick laugh at the humorous reality of one of Singapore's errrmm... "colourful" inhabitants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've finally made a (hopefully) solid resolution to get at least 2 As for next semester after getting depressed over my current GPA and through the encouragement of a certain class genius. 2 things are probably gonna change when school reopens on the 15th. My dressing and my attitude. Was actually planning to unleash the quieter side of me, not saying its gonna be an easy task, but its definitely worth the shot. Even gonna get a haircut a lil later this afternoon to maybe look a lil tidier to give the guai appearence..? Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in contrast to this month's boredome, next month will be so packed with stuff that i'm not sure i'd have time to breathe.... Will be having a Lifeguard chalet, a Water Sports Club camp, an overseas fishing trip with my family and a 10km run....again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, today's post is pretty short, but i'll end here anyways, till next time, this is Ju signing out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8900725290887768032?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8900725290887768032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8900725290887768032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8900725290887768032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8900725290887768032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/heya-dudes-and-gals-im-back-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-3996695307608089009</id><published>2007-09-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:53:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BME02 Class gathering 2007&lt;/span&gt;. And i must say, it was a blast! A job well done by Rui Hong for Organizing and accomodating us at his place. And of course, credit goes to everyone who turned up as well. I must say, it was a memorable night, where our class totally bonded &lt;strong&gt;even closer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us met together at yck MRT, while some of us got there ourselves, heck Pang even cycled from his home... But the destination was all the same. Our venue -- Rui Hong's crib. When we got there, the first thing all eyes were set upon was the basketball rim ... The guys started lunging balls in an atttempt to get it into e net, The result? BASKETBALL RAIN!! Quite a dangerous environment to be in, with balls knocking u from out of nowhere, but the company was great, even the girls joined in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were introduced to the house, and all eyes switched their target to the PS2. Hot favourite game(especially by dinesh) being Burnout Revenge where u gotta crash thru traffic and even ur opponent to win the race.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was ..hmm... different....  We had steamboat soup with home-made bbq dishes up on the table. And instead of prayers, we had thoughts abt our class from our class. It was sweet. Dinner was followed by Desserts Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3(?!?) .&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit more of gaming after dinner followed by a class Photo Shoot!! We all struck our best poses and it was flash away! The experience? Dazzling... literally. Pics when i get'em as usual.... :p&lt;br /&gt;The girls had to go home after that.. well... that means the guys' turn to have some *ahem* fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Not as manly as u'd think though... Some of the guys went out cycling, and got themselves lost in the middle of Rui Hong's estate(don't ask me how, i wasn't there), while some of us stayed back for more gamin'! When the cycling dudes got back from their adventure, we had a movie marathon, 2 movies u'd probably never guess ... all e way till abt 3 am. Most of us Ko'ed halfway thru, while someone actually fell of his chair while sleeping... after e movies, some guys still had e endurance to bring on more games!! Games were on till e nxt morning. Slumber minds were forcing their equally slumber bodies to get up, pack up n go for breakfast. Had prata at a nearby place and it was sayonara!! Everyone enjoyed the night, I must say, i did too! hope the next one will b just as good, or even better! In mexico maybe? (only the guys who were there will know this one).&lt;br /&gt;Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3996695307608089009?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3996695307608089009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3996695307608089009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3996695307608089009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3996695307608089009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-from-bme02-class-gathering-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6844064268886297091</id><published>2007-08-19T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RseTnsD33_I/AAAAAAAAADg/wNglhMGcV1E/s1600-h/IMG_7375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100207413071962098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RseTnsD33_I/AAAAAAAAADg/wNglhMGcV1E/s200/IMG_7375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As promised, Here's my take on Skate Park day! Was a Great Monday afternoon, right after collecting my new car, a Nissan Sunny!(Pics next time!! :P), and the mood was great. Met Elai down at the skatepark at Somerset. First time being there and the ramps were like wow, totally right out of a game (tony hawk to be exact) . Elai skated and I bladed(roller blade if u wanted to know). The Graffitis on the walls were simply Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While down there, I learned: 1. Kien ( a dude we met there) was an awesome skater. 2. Never listen to kiddos. Yea, I got my ass pawned cos i listen to this blonde kid and "try the High One" Should have known better.... Well, it looked easy enough when his brother tried it... It actually went pretty smooth halfway down the ramp when something went totally wrong, and everything went crash n burn after that.. Was a pretty cool experience though. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmuhMD34EI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y7JvRziFgic/s1600-h/IMG_7386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100799938170183746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmuhMD34EI/AAAAAAAAAEI/y7JvRziFgic/s200/IMG_7386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rsmu5MD34FI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lTN_0WP68zI/s1600-h/Sequence1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100800350487044178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rsmu5MD34FI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lTN_0WP68zI/s200/Sequence1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvWcD34HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DBAuQwgROCE/s1600-h/IMG_7429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100800852998217842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvWcD34HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DBAuQwgROCE/s200/IMG_7429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvD8D34GI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xA57RrfuTFI/s1600-h/IMG_7378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100800535170637922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvD8D34GI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xA57RrfuTFI/s200/IMG_7378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvgcD34II/AAAAAAAAAEo/d_KnLYGo-R8/s1600-h/IMG_7446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100801024796909698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RsmvgcD34II/AAAAAAAAAEo/d_KnLYGo-R8/s200/IMG_7446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;pics by: Elai n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually had an overnight stay at school right after our training. Since the planning was pretty scewed up, we had to sleep in the school gym. Was pretty cosy though, till the girls came in. Our peaceful sanctuary turned choas in an instance. It was pure madness, there were legs everywhere!! As a result, I barely got 3 full minutes of shut eye... This totally affected my kayaking performance the next morning. We woke up at 4, took a 5.30 bus to Kallang, waited like dumb dumbs for half an hour(Imagine a carpark full of half-conscious zombies), and finally, we were off to Marina! Well, basically, we kayaked 2.5km to Marina, to see Sir Nathan wave his hand and go back to Kallang. My partner was pretty cool though, we worked pretty well together. Half the journey I was thinking she was sec 4 or something, since we were supposed 2 b working with secondary school student.. Till she told me she was a uni student representative *jaw drops*. Was a pretty fun experience all in all. Hope FS gets well from his cut soon... Didn't get a chance to bring back any pics, since we couldn't bring anything along, oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6844064268886297091?