<?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-11205715</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:52:32.621+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Yessah'/><category term='Stuff to complain about'/><category term='Random thoughts'/><category term='Random stuff'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Music'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Hall life'/><category term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Thoughts and reflections'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>obviouslyoliver</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>477</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7358620141578593345</id><published>2009-09-03T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:36:45.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The **** times are killing me</title><content type='html'>I know i know i have not updated in so long. Very busy and burnt out. Maybe i will start blogging again when she leaves for SEP, will be free-er i guess. Hahaha. Cheers ppl, hope you are doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NpTDHY6wlsw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NpTDHY6wlsw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7358620141578593345?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7358620141578593345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7358620141578593345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/09/times-are-killing-me.html' title='The **** times are killing me'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6778735073485255687</id><published>2009-05-04T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:06:10.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Freaking!</title><content type='html'>It is almost over!!!!!!!!!!! Come on!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dammit, this swine flu sucks like hell. I hope the situation around the world will improve soon, so that the holidays won't have to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6778735073485255687?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6778735073485255687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6778735073485255687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaking.html' title='Freaking!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-894868362749456695</id><published>2009-04-11T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:02:19.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Super guy, always</title><content type='html'>"Muscles in bundles&lt;br /&gt;You know no fear&lt;br /&gt;You will protect me&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe when you're near"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-894868362749456695?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/894868362749456695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/894868362749456695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-guy-always.html' title='Super guy, always'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3121400076488427069</id><published>2009-04-06T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:54:24.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>If i could</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been a very long absence from blogging. Just felt like doing at this moment and you know that these kinda "moments" just disappoear. So best if i do it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long hiatus, but it has been a really busy past few weeks, and weeks to come. I think i said the exact same thing the same time last year when i was doing up the blueblood proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's different this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one commitment. But work comes from many different sources, which means the output also goes out many directions. I thought it was supposed to be a one way input one way output job. From the block, to the block. Looks like things turned out a little different along the way, or perhaps i have been too naive and blind when i took this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, i'm not saying that i regret taking up the job, just that i feel that i've been stretched beyond my expections. I knew i was going to be stretched, but never to this extend. I barely have time to even TOUCH my books and all. People think i am lazy, slack. Yes, to one particular commitment, but not to another. Just that i balance my priorities wrongly sometimes, or i don't balance it at all. Power all channeled to one and neglecting the other. I wonder when will be the next time i can sit down to ONLY focus on my upcoming tests and exams, which are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to put down my whole schedule here to let everyone know what's coming towards me, but i do not need help, i do not want help. I believe i have to solve my own problems and that no one else can do that for me. People can help though, but i am the one who has to walk through that door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, enough of bullshit. I am not emoing or anything, just in the mood to let my thoughts flow. It has just been a very very busy sem for me and i forsee my studies suffering yet again. With Command just around the corner, I tell myself that i want to command after 4 (not 3) years here. To command with the people i have spent my 4 yrs in hall. And to command when the person who matters the most is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people, not an emo post. I will get through this difficult period. All the best to everyone else out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XoBKKB7g04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XoBKKB7g04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3121400076488427069?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3121400076488427069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3121400076488427069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-could.html' title='If i could'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6808165345501637545</id><published>2009-02-21T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:55:06.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Whatever they say, your soul's unbreakable</title><content type='html'>It has been a very eventful 2 weeks, but i'm glad that everything turned out fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a toast to a better semester, and to a new chapter in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfO1Kh1WCic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfO1Kh1WCic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6808165345501637545?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6808165345501637545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6808165345501637545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/02/whatever-they-say-your-souls.html' title='Whatever they say, your soul&apos;s unbreakable'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2984704937360829048</id><published>2009-01-28T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:29:38.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts and reflections'/><title type='text'>Float on</title><content type='html'>Right now i'm just kinda sitting in my room in hall and just surfing facebook and looking through all my photos in my profile, as well as those i have in my com. Looking back and have realised how much people actually change, how much i have changed. But whether or not it's for the better or for the worse is something i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ever since the start of my uni life, i've been sucked into this vortex called "KR" and i know that it has actually taken up most of my life. Can't help it but i know that i have since then neglected many other aspects of my life, in which i refer to the many peers i have outside. Many times i wish i could be at many places at different times but i know that it isn't possible, and so the word prioritise comes in, and i do know that my priorities get mixed up most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i actually want to say is that to the many out there who think that you've been forgotten. I tell you that you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296272403201412722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SYAjsJqGTnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QnYC01s_tRU/s400/wall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my wall in my room. Even though i've never said it before but each and everyone of you are still an important part of my life, all a small piece of the jigsaw puzzle that will never be complete as long as a single piece is missing. If you could look carefully or recognise the pictures you would realise that none of you have been left out. Each and everyone of you still occupies that space in my heart, no matter how big or how small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is dedicated to those i've regrettably neglected the few months up to the past 1-2 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0l4TofljsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0l4TofljsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2984704937360829048?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2984704937360829048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2984704937360829048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/01/float-on.html' title='Float on'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SYAjsJqGTnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/QnYC01s_tRU/s72-c/wall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-8495058281992226973</id><published>2009-01-06T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:11:52.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I looked up at the sky and saw the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MB2F6nagjKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MB2F6nagjKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-8495058281992226973?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8495058281992226973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8495058281992226973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-looked-up-at-sky-and-saw-sun.html' title='I looked up at the sky and saw the sun'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7938509243212657463</id><published>2008-12-26T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:04:50.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A very Merry Christmas indeed</title><content type='html'>What's better than spending Christmas with the people that you love, the people that you care about the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking with the mukas, the Riverside walk, the Esplanade. This probably goes down in my history book as the best Christmas yet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVVx87qjHRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVVx87qjHRQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7938509243212657463?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7938509243212657463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7938509243212657463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-merry-christmas-indeed.html' title='A very Merry Christmas indeed'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7699886558006775242</id><published>2008-12-21T04:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:38:28.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Do you remember</title><content type='html'>The weather today more or less sums up my mood for the past few days. Awesomeness to the next level. Every holiday should be like this, and i hope this feeling never goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPXU33iquDE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPXU33iquDE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7699886558006775242?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7699886558006775242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7699886558006775242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2343935298944857740</id><published>2008-12-14T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:51:01.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Meet me halfway</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back after my pretty "long" trip to KL and home. I totally had no idea i could miss hall this much after being away for just a little less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's actually nothing much in KL lah, just some shopping here and there. At least it was a "break" from everything. I'm just glad to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6XXX-UmcdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6XXX-UmcdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2343935298944857740?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2343935298944857740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2343935298944857740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-finally-back-after-my-pretty-long.html' title='Meet me halfway'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6207109861410216230</id><published>2008-12-05T15:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:46:15.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Of chilli crabs and rat-mans</title><content type='html'>Exams were finally over yesterday! After a really tiring sem with so many ups and downs it's finally over. And there was no better way to have marked the end of the exams i tell you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to KL with my parents for about 3 days. Will be back in spore on thurs or fri probably, to start trainings and work with the block. Enjoy your holidays everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KjLNFZyMww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KjLNFZyMww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6207109861410216230?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6207109861410216230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6207109861410216230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-chilli-crabs-and-rat-mans.html' title='Of chilli crabs and rat-mans'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2991861668416353963</id><published>2008-12-02T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T03:03:56.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Soon</title><content type='html'>Woooo, 2 more days! Cmon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cnBBsggBAxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cnBBsggBAxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2991861668416353963?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2991861668416353963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2991861668416353963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/12/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4422588714068507563</id><published>2008-11-25T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:39:47.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts and reflections'/><title type='text'>Human Emotional Intelligence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SSrWLhaVwiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XPvWw2rGfZM/s1600-h/n771620533_3990228_2243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272261807226339874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SSrWLhaVwiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XPvWw2rGfZM/s320/n771620533_3990228_2243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are bright flashing lights that provide urgent information about our &lt;strong&gt;instinctual&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;self-needs&lt;/strong&gt;. They tell us that something is very important and thrust it into the &lt;strong&gt;center of conciousness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person must be able to put the seeming urgency of these emotions into &lt;strong&gt;perspective&lt;/strong&gt; against less salient information that might be &lt;strong&gt;drowned out by the strong feelings&lt;/strong&gt;. In some situations,  the information from an emotion may be like a &lt;strong&gt;phantom pain&lt;/strong&gt;; It seems very real, conveying the message that one should cease all other activity and focus on dealing with a bodily injury; yet one needs to be able to &lt;strong&gt;ignore what can be deceptive&lt;/strong&gt; or even false information.One needs to be able to&lt;strong&gt; decenter from emotions enough&lt;/strong&gt; to view them as one source of information among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive mental health requires a delicate balance between &lt;strong&gt;emotional spontaneity&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;reflection&lt;/strong&gt;, between following affective intuition and maintaining an awareness that emotinos present only a &lt;strong&gt;partial view of reality&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are these feelings &lt;strong&gt;emanating from parts of myself&lt;/strong&gt; that I value?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Might my repeated anxiety be telling me something important about the dynamics of this situation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional intelligence involves not just &lt;strong&gt;debunking illusionary infatuations&lt;/strong&gt;, it involves learning to &lt;strong&gt;accept&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;take the lead&lt;/strong&gt; from emotions that are well grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Larson, Clone and Wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtzNeSiVQeQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtzNeSiVQeQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4422588714068507563?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4422588714068507563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4422588714068507563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/11/human-emotional-intelligence.html' title='Human Emotional Intelligence'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SSrWLhaVwiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XPvWw2rGfZM/s72-c/n771620533_3990228_2243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4905764238498811029</id><published>2008-11-18T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:28:13.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Exit music (For a film)</title><content type='html'>Study study study! That's what the whole week is gonna be about. At least i got my bio clock back to normal since god-knows-when, and studying has been pretty productive. Not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is that i've yet to touch 2 of my modules. They are the ones i really hate but i guess it's time to break out of this habit and finally start studying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day/week/post: Radiohead - No Surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqsyXdj_p_I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqsyXdj_p_I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4905764238498811029?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4905764238498811029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4905764238498811029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/11/exit-music-for-film.html' title='Exit music (For a film)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1796857154208436818</id><published>2008-11-14T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:57:59.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Luckily i have a blog to vent my frustration</title><content type='html'>How can lecturers expect us to memorise so much content! So so so much content!!! 10 freaking lecture notes on ONE bloody topic! 10! And so many freaking topics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say "we don't want you to do plain memorising but instead it's most important to understand the concepts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAKE exams they don't ask for the small litle and specific proteins, enzymes and all. WTH man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah, no point complaining anyway. Hahaha. CMON LET'S DO THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i just needed to complain. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1796857154208436818?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1796857154208436818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1796857154208436818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/11/luckily-i-have-blog-to-vent-my.html' title='Luckily i have a blog to vent my frustration'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7911284874141801372</id><published>2008-11-10T05:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T05:57:42.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>At that moment it started to pour</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone, i'm already better! I wouldn't say i'm fully recovered cos my cough is still bugging me. But to me my definition of sick is the inability to walk out of bed. So i can say i'm no longer sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a really rough weekend, till now lah that is. First on saturday, i had to watch Man Utd lose to Arsenal. And deservingly i had to say. Dominated but the finishing wasn't there at all. Then on Sunday (today actually) i had the longest project meeting in my life. A record 12 hours, from 9.30am! I do not know how to describe to you how tired i was after everything. And to make things worse, i have a term paper due on monday, 12pm. So i'm not slping. It's times like these when coke's my best friend. What a way to start off the week huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i would really like to stop talking about school. Hahaha. The block is getting quiet with the exams and submissions coming round. I really wondered how i got a decent CAP during my first sem and i don't even remember working half as hard as this. K lah, at least it's really peaceful, there my room is located. Near to ppl yet i've got the privacy i've always wanted. Was a pretty eventful week for hall, and i don't mean it in a good way, which usually more work and headaches for us blockheads. Know everything's starting to kick in. Can't wait for holidays so i can start training for IHG. I really can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's back to my essay. I've got about 3 pages to go with 7 hours left to submission. But don't worry cos life is great! I'll survive this time round. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2yJSFHTrgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2yJSFHTrgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7911284874141801372?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7911284874141801372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7911284874141801372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-that-moment-it-started-to-pour.html' title='At that moment it started to pour'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3842391475660857205</id><published>2008-11-02T05:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T05:44:44.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Is anybody here okay?</title><content type='html'>Night cycling was definitely a different experience this time round. Was leading the block and the weather totally wasn't agreeing with us. Was freezing by the time we reached the indoor stadium, and plus the fact that i was already sick, it made things kinda worse. Feeling quite sick now, but better then the past few days nevertheless. Hope i'll get better tmr. If not it'll be pretty long and it isn't good to have people worrying about me. But to all that have showed your concern, thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2P4LyP2NIAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2P4LyP2NIAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3842391475660857205?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3842391475660857205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3842391475660857205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-anybody-here-okay.html' title='Is anybody here okay?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2354467992336967705</id><published>2008-10-28T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:48:21.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><title type='text'>Caught you in the middle of a scandalous town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took this personality test i found on Jasmine's blog and some of it actually kinda matches my personality i feel. I don't know how true it is for everyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why don't YOU be the judge?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEGSiX0JA-s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEGSiX0JA-s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2354467992336967705?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2354467992336967705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2354467992336967705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/10/caught-you-in-middle-of-scandalous-town.html' title='Caught you in the middle of a scandalous town'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6610219971666910469</id><published>2008-10-17T08:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:32:20.