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6844064268886297091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6844064268886297091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6844064268886297091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6844064268886297091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/as-prmised-heres-my-take-on-skate-park.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/RseTnsD33_I/AAAAAAAAADg/wNglhMGcV1E/s72-c/IMG_7375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-2527355336105883029</id><published>2007-08-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T09:23:38.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lost And Found&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally experiencing a full blast of karma today. But before going into that, gonna blog in on the Nationals Lifesaving Competition down at Kallang first. Well, got all the relays and a 100m manikin rescue with fins this year. Congrats to Marcus once again for clinching gold once again for line throw. (Really close call there though). Though the rest of us didn't win anything, it was a good effort and experience put in by everyone. Good job people. (except for "Terrence the slacker" on that one event). As usual, gonna upload them pics as soon as i get 'em. After the event and on the way to celebrating my brother, Shaun's 13th Birthday is where the Karma all begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You see, Karma is about givin and taking. What goes around comes around. You'd probably know that fully well if you catch "my name is Earl". So I'm gonna split what happened into "take" and "give" cos' that's exactly what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition, I made my way down to Northpoint to meet my family for dinner at Swensens. Since they were not yet there when I arrived, I went to do business with the toilet first. After that, I went out to wait for them till they came. When they arrived, my mum asked a really interesting question, totally random but purely coincidental "Did you bring you wallet?" Laughingly, I searched my pocket and to my horror, all I&lt;br /&gt;felt was emptiness...both in my pocket and in my head. "Oh Shit!" was all I could think. I made a frantic dash to the toilet to find nothing there. "No Way, I swear I must have misplaced it here! OMG OMG!!" The next thing which came to my mind was the info counter aka lost n found. When I got there, there it was, nicely lying on the table, as if waiting for me all these time... The receptionist told me some kind soul found it and passed it to her. She even got his particulars down. I called him up n thanked him from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Give&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the birthday dinner, we got home and became emptying the car since we were gonna get a new one tml. As I brought the stuff back up home, I kept hearing bells. I swore it wasn't brandy's and I just presumed it came from one of the fishing bells my brother was bringing up... Until heard my Dad say "Hey there lil buddy, where'd you come from?" Only one thing came to mind. Yup, we just found a lost dog... We decided to bring it in first, in case it wandered off again. Brandy went ecstatic over his new found friend. they were playing so violently my mum thought they were fighting. After awhile of searching, we finally found his owner and returned him to his rightful home, right where he belongs. Though we couldn't bear to see him leave, that's just how life goes, give and take. Some kind soul returned my wallet, and its only fair we do the same to reciprocate the kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting our new car tml..! so excited I can't wait! lol. Till then, this is Ju signin out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2527355336105883029?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2527355336105883029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2527355336105883029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2527355336105883029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2527355336105883029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost-and-found-totally-experiencing.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7367966327509903870</id><published>2007-08-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:06.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RrQ-FXja1nI/AAAAAAAAADY/h_6-nKWd0bQ/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RrQ-FXja1nI/AAAAAAAAADY/h_6-nKWd0bQ/s200/stars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094765340405716594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up into the night sky, and thought to myself "Where have all the stars gone to?". I took a second glance, and caught a hint of star, twinkling in a distance.. As I took a closer look, I realized the stars had not gone anywhere.. there they were, hardly visible but surely there. And I thought to myself again... "Why are the stars fading?" I took a good look around me, and the answer came to me so naturally... They were not fading at all, but all these while, we were so blinded by the surrounding lights that we fail to see the brilliance of the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its surprising why something so beautiful has always been there, yet we fail to notice them. We are so distracted by everything else in life that we miss them and simply assume that they are non-existent. But it seems that we choose to be distracted by these "lights" and fail to see the magnificent constellations up in the heavens ... We are so busy with our lives that we don't have the time to smell the roses along the way. So we just have to bear in mind that sometimes, its the small things that makes life beautiful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I just spotted a really beautiful star i never really noticed until now, though it was right there in front of me all these time... But I cannot reach out for this star... Not that I don't want to, but I simply can't. Someone else has already made this star their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;       Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7367966327509903870?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7367966327509903870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7367966327509903870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7367966327509903870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7367966327509903870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-looked-up-into-night-sky-and-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/RrQ-FXja1nI/AAAAAAAAADY/h_6-nKWd0bQ/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5491828010659934351</id><published>2007-07-31T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:03:07.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>When someone you know is hurting, sayin "I understand" is the most truthful lie. You say you want to be alone, you say you need your space. But please remember, as a friend I'll always be by your side. Maybe not physically, but in heart and in mind. If I could share the pain, I would gladly bare the load. You don't have to do this alone. I told you before, I'll be there no matter what, and it shall forever hold true... &lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly. Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5491828010659934351?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5491828010659934351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5491828010659934351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5491828010659934351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5491828010659934351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-4429594916656541330</id><published>2007-07-14T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:43:54.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Harry Potter movie, and &lt;FONT FACE="Times New Roman" SIZE="+1" COLOR="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I found it quite disappointing... being a Harry Potter fan myself... &lt;br /&gt;In my days of reading Order OF The Pheonix, I was so gripped by the book that I could hardly bear to take my eyes off the book even for toilet breaks... The movie however, was just bits and pieces of the book carelessly dumped together to fill the 2 1/2 hour timeslot... The fighting scene was crappy with spells with all kinds of names but doing the &lt;em&gt;exact same effect&lt;/em&gt; (all it did was send the opponent flying backwards) &lt;br /&gt;The character introduction wasn't even close to being vague. They failed to emphasize on: &lt;br /&gt;the eccentric nature of Luna Lovegood &lt;br /&gt;the carelessness of Nymphadoria Tonks&lt;br /&gt;the relationship between Cho Chang and Harry (They should've got a better lookin' Cho)&lt;br /&gt;THE BLOODY FIGHTING SCENE AT MINISTRY OF MAGIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing though, this show was totally free...reception included(yes, food n drinks) courtesy of my mum's company's bank, DBS.