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>I look up you're standing next to me, what a feeling</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why i automatically woke up at 6.30am today. Looks like everything is really happening early today. For the first time in a very very long time, i went to bed at like 1.30am. And now i'm awake really early as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been the same old boring. But i'm just pretty glad that it's finally friday. The week has passed realyl fast i must say, and that's a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually made ice cream (yes, without ice cream) a few days back. Haha i guess that's the highlight of my week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually starting to find more meaning with my time in hall, especially as the blockhead. The first few weeks were kinda "pointless" in a way, just mundane stuff making gifts and cleaning up stuffs. But i guess from last week onward the more serious stuff has started to kick in, and i've realised another important component of my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much i have in mind and there's so much that i wanna do. My greatest fear now is not being able to execute what i have in mind. We're on our way to achieving great things, and i'm do my best to make sure nothing stops us. We definitely have the potential and i'm going to have to bring it out. There are huge expectations of us and if we can achieve what we've set out to achieve, we can become legends in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hall really started for me after camp blueblood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, i have some work to do. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, enjoy your weekend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q536JTSe40M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q536JTSe40M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6610219971666910469?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6610219971666910469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6610219971666910469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-look-up-youre-standing-next-to-me.html' title='I look up you&apos;re standing next to me, what a feeling'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6278496137454283461</id><published>2008-10-09T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:47:13.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Close to you</title><content type='html'>I think i've found a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floorball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn shiok i tell you. But to those who do not know, i'm the keeper. Haha yeah, i actually find it really fun to the keeper actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been busy, but not as busy as the DnD period at least. So i'm still able to cope. Midterms weren't fantastic. Kinda horrible actually when i look back. Hope i still have time to buck up for finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess. Just letting everyone know i'm still alive. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBfgQvM7wtE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBfgQvM7wtE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6278496137454283461?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6278496137454283461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6278496137454283461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/10/close-to-you.html' title='Close to you'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6820182885917714359</id><published>2008-09-27T05:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:00:57.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>All these things that i've done</title><content type='html'>Open house to camp blueblood to jc visits. If you ask me whether i would do it all over again, my answer would be no. Because i don't think i would be able to match up to the great job we've already done. And i wouldn't want another memory to replace this one. Never in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people i've worked with for a year. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, when you're facing any difficulties, when life puts an obstacle in front of you, and when you feel like you cannot carry on and you're about to give up, look back at what we've achieved during this journey. And when you've realised what you've actually achieved, you can achieve anything. Because after what we've done, nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XvtjaIBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/GIV8KJKPWaI/s1600-h/n715236665_697389_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449217777442834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XvtjaIBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/GIV8KJKPWaI/s320/n715236665_697389_1070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XviG8z9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/lWrw8y0QhX8/s1600-h/n771620533_4350467_7021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449214705291218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XviG8z9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/lWrw8y0QhX8/s320/n771620533_4350467_7021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1Xvwqya8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WtMkPidihiY/s1600-h/n771620533_4350436_2029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250449218613701570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1Xvwqya8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WtMkPidihiY/s320/n771620533_4350436_2029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQsT7dTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-ANQjpO-k10/s1600-h/n715236665_697427_8763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250448684868138290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQsT7dTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-ANQjpO-k10/s320/n715236665_697427_8763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQkaPZxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gpOaldQekYQ/s1600-h/n715236665_697434_952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250448682747127570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQkaPZxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gpOaldQekYQ/s320/n715236665_697434_952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQsHQWzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MFvdam39tjw/s1600-h/n715236665_697464_6969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250448684814981938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQsHQWzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MFvdam39tjw/s320/n715236665_697464_6969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQ3xiiHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4gOSK07gwjY/s1600-h/n783540376_2616662_5663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250448687945123954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQ3xiiHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4gOSK07gwjY/s320/n783540376_2616662_5663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQ_B5umI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bqbLlqZsjVY/s1600-h/n783540376_2616677_1671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250448689892801122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XQ_B5umI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bqbLlqZsjVY/s320/n783540376_2616677_1671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the last time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPB whoosh! This song is for you guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1d0tS_xtfvw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1d0tS_xtfvw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone is lost, the battle is won, with all these things that i've done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6820182885917714359?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6820182885917714359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6820182885917714359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-these-things-that-ive-done.html' title='All these things that i&apos;ve done'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SN1XvtjaIBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/GIV8KJKPWaI/s72-c/n715236665_697389_1070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-933714740065429987</id><published>2008-09-20T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:26:39.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>TGIO! Or is it?</title><content type='html'>You know what? I'm really really glad that DnD is finally over, which brings all my pageant commitments to an end. I have to say it has been a really really long and tiring journey, but DnD was really fun and i got to know the other contestants on a personal level. Good stuff. Support from the block was really heartwarming. I hope they'll show the same support for me as block-head throughtout the academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i suddenly realised that it's not exactly over yet. I have an assisgnment due on monday. But Sunday Monday and Tuesday are for the block cleanup and doorgift. Wed's the trip down to VJC, Thursday's the trip to JB, and Friday's the block comm-JCRC-SCRC meeting. Wtf, how to study for mid terms???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already sat afternoon and i think i have to finish my assignment tonight to prevent myself from stepping into a deeper shithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting more and more difficult with each passing week. But i've already been complaining so much from pageant and i think it's only right if i stop doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take things one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY LEH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0PKDJrIMJFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0PKDJrIMJFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-933714740065429987?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/933714740065429987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/933714740065429987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgio-or-is-it.html' title='TGIO! Or is it?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7224867348744153602</id><published>2008-09-17T04:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:51:57.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts and reflections'/><title type='text'>Ice age coming...</title><content type='html'>Just an insight to how i'm currently feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead - Idioteque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jX-fDKWGbRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jX-fDKWGbRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7224867348744153602?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7224867348744153602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7224867348744153602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/ice-age-coming.html' title='Ice age coming...'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6643760838316534753</id><published>2008-09-15T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:28:16.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Essence of PASSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SM1zRryVjWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/oisbgH_lkw4/s1600-h/Man_on_Fire_Ronaldo_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245975888605318498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SM1zRryVjWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/oisbgH_lkw4/s400/Man_on_Fire_Ronaldo_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passion is powerful... Nothing was ever achieved without it. And nothing can take it's place. No matter what you face in life, if your passion is great enough, you will find the strength to succeed. Without passion, life has no meaning. So put your heart, mind and soul into even your smallest acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the essence of passion. This is the secret to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6643760838316534753?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6643760838316534753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6643760838316534753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/essence-of-passion.html' title='The Essence of PASSION'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SM1zRryVjWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/oisbgH_lkw4/s72-c/Man_on_Fire_Ronaldo_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-571185954020795548</id><published>2008-09-11T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:55:23.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Remember when we became unglued?</title><content type='html'>The work just keeps coming in, non stop i tell you. And the workload just keeps getting heavier and heavier, with more and more responsibilities resting on your shoulders, and there's so much to think about with so little time. I need 48 hours in a day to even begin of thinking about finishing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're never alone in this. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what gives me the motivation to go on. If other people can, why not me? Hahaha and me being an easy going guy, i'm pretty sure things will be done soon. But i have to tell myself over and over again that i'm not alone in this. Thanks to those you have been there with me. And thank you too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, once DnD is over, i think i'l be able to conquer the world. Hahaha, but i think i have to get my studies back on track first. If not super GG i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my whole life i actually have to depend on an organiser. For real! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, take care people! We're all in this together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKQw22BsDfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKQw22BsDfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-571185954020795548?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/571185954020795548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/571185954020795548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-when-we-became-unglued.html' title='Remember when we became unglued?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7155405500968213351</id><published>2008-09-06T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:55:47.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts and reflections'/><title type='text'>Running down a dream.</title><content type='html'>The past 2 weeks seem to be some sorta curse week. Everyone's feeling so down and it's starting to get to me too! Hahaha. I guess it must be the buildup of school work, and with IBG, i don't remember it being easy for me back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's changed this time round though. Just that i have even more commitments i had at this period of time last year. Phew, it's really really really difficult to care about everything at the same time, and for the first time i'm actually feeling lost. Sometimes i sit in my room alone and think. But i can't even start cos i don't know what to think about, and i think i pretty suck at prioritising my commitments at this period of time. I have to get my studies back on track! If i carry on doing what i've been doing, i'm doomed for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really different being a senior than a freshie. Actually thought the senior-junior thingy actually existed only in school (JC or secondary that is). But as my first year as a senior kicks off, it has been a really different experience. Starting to see more of the picture the final years like Yishu and Jamie painted for me back then. I guess i still have so much more to learn. You're a freshie for only 1/4 of your time here in hall, and i think that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was going to be easy, but i'm pretty sure we'll all get through this rough period together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has, who says we won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8ZcxLisr3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8ZcxLisr3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7155405500968213351?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7155405500968213351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7155405500968213351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-2-weeks-seem-to-be-some-sorta.html' title='Running down a dream.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6705644343173553602</id><published>2008-08-25T06:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:30:32.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Somethings are just not meant to be put together</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;IBG seasons getting into full gear and i'm pretty sure everyone can start to feel the stress now. Hall and school is definitely not the best combination, not like school and CCA back in JC. Oh wells, into my second year in NUS and in KR, must say i'm better adapted. But my dicipline level for studying is dropping again. My room has wayyyy too many distractions. Laptop, guitar, bed. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much i wanna achieve this year, so much i wanna do. The academic year actually started out pretty well. Already tried stuffs i have never ever tried in my whole life. I guess that's what hall is all about after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lotsa new faces around, and there are some really really nice ppl to hang out with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But like what the title of the post says, some things or some people are just not meant to be put together. Confusing stuff, that is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="343" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysE0g6kaSzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysE0g6kaSzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ignore the video. I only really liked the song, but couldn't find any other video. Enjoy. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6705644343173553602?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6705644343173553602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6705644343173553602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Somethings are just not meant to be put together'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-9216359109749131132</id><published>2008-08-17T17:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:16:19.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Light of OPTIMISM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SKfrnCFTQZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h1fKmN2568o/s1600-h/sunflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235412147648020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SKfrnCFTQZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h1fKmN2568o/s400/sunflowers.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes we learn the hard way that it does not pay to get discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;Positive thinking is an intellectual choice,&lt;br /&gt;And by keeping our eyes focused on the light of optimism,&lt;br /&gt;We can restore faith in ourselves and stay clear of the shadows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-9216359109749131132?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/9216359109749131132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/9216359109749131132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/08/light-of-optimism.html' title='The Light of OPTIMISM'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SKfrnCFTQZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/h1fKmN2568o/s72-c/sunflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4678740621775891936</id><published>2008-08-11T04:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T04:04:41.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Shoutout : Get rid of the labels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another post from rid's blog. Enjoy. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Labels are a dangerous thing to have. Cos when you label somebody as something, that anchor is so powerful it could hardly be removed. And the thing about human nature is that we always assume the worst about somebody till proven wrong. Why cant we do it the other way? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the schools these days, there are a bunch of students who have been labelled as at-risk. And with that concept, people tend to assume the worst of them. And take extra precautions when dealing with them. That is a betrayal of the human spirit. Cos as Dr Suess likes to say, ‘A person is a person no matter how small’ or big. or tall or short. Each human deserves the God-given right to be treated from the heart. So i say to you get rid of the labels. we need to treat each person like he or she is the best. And that’s what the programme STADIUM is all about. Believing each person has the highest potential to be the most valuable player in their lives. Screw skepticism, today is the day to be optimistic. No matter what people say. Yes. No matter. Do you want to be the face in the crowd or the one the crowd faces? Give hope and belief to people. And realise the potential of the human spirit. Aye. Who’s with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the brothers and sisters of recharge, what i really feel like saying is even though i may not be so involved in your programme apart from the 2 camps, i am so proud of each and everyone of you. Stay strong cos what does not kill you can only make you stronger. If you react like people want you to you are just justifying their expecations. Go one step further, prove them wrong. But in the end so what. What matters most is not what people tell you, its what you tell yourselves. Be who you are and say what you feel cos those who mind dont matter and those who matter dont mind. Keep the faith people, you only deserve the best out of life, but sometimes you gotta fight for it. But not through your fists, through your character. The true test of character is not in times of fun and joy, but how you stand in times of adversity. So believe. cos whatever you can believe and conceive you can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4678740621775891936?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4678740621775891936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4678740621775891936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/08/shoutout-get-rid-of-labels.html' title='Shoutout : Get rid of the labels.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4012186860583523439</id><published>2008-08-09T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:57:31.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>The Shield's back home</title><content type='html'>It's not always about winning, but behind a simple float, a simple performance, is the blood and sweat of not only the rag team, but the flag team and the FWOCers. It was just a simple symbol of unity of the people from one hall, Kent Ridge Hall. I must say rag day was a really special day, because it was the day everyone in the hall became one. It wasn't the graduation ceremony at the end of FWOC, but rather it was this day, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfsA2XipvEc"&gt;this performance&lt;/a&gt;, the day KRHOME made it's appearance on NUS rag and flag day 08, that bonded every single kent ridgean just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a great year for us, for KR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been prouder being a blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4012186860583523439?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4012186860583523439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4012186860583523439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/08/shields-back-home.html' title='The Shield&apos;s back home'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2623671824564605952</id><published>2008-07-28T02:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:04:48.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts and reflections'/><title type='text'>From the road. To the sea. To the sky.</title><content type='html'>Punggol Stadium! was the bang, the icing on the cake, to mark the end of my camping adventure. For now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really steep learning curve for this camp i must say, and it's a camp like non other that i've been a coach or instructor for. The camp not only pushed the kids to the limit, but it actually pushed me all the way to my limit. The first time i actually hit my breaking point during a camp and i actually was on the verge of breaking down if not already there. Especially after a day of so much bullshit from campers. But yeah, kinda expected it but didn't expect it to be that bad. If not for the kids i wouldn't be stretched as much lah, so i owe it to them for teaching me something along the way. Definetely a camp i will remember for a long long time. Was actually really impressed with a few of my campers during the camp. And everything showed during Focus on your Outcome. Man, i really admire some of them and it was a short 55 minutes which earned my respect for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really great working with the coaches. A totally awesome team of coaches i must say, and it's been a pleasure working with them, getting to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWOC now lah, so sort of another camp. I think i'm really really numb from all the camping stuff that i don't have the mood for certain things anymore. But yeah, have to keep pushing lah, it's after all for the block. And our block is going through some major transition that this interaction with the freshmen is going to be really important. Giving them the right impression is crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, don't think you'll be hearing from me for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2623671824564605952?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2623671824564605952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2623671824564605952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-always-stretching.html' title='From the road. To the sea. To the sky.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1566980190952212768</id><published>2008-07-11T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:04:21.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><title type='text'>You just can never get enough of some things</title><content type='html'>Finally after my 2 weeks of non stop chionging camps, it has probably come to an end. Let me see, Paya Lebar Methodist girls sec 2, Siling pri 4, Compassval pri 5, Siling pri 5, MJC, and finally my first "Superheroes and Superfriends camp for Keming pri 5 with AKLTG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that i have learnt lots and grown alot as a person and as an instructor or coach. I think i say the same thing over and over again, but ending the week with the MJC leaders and with the AK coaches just made everything worhwhile. So over here, i'm gonna have my short appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the MJC leaders of the French Fives, i have to say i'm really proud of you guys. I was genuinely impressed by the school spirit, by the quality of the leaders the school has. From the start, i wouldn't say that our group was the loudest group of all. But hey, all of us have our differences and we managed to overcome them together, We love each other after the camp do we? Hahaha! I'm proud to say that you're probably on the top of my list after all the camps i've gone through. Don't forget why you're here, and always remember, focus on your outcome. Go back to school and change the lives of those in your CCA's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i'm so proud of this bunch of leaders is because they actually made me look deep into myself and to ask myself questions. And for the very first time, (yes it's true, believe it) i've actually reached deep into my heart to share with you a very personal part of me, and i'm glad that you've understood where i'm coming from. My first debrief from the bottom of my heart. I guess instructors get too caught up with "making the campers cry" that they forget why they are doing this for. At the end of my debrief on day 2 night, the leaders were crying. But not because of me, because of they were going to leave the camp or because they were going to miss their instructor. But rather i made them look deep into themselves and deep into the friends around them in the group, and made them realise that these were the ppl that mattered the most during the 3 days and 2 nights. These are the ppl that have been a large part of their lives just after 3 days. And sometimes it's amazing how much so little time can do to us. Appreciate those around you for they are the ones that matter the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally for Keming pri SHSF camp. I have to say that for the kids and us as coaches, it was like any other camp. My first SHSF for AK, so definitely eye opening. But i've managed to apply what i've learnt since my first AK camp to make my debriefs more revelant to the campers, and something closer to everyone's hearts. What really touched me was the coaches' debrief at the end of the camp. I have to say i'm very very impressed and touched with every single one of the coaches cos it takes alot of courage to do what you did. That makes every camp with AK a very special experience for me, and i'm surely coming back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this camp is the turning point. A mark of greater things to come from this family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1566980190952212768?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1566980190952212768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1566980190952212768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-just-can-never-get-enough-of-some.html' title='You just can never get enough of some things'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5018482112943839048</id><published>2008-06-28T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:39:32.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><title type='text'>Everybody dance now</title><content type='html'>Back from my back to back camps. First was Paya Lebar Methodist Girls Secondary followed by a 2D1N camp for Si Ling Primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm not the kind who'll blog about the entire 3 days and 2 nights cos it'll be really boring and just a whole chunk of words. Who'll read it anyway? Anyway, i have to say i was really really fortunate to get an awesome mirror, Xue Er aka thirsty hippo or kungfu panda. Hahaha, the rapport was really good and it really made working with her way easier. I guess it showed when we could enjoy working with each other which resulted in the girls having a great time in the camp too. Could feel that there was a difference in the girls the day they stepped into JBAC, and it was really heartwarming to know that the girls actually enjoyed themselves and took something back with them. They really pushed themselves to the limit and gave their 100% participation to the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met first met Xue Er and Cheryl from my first AK live ops camp not too long ago. Back then, i didn't even manage to speak to Xue Er, and i guess the only time i spent with Cheryl was when we were playing games with the rest of the coaches. I'm really really glad that i got to know the both of them better on a personal level through the camp. Was actually kinda shocked myself to see both Xue Er and Cheryl during the camp, not knowing i would ever bump into them during a Camp Ha camp. Was a great experience getting to know the both of them, and i'm definetely looking forward to working with the both of them, may it be in Camp Ha or in AK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must say that after PLMGS and SLPS i've grown as an instructor. I guess area that showed the most growth was that my debriefing was way stronger than when i first started out. Looks like i've managed to learn a thing or two after spending such a long time in school and in hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives aside, i actually felt that these 2 camps showed off one of my weaknesses alot. I guess i was probably the most experienced of all the instructors. Even though i've managed to teach the kids, i think i've failed to teach the other instructors. Guess i have to learn to speak up and to really not be afraid to go up to tell someone when he or she has done something wrong. It's like what's the point of being more experienced in this field when i'm unable to pass down my experience to those newer instructors, to those who are actualy willing to learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've set myself a target for my next camp. Time to move out of my comfort zone and take it up to the next level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5018482112943839048?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5018482112943839048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5018482112943839048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/06/everybody-dance-now.html' title='Everybody dance now'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7851998801384843910</id><published>2008-06-22T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:51:56.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>Shiok, doing camps from monday all the way to friday. Back to back. And then i've got another on the next monday till wed. Time to get things off my mind, time to get out for some sunlight, and sometime away from this world. Not forgetting, getting more money! I am seriously seriously going broke. I don't know whether the amount of money in my bank account or my CAP is lower. Both cannot be good lah. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the playlist. I don't know why, but everytime i listen to Boston by Augustana, i get reminded of blueblood. Not only the camp but the whole process of everything. Then i start reminiscing of all the good times we had. Something new for me cause i usually don't hold on to something from the past so dearly. I rarely form any attachment to anything. I do a camp and the next day i'm looking forward to the next group of campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on lah i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7851998801384843910?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7851998801384843910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7851998801384843910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7099599294525156949</id><published>2008-06-19T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T03:30:23.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>How to save a life</title><content type='html'>This is no emo post. Just some thoughts and reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we cannot be in control every single step along the way in our journey of life, and other people hold the key to your involvement in certain things. Me being me, some kinda control freak, i won't say hate, but i kinda dislike it when i'm not the one in control, even though i know my decisions aren't always the best ones when i do take control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda shitty when i know there's nothing i can do to help. But yeah, there's always time to be in the spotlight and time to be out of it. I guess it's guess time for me to be out of it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i could help. Help you, and help myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7099599294525156949?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7099599294525156949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7099599294525156949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to save a life'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-648930443492536978</id><published>2008-06-09T01:12:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T03:17:44.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Blueblood-ed? Check.</title><content type='html'>Many thoughts have been rushing through my head since the end of the camp, and i can't find myself to say the things that i really want to say. And i whenever i talk infront of ppl, i never say the stuff that i really want to say. So i guess i'll take my time and do it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209565271159476978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYAz2sEvI/AAAAAAAAAII/9F5rct_A8O8/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days and 2 nights have ended just like that. And what can i say? What a way to mark the end of my 1st year in NUS, my first year in KR. My very first canp i've organised of this scale, and like i said before, this was never to be like any other camp i've ever done. Not because of the scale and importance of the camp. Not because of the different campers. Not because i'm not getting paid. But it's because of the ppl i'm working with, the people that's around me. And the sense of achievement i got after the camp was a totally different feeling. A feeling i've never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my very special and capable programmes commitee. For being the greatest bunch of people to work with. For being the best group of people to hang around with. And for being there for me. So this post is for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564263811758034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="299" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwXGLMRt9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/dnYS6UG8OKo/s320/Day+1+blk+supper.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Peixun, the person who always comes out with brilliant ideas for activities. Your planning, management and execution of the games you were in charge with were really really great. Everyone has you and khai to thank for the new ideas generated for SP, and i can proudly say that our SP for the camp has been out of this world. Reading your proposals have really impressed me. You're always so concious over our actions. Always asking, "what do you think of...", and "Do you think it's okay if i ..." Always considering people's feelings and thoughts when you say something, or when you choose to act. You have done a great job, and no, you're tolerance isn't low and you have nothing to be sorry about. You step up to things like you were born to do so, and in the process rising up to the challenge, always outdoing your previous performance. Again, you've done a great job. Don't forget that SP and block supper contributed to almost the whole chunk of the camp, and the reason why the camp was so successful boils down to the success of these activities. You are meant to achieve great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209563960127045714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="238" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwW0f4MwFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8Qkp94xLTQ8/s320/Day+1+(620).JPG" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Khairul, the person who never fails to talk the most cock and shit during meetings and out of meetings. The one person who never fails to make me laugh when i need good one. And the one person who may be really blur at times, but never fails to cover up his own ass by doing a great job on stage, to make everything look like it's been planned to the best. If i said "Eh khai, we need 15mins to kill, come out with something to do for the campers" he would come out with something that could last an entire hour, something that could be included in the programme from the start. Your quick thinking and initiative is very impressive, and i have to say that i would love to be a camper watching you do your thing on stage, cos i know i wouldn't be bored, and even a fire over at D block wouldn't distract me from what's going on on stage. Your improvisation skills and "relax lah, everything is under control" attitude is something i really admire. You build really strong bonds with the people you work with, and this bond later contributes to how the both you work together, which ultimately ends up with a brilliant programme activity. I'm really fortunate to have you as a member of the commitee, and as a member of D block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209563108486233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="345" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwWC7RNPiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/E8uOVIGZ_uU/s320/Day+1+(148).JPG" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Zhebin, the guy who's aware of everything that's going on. Your experience in doing camps really catches my eye. And you don't have to say anything to show it. You're totally aware of everything that has been going on, cleaning up the mess that others have created, and your clear and precise planning and briefings ensure that nothing can go wrong during the activity. You see things that others don't, and you don't need to be given a leadership title in order to lead. Like what Nike says, "Captaining without the armband is next level". You help those around you in need, without them ever needing to ask, just like how you helped Zhiping in logistics, and you do so not because you want to, but because you know that if you do, it makes the camp that much different and that much more enjoyable for the people that matter the most, the campers. Not forgetting that everyone owes you for the intro video, cos you're the one who did the bulk of it. I have a lot to learn from you, and i'm looking forward to working with you in AK, cos i believe i have so much i can learn from you, to make myself become a better instructor and person altogether. Truly, respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564637542798642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwXb7cs1TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gOP5fSDzeuk/s320/Day+1+(685).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Peck Ying, the most efficient worker i've ever worked with. When i wanted a proposal done in a week, she gives it to me the next day. And she puts in the extra effort to make it a better one. Your sincerity and passion to excel in everything you do has touched me. Stepping up to the task of planning Capture, the highest rated activity from the previous blueblood isn't an easy one, and i can see from your planning that you want it to be successful, you want it to be the best activity in the camp, and you want it to be THE activity of the camp. You make the game your baby, your own, and you do not want it to fail. Your precise planning and the things you consider prior to the execution of the activity really helped the entire activity, and i could tell when i see not only the campers having so much fun, but also the seniors and those actually involved in the game like the freaks and all having so much fun. When you set your sights on something, you never stop and never fail to achieve it, and that's something i really admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209563453469941730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwWXAbu3-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/b9FK0KiKNlk/s320/Day+1+(149).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, there's my Vice-Chair, Sherene. First i have to apologise if i have ever let you down during the entire journey of planning up to the end of the camp. I know i may be really lazy and narrow-minded. Sometimes i sit in my room thinking about my actions, about the things i have done, or rather the things i have not done. Many things like writing of proposals, liasing with the culture groups and various commitees have been done by you. At times i feel really really guilty that you're the one doing all the work, and i say to myself "What kinda chair are you." Ask those close to me, they would tell you that i've actually said that you deserve to be prog chair more than me, cos you're the really capable and hardworking one. You're always concerned about every single detail, no matter how big or how small. You never overlook anything at all and always ensures that the activity goes as planned. You take up multiple tasks at a time and sometimes i wonder why you're doing this. At times you're doing more work than me, yet you're the station master for so many other games during the camp. You know what you want and you know what you and the campers want to achieve during the camp and you work towards this goal of yours. You have tremendously helped me in many ways, cleaning up the big mess i leave behind and taking care of matters that i forget. You are both an excellent follower and leader, and i've found it really comfortable working with you. It's a pity we're just started to get to know each other better, but i guess that's life and i'm pretty sure there's more to come and do come back to visit when you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my programmes comm, from the bottom of my heart. I'm nothing without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the reason why i love this job so much. And given the chance, i would definitely go back to the past to go through everything all over again. All the yellow submarines and bonnies over the ocean has really made the experience a great one. Not only are we capable of working together, we know when to go crazy to bring up the morale of everyone so that we can contibue working at our best. There's the rest of the team, Wei Liang, Jasmine, Mel, Tian Ying, Valerie, Joyce, Kriss, Shiqi and Zhiping. The best people around to work with. Despite only knowing the programme days before the camp, they've managed to play their part in the games to make them their own, and at the same time ensuring the smooth execution of the whole camp. They are the true heroes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the great seniors and the very capable FWOCers. Honestly, i never forsee you guys contributing so much to the camp. But at the end of it, i slap myself in the face for ever thinking that way, cos without you guys, the camp would be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really means alot to me are the thanks from the people around me. After the camp, person after person has came up to me. Offering me just a simple handshake and a "Well done" or "Great job". Though seemingly a very simple gesture, every single one of them actually reaches deep down into my heart, and touches me. It makes me know that we've done a good job. Looking at the fun the freshies had throughout the entire camp warms my heart, and when i see freshies writing on feedback forms that they could truly feel the KR family spirit, the one objective i had for this camp, it really shows that we must be doing something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwZOOeLOYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y3leCj2HS3U/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209566601154345346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwZOOeLOYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y3leCj2HS3U/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being appreciated and knowing that people appreciate what you've done, is the one thing that really touches my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209566463034642610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwZGL730LI/AAAAAAAAAIo/mpmRhNaH6X8/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwY6aew8_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/x-a-A4HqOoI/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209566260780659698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwY6aew8_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/x-a-A4HqOoI/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYgLgzbnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z4UqoTwGrwg/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209565810086080114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYgLgzbnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z4UqoTwGrwg/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYbJEHViI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qfNZGlUzCvs/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209565723529532962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYbJEHViI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qfNZGlUzCvs/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, i have to thank the people of the camp, the freshmen. This is not my camp, not HPB's camp and not the seniors camp. This is YOUR camp. I was on stage on the morning of day 1, and i conducted a short rah rah-ing session for everyone. And really really honestly, right after the "Yo Yo KRs" and "Captains on the deck", i knew on the spot that there was something special about this group of freshmen, i could tell that there's so much these group of people can give during the camp. I wasn't wrong. The spirits were high throughout the camp, and you guys have been the best group of campers i've ever seen. Join the KR family, and i can see a bright future for the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what Peck and Peixun said, the only fear i have now is that there can never be another commitee as great as this one. Peixun said she wouldn't want to do this again, (and this is the part that touched me the most) because she doesn't want any other memory to replace this. How true, i thought. I'm so glad that we've been able to touch the lives of the 100 over freshmen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, the spotlight is not on me, but on the people that have touched my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice i tagged this post under "Family".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause we're a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what we are.&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/11205715-648930443492536978?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/648930443492536978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/648930443492536978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/06/blueblood-ed-check.html' title='Blueblood-ed? Check.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SEwYAz2sEvI/AAAAAAAAAII/9F5rct_A8O8/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2573253215395697582</id><published>2008-05-29T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:04:18.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>That thing you do!</title><content type='html'>It's been sometime since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i know it's the holidays but i've been really really busy. Preparation for camp blueblood has been in top gear for like 3 weeks already, and looks like i'm still going strong, haha despite falling sick last week. I have to say that it's been a really great experience so far, and the usual me going crazy when i get really tired. Haha at least everyone gets a good laugh. But sometimes things get really hectic and stressful that u ask like "what the hell am i doing here" and all. Squeezing out every last bit of my brain juices just to get some details out and not to forget the really frustrating moments in the meeting room. But like what they say, "When life gets shaky, focus on your outcome." Hahahaha, so cliche, but yeah, actually its kinda true after all. Sometimes i sit down and think to myself, like what do i actually want to achieve through all these. What do i want for myself and the ppl around me, and i think about why i joined the commitee in the first place. And sometimes it all just seems worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an entire day of hard, mundane work, i just feel so drained i don't feel like doing anything else. My mind really can't take so much at once, and really lah, sometimes i get so caught up with keeping up with everyone else that i forget the principles i set myself right from the start. But at the same time giving the wrong impression can't be a good sign of my body language and behaivour, so i guess something has to be done. With that, i have to say, and remind everyone that nothing has changed! I'm still the same person, just busier and with less time to do other, erm, stuffs. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueblood aside, there's still so much going on! I have not been able to commit to the planning of the scout's june camp, and that's something i was really really looking forward to doing. Really unfortunate it had to clash with blueblood. But yeah, i guess i'll start contributing when blueblood is finally over. And i can finally start working again, can't wait to go back to doing camps. Definitely more fun being an instructor, rather than the one planning and running the camp. Kinda similar to being a grown up camper in a way. So much yet so little to worry about at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there's more to my life than just camps and camps. Gotta start meeting up with my friends and all, catching up and stuff. Really miss the times when i can just sit and chill, with nothing on my mind. Gotta get that kinda time back during the rest of the holidays. Time passes really quick huh. Before i know it, schools gonna start again and i'll be whining all over again that i didn't make full use of my holidays. Haha, will try to make sure that doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the ppl who i spent my bday with, or those who've wished me or have yet to wish me. Haha, thanks alot, and thanks for being someone special in my life. You have all touched my lives in your own special way, and i'm really grateful for that. 20 now, wouldn't say that i'm old, but more matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means i have to start bahaving more matured. Haha but oh well, there's always time to unleash the kid in us right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2573253215395697582?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2573253215395697582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2573253215395697582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/05/mirror-kisses.html' title='That thing you do!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-653973034436499274</id><published>2008-05-18T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:21:19.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><title type='text'>Of greater things to come</title><content type='html'>I dedicate this post to 2 very special ppl, Vaneh and Ridhwan. Thanks for being a special part of my life, and thanks for teaching me things i will never learn from anywhere in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201701459536821026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SDAn6utSuyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EIEcFmPC6PE/s320/collage2.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Vaneh, whom i've mirrored 3 camps in a row, from FTP's medical to CTSS's chicak to Xinmin's armpit hair, you've been there for me through thick and thin, and have thought me invaluable lessons in life, and of course how to be a great mirror. Always a pleasure working with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201701738709695282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SDAoK-tSuzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dbLkZuysjaw/s320/IMG_8546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ridhwan, for really showing me what being an instructor or coach is all about. Can see you're really enjoying yourself in AKLTG, wish you all the best in empowering more individuals in the near future. Can say that 80% of my camps have been under you, from my very first and your very first Chong Boon to my very first Live! Operation in AKLTG. Definitely will be working with you more in the future, just wait for my hall commitments to tone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my very first AKLTG camp, and i must say it has been a totally different experience all together. Can tell Adam Khoo uses a totally different approach when it comes to outdoor education, and the emphasis here is on the word "education". Despite all the outdoor fun the kids go through, at the end of the day the company always focuses on the learning and that means the method that coaches use to empower and teach the kids. Like what they say, "Focus on your outcome" this camp has really thought me to brainstorm and think about what i want my campers to achieve at the end of the camp, and throughout the entire course of my camp, the briefings and debriefings i use really focuses on the target i've set at the start of the camp. And using this method i feel there's a more organised way for me to pass my knowledge and learning points down to the campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise that camps are not all fun and games, and it's not always about bringing back the fun memorise back from the camp, but it's important to bring back the learning points and applying them to the classroom and life. Hope i've been able to teach you guys at Bedok Town a thing or 2, can really tell a handfull of you were really willing to learn, and have learnt alot from your Live! Operation experience. Like what i always say, hope i have touched your lives like how you have touched mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my first camp in HA to my first in AKLTG, this Live! Operation experience is definitely a mark of greater things to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-653973034436499274?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/653973034436499274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/653973034436499274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-greater-things-to-come.html' title='Of greater things to come'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/SDAn6utSuyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EIEcFmPC6PE/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5381233278092808748</id><published>2008-05-11T07:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:54:42.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So called &quot;work&quot;'/><title type='text'>It's been a long time coming.</title><content type='html'>How many ways are there to mark the end of exams? Last sem was the cycling trip, but i tell, there's no better way to do so but to go back doing camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was my first time in almost a year, and this time we weren't doing JBAC, but Kota Tinggi, a first for me. There were so many new faces and i didn't know almost 90% of the instructors. Hahaha it felt really really good doing camps again. On the first night i was thinking how sucky it was to be back doing camps when i'm all rusty, but i guess giving it some thought really made me realise what being an instructor is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really great mirror, Cherie (coincidentally mel's junior, hahaha) and not only did she help me to warm up to the instructr mood after a long absence, but at the same time teach me along the way. I was probably the most senior and experienced instructor out of the 16 and i must say it really felt different now, as compared back then. I felt that there was this extra responsibility, the extra responsibility to shine and lead by example, to show the other instructors what being in this industry was about. I may not be the best rah rah-ing instructor, but right from the start, i have always felt that the best instructor isn't what you are in front of the campers during rah rah-ing sessions, but during debriefs and the daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that i've learnt alot from during my absence from the block and all, and realyl managed to apply them to my work, felt that i've grown as an instructor, as a person. Don't know why, but now i can really scold my campers like nothing. Must be all the exam stress pent up in me. Now, i feel like i don't wanna stop doing camps. Like what Ridhwan says, changing lives one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shall stop here lah, if not i will never stop talking about the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to Cherie for being such a great mirror, and thanks to Radin Mas Primary, class 6N and 6I, for being such a great group of campers. Hope i have touched your lives like how you have touched mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to BlueBlood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5381233278092808748?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5381233278092808748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5381233278092808748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-long-time-coming.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time coming.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3834766652808827953</id><published>2008-04-26T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:20:50.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Anything but Tangerines</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the sem when everyone has gone into their super muggified mode, and i guess i'm no exception. (Of course taking a break to blog.) Have not updated in a really long time and i must say it has been a up and down week for not only me but everyone else around and i'm pretty sure we'll all get past this difficult period of time. Holidays are just around the corner so press on everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this week has been pretty eventful for a couple of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing more soccer during exam period than almost the whole sem combined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally finding a place in hall where i can study without (much) distractions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screwing up my bio clock big time by studying until late morning and waking up after dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting punk'd, twice. (Effort for the 1st, wtf for the 2nd. But it's okay lah guys, just don't do it again!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beating Yishu 7 times in a row in pikachu volleyball.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing stuff i have never done for anyone else in my whole life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must say i have nvr been punk'd so bad in my whole life so kudos to you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever it is, i just can't wait for the holidays to come. Sooo looking forward to camp blueblood actually. And of course warming up for FWOC by doing camps. Lots and lots of camps. I guess what i really have to do is to spend time with the friends and family i've been neglecting so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i guess i'll see you guys again after the exams. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I know you pricks (Weeping and Alvyn) visit my blog and make fun of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3834766652808827953?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3834766652808827953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3834766652808827953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/anything-but-tangerines.html' title='Anything but Tangerines'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6672063382865214615</id><published>2008-04-18T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:51:38.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Do Me a Favour</title><content type='html'>Curiousity becomes a heavy load,&lt;br /&gt;Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.&lt;br /&gt;Curiousity becomes a heavy load,&lt;br /&gt;Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6672063382865214615?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6672063382865214615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6672063382865214615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-me-favour.html' title='Do Me a Favour'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5409333503112718683</id><published>2008-04-17T03:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T04:17:12.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I bet you look good on the dancefloor</title><content type='html'>I will not change anything in the world right now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5409333503112718683?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5409333503112718683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5409333503112718683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/supermassive-black-hole.html' title='I bet you look good on the dancefloor'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7578596800705983584</id><published>2008-04-08T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:08:46.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Laughter, the best medicine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_tRcQOXwDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pepNyMZWIjo/s1600-h/493655680_ef43a2ef5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186828941680689202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_tRcQOXwDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pepNyMZWIjo/s320/493655680_ef43a2ef5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anticipating a good laugh reduces the release of stress hormones that can weaken your immune system over time, according to a new study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researchers, who previously had found that the build-up for mirthful experience boosted health-protecting hormones, suggested that mirth may be a key to &lt;strong&gt;better physical and mental health.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our findings lead us to believe that by seeking out positive experiences that make us laugh, we can do a lot with our physiology to stay well," the study team's lead researcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researchers initially found that two "beneficial" hormones, depression-alleviating beta-endorphins and immunity-boosting human growth hormone, increased when volunteers anticipated watching a humorous video. Using a similar protocol, this time they studied 16 healthy, fasting male volunteers assigned to either a control group or a group told to anticipate a humorous event. Blood draws from both groups were taken before the event (anticipation), during the event and afterward, then analyzed for three hormones associated with stress. Chronically released high-stress hormone levels can weaken the immune system.&lt;br /&gt;The levels of the stress hormones cortisol, epinephrine (also known as adrenaline) and dopac, a brain chemical that helps produce epinephrine, fell by 38% - 70% during the anticipation stage in the group told they would be having a humorous experience. A progressive pattern of decreased levels for the three hormones occurred throughout the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, what this study actually suggests is that laughter may not actually be the best medicine, but rather it's the anticipation of laughter that helps us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/news/healthday/heardtheoneabouthowtobeattension.html"&gt;http://health.yahoo.com/news/healthday/heardtheoneabouthowtobeattension.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7578596800705983584?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7578596800705983584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7578596800705983584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/laughter-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter, the best medicine?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_tRcQOXwDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pepNyMZWIjo/s72-c/493655680_ef43a2ef5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6195634109013357353</id><published>2008-04-03T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:50:43.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Keep your eyes fixed to the stars and your feet firmly on the ground</title><content type='html'>Looking through rid's blog again found stuff that i'm pretty sure many can relate too. Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be imperfect in a perfect world is imperfect but to be imperfect in an imperfect world is perfect. So strive for perfection, which only boils down to 100 per cent participation. In whatever you do, you are always right. If you think you can do it you are right. If you think you can't you are right too. All I can say to you is with the effort you have put in, if you fail, you deserve it. And if you put in the effort and you succeed, I will also say to you, you deserve it. That’s the power of you. What sets us apart from the animal kingdom is that the human race has the power of choice. Choices have consequences. I choose to win. Now its your turn to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, when life is shaky, focus on your outcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a story to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a wealthy father took his son on a trip to the country so that the son could see how the poor lived. They spent a day and a night at the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?” “Very good, Dad!” “Did you see how poor people can be?” “Yeah!” “And what did you learn?” The son answered, “I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden; they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the house; they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard; they have the whole horizon.” When the little boy was finished, the father was speechless. His son then added, “Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/2007/10/18/keep-your-eyes-fixed-to-the-stars-and-your-feet-firmly-on-the-ground/"&gt;http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/2007/10/18/keep-your-eyes-fixed-to-the-stars-and-your-feet-firmly-on-the-ground/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6195634109013357353?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6195634109013357353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6195634109013357353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/keep-your-eyes-fixed-to-stars-and-your.html' title='Keep your eyes fixed to the stars and your feet firmly on the ground'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1465805148958984350</id><published>2008-04-02T05:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T05:26:59.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>For all the wrong reasons</title><content type='html'>Oh man! So many things happening the past few days that i do not know where to start! Diva's Night, bringing Insung into JB, April's fool and i'm pretty sure i'm missing out many more events here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, exams are coming up soon and it's time for me to settle down and start studying. Something i've yet to do for the sem! I am in NUS anyway to graduate with a degree (with honours hopefully). My life has been revolving around camp blueblood the past few months and it will for weeks to come after the exams. Can't wait till everything is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda glad that room allocation went smoothly. Didn't actually forsee the meeting to be that fast even though it took 2 hrs. Just hope ppl will make do with whatever rooms they've chosen. In my opinion, i actually shared the same view as a few, with reference to the new policies. It could be actually disadvantageous to many and unfair to a few. But i guess what people made me see was the macro view of everything, not about someone not getting the room he wants or whatever, but instead that the block &lt;strong&gt;as a whole&lt;/strong&gt; benefits from it. And i'm pretty sure what Alvan had in mind was that he wanted a healthy ratio of various seniors across all the floors of the block, which is actually way better instead of having "final year" floors. This meeting has actually revealed those who never really cared about the matters and running of the block, only until the room allocation period. Precisely Alvan's point. Be active throughout the year and not only when you can't get the room you want to stay in. You don't probably deserve to anyway. All for the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just gonna end this entry with blk comm photos. It's been great working with these people and i'm looking forward to FWOC knowing there's such a great bunch of ppl around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can kinda see who were the ones who got sabo'ed. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184388549853036434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_Kl6wOXv5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ssiu03f4q7Y/s320/D_1.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184388768896368546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_KmHgOXv6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/nauw3WopU38/s320/D_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1465805148958984350?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1465805148958984350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1465805148958984350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-man-so-many-things-happening-past.html' title='For all the wrong reasons'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R_Kl6wOXv5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ssiu03f4q7Y/s72-c/D_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-620738173455534742</id><published>2008-03-25T02:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T03:07:05.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Too much for a day</title><content type='html'>What a procrastinator i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know i'm not the only one. I tell myself that i'll wake up earlier before class to get some work done. But each time my alarm clock rings, i'm so used to hitting the snooze button that my clock is "snoozed" until i can be late for my lesson. So much for trying to wake up early. I can't remb the last time i actually studied on my own, excluding days before midterms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School work aside, i must say that DU was a real success and i never regretted going for it. KR dance is really really good and all their choreos were really good. (Have to find a word to use apart from "good") And it's always after these kinda culture events like production and all when i start to wonder why i'm such a culture barbarian. Maybe because i never really dared to try. DU and the weekend break was a great time to chill (not rest) and have some fun. Too much of a good thing can be bad as well and i'm already tired even before the week has started. So much for resting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise there's so much going on these few days and it would be inappropriate to raise some of the issues here, so i'll probably just keep them to myself or share with people face to face instead of creating some misunderstanding because of the way i might portray the issue here. One in particular is especially eye catching, but i guess i just have to live with questions sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And i'll never be able to save you, i'll never be able to change the world until i do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-620738173455534742?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/620738173455534742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/620738173455534742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-much-for-day.html' title='Too much for a day'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3796000430158149149</id><published>2008-03-18T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:40:26.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff to complain about'/><title type='text'>Wtf man...</title><content type='html'>The kind of ppl i really look down on and dislike are people who don't admit their mistakes when it is so obviously theirs and insist that they are correct, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to gain people's respect i ask you? Maybe your parents have been there to clean up your mess far too many times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3796000430158149149?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3796000430158149149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3796000430158149149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/wtf-man.html' title='Wtf man...'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1205990288815582026</id><published>2008-03-13T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:59:00.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Open House, the test.