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can only anticipate the release of the Deathly Hallows and hope it will be a fitting finale to the already beautiful masterpiece by J.K Rowling. Till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4429594916656541330?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4429594916656541330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4429594916656541330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4429594916656541330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4429594916656541330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-got-back-from-harry-potter-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1013376045971750339</id><published>2007-07-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:08:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:18px"&gt;Limits.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is too much? Exactly how far do we push ourselves in search for "perfection"? Is the mentality of breaking your limits always the best motivation? Let's just take a couple of examples, and decide our definition of the word &lt;strong&gt;limit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, Proffesional wrestler Chris Benoit &lt;u&gt;alledgedly&lt;/u&gt; had an overdose of steroids, thus throwing him into a "Roid Rage", slaughtering his wife and kid. Sad case huh? Though Benoit wasn't one of my favourite wrestlers(this does NOT mean I don't respect his achievements) such a scenario was totally unexpected and should never happen to anyone. So, how much steroids did he actually take? When did the drug actually exceed his body's tolerence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to home, an RJC boy pushed his body as far as it could go, he clinched a third in the SEA games selection race, and beat his personal time. But at what cost? Just as he reached the finish line, he collapsed and started foaming before being sent to a hospital where he dies a couple of hours later. Was it really worth it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limits are there to tell the body how much is enough... Breaking past these limits is the key to improvement. But its always wise to measure the costs and how much is too much. I'll just leave it here for you to ponder and make your own judgements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still tired from training just now, so yea, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1013376045971750339?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1013376045971750339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1013376045971750339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1013376045971750339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1013376045971750339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/limits.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-8033826670791311350</id><published>2007-07-02T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:36:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just feeling kinda moody right now... Feeling kinda like the whole world is pressing down on me or something. Like I'm being watched on my every move, every mistake and every step. Still feeling kinda sucky over that miscoiled rope at IVP... STUPID SHIT!! I know I could have done so much better. ANyways, think I'm gonna write another one of them poems, enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking at the azure blue skies, &lt;br /&gt;I realize how small I am.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the ticking time,&lt;br /&gt;I was lost right there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I had never met you,&lt;br /&gt;Would I still be the same?&lt;br /&gt;I'd be stranded in an endless loop,&lt;br /&gt;Lost out in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I find myself here again,&lt;br /&gt;In a different time and space.&lt;br /&gt;Playing the same old game,&lt;br /&gt;Only with a different face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this isn't one of my best poems, its definitely the most personal one I've made so far... well, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8033826670791311350?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8033826670791311350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8033826670791311350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8033826670791311350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8033826670791311350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-feeling-kinda-moody-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-4790882557947972141</id><published>2007-06-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:27:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from a TRANSFORMERS movie with them lifesaving dudes (and a gal). Can't say it was a nice show.. it was &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;. The cars, trucks, tankers, F22 etc..were simply slick! but that was nth compared to the transformation into their robot forms! Nice story, dashing scenery and a real hot chick! Two Thumbs and a toe up for Transformers... This show would be number one on my "&lt;em&gt;must watch&lt;/em&gt;" list. Well, time for some long-awaited last minute mugging for tomorrow's FINAL PAPER... till next time, this is Ju signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4790882557947972141?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4790882557947972141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4790882557947972141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4790882557947972141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4790882557947972141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-got-back-from-transformers-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-4851681258647404441</id><published>2007-06-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:37:22.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My apologies people, I just couldn't bring myself to fill up these empty spaces like i promised... Its not like my break was uneventful.. no..no.. in fact, i'm gonna list down two of them major events. ok, actually the ONLY two events I had during this mini break, but it just didn't leave a big enough SMACK! to make me wanna write in though.. Just no inspiration somehow... Maybe its pre-common test stress kinda thing u know? ANyways, before I start my official blabber, I'd like to wish my classmate, Eunice (and e rest of her CO gang including Nurul) a safe and enjoyable trip to Sydney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual, I'm having my study notes right beside me, and I'm here busy typing away on my lappy... The rest of the break was spent in an almost similar fashion, just that I was onto DOTA... And no, I'm definitely not addicted, just found the thrill of hearing the occasional chant of DOUBLE KILL! or GODLIKE! really intriguing and...well.. more enchanting as compared to staring at a piece of paper at my wits end trying to formulate figures and numbers...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last saturday, I was kinda dragged down to a gamer's party; Grenado Espada party to be precise down at Zouk. Kok, ZS, JH and I made our way down to Clarke Quay MRT station, only to find that none of us knew the way there. Having little alternatives, I mustered my courage and made an enquiry at the info booth at the mrt station. We were given a bus number, the number of stops needed and a "Get off the bus and cut across Muhd Sultan Road". Seeing that it was pouring cats, dogs and donkeys outside, we didn't have e cheaper luxury of getting there by foot. So, onto the bus we got... In the bus, there were a few peeps who looked suspiciously like gamers going for the same event we were.. they seemed lost too.. hmm &lt;br /&gt;Well, following the info counter religiously, we dropped off at some ulu place three stops later.. the thing is, no one else was dropping.. in fact, they were staring at us like a bunch of kukoos.. &lt;br /&gt;After alighting, we took a good look around the area..and found ourselves completely lost...(Damn, we should have followed them) Having left with NO options, we flagged a taxi to get to our next destination:&lt;strong&gt;Zouk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the taxi, we were wondering how we were gonna face those other dudes who got there by bus and saw us dropping back there...&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got there, there was no sign of the group from the bus.. where could they have gone? Were they not from e same event after all? Our answer came soon enough when a taxi drove in with &lt;u&gt;THEM&lt;/u&gt; as its passengers... (ROFL!!)&lt;br /&gt;The event itself was'nt really THAT exciting, other than that really hot FHM gamer gal and e free cans of coke(what?! I'm a kiasu s'porean to a certain extent as well ok?)