</title><content type='html'>Open house preparation has finally gone into full swing and everything that we've done on paper, we have to do, erm, in real life? Is that how the saying goes? Anyway, we've been slogging so much this sem and last sem and it's time to get down to real business. Hope that all our hard work will finally pay off when we (and fellow Kent Ridgeans) make open house a real success. It's actually kinda fun when you've got alot of fun ppl around in the commitee, really makes the hardwork worthwhile and fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think open house would be a great time for the comm to bond together since this is the first time we're really doing something out of the meeting room (or the lobby) and it'll be really eye opening to see how the comm works together.Today was pretty fun i guess. One thing i know for sure is that the guys can get really crazy when we're tired and doing stuff we really hate. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This open house period is going to be a crucial period for the comm. It's gonna lay the foundation for Blue Blood and this is the test before the real "project of the semester". And things are looking good. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1205990288815582026?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1205990288815582026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1205990288815582026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/open-house-test.html' title='Open House, the test.'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4398308840566780708</id><published>2008-03-06T16:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:28:36.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><title type='text'>Popular Myths in Science</title><content type='html'>Taking a break while i'm doing my term paper. Here's what i found, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 1: It takes 7 years to digest gum.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/486178/2/istockphoto_486178_bubble_gum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="265" alt="" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/486178/2/istockphoto_486178_bubble_gum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing gets spared by the digestive system. The HCL in the stomach just breaks down the gum like any other food ingested. I guess this was made up just to prevent kids from swallowing their gum. My dad lied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 2: The Great Wall of China is the only man made structure visible from outer space.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dianhuacard.com/images/great_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="189" alt="" src="http://www.dianhuacard.com/images/great_wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astronauts can spot other structures like the Giza pyramids and even airport runways. You think everything also Great Wall arh? They can't even see it from the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 3: Humans only use 10% of their brains.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simpsonovi.comics.cz/media/Obrazky/WALL/images/BRAIN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://simpsonovi.comics.cz/media/Obrazky/WALL/images/BRAIN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Bullshit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We use most of our cerebral cortex even while asleep. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 4: Adults don't grow brain cells.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nikonsmallworld.com/images/gallery2005/fourbythree/4844_Neuron-on-glia-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="94" alt="" src="http://www.nikonsmallworld.com/images/gallery2005/fourbythree/4844_Neuron-on-glia-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Not very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the brain development occurs during childhood, but adults do grow brain cells, at a slower rate that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 5: Animals can predict natural disasters.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://art-coll.narod.ru/973/cat_58/cat_26.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="162" alt="" src="http://art-coll.narod.ru/973/cat_58/cat_26.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Not very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no scientific evidence of this. And even so, often, animals die during natural disasters. Not a very useful sixth sense i guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 6: A dog's mouth is cleaner than a human's.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.queerty.com/queer/20050920_teeth-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand" height="171" alt="" src="http://www.queerty.com/queer/20050920_teeth-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: True to a certain extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll be wrong to actually say that since the bacteria found in oral cavities are very species specific. It would be more correct to say that our mouths are as clean as and as dirty as a dog's. Something along that line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 7: Lightning never strikes the same place twice.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirroruniverse.com/images/lightning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="275" alt="" src="http://www.mirroruniverse.com/images/lightning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The empire state building gets struck by by lightning about 15 times every year. Nuff' said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Myth no. 8: A falling cat always land on its feet.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.damninteresting.net/content/falling_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="665" alt="" src="http://www.damninteresting.net/content/falling_cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: True to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When dropped at most heights, cats will land gracefully on their feet. However, when dropped upside down from heights as low as 1 feet, results change. Don't ask me how they conducted this experiment and i'm not asking you to try this to any cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth no. 9: There's no gravity in space.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knowledgerush.com/wiki_image/e/e9/Astronaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="160" alt="" src="http://www.knowledgerush.com/wiki_image/e/e9/Astronaut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: This is just a misunderstanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blame the term zero-gravity. There's gravity everywhere, even in space. "Astronauts look weightless because they're in a constant freefall towards earth, staying aloft because of their horizontal motion." Oh and space isn't exactly a vacuum. There are all sorts of atoms out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth no. 10: Chickens can live without a head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotpetsonline.com/pictures-gallery/bird-pictures-breeders-chicks/chicken-pictures-breeders-chicks/pictures/chicken-0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="240" alt="" src="http://www.gotpetsonline.com/pictures-gallery/bird-pictures-breeders-chicks/chicken-pictures-breeders-chicks/pictures/chicken-0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: F***ing shit true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not just for a few minutes. For chickens, it's the brainstem that controls most of it's relexes. Thus after beaheading, it can still stagger around. There was one chicken that lived a full freaking eighteen months! Now that can be a myth on its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth no. 11: The 5 second rule.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8-xi7rGksI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nKaoMU-V-js/s1600-h/98173667_106ce1afd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174549710564135618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8-xi7rGksI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nKaoMU-V-js/s320/98173667_106ce1afd7.jpg" width="273" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: Not true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tests (and logic) confirm that most germs will stick to foods right on contact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myth no. 12: You get less wet by running in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danger-seekers.com/2002/images/goldmember1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://www.danger-seekers.com/2002/images/goldmember1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: True, true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathematical equations devoted to this question have proven that it's true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you have it! Back to my term paper i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11205715-4398308840566780708?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4398308840566780708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4398308840566780708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/popular-myths-in-science.html' title='Popular Myths in Science'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8-xi7rGksI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nKaoMU-V-js/s72-c/98173667_106ce1afd7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6237987234457651207</id><published>2008-03-04T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:44:03.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Kent Ridge Hall Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8w-5EwhRqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/amRSzujjaks/s1600-h/poster+2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173579222192572066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8w-5EwhRqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/amRSzujjaks/s400/poster+2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey everyone! Planning on coming to NUS? Want to find out more about hall life here in Kent Ridge Hall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS is having open house and KR will be opening a booth to show you what &lt;strong&gt;hall life in KR&lt;/strong&gt; is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down on the &lt;strong&gt;15th or 16th March. 10am - 6pm. MPSH 5, NUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6237987234457651207?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6237987234457651207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6237987234457651207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-everyone-planning-on-coming-to-nus.html' title='Kent Ridge Hall Open House'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R8w-5EwhRqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/amRSzujjaks/s72-c/poster+2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4396425701474741146</id><published>2008-03-03T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:07:33.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Quick, let's leave before the lights come on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You left before the lights came on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because they didn't want to ruin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What it was that was brewing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before they absolutely had to.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how can you wake up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With someone you don't love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not feel slightly fazed by it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, he had a struggle.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they woke up together not quite realising how,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awkwardly stretching and yawning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always hard in the morning.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I suppose that's the price you pay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well oh it isn't what it was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's thinking he looks different today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now there's nothing left to guess now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4396425701474741146?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4396425701474741146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4396425701474741146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-lets-leave-before-lights-come-on.html' title='Quick, let&apos;s leave before the lights come on'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1054490121011500295</id><published>2008-02-26T04:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:59:01.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Some things you need to know about sleep</title><content type='html'>This is for all the undergrads out there. And maybe students in JC or poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://d21c.com/DragonsDreams/gar/Sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having trouble slping or staying awake during lectures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your internal "biological clock" is a tiny bundle of cells in your brain that responds to light signals through your eyes and promotes wakefulness. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Night shift workers (which also mean those who slp really late and wake up really late for class) are more likely to have conditions such as heart disease, digestive disorders, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INFERTILITY (take note!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, as well as emotional problems. All of these problems may be related, at least in part, to their chronic lack of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do? This is what i got off the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stick to a sleep schedule.&lt;/strong&gt; Go to bed and wake up at the same time each day—even on the weekends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercise is great&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but not too late in the day.&lt;/strong&gt; Avoid exercising closer than 5 or 6 hours before bedtime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoid caffeine and nicotine.&lt;/strong&gt; The stimulating effects of caffeine in coffee, colas, teas, and chocolate can take as long as 8 hours to wear off fully. Nicotine is also a stimulant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoid alcoholic drinks before bed.&lt;/strong&gt; A "nightcap" might help you get to sleep, but alcohol keeps you in the lights stages of sleep. You also tend to wake up in the middle of the night when the sedating effects have worn off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoid large meals and beverages late at night.&lt;/strong&gt; A large meal can cause indigestion that interferes with sleep. Drinking too many fluids at night can cause you to awaken frequently to urinate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relax before bed.&lt;/strong&gt; Take time to unwind. A relaxing activity, such as reading or listening to music, should be part of your bedtime ritual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a hot bath before bed.&lt;/strong&gt; The drop in body temperature after the bath may help you feel sleepy, and the bath can help relax you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a good sleeping environment.&lt;/strong&gt; Get rid of anything that might distract you from sleep, such as noises, bright lights, an uncomfortable bed, or a TV or computer in the bedroom. Also, keeping the temperature in your bedroom on the cool side can help you sleep better. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have the right sunlight exposure.&lt;/strong&gt; Daylight is key to regulating daily sleep patterns. Try to get outside in natural sunlight for at least 30 minutes each day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't lie in bed awake.&lt;/strong&gt; If you find yourself still awake after staying in bed for more than 20 minutes, get up and so some relaxing activity until you feel sleepy. The anxiety of not being able to sleep can make it harder to fall asleep. (True, true)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of these are so true lah! So take note! (Even though i know most probably won't be able to follow) But i think it's good to at least know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/sleep/page3.htm"&gt;http://www.medicinenet.com/sleep/page3.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1054490121011500295?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1054490121011500295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1054490121011500295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-for-all-undergrads-out-there.html' title='Some things you need to know about sleep'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3790736119148508459</id><published>2008-02-25T05:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:32:36.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yessah'/><title type='text'>Halfway there</title><content type='html'>OH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally finished my proposal and sandmodelling. But they're not finalised though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab report next, now that is the BIG problem. Someone do for me can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'll try to complain less and blog about something that makes more sense. I had to celebrate though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3790736119148508459?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3790736119148508459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3790736119148508459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/halfway-there.html' title='Halfway there'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-118385421520899591</id><published>2008-02-23T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:57:50.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff to complain about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Weekend frenzy</title><content type='html'>Reading week my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it's my fault for leaving everything till the last minute. But when it's already saturday evening, and you have a lab report (have not started) and some sandmodelling crap due on monday, you can't really be in the best of moods. Especially when you have no idea how to do your report and your sandmodelling looks retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has been a really frustrating week so far for me and the weekend rush is just like the icing on the cake, to end off a GREAT week huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's pretty crazy what the hall expects out of you if you wanna stay on for another semester. Correction, very crazy. I've been through this a million times already, complaining about how i can't catch up with school work and all that bullshit nobody wants to hear cos everyone's saying the same thing. But the fact is none of this changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to buck up on my time management (not that i have had any in the first place) and time to straighten up my mind that i am a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in hall actually makes me feel that i'm not a student. I rarely touch my school work and when i come to the library to get some studying done, i end up writing the proposal for blue blood. So yeah, there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a post to vent my frustrations. And of course to get myself away from my work. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i kinda like my new blog. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-118385421520899591?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/118385421520899591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/118385421520899591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-rush.html' title='Weekend frenzy'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2647745745485166074</id><published>2008-02-15T04:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:27:20.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Valentine's day rush</title><content type='html'>OH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lesson learnt: Never EVER, i repeat, never ever buy a present when you're supposed to give it on that day. And always check your spelling before pasting something quite permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fruitful day and i'll see what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn shack, 4.30am. Lab at 10am, damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy vday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2647745745485166074?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2647745745485166074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2647745745485166074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-but-lesson.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day rush'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2205448535690441414</id><published>2008-02-14T03:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:26:58.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>Pre Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>Felt so hardworking today cos i did not miss ANY lessons at all! Yes, it is quite an achievement for me and i hope i can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged to taka to get stuff with Alvan and Insung and it was like the fastest shopping trip man. Take and grap and walk super fast. Bumped into Reina and Sandy. Reina asked me to ask **** for a date or i could date an, erm, RNA. Hahahaha personal joke, it's how my prof pronounces RNA. Couldn't find what i wanted though and i have to make a trip to clementi today to get them. Another early day for me and another burnt away just like that. Time to get myself out of my shell and out of my comfort zone, a feeling that i'm not familiar with, not at all. But i guess i have to. I really wanna take things real slow you know. Tsk, but now with more stuff coming into the picture. Difficult lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase in hall stay prices! Freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm glad that it's finally thursday. One lect for me and it'll be my one lab friday. Super shiok. Crazy week is over! But i foresee many things to come. After the HPB meeting, i realised i missed out so much and there's so many details to be out by the march. Super fast can? At some times i really feel lost and blur, and there are times when i totally feel like not doing anything. Don't feel like the programmes chair at times, hahaha but yeah when the deadlines kick in, feel like i'm swimming in shit. Luckily i have a really capable vice-chair and experienced seniors around to help and consult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay some publicity, if by any chance there are any of my juniors who somehow read my blog, and are interested in attending a camp, pls contact me or drop me a msg here. I'll help to get you into my hall's camp Blue Blood. Early June, 3D2N. Juniors as in those planning to come into Uni later in august this yr. And preferably those who foresee themselves coming into NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed then, another packed day for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2205448535690441414?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2205448535690441414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2205448535690441414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/felt-so-hardworking-today-cos-i-did-not.html' title='Pre Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7522379321349337087</id><published>2008-02-10T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:28:08.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>My CNY</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but chinese new yr this is isn't really the new yr i had in mind. Maybe i'm just old (which i don't thin i am) or maybe i'm already tired of running all over the place to visit relatives. Maybe it's because since young, i've never really fostered that bond between me and my relatives, especially my cousins and all. I've seen lots of ppl being really close to their cousins just as if they're close friends, and how i really wish it could be the case for me. Well, maybe it's because we don't even speak a common language. It's been like that all along anyway and i still don't know why cny this time round feels really really different. Don't get me wrong, i'm fine, just bored, really really bored without and motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting (again) and the week to come is gonna be much of a killer. With ihg vball and soccer fixtures on the same week, with meetings and all. Not to mention 'starting' to catch up on my work which i have left out since school started, and that could be almost everything. And of course important dates of the week. Darn how come right after cny? I've gotta source and get people alr. I hate going places alone. And i think i'm going to hate the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it could set the foundation for bigger things to come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7522379321349337087?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7522379321349337087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7522379321349337087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-why-but-chinese-new-yr-this.html' title='My CNY'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-195591336700859175</id><published>2008-01-29T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:15:07.