&lt;br /&gt;Zouk was'nt as huge as i pictured it to be though... &lt;br /&gt;After the event, we had dinner at a nearby food centre.We then took a stroll around great world shopping mall where i saw the shirt "Is your name Summer? coz its hot in here!" (a lil OC reminiscing there). Jun Hua got marissa a wallet for her bdae gift.. I'm not gonna go into specifics here as to what the gift looks like(don't wanna spoil e surprise). We got out and started walking around a lil bit(and getting lost yet again). Funy thing is that a lady asked us for directions for a river valley hotel or something.. being lost birds ourselves, we had no answer to give her, regretfully... after a few minutes of wandering abt, we stumbled across a river valley hotel (yes, the one e lady was looking for) and the last we saw of her was when she was walking a totally opposite direction...&lt;br /&gt;After following road signs a lil here n there, we finally made our way back to clarke quay somehow.. Did abit of window shopping at Riverside shopping centre or something where i got me a new pair of shirt.At last, something formal to wear..! (Can't upload the pic for some reason)&lt;br /&gt;By then, it was kinda late, so we called it a day and headed back home.. That's it for saturday,till then,this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-4851681258647404441?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4851681258647404441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=4851681258647404441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4851681258647404441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/4851681258647404441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-apologies-people-i-just-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-2570064539856844446</id><published>2007-06-08T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:06.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF TERM IS UPON US!!! Well, quite a few stuff on my mind, so I'll start right from the morning... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woke up pretty late today, so i was rushing thru everything to get to school. Well, while rushing to the mrt, i had a glance at e electronic time estimation board thing, and it was 2 minutes b4 e train arrives. LUCKY!! But as I rushed up the escalator, to my horror, there was already a long queue waiting behind the yellow line... and in e middle of the arrows where pessengers were supposed to alight FIRST. Well, i was certainly demoralised by the sight.. until the train finally came, and almost no one bothered entering the train, like it was actually non-existent...OMG!!..  well, what is happening is that they r waiting for the next train which is going to be totally empty... But that did not deter this people from blocking the passengers exit entirely... And the train wasn't even crowded... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One of my mono-expressioned classmate had a cute little bout wid our biosensors lecturer (who is almost always late) abt his absence issue... It went something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lect&lt;/strong&gt;:" &lt;em&gt;Pang,  if u gonna miss any more lessons, be prepared to see me again next sem.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Pang&lt;/strong&gt;:" &lt;em&gt;today I earlier than u. You want to say me, u must set a good example yourself. I came early, you came late, so u cannot say me&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Lect:&lt;em&gt;Speechless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For personal Development, we did our lil egg drop experiment where u use 3 materials to form a barrier to protect e egg from cracking even if thrown from 3 storeys. My rubbish design (pun intended) actually worked!! I wrapped e egg in newspaper and surrounded crumpled paper around it, before wrapping it in 2 layers of plastic bag. Pang's idea was cool. His egg was surrounded by straws and placed in between loads of balloons. The land was beautiful, really slow acceleration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, a group of our class guys went drinking. We drank to card games, and i realli didn't drink  much, but some of the guys did, and gosh, i'll post e aftermath somewhere here.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rml9nXEv8UI/AAAAAAAAADA/4_g08UiPHbk/s1600-h/Farmer+theeban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rml9nXEv8UI/AAAAAAAAADA/4_g08UiPHbk/s200/Farmer+theeban.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073724570371879234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rml-DHEv8VI/AAAAAAAAADI/kqF_yfhniFI/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rml-DHEv8VI/AAAAAAAAADI/kqF_yfhniFI/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073725047113249106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a nice end to the term, and now, bit by bit, i feel our class is gettin together.. yay! Will get more pics up when i get em, till then, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-2570064539856844446?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2570064539856844446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=2570064539856844446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2570064539856844446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/2570064539856844446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-day-of-term-is-upon-us-well-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rml9nXEv8UI/AAAAAAAAADA/4_g08UiPHbk/s72-c/Farmer+theeban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-9199866610682496318</id><published>2007-06-07T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:50:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a really rushed and tiring week, thus hardly got time to complete my repots, sketches and much less touch up on my blog.. Anyways, while i've got free time now, I'm gonna fill in abit here :) There'll b a 2 week break from next week, so expect more entries yea..? and I passed my basic theory!yay! Now to worry for my advanced theory.. gonna have to study extra hard for that, above my common tests as well.. anyways, jus came across this vid on JJ, showing y he is &lt;strong&gt;SOoo&lt;/strong&gt; extraordinarily talented.. check this out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7JgyD1RICA."&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7JgyD1RICA.&lt;/a&gt;  Still kinda aching from ytd's rope throwing training, but its all worth it. I WILL master and perfect the art and technique of rope throwing... now all i lack is &lt;em&gt;precision&lt;/em&gt;... Well, gotta go to school now, so till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-9199866610682496318?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9199866610682496318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=9199866610682496318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/9199866610682496318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/9199866610682496318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/06/been-really-rushed-and-tiring-week-thus.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-576676864302183666</id><published>2007-05-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:30:24.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was on my way back from work just now when i noticed a couple of kids playing wid them styrofoam blocks, tearing them bit by bit and lettin the bits fall to the ground like flakes of snow. It was kinda irresponsible, but well, their jus kids... I would've done the same, even now.. :p This made me think... what if they were told to pick up every single piece and to place them back onto the block. Well, even if they COULD find them, it wouldn't be possible to get the block o the exact way it was (those kids would probably have phobia of styrofoam for the rest of their lives...). &lt;br /&gt;  In life we often find that we make decisions, and by the time we realize we have made a wrong step, it is too late to reverse our decsion or the actions we have made. Sir Issac Newton's 3rd law does not only apply to physics but to our everyday life as well... quick recap of 3rd law of motion: &lt;strong&gt;Every Action Causes a Reaction.&lt;/strong&gt;. So every little move we make, whether significant or not in ur opinion DOES make a difference. Even leaving the house 1 minute late may result u in missing the train, thus making u wait an extra 7 minutes, and perhaps losing u ur chance of meeting the love of ur life. That's just an analogy, but the possibilities are endless, dat one minute could even be the thread between life and death...&lt;br /&gt;  Chance plays a big part of our life, but so do our choices and decisions... Ok, y on earth did i choose to write this post wheni'm supposed to be rushing for my lab report?!? Argh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;   Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-576676864302183666?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/576676864302183666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=576676864302183666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/576676864302183666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/576676864302183666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/05/was-on-my-way-back-from-work-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-713030576912559631</id><published>2007-05-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:00:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a really crappy day which pissed me off and thus i'm writing in this crappy post to hopefully unpiss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piss Factor Number 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going to collect my handphone from repairs, the weather sucked. I had to brave a 50m walk through the rain from orchard MRT to Wheelock place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piss Factor Number 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop actually charged me extra $8.07 when the promise made was "$110 and &lt;em&gt;BELOW&lt;/em&gt;" !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piss Factor Number 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring along my handphone battery for on-the-spot testing...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piss Factor Number 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my laptop with me the WHOLE day without even getting to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Piss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a report to complete topped up with a sprinkle of 2 tests. one tomorrow and another on friday. Marvellous ain't it..?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Piss &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ctd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like one of the only pathetic souls on this planet who hasn't yet caught Spidey 3. Even the rest of my family has caught it! Argh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is, today seemed VERY VERY short. After breakfast and phone collection, it was almost time for work already... haizZz.. Here's something I found on the web which I found real interesting and true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MURPHY'S LAW&lt;/strong&gt;: If anything can go wrong, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MURPHY'S LAW ADDITON&lt;/strong&gt;: If anything that could go wrong doesn't go wrong, it would have been ultimately better for it to have gone wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to my report now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, this is Ju reporting out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-713030576912559631?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/713030576912559631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=713030576912559631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/713030576912559631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/713030576912559631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-really-crappy-day-which.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6186702970751079651</id><published>2007-05-20T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:49:02.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@_@ DEGGAT @_@&lt;br /&gt;This is what you are supposed to do. Cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game.Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And e one who tagGed me was none other den ELai... its enlightment-abt-me-time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One- I can wake up to the sound of my watch alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two- I can misplace something I was holding ten seconds ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three- I can doze off with my head up during lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four- ... and be fully awake the next second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five- My nose will bleed when i eat chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six- I wanna keep short black hair, but my mum insists that i keep my hair long and colour it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to continue the chain, here's my six people:&lt;br /&gt;Joey, Gillian, Kimy, YiWen &amp; Jing Shan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6186702970751079651?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6186702970751079651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6186702970751079651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6186702970751079651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6186702970751079651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/05/deggat-this-is-what-you-are-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6565961570411969523</id><published>2007-05-06T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:13:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back fom JB a couple of hours ago to celebrate dad's bdae.. Started wid breakfast followed by a trip 2 e car garage where it was tuned and fixed up n stuff...We actually made a wong turn after gettin e car fixed up and ended up at a go-kart course.. Would've gone fer a ride fer too if it didn't cost RM80/10 mins... Well, wat we did do was watch others ride their 80 malaysian bucks away.. seemed fun though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, that wrong turn did bring us entertainment anyways... And like last time, we bought ourselves DVDs and a game -- Aragon, Wild Hogs, The Reaping, Shooter and Taristas (some uknown horror flick) and FF12. Jus finished Wild Hogs couple of mins ago, and of all e DVDs we ever bought from m'sia, that was e was quality one i's ever laid my eyes on. E show was funny though... Too bad SPidey 3 wasn't out yet... and I'm so lookin forward 2 gettin my hands on Midnight Sun.. coz YUI's in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of e show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CfN9wgrfeE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CfN9wgrfeE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's where i end, till nxt time, this is Ju signin out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6565961570411969523?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6565961570411969523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6565961570411969523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6565961570411969523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6565961570411969523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-got-back-fom-jb-couple-of-hours_1030.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-3691834113862125262</id><published>2007-04-22T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:35:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DreAMT about Angela just now.. in fact, it was a few dreams abt her.. becoz i dunno wad she looks like currently, e dreams seem to take on quite a few different forms of her as well... One of her seems to b able 2 accept me back super willingly, yet another seems to b rejecting me... is this another sign? If so, which one should i heed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to yesterday's biathlon, as expected, I had a hard time wid e running part coz of zero training, but its ok, its jus fer fun anyay. e other competitors had real good sportsmanship. some of those who caught up wid me actually cheered me on. But through this race i lernt something... Its not always about being e fastest, its abt believing in yourself. Its not about the end of the road, its abt the process of getting there. Now i know what it truly means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3691834113862125262?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3691834113862125262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3691834113862125262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3691834113862125262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3691834113862125262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreamt-about-angela-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-5137749256474114923</id><published>2007-04-09T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:54:56.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid job. Stupid Management. Stupid place. Stupid boss. So pretentious. Not enough workers still wanna fire people. Whole day make use of people. If not because I need the cash, you can take back your sad excuse of a job. Till then, I'll endure.  Till then, this is Ju signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5137749256474114923?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5137749256474114923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5137749256474114923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5137749256474114923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5137749256474114923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/04/stupid-job.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6019195590854186187</id><published>2007-03-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:43:01.