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff to complain about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>School kinda sucks right now</title><content type='html'>School's never fun, never my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the 3rd week of sem 2 and i have not really settled down yet. Still in the holiday mood and that is gonna ruin me if it carries on. With all the hpb and block comm stuff already kicking in, i hardly have any time for my studies. And when i finally do, i don't have the discipline to sit down to get it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the schedule for march, i don't know how i'm going to get through it, seriously. 3 major hall events a week is something not to laugh about, especially when we're expected to turn up. I've hardly the time to make a trip home, and i'm feeling bad about it. I'm struggling to pen thoughts down, cos there's so many things to talk about, yet i don't have the motivation to do so. And when everyone is expecting the best out of you, it can get really stressful and difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still, i don't really quite know how to say this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-195591336700859175?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/195591336700859175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/195591336700859175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-never-fun-never-my-thing.html' title='School kinda sucks right now'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5592604040775679083</id><published>2008-01-14T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:15:55.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yessah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random stuff'/><title type='text'>IHG silver</title><content type='html'>Takraw was the killer man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 6th to 2nd, it was a damn huge achievement and the day was filled with nothing but adrenaline. I've never cheered so hard in my whole life and i nvr celebrated like i won the world cup. There was really no way i could describe the feeling man. Maybe takraw is my new found favourite sport. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have FINALLY CLEANED MY ROOM. From the 1st day of holidays, i've dragged and finally on the 2nd last day of holidays i've done it. Hahaha feels damn good to be in a damn clean room now. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a pretty random post but schools opening so oh well, might as well kinda update b4 i get really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start reading through blue blood proposal alr. Shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5592604040775679083?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5592604040775679083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5592604040775679083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/01/takraw-was-killer-man.html' title='IHG silver'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4718297368282043216</id><published>2008-01-03T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:18:15.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been saying that and i mean EVERYONE. It's been like so overused lah, and when ppl say that, do they really make changes in their lives to make 2008 really different to become a better person? Well, i guess we do, but maybe just unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been really special for me cos it marked the end of my JC education and the start of more things to come. Jing getting me into CampHa really opened both my eyes. I'll nvr forget the stuff i thought to the kids under me and the fun i've had during camps and campfires. The many new ppl i met that thought me so much more than what i've learnt in JC for 2 yrs, and i'll nvr stop. Come the 3 month holiday after sem 2, i would like to go back to doing camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been full of ups and downs and of course one of the ups (or maybe downs) would be coming to NUS, and most importantly Hall. Kent Ridge Hall. The world is really really big when you step in here. Met lotsa great ppl and made lotsa really really good friends that can last me a lifetime. Well, in the meantime it has actually deprived me of time with my other friends and loved ones. And now i've found out that i'm not as strong as i thought i was. I hang onto the past for too long. And maybe now it's time to REALLY let go and carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe i've gotta get sucked into the trend and say that 2008 is a new beginning. Or maybe i'm saying that to make me feel better. Hahaha. Anyway, hope 2008 will be as great for you as it would be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4718297368282043216?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4718297368282043216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4718297368282043216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-8166006200846634532</id><published>2007-12-28T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:53:55.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting really lazy to blog. So many things happening. Trainings, friendlies, proposals, block stuff, home. Whoa, really really alot to do. And i wanna play soccer! Ok i know, i've been training 3 times a week or so but playing with my team is really much more fun cos it isn't so stressful since i have nothing to prove. Hahaha okay anyway, had one of the best christmas celebrations and i must block bbq was a real success. Damn happy it turned out great. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really bad day for takraw anyway. Even though i won both my games, it was because the opponent's tekong dropped damn alot of serves. And i didn't have a single good kill at all. Damnnnnnn sucky day. Soccer was better though. Tmr is the Heng Mui Keng derby. Hahaha, but starting to feel damn shacked with all the trainings going into full gear. 3 takraw, 3 soccer, 3 vball per week. Plus HPB. Shack lahhhhhh!!!! But i'm really looking forward to improving my soccer and takraw. Vball not much passion so improve or not doesn't really matter to me lah. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okokok, time to slp. Shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-8166006200846634532?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8166006200846634532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8166006200846634532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-getting-really-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-8332573214775239721</id><published>2007-12-15T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:02:09.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, nothing, beats the holidays here in NUS! But, you have to stay in hall that is! No school work AT ALL, and being around your friends 24-7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some stuff i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS until 4plus in the morning. (the ooomph u get when u kill INS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool until 1.30am then supper. (fong seng nvr let's us down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After suddenly got craving for cycling and cycle all the way to upper thompson. (dun worry, 15mins only right weeping?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is life, really, everyday should be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside i guess is that i don't have time to clean my room. And my body clock is screwed up. Really really screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Christmas. Going to be a really really hectic few days though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the holidays don't end. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-8332573214775239721?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8332573214775239721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8332573214775239721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-i-say-nothing-beats-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1568157802080791335</id><published>2007-12-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:03:42.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes sahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is gonna be over by tmr evening and i can't wait! I'm just thinking of how to enjoy the break, and that's why i can't study now. Confident about tmr? Of course not lah, since when were people really confident about their exams, ok lah there are people who do have the confidence, but not me, or people like me, people who SLACK too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really itching for pool and insung's gonna come along with me. Anyone else wanna come? No point asking here cos i think no one from hall reads my blog. Apart from kim i guess? Hahahaha, maybe people have better things to do. And i hafta get lotsa soccer before my training starts. Sounds weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing more soccer before soccer training starts, but training is so stressful and i really don't wanna make a fool of myself. I wanna improve and don't look so lousy when the team is playing. But anyway PJ didn't have any soccer CCA so can't blame me right? I mean wtf man? Which school doesn't have soccer as a CCA? Wth right? Or maybe i should have played soccer back in sec sch and i could be some pro right now, but if not for scouts, hahaha. Nvr regretted though as i will always remember my sec sch life to be the best time of my life. So far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats really suck man, and i'm like self-learning everything now? Initially this was the only module i could really understand. But 8am lecture twice a week? What a waste man. So i think everyone know's where i am 8am on mondays and thursdays. In my room slping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, still have to sit for the paper tmr. Getting ready for a really really chui CAP this sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1568157802080791335?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1568157802080791335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1568157802080791335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-sahhhhh-everything-is-gonna-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7554462956210257045</id><published>2007-11-30T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:57:17.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been spending the past few days like my exams are over. But it's not. I really really can't wait for this to be over and i can finally relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Exams suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7554462956210257045?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7554462956210257045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7554462956210257045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-spending-past-few-days-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1671938474186734373</id><published>2007-11-28T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:04:40.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oliver is so screwed for org chem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1671938474186734373?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1671938474186734373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1671938474186734373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/oliver-is-so-screwed-for-org-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3885242164671510234</id><published>2007-11-24T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:05:01.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams, go awayyy! I finish on the 4th, and i have not STARTED studying for my paper on that day. Luckily the paper b4 that is on the 28th. No confidence at all sia for this exam. But ya i've been kinda screwing up this semester. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore when everyone around me is like from RJ, VJ, AJ. Walau, when the results come out and we start comparing our CAP scores, i hope i don't have to hide anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior finishes on the 27th lah! That's only after i'm done with half my exams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3885242164671510234?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3885242164671510234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3885242164671510234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhh-exams-go-awayyy-i-finish-on-4th.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2636561039277709144</id><published>2007-11-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:05:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Going through another Gorillaz phase. Hahaha crazy about them again. Found a couple of new songs off their new album D-sides and it's really good. Their songs are really addictive and their lyrics has lotsa hidden meanings as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what suddenly sparked my interest in them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sd_ZyLqTd-Q"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sd_ZyLqTd-Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire Coming out of the Monkey's Head. The video was shown live. Watch and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2636561039277709144?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2636561039277709144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2636561039277709144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-through-another-gorillaz-phase.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7091612953402601607</id><published>2007-11-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:05:46.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For those who need to relieve some exam stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYvZnTFpip0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYvZnTFpip0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitlers downfall. Damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pB5W_N7RQUI"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pB5W_N7RQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad TV gansta fight. Also damn lol lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my bro's blog actually, just thought i'd share the laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7091612953402601607?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7091612953402601607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7091612953402601607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-those-who-need-to-relieve-some-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7856316848733387320</id><published>2007-11-17T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:06:13.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's it man, i cannot drink coffee at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink already then i was able to slp only at 7am. Sucks lah, then initially wanted to wake up at 11am to do last minute mcq revision, but ended up waking up at 2.30pm instead. So went for the test kinda unprepared. But no more nanoworld!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a match later at 9.30am, but gotta meet them at 7.45am. Shit lah, damn early, like earlier than reporting to sch back in JC. Must slp now! I mean now! Tmr onwards shall continue my studying marathon. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7856316848733387320?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7856316848733387320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7856316848733387320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/thats-it-man-i-cannot-drink-coffee-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-783344212695260697</id><published>2007-11-16T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:47:32.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By 6pm this evening, there'll be no such thing as GEK1509, intro to the fucking nanoworld! Yes sah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with the module lah actually if you have the flair for physics, more specifically quantum mechanics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me, things get really fucked up when they get really small, as the module has thought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to hell nanoworld! Be gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-783344212695260697?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/783344212695260697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/783344212695260697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/by-6pm-this-evening-therell-be-no-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6250036626380237312</id><published>2007-11-09T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:47:55.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lab report down, term paper down. You don't know how SHIOK is the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams in 17 days. And i've yet to start on my revision. I am soooo screwed for organic chem. I have a feeling this sem is going to be a disaster. I have to spend my 2nd and 3rd year studying damn hard to pull my CAP up because i slacked too much in sem 1. I can't find any motivation in me to get my studying going, no motivation at all. What happened to the hardworking me during the A level period? And i'm tired of being so optimistic about this already. I AM SCREWED! But still it's not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6250036626380237312?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6250036626380237312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6250036626380237312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/lab-report-down-term-paper-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7840650908441327556</id><published>2007-11-07T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T03:42:44.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What was i thinking!?!?!? OMG i am soooo sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally woken up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we must learn to overlook the negatives. =))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"But i crumble completely when you cry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7840650908441327556?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7840650908441327556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7840650908441327556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-was-i-thinking-omg-i-am-soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4826199315431585255</id><published>2007-11-01T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:43:36.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I AM SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stats test tmr, no wait, today! Shit, can't wait to finish the sem so can forget about my stats and org chem. Damn, the 2 subjects i hate the most! Hahaha and so little of bio, i'm like neglecting it lah! But well, i'll make this short since i'm supposed to be studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Despite the disappointing friendly last week, i've decided to set long term goals, not short term ones. Ah hah! Sooo, i aim to get a regular starting position when i'm like year 2 or 3 after a few years of training. Must train hard!!! But the damn khairul brought me down to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"You think all the freshies come in so lousy arh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha anyways, life in NUS can be quite stressful. I'm trying very very hard to look at everything positively. Not easy too, can be quite stressful trying to be positive and all. Okay i'm like talking rubbish lah!!!!! As in you have a final exam twice every academic year and you have to mug so hard for it each time. Sucks lah! But of course not as bad as taking A levels lah. So since i'm a survivor of the A's, i can survive ANYTHING! And so can YOU! Depends on how you look at it lah. Must be POSITIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't wait for the holidays to come. 1 month is better that nothing. Gonna SLACKKKKKKKK! But i think there's HPB stuff to do lah. 1st meeting went really really well. Lots of really great people in the comm, so i'm really looking forward to working with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One last thing before i go back to study. OMG!!!! I had a damn weird dream lah!!! 2 days ago, and it was sooo wrong and weird, i still can remember it vividly in my head lah! It's not some kinda nightmare but it was kinda wrong and erm, wrong? Hahaha shit my vocab sucks. But anyway it was just a dream. Had me thinking for a while though after waking up. Must get it outta my head head head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As you all can see, i'm not exactly in the right state of mind after studying too much statistics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stats stats stats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4826199315431585255?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4826199315431585255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4826199315431585255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-supposed-to-be-studying-stats-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4286607439576859955</id><published>2007-10-29T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:31:57.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;F***ed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's enough to describe nus internet connection, many people here would agree with me. I have 21 mails in my inbox waiting to be read. Most of it about my group project due next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;F***ed up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nuff' said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Next,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like a noob. Played soccer like a noob today. Today's friendly sucked for me. We won lah, but i played like some shit that never play before. I bet Lin thinks i'm some lousy shit now. Like that how to fight for selection for IHG?!?! Jensen played damn well lah, my new idol on the pitch. Lol. Today's performance really reminded me of the first time i played field soccer. It was against TK and that performance can be compared to today's performance. Mine lah, not the team's. Next time i play match with Criminals or the scouts i must really really buck up to preare for the friendlies to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like a F***ing noob lah today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nuff' said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4286607439576859955?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4286607439576859955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4286607439576859955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/10/fed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3428095861088857125</id><published>2007-10-16T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:27:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Remember, the only thing you have complete control over is your attitude. You alone are responsible for making yourself happy. Do not depend on others to keep you smiling and positive. Choose to be optimistic. Avoid complaining, especially when the things you are complaining about cant be avoided or changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://icaughtalittlebabybumblebee.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3428095861088857125?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3428095861088857125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3428095861088857125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-can-complain-because-roses-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4650310633448778748</id><published>2007-10-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:53:24.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trials, interviews, mid-terms. Trying to get back into the schooling mood, though i've never been in such a mood since fwoc, damn badddd!!! I already swore that i'll stop skipping lessons once sch started after the term break, but looks like i've not kept my word on a few occasions. I guess it's because there are no teachers around to kick my ass if i don't go for lectures or tutorials. You win alone and die alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Very very stressful week as well. I may not look stress, but sometimes i can be really stressed out, just that i don't wanna burden other ppl with my troubles but i think it's a bad thing. Better to let ppl know you need help than to slowly die by myself. I guess that's my major weakness, always keeping my feelings from everyone else and never asking for help. Maybe i just don't wanna show people that i'm weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It hasn't been all that terrible though. Trials give me the chance to exercise once again and it was all really really fun and refreshing. Outings on the weekends give me a chance to catch up with what i've been missing out with my friends and pool is a really good way to relax. And of course i treasure the small and short family dinners and spending time with the person i love the most. Helps me get along with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sadly Kenneth as flown off to aussie for his pilot training (dammit!) and no cheesecake for 2 months or so. Now i really want to catch up with my scout bros and with my JC classmates. Gotta catch up with my tutorials and lectures though. I won't let what happened before the term break happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abit of the lyrics for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Now i wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Started crying and i couldn't stop myself, I started running but there's no where to run to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I believe the world is burning to the ground, oh well i guess we're gonna find out. Let's see how far we've come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4650310633448778748?