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been basically slacking these past few days.. Went to Sentosa fer surboard training 2 days ago.. and got myself all sunburnt. Also got myself this cool Deathnote ring necklace at tenchi Vivo. Finally got myself a ring which fits my fingers! (Though it ain't actually meant 2 b a ring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, met up wid kok, Sujie, Peter n Yiwen for some chat at Clarke Quay. Haha, first time going there without having to drink... So sick and tired of drinking anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea.. rented a set of Tsubasa RESERVoir Chronicles today.. well, heard it was good, so i finally decided to try it out... For one thing, in ain't like any other anime. It really is a chronicle.. interesting show, will hopefully update after I watch more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must remember to go book my basic theory tml... don wanna procrastinate any longer than i have to... argh... running short on $$. C la? lazy la? dun wan look for job la? Well, can only blame my lazy nature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, i seem to have an affinity with crappy elective modules.. yea, that's right, i got into personal development.. go ahead, laugh ur pants off... I'll take this in my stride and treat it as free GPA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all e updates i got, till next time, this is Ju signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6019195590854186187?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6019195590854186187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6019195590854186187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6019195590854186187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6019195590854186187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/03/been-basically-slacking-these-pastfew.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-7326083280102605155</id><published>2007-03-21T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:07:53.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was on my way back home on an MRT today when 2 gals boarded the train. First thing I noticed about them was that they were using hand sign to converse with each other, so i assumed that they were deaf. For some reason, I was really intrigued by their interaction, even though I didn't understand a single sign they pointed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While people like them are struggling to communicate with us, the everyday folk, some of us are constantly indulging ourselves in a world of lies and deceit. People only want to listen to what they want to hear. Anything bad would be rejected. Thus, to satisfy that need, people turn to lies...Lying over the smallest of matter just to get others impressed or their symphaty. Some even use the ability of speech to bring others down by backstabbing and bad mouthing. Would the world be a more peaceful place if speech was never granted to us humans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet all the advancements are mainly thanks not only to our bigger brains, but to our ability to talk and communicate efficiently. Usually, its not the ability, but how you use it that makes a difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the 2 gals reached their stop, they stood up. That's when I noticed that she was wearing a hearing aid. She wasn't totally deaf after all. She's mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-7326083280102605155?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7326083280102605155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=7326083280102605155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7326083280102605155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/7326083280102605155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/03/was-on-my-way-back-home-on-mrt-today.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6468318030263213271</id><published>2007-03-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:38:34.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out early to meet up with the Lifeguard people for a supoosed training session at Sentosa. Well... only a fraction of the people turned up, but we had fun nonetheless since training was cancelled since everyone made e unanimous decision to cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu.. think I'm gettin back my long lost tan. Been slacking at home for FAR TOO LONG. Just moving abt a lil makes me lathargic. Need to exercise more regularly now. 2 trips to harbourfront in a row.. not bad... Anyways, the movie ytd (The Messengers) wid marissa n gabe at Vivo was not bad.. though the story was nth special, but I enjoyed my time :) Haha, I still find that deathnote set i bought a waste of precious $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, update till here, till nxt time, this is Ju signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6468318030263213271?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6468318030263213271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6468318030263213271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6468318030263213271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6468318030263213271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-out-early-to-meet-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-6442551472487728664</id><published>2007-03-10T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:09:53.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks to be born with all these unwanted attention.&lt;br /&gt;It literally sucks.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.Before every drip of blood in my body runs dry, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;an someone tell this darn mosquitoes that I am NOT a blood donation drive?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its been too long that I've left this blog untouched, its collecting cobwebs(too bad these webs don't solve my mozzie probs). Time to fill in the missing pieces then! Since I've been gone, the exams are finally over (Yay!), and I'd probably funk a couple of them (shit!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'd like to thank all those people who remembered my birthday and actually wished me. Special thanks goes to Leong Kok and Jun Hua for the buffet treat. That meal really spiced up my day! And to Gabe and Min for the movie session. The show was cool!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm pretty contented with just these. No need for fancy presents or supise parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, the OGL camp. Was a pity Uniz couldn't join us, but its ok, she's got her priorities. Jia You Uniz, u can pull thru this! The camp was really great fun. Initially, the games seemed meaningless and stupid. But soon, we found out the hidden values and meanings behind these games. Through these, we learnt more about trust, friendship and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, been gettin tired of DOTA lately, so I switched my attention to the PS2 instead. And i found myself quite addicted to this game which my brother bought by accident. Its called "Devil May Cry 3" Its an RPG where u control this half human dude who goes around whippin' demon ass with a gun with infinite bullets(Yea! no worries of runnin out on ammo) and a huge sword. This guy's gotta the moves and he's damned slick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to my life, back to my games. Till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6442551472487728664?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6442551472487728664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6442551472487728664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6442551472487728664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6442551472487728664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-sucks-to-be-born-with-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1511519581987957662</id><published>2007-02-28T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T10:22:49.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, 2 papers down, and 1 more to go.. yet I'm already in party mode haha. Been spotted by quite a few pple on tv yesterday on &lt;strong&gt;I not stupid.&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm.. wonder how I looked like, coz i didn't catch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been following a vcd my mum rented a couple of days ago. Its called &lt;strong&gt;Shen Qing Mi Ma or&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Silence&lt;/strong&gt; in english. Its about this mute gal who finds her childhood lover thru fate n a whole lot of twist u'd expect in a love serial. The casts are not bad, and the plot is quite new. Not as predictable as most other shows.. Though some scenes are still &lt;em&gt;ucanninngly&lt;/em&gt; familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having more and more relapses of &lt;em&gt;deja vu &lt;/em&gt;lately... Its not really a bad thing, but I really do fear when it really becomes one... coz this premonitions usually come from my dreams out of nowhere...n if they r so precise, I really can't fathom a nightmare coming true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, at Mac using their internet connection for the first time... I must say its quite stable, though the constant &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;internet connected&lt;/span&gt; followed by &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;internet disconnected&lt;/span&gt; sign which keeps popping out  is rather worrying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna write till here, till nxt time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1511519581987957662?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1511519581987957662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1511519581987957662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1511519581987957662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1511519581987957662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-2-papers-down-and-1-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1990374268325435706</id><published>2007-02-18T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:07.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of my life (literally) when my family and I went to M'sia to play firework last night on Chinese New Year Eve. For a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S'pore tortoise&lt;/span&gt; like myself, who has never seen an actual live firework, it was a spectacular and fascinating experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no lackof "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;!" and an occassional "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Oh Shit! THe neighbour's car/house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And the finale, which I'd like to call the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/span&gt; really earned its name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... these looks like bombs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rdq92d-mpWI/AAAAAAAAACY/wQuLaj9WqB8/s1600-h/DSCF3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033544276997743970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rdq92d-mpWI/AAAAAAAAACY/wQuLaj9WqB8/s200/DSCF3540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rdq-bt-mpYI/AAAAAAAAACo/TV4XJ6U78Hg/s1600-h/DSCF3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033544916947871106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rdq-bt-mpYI/AAAAAAAAACo/TV4XJ6U78Hg/s200/DSCF3545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a tiny preview of one the e small rockets : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xTeRDSRU2w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xTeRDSRU2w&lt;/a&gt; guy in red = me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the bigger stuff :&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbcxZss7Ryk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbcxZss7Ryk&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHSflP8dAsU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHSflP8dAsU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some spin' and sparkle: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=605VmiJ-z7E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=605VmiJ-z7E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the Grande Awsomness: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMxeIvQP8IE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMxeIvQP8IE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool stuff huh? Definitely going back next year for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is Ju Wishin' Everyone out there a Happy and Posperous Chinese New Year!! Oink! Oink!! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1990374268325435706?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1990374268325435706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1990374268325435706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1990374268325435706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1990374268325435706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-blast-of-my-life-literally-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/Rdq92d-mpWI/AAAAAAAAACY/wQuLaj9WqB8/s72-c/DSCF3540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-5494028140475777971</id><published>2007-02-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:25:08.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jus got back from work awhile ago, n i'm staring blankly at my monitor .... Jus feelin really crappy, being told the same thing again, jus thru someone else... as i said b4, though i can take it, it hurts like hell.... All mood from anticipation of tml's laptop arrival has suddenly been drained away totally... Currently got 1 song stuck in my mind... Hao peng you by Xiao Zhu.. obvious right? dats all i gotta pour out today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-5494028140475777971?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5494028140475777971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=5494028140475777971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5494028140475777971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/5494028140475777971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/jus-got-back-from-work-awhile-ago-n-im.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1580206412241817056</id><published>2007-02-11T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:16:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the quizes are finally over, and now he anticipation of the exams arrive... gonna relax abit before I start stuffin my brains again. Darn games @ home are so0o0 boring, played them like a gazillion times already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was told to go out to play Dota early this morning... So i woke up damned early and left e hse, met my fren to walk there... Tried calling e guy who invited us there in e first place, but u guesses it, no reply... I went in to try to book a place coz it was full hse... dat stupid uncle ignoe me!! make me stand there like idiot!! Call him so many time, he purposely ignore, type his stupid shit on his stupid com. Basket, think u make abit of money can mistreat ur customers aR? I gave up trying to interact wid his bloody bloated fat-ass face n jus walked out. (Hope ur F**king shop closes down!!) Since my fren nvr showed up, we jus had to walk home empty handed... bloody waste of the morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work in e afternoon, armed wid a bag of potato chips n a can of red bull :) The sun was so0o0 freakin hot... aRgh... hate days when the sun is against me... Anyways, ended up doing paperwork for my boss....Hey, dat wasn't part of the contract...! but hey, i nvr signed any contract.... (?!) Yea, till now, he nvr gave me the contract, so wth, as long as i get my $$, I'm happy workin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty cool to find that my bicycle which has been parked there for almost a month is still workin... considerin all the punishment the weather did on it... Cycled home on my not-so-trusty bicycle (it broke down on me like 2 times!!) n it was creaky all e way... glad it didn't fall to pieces anyway... played abit of KOF when i got home and, yeap, dat somes up today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, this is Ju signing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I am a-z! (see if u can understand this )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1580206412241817056?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1580206412241817056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1580206412241817056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1580206412241817056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1580206412241817056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-quizes-are-finally-over-and-now-he.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-8313277438768082336</id><published>2007-02-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:14:04.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! Finished up the last of thinking skills with a bang! ...okay, more like a 'pop', but jus finished it off anyways. :)  N cpro is still like an irritating housefly which keeps buzzin rnd n rnd my ears... stupid stuff, really... the programme structure is fine, but its jus not culculating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm at home scratchin my not-thinking head over this weeks testS. 2 memory hardcore stuff at a go!! N there's "The Arena" on TV!! jus love e way they debate....  arGh... discipline... must....bring...myself...to...study.... And pple r still confused over tml lectures... Even I am confused now.... SheEsh.... Gonna pick up my MNC book now 2 see wad more i can absorb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This....is....Ju....signing....out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-8313277438768082336?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8313277438768082336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=8313277438768082336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8313277438768082336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/8313277438768082336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-finished-up-last-of-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-3473931642609993670</id><published>2007-02-05T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:18:44.