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4650310633448778748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4650310633448778748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-week-trials-interviews-mid-terms.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4044832417093422870</id><published>2007-09-26T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T04:15:42.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigh, i need time to study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This holiday has been spent doing the block stuff, and i hope they really like it. The lounge looks MUCH better and it's WAY cleaner too. I think the doorgifts were really nice as well. Great job everyone! Finally got some stuff to decorate my room, i must say that my room is much much better now. Just need to do some cleaning up (and IRONING!) and it'll be really great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Laundry issues are getting worse. I've gotten it all the time. I have 3 pairs of socks i can't wear cos one side from each pair is missing. My underwear is slowly disappearing and of course there's the case of ppl putting the previous users clothes on the washing machine instead in the laundry basket. We really need to catch the culprit if there's one person behind all of this. i need to find out if other blocks have this problem. Following all the emails, i'll raise the idea of the velcro thing to Alvan again and see what he thinks. I think it's a good idea but i can't really know whether it'll work unless i try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With plans aside, i think every freaking resident should bring down his or her laundry basket down so ppl have a place to put your clothes in after it's done. Sometimes all the machines are used up and there's one that's already done. But there's no basket in sight! I get fucking angry with these ppl. And ppl should just stop kicking other ppl's laundry baskets around the damn place so this wouldn't happen. Collect your clothes ASAP after their done so you don't leave your basket lying around the whole day, especially if you've gone home or going out for a really long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With laundry aside, the pantry issue is a big headache as well. Ppl stealing food and stuff. I just think these ppl should fuck off and die. Seriously. I mean block comm can only do so much, if everyone just freaking cooperates, this place is gonna be a much better place to stay in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Off to slp then i guess, think about all the stuff in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4044832417093422870?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4044832417093422870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4044832417093422870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/sigh-i-need-time-to-study-this-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5039014378211535182</id><published>2007-09-20T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T03:01:44.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shucks man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've gotta test coming up later and i can't get the facts into my head. I realised how much i don't know cos i skipped lectures in the past. Like how i didn't know my first 3 months stuff in JC. Horrible man! And there's no teacher to ask this time. I really can't get the stuff in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mid-term break coming up, but barely have time to myself. Hafta chiong doorgift, do up the rooms in the block, catch-up with my work (lots of cathing up) and finally some time to relax one corner, my room that is. Doubt i'll even be going home during the one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TGIO later tonight. Looking forward to the rockers performances. Never fail to entertain. But i have to chiong my biodiversity lab report and hand it up on friday. Looks like another late night tmr. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not an unhappy post though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have to go shopping one day to buy stuff to decorate up my room. No money lah anyway! Spending so much! $50 on Dnd, $35 for block fund. Plus the materials for our costumes, ingredients for block supper. It can reach $150 for last week. Damn sian. Not working somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;K i guess that's all for now lah, gotta go back to my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5039014378211535182?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5039014378211535182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5039014378211535182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/shucks-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-3757828384645595242</id><published>2007-09-12T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T03:23:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The bad patch has passed and now i'm once again the happy and cheerful oliver! Lol, quite a number of things happenin' and so little time to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sch's been really really hectic, even after IBG. Starting to feel hall life slowly getting to me, and i've yet to go for any sports trials until the end of sem 1. I've stopped skipping lessons (finally) and i've to put in more effort to deal with my overslping problem. Finally learnt my lesson when i had only one night to study for my org chem test which was soooo disappointing. The test was quite easy it was possible to get full marks actually, but i didn't study hard enough, especially the details and couldn't ans all the questions to my full capability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lab's are very hectic as well and 4hrs don't seem to be enough time. Lab reports suck, and my first one was the chui'est in the world. Handwritten and all. And when i thought i did a good job, i was other ppl's with over page, NUS logo, all typed and printed out sui sui. And it looked kinda thick as well. Then shit man, i knew mine sucked right away, but it was already the deadline and i had no choice but to hand up, i'll be smarter the next time. Biodiversity lab was horrible. Spent 4hrs looking at bacteria cultures and trying to identify whether the shape of the colony was convex, rough, shiny etc. I mean, so small!! How to see sia! See until damn headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;More about hall now, tmr is block supper, and i've gotta rush back after lessons to cook our group's dish. Gotta find a way to buy a present for my diva as well and i don't know how i'm going to do that. Fri is Dinner and Dance and thurs is dedicated to finishing our costumes. We're going as capcom aka street fighter and i'm going as balrog. Lol damn funny. Other groups also damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By the way, i got elected into the block comm and i'm really really grateful, that the block ppl trust me to do and good job and stuff, and rest assured i'll do my best. I know it's not going to be easy. I'll have less time with my family, my friends, and of course my dearest girlfriend, all the people i love the most. All the ex-block comm members have told us that this is something we should expect lah, being in block comm, and i hope everyone around me will understand, cos that's what i need most. The support and understanding of everyone. That's what i need the most. Yes i'll be away from the ppl i love and care about the most, and i won't have the time to do what i really want to do. But i've made a decision to serve the block and i will do a good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's really stressful and competitive in here since everyone is like from VJ or RJ and stuff. Like ppl who can get four A's in exams and top it off with a PSA award as well. Those kinda ppl around me. I guess it's a good thing so that i'll try to remain competitive. Now, everytime i'm in my room i'll get myself to study and i think it's a good thing as well lah. I just hope i'll be able to compete with the supermen and superwomen over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess that'll  be all for now, and i should be pretty busy when there are more block duties as the weeks go by and when activities go into full swing. Hope i've been able to provide a little insight to how uni and hall life can be, so yeah. It isn't all that negative lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With that, i'd really like to catch up with my scout bros. And val, i'm looking forward to the BBQ and try keeping it on a sunday lah when there's a higher probability that i'll be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So that's all and have a smacking good time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-3757828384645595242?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3757828384645595242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/3757828384645595242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-patch-has-passed-and-now-im-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4319789407169811596</id><published>2007-09-08T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T04:26:30.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woo, one line and i teared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4319789407169811596?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4319789407169811596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4319789407169811596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/woo-one-line-and-i-teared.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-8426840184428276170</id><published>2007-09-08T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T02:41:28.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver misses home very very much, and finally he gets to go home after 5 weeks of staying out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver doesn't have the luxury of seeing his family everyday or every weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver's dad works overseas and stays home for a period of 5 weeks before flying off for another 5 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver has only seen his dad twice since the last time he sent him off at the airport months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver's dad has to fly off soon again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oliver misses his room and bed so very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, Oliver is coming home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Wish i was special, so fucking special." - Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-8426840184428276170?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8426840184428276170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8426840184428276170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/oliver-misses-home-very-very-much-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6897790075543005767</id><published>2007-09-06T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T02:43:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Takraw today was totally ownage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We beat C-block to clinch 3rd place. And today i definately felt that we played and fought like champions. All the 3 regus (teams) won in 2 sets and it was super fun. Proud to say that i've improved and i'm more calm now. Maybe cos very little spectators this time round. Our game was the most heart stopping. First set went down 4 or 5 points. Then trail all the way to the end and finally beat them by 3 points i think. 2nd set play until 14-14, then duece, first to 17. Wah seh, play until 16-16 and finally we took the last point. By that time the first team already won, so with this point, we already took 3rd placing overall. Shiok. Takraw rocks lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I must listen to linkin park's breaking the habit. And stop skipping my lectures like drinking water like that. Very very bad habit. Maybe just shacked from IBG. Still considering whether i should run for block comm. I really want too but i'm weighing the possible consequences if i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Call me a pussy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leave before the lights come on by the Arctic Monkeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6897790075543005767?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6897790075543005767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6897790075543005767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/takraw-today-was-totally-ownage-we-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1604310101455153533</id><published>2007-09-03T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:24:19.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Got injured playing handball on friday. Whoa, took a diving shit after a good pass from tingkuang but in the end the keeper saved it, and i ended up falling on my hip pretty badly. Damn pain lah! And now there's a big bruise on the side of my hip which affects my running and my right leg cannot go full stretch already. Which means, cannot play soccer 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sat was the first time i think i played too much soccer. Crazy! From 8am to 5pm soccer carnival. Damn tiring and got burnt really really bad. Was really disappointed with my own performance cos i couldn't perform to my standard and i let the team down so many times. Must say Jensen was the real catalyst of the team and he played superbly. D-block is undefeated! Even thought we won only 3 games and drew the rest, we still managed to get overall 2nd. Shiok! Actually could get first one, but if A-block didn't score their last minute own goal against E-block. Was watching the match and supporting A-block and when they score the own goal to make the score 2-1 E block, we were all "wah lau eh!!!" Ok but anyway overall 2nd is good. Was very very very shack after the whole thing and totally didn't want to go anywhere but lie on the floor and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sunday still had to wake up super early for touch rugby carnival. Totally didn't want to play cos my whole body was aching and i was still super shack from sat. Still, i had to start both games and we lost lah. The fucking guy sprint so fast and i cannot run properly. Like some poor fuck chasing the guy from the back. Twice somemore. After the 2 chases i no stamina alr, kena sub out. Lol. But was glad i could finally rest. Hahaha. But i must say i feel good playing for D-block lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Super shacked but still have volleyball, takraw and basketball 3rd placing matches to play. Must win takraw!! Cannot be like the last time lost to B-block by a few points and my return for the last point wasn't so good that bern had to do all the work and couldn't send the ball over, blaming himself when it was my fault actually. Must own in takraw and i definetly will go and try for IHG for tekong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ratatoiulle on sun was a great break for me man! The movie was great with even better company. Made my day=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The song i must really listen to and get into my head now is Linkin Park's breaking the habit man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's all for now and have a spanking good time ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;D-block whoosh/Sex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1604310101455153533?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1604310101455153533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1604310101455153533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/09/got-injured-playing-handball-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7298791573356805610</id><published>2007-08-30T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T04:26:30.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's not easy staying in hall you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been slping at an average of 4am. My lectures are mostly at 12 and on mondays and wednesdays, i have 8am lectures. It's really really tiring and the activities are VERY time consuming. I'm having trouble finding time to catch up with my studies which i very much need now. When i have free time in my room i'll be studying or doing my tutorials. It's really really busy to be studying in NUS and staying in hall, esp KR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have only the weekends to spare for my family, friends and of course my dear girlfriend. I'm sure everyone can feel that i've been slowly drifting away. I have not been home for 3-4 weeks now cos i didn't have my passport. But now that i do, i have activities on sat. Not forgetting that friends are asking me to go for outings and i wanna spend time with my dear. Not that i don't wanna go but if i could, i would gladly turn up. Too bad i can only be at one place at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yishu was very frank with me and told me that he didn't see many relationships work out between couples in which one was staying in hall and the other wasn't. Well, despite that, i do feel that our relationship is going strong and that the communication between us rarely breaks down. That really motivates me to carry on pushing and working harder in hall, studies and in anything cos i'm motivated to do so. There's no obstacle we can't cross together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And thus i leave all of you with a few of my favourite quotes (yes again) and hopefully it may motivate if somehow you're in position like me. Most from Ridhwan so yeah, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cheers everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"A ship is safest in a habour, but that's not what ships are built for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Do not go where the trail may lead, instead go where there is none and leave a one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Ordinary people dont walk the extra mile, but who said you were ordinary?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"To the world you might be one person, but to one person you might be the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"It's the smallest things in life that paint the biggest smiles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7298791573356805610?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7298791573356805610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7298791573356805610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-not-easy-staying-in-hall-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5617339038965207113</id><published>2007-08-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:30:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In a short period of 2 days, i couldn't:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Go for Ridhwan's last campfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Play volleyball for D-block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Go for dance auditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Play soccer for the Criminals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Go for touch rug training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Play frisbee soccer for D-block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shucks, looks like i've got lots of catching up to do, but i swear i'll participate even more actively when i'm better. I'll play harder, train harder for IBG to help D-block cos i couldn't help the past 2 days. And it's all because of food poisoning. Diarrhoea, vomiting, stomach aches, fever. I've got them all and it sucks man! I have not eaten for 5 meals and i've no idea how much weight i've lost. Being the first time getting food poisoning, i had no idea how it'll feel like but now i'll never want to get it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've fallen ill twice already since moving in to hall. Hope it'll stay at 2 man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5617339038965207113?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5617339038965207113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5617339038965207113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-short-period-of-2-days-i-couldnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-5743420911195454264</id><published>2007-08-22T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:31:38.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woo! Haven't blogged in sooo long! And sooo much has happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My GEM lecturer rocks, the rest abit CMI. Hall is really fun! Midnight soccer almost every night, initiation just ended, inter block games now and etc etc. Block supper is thurs and the seniors will be cooking for us, the freshies that is. Yeah, and i must say i'm enjoying my uni life very very much now, apart from the fact that i have two 8am lectures and my friends from arts have 3 day weeks! Come to NUS when you're out of army or when you graduate from JC cos it's really really fun over here, excluding the fact you have to bid for your modules but you'll learn to do so. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But anyways, everything i can remember about sch has been summarised into the above paragraph. I got a cake from awfully chocolate and a crumpler for dear's birthday. Though i must say the cake was without candles and the crumpler was actually her idea, and to sum everything together it was all really belated. =/ So sorry, i'll do better when activities die down in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A few complaints, i would like to have a longer table, my own tv, my own fridge, printer and another standing fan would help too. I want to carpet the whole floor and change one of the lights to be a yellow light. Adding a nice table lamp would help too, and i would like my own hot and cold water dispenser in my room as well. Lol, it's alot of stuff so ppl out there, hint hint arh for my birthday next year or for years to come, cos i wanna stay in KR for 3 more years. =) with the D-blockers. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's all for now, and i'll blog again when there's stuff to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ciaoz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-5743420911195454264?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5743420911195454264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/5743420911195454264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/woo-havent-blogged-in-sooo-long-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1977676379104133801</id><published>2007-08-13T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:12:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigh, i hope my 4 yrs here at NUS won't be like today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think i finally know my greatest weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1977676379104133801?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1977676379104133801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1977676379104133801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/sigh-i-hope-my-4-yrs-here-at-nus-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-7582204026242661873</id><published>2007-08-13T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T01:49:35.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's officially starting tmr. Lecture at 8am. Damn early sia, but if last time i can make it to sch by 7 plus, hopefully this will be no prob. But that was like how many months ago? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to meet CG today. Man it felt soo good. Nvr laughed so hard in so long, though this outing wasn't one with many laughs but still it ranks higher than what i get here. I wonder how i'm gonna survive man. By the way, inter block games are gonna start soon and so starts the early morning soccer that comes along with it. Going to try out as many sports as possible. Daniel was saying yesterday that we joined ALL the sports. Haha damn hiong, so maybe i'll try something close to that and see what i'm most interested in, so i can join that for inter hall games. Apart from that stars to burst is on tuesday, dunno how i'm going to dance infront of the whole KR if i can't even dance infront of my own reflection. I keep thinking i look very noob so that's why i don't have confidence. The seniors say must have confidence then u can concentrate on the dance moves and look more pro. Lol, i'll try lah. Tmr practice again and then tues is the big day. Thank god we're the first item so i can get it done and over with. Phew. Maybe i'll join KRX for the real thing. Maybe my passion lies in acting (yes, very lol) but maybe i can only act spastic since that's what everyone around sees. Haha, see lah see, if i think dancing isn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta slp already man, it almost 2am and my lecture is at 8! I have like 5hrs (darn, only??) of slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, off to bed then and have a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-7582204026242661873?