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. finally, i get the chance to jus sit down n blog!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 straight days of work, work and more work&lt;/span&gt; and everything's so rushed!! Anyways, started off e day with Mech(which we weren't really paying attention to), so we were jus chattin behind, me, gabe n marissa (and maybe kimy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, we didn't catch &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;93.24%&lt;/span&gt; of wad the lecturer was blabbering, instead we spent the time trying to "hypnotize" marissa... haha. All i knew abt that lesson was that it was exam revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, we went down to look for gabe's fren -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Zira&lt;/span&gt;. She's such a sweet person!!! She's so0o0 very frenly n nice to tok to. Felt so bad we had to leave her in our &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; lib cafe to go for Manu tech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manutech was a&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; reEeEaal... dRrRag.....&lt;/span&gt; pretty expected anyways...the way he toks makes u wanna slp.. bt the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;humming&lt;/span&gt; bird outside was so0o0 cute!! The way he keeps trying to come in, despite the window seperating us from the outside world... N the lecturer was there tokin abt how well the bird flies and air-borne refuellers and stuff... haha. We were literally counting down the seconds to lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, it was back to the lib to save Zira from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;clutches of boredome!!&lt;/span&gt; We grabbed some sandwiches n hotdogs to accompany us in our chattin session. Was pretty cool how we jus got along so well though we met for just the first time... Made our way down to the elp after makan-ing for some com-prog work which we didn't do anyway.. haha but we jus chatted a lil more as marissa surfed the web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. after everyone made their way home, I had to go for work...again!! Jus 4 hours of sitting there watchin the polo team do their thing... (seeing their training makes me not regret quitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that wraps up today, till next time, this is Ju signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-3473931642609993670?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3473931642609993670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=3473931642609993670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3473931642609993670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/3473931642609993670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-942989385008850917</id><published>2007-01-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:27:07.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across this article about pigs recently and the common misconception about them. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from TODAY January 26 2007: "Pigs are &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;remarkably intelligent creature&lt;/span&gt; thought by many to be smarter than dogs. They can be trained to respond to simple voice commands and are easily toilet trained. Studies have revealed that pigs have long memory and are able to focus on specific tasks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even better than some primates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs are unable to sweat, instead, they walloy in mud to cool down. Their mucky appearance gives pigs an undeserved reputation for slovenliness. In fact, pigs are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;some of the cleanest animals around&lt;/span&gt;, refusing to excrete anywhere near their living or eating areas when given a choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Braised pork trotters anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RbyqyIA4D4I/AAAAAAAAACI/mA2ngvbbyrA/s1600-h/p-chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025079062359969666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RbyqyIA4D4I/AAAAAAAAACI/mA2ngvbbyrA/s200/p-chan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xv4TxczH-IM/RbyqkYA4D3I/AAAAAAAAACA/bmIjA2gK4CA/s1600-h/p-chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-942989385008850917?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/942989385008850917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=942989385008850917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/942989385008850917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/942989385008850917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/01/came-across-this-article-about-pigs.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_xv4TxczH-IM/RbyqyIA4D4I/AAAAAAAAACI/mA2ngvbbyrA/s72-c/p-chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10700211.post-6094668042240513131</id><published>2007-01-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:07:33.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I've got some comments on my blog, so I'm gonna respond to them in a really simple manner, in case the commenter's dog brain finds it too difficult to comprehend even though they'd probably start hurling insults after i do... who cares, screw that, that would only prove how weak minded n predictable they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number1: If a guy is gay jus becos he blogs, why did u bother visiting it? u gay also ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number2: Yea, I've got a problem bottling up my feelings and I have the ability to express myself through writing. Unlike u punks who are probably unable to contain feelings n wld probably commit suicide after ur girlfren eventually leaves u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number3: At least I know what I'm writing and expressing, unlike some bulldog who follows whatever pple tell him to. No aim, no purpose. Just hate someone coz his master hates him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number4: It is stated very clearly up there that if u don't lke the contents of my blog, just leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is a public blog. I can write whatever I want to, whenever I want to, however I want to. So hurl all the insults u want, you'd probably make a fool of urself, dats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day peeps coz Ju is signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-6094668042240513131?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6094668042240513131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=6094668042240513131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6094668042240513131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/6094668042240513131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-ive-got-some-comments-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-10700211.post-1198758378595930868</id><published>2007-01-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:58:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been feelin really shitty these past couple of days... Stupid thoughts keep buzzin to n fro in my mind like a persistant bee. Jus feel like I'm losing grasp of what I'm supposed to b holding so strongly. Incomplete maths assignments(undone actually) and frustrating Com prog assignments to complete... Everything seems so rushed. Feelin so worthless n pathetic right now. Instead of doing somethin more wothwhile, i wasted time n energy gettin into a fight which proved almost nothing. I can't say it was totally pointless, bt the shit outweighed the purpose by a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus hope tml open hse wld actually help stuff, to cool my head a lil bit. N i jus got news that there will b c pro makeup tml...totally missed out that info during lesson. Really shitty stuff... was totally planning to go relax after my shift... Well, lets jus leave things to circumstances eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10700211-1198758378595930868?l=pandorasbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1198758378595930868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10700211&amp;postID=1198758378595930868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1198758378595930868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10700211/posts/default/1198758378595930868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandorasbanana.blogspot.com/2007/01/feelin-really-shitty-these-past-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>^^Ju^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529736889184463619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