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7582204026242661873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/7582204026242661873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/schools-officially-starting-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6059152014183481908</id><published>2007-08-11T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:45:02.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay u must know i'm really bored. Post some stupid survey then come and write another entry. Lol sorry lah nothing to do in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nobody jio me for dinner lah! Last min nvr go cos of some rabbit! Haha just kidding lah, i'm not angry or anything so just relak jack in my room lor. Dance practice was slightly better. At least not as bad as the last session. Maybe i just need to have more self confidence so i won't look so noob when i'm really dancing. Stars to burst is like on tues lor! I still suck so much! Hopefully it won't be so chui so that i can continue in dance after the thing. Get more points to stay on! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally printed out the pics i wanted and put them up in my room alr. My softboard looks much better now! But now when i look at the the pics it reminds me of my JC life and i get so sad! I miss JC life man! To the juniors out there, treasure your freaking short 2 yrs in JC! I miss going to sch with classmates and like laughing with them during meals and breaks, playing with food and stuff. So different here in uni man! Hopefully within the 4 yrs here i can make some really good friends in hall, like those buddy buddy kind. I must say i miss CHA too! Can't wait to go into camp again on the 23rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, don't want this entry to turn into some mushy wushy, emo kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's RAG tmr! I mean, today. Go down to padang to support k? If you're lucky you'll see me. Carrying the platform lah that is. Lol. Hopefully KR will own again this year but the seniors somehow give me the impression that KRonos last yr was better. Shall see soon then! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;See you at the padang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6059152014183481908?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6059152014183481908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6059152014183481908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-u-must-know-im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6900017137198770215</id><published>2007-08-11T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:36:10.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Name: Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sisters: would be nice if i had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Brothers: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shoe size: 10.5-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what are u wearing?PLTC tee with afc shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Number: 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Drink: sprite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Month: any holiday month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Breakfast: eggs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***Have You Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken a bone: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been on a boat: yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Came close to dying: dome some pretty dangerous stuff but that bad lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Swam in the ocean: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fallen asleep in school: it's like an everyday thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken someone's heart: i think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cried when someone died: fortunately didn't have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fell off your chair: yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sad by the phone: no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saved emails: yahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been cheated on: i'm confident no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cheated on a test: those who say no are lying man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What is your room like: can be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whats right beside you: an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What is the last thing you ate?: ock, thank god not hall food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Ever Had---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chicken pox: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sore throat: yess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stitches: thank god no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken nose: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Do You---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like picnics: abit gay, must have ALOT of ppl and beer. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like School: yeah i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Questions---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: forgot mass dance with who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who makes you smile: friends =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Who---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did you last yell at: omg i have not yelled in so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you like yourself: can be better. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Final Questions---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What are you listening to right now: clint eastwood by gorillaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hated someone in your family: when i was small when bro bully me lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What car do you wish to have: AUDI TT DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;can you sing: ok lah i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diamond or pearl: diamond! $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Indoors or outdoors: out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Today did you---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Talk to someone you like? i only talk to ppl i like. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Who: those i talked to lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Get sick: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Sing: lol yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Talked to an ex: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Miss someone: yes sah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Last person who---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Was in your bed besides you: dismas that ass! hahaha just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. Talked to on the phone: kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. Made you cry: mr mohan like when i was in p6 for throwing my wallet around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Went to the movies with: dad and bro. transformers. yes i know damn long ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. You went to the mall with: jeanie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12.Been to Europe: nope =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13. Been to Asia: am in asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14.been to Russia: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;15.Been to the Bahamas: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;18. Been to bangladesh: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;19. Been to Canada: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20. Been to U.S.: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;---Random---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;21. Do you like someone at the moment: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22. What books are you reading: harry potter. no time to read leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;23. Best feeling in the world: campers telling me they dun wanna go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;24. Future kids names: never thought of it. maybe oliver jr if i get lazy. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6900017137198770215?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6900017137198770215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6900017137198770215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/name-oliver-sisters-would-be-nice-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-602729830086599143</id><published>2007-08-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:56:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shit man, the star seven thingy is so darn difficult lah! Even a simple hand twirling action i already struggling to do. Still need to choreograph moves (can't even spell that). Sigh, maybe i could have joined choir or something. Lol! Ya, me in choir once in a million yrs. But dance is quite fun lah, so i'll work hard to make the performance a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Flag tmr, gotta wake up at 5am! Siao!!!!! So if u see someone with a pink shirt, he's probably from NUS and pls donate by slotting coins into the little can of his. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's all for now i guess. Cya guys around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-602729830086599143?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/602729830086599143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/602729830086599143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-line.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6581339885915345592</id><published>2007-08-06T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T02:51:21.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Damn long nvr been to sentosa. Burn until like some chao da roti prata. Lol but okay lah i always enjoyed spending time in the sun so it's fine. i would rather get chao da from playing soccer though. Haha, was online with val and come to think of it i really really miss my all the guys in NS. Ya damn gay but i really do miss them, feel so lonely sometimes without ppl i can really free myself and go crazy with. Oh wells, i'm getting used to it lah. I went to Swiss alone. No one i knew on the first day. Same for PJ, no one i knew in my og or class, at least there were some swiss ppl around to hang out with sometimes. Now come uni no need say lah, sure alone one. No one from PJ here in KR at all! Walau man, come kr and accompany me lah! Haha at least there's HA ppl but not those really really really close kind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss all my bros in army. Sometimes i look back and wished i could go into army with them too. So when i come out 2 yrs later i'll have ppl around me when i go uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095290656808263138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/RrYb2zpsXeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4LkT9Bb8WFc/s320/sec+1+scout+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My favourite photo. Lol. Retro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's all for now folks. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6581339885915345592?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6581339885915345592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6581339885915345592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-long-nvr-been-to-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/RrYb2zpsXeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4LkT9Bb8WFc/s72-c/sec+1+scout+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2594897132516356034</id><published>2007-08-04T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:38:51.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes sah! FWOC is finally over and i can proudly say that i've enjoyed myself during this orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think the camp was really successful and the FWOCers were really great and helpful. Many thanks to Jocelyn and Eng Tat. It's been a really really long time since i was a camper. Always the instructor but different this time round. Hope i was able to be the camper i would like to have in my group as an instructor. But it's always being in a camp full of older people, not like sec sch or pri sch. And yes sah! FWOC 07/08 a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Debrief was really emotional and a few people cried. This really inspires me man. I had soooo much fun during the camp, i as an instructor, i would like to work really hard so that my campers would have a great camp too. I said before, it may be a 100th camp for the instructor but it's one for the camper, so make every camp the best for each camper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And yes! I'm so proud to be part of the Kent Ridge family! Yeah yeah sableh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cheers everyone and i'll be back. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2594897132516356034?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2594897132516356034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2594897132516356034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-sah-fwoc-is-finally-over-and-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-6311740862567124940</id><published>2007-08-01T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:41:10.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Orientation has been fine i guess. The people around me aren't the most enthusiastic or noisy ones, but stil it's been a pleasant experience being with them the past few days. Gotta go to osa to get my student pass done and settle all the white card crap. Getting used to life here but i've yet to wash my dirty clothes. Hahaha! Everything finishes so late and i'm too lazy to do laundry at the end of the day. Dunno how, sure jialat one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;K6 performance rocked man! Gotta say they seniors are really talented ppl. The band was awesome! Not only did the "bon jovi" vocalist impressed, the other band members were really good performers. Showman ship was great. Damn good concert. So of course all of that was for abit of promoting. Since i can't sing, act (too shy to do so), lay any instrument, i decided to try out dance. Yes it's very unbelievable for a guy like me to try dancing. Lol. I tried dancing cos backstage was like all the leftovers go one, and cultural group has more points. So didn't want to don't do anything yeah? Auditions were sucky man! My psycho-motor sucks like shit, horse shit. But ok lah i think dancing was kinda cool, so just try lah. No harm done anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dead tired man, will update again next time. Till then, take care! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-6311740862567124940?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6311740862567124940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/6311740862567124940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/08/orientation-has-been-fine-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-1368112842016856491</id><published>2007-07-29T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:01:35.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And so my first day at kent ridge is coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;First days of orientation doesn't always rock, and me being me, i'm not exactly the best at making friends. Tried my best to be really friendly and all but still i'm like such a shy ass, but nvm. There's this guy who apparently taught the og a cheer, and found out that i'm an instructor so tmr i've gotta help him to do cheers. Hahaha, met Sean, Alvan, Annie and Kim. All from HA and staying here at KR. I must say it's really great to have them around, at least people i know to kickstart my orientation programme here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My room isn't exactly the best room, it's cosy and all but my room is right before the gate where everyone passes through to exit the block. So i'm kinda the gatekeeper or as the seniors say "door oliver". Can hear people pressing the buttom and the gate closing but i'm sure i'l get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's been pretty long since i last stayed out by myself. But it's totally different here. You share everything with everyone, and there's no like flatmate or roommate you can talk to after the day is done. It's only the first day so everyone's pretty much abit like strangers at the moment. Though i must say there are really friendly people around. I've put up all the photographs of the people i care about most on the softboard and hopefully it'll help me to through this period of my life. Hall life looks really fun and i wouldn't mind being part of the block commitee. But that's yet to be decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Totally not used to it man. Come here all alone, not knowing anyone, and i don't go back to a place i can call home yet, and i can't pour my heart out to the people around me here. It's gonna take a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Suddenly i miss everyone, people at school, people at home, people at CampHa and of course i miss you the most. I'm so not used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This night is going to be a really long night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-1368112842016856491?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1368112842016856491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/1368112842016856491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-so-my-first-day-at-kent-ridge-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4825645908990447776</id><published>2007-07-27T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:45:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Back from camp as a "helper". Well i don't mind doing so much stuff without pay cos i find it fun. Haha, by the way i skipped SOW briefing cos i had to go alone, and Wan and Van psychoed me not to go because actually "no need to go one." Hahaha. Even though i was helper, dunno why so tiring. Felt really really tired after camp. Still went over to NIE to do Eunice's event. It was quite fun though, i must say. I saw the teacher in charge for the Ping Yi camp. Haha, must be doing her some attachment or whatever you call it when she was there. Greg was really nice and gave me a lift to kranji mrt after dropping by JBAC to drop off some stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm gonna be really really busy and will be stuck at NUS fro the 29th all the way to the 11th. Gonna be orientation all the way. Must make lots of new friends and familiarise myself with the campus. I know it comes at cost that i have to be stuck there for so long. But i've no choice, i'm already in and orientation is a really important thing, everyone should know that. And it'll help me i choosing my modules and stuff. Greg says someone should just sue NUS cos of the bidding of modules thing. Since we pay for the school fees we're entitled to study what we want and stuff. The school shouldn't hinder us on what we want to learn and stuff. But yeah, that's the way it is here in NUS so what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm damn sian, every's thinking i'm just disappearing and stuff. When i move out my mum is gonna be all alone at home and i think it's like damn poor thing lor. I hope she understands and i hope everyone else will do. Cos that's what i need most at the moment. I need you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4825645908990447776?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4825645908990447776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4825645908990447776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-camp-as-helper.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-4893747765678829553</id><published>2007-07-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:51:57.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been soooo boring the several months i'm at home. Gotta go for matriculation on the 31st and before that i've gotta find a day to finally more into hall. As usual you know i'm not those kinda ppl who will blog about long long trips so i'll leave the genting trip out. Though i must say it was really fun and the motion master was a let down. I remember it was more fun many years ago. Haha, or maybe because i was younger then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with a slight fever today and a sore throat. Hope i'll get better soon. I hate to be sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-4893747765678829553?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4893747765678829553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/4893747765678829553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/07/cant-wait-for-school-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-2533150206532695524</id><published>2007-07-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:26:06.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't updated for so long and so many has happened since. I don't know where to start. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll start with the 2 day camp i did for Ridhwan with Mojo and Jerica. Ping Yi sec was my first day camp i did and i must say the kids were okay though they weren't the best of the best. Haha it was fun with the instructors though. I stayed at Ridhwan's place at night cos it was very near the school. So the first night we went for Fuchun sec's campfire at JBAC with Azri, Pillay and Jeremy. But on the way there the tire of the van got puntured. We waiting for like an hour or so for the toll truck to come while we directed traffic with the toy lightsabre with lightsticks attached to it. Hahaha and we rode on the toll truck too! Those really big ones where the van is on top and it was really really high. Fuchun's campfire was really really successful and the kids had so much fun. After that we took cab back. I shall not reveal too much about this camp and come find me if you wanna hear more about this. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS med checkup was fine. My blood pressure was a bit high though. Like 134 and 135. So the doc ask me to come back when i get into NUS later next month. After that me and dear went to book out Genting trip. Yay! We're going to genting and i'm really looking forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Yishun sec camp yesterday and it was a really really tiring camp. Running here and there and non stop shouting to control the kids. Not enough food and slp too and really just felt like giving up halfway through the camp. Got to mirror 2 virgin instructors (as in new, nvr do camp b4.) and very tiring cos i had to do everything. But cannot blame lah, they new. We were all once new instructors as well. Thank got still got fun instructors around to crap around with at night. If not, i sure chui one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to leave early on the last day to go to the zoo. Very long didn't go there already! Did an amazing race for Microsoft and i must say i love doing day events at the zoo. So slack, even though this was my first time. Still got time sightsee. Hahaha! So thank god i got to end off my 3rd day in a good way. So at least i got to go home with better morale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to melacca tmr. Will be back the same day. Damn tiring, and i'll need to pack the day after. So it'll be abit rush for me. I wanna do Ridhwan's camps later this month as runner with vaneh! Going to be damn fun with the 3 of us. Hahaha! But maybe got KR orientation. But still i wanna go for camp. Must enjoy myself as much as possible b4 i go into Uni! Yeah baby yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now i guess. Till next time, take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-2533150206532695524?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2533150206532695524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/2533150206532695524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/07/havent-updated-for-so-long-and-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-8908972934442095988</id><published>2007-06-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T16:05:51.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck, is it me, or is everyone around me these few days just out to get me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck man? Give me a break! It's ben really hard to pass this week. Can't wait for all this SHIT to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, give me a god damn break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-8908972934442095988?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8908972934442095988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/8908972934442095988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/06/fuck-is-it-me-or-is-everyone-around-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11205715.post-426154948346535089</id><published>2007-06-26T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T01:01:24.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>About time to blog about camp. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always something special when you do a camp for your secondary school. Can say this camp's gonna go odwn the record book as the most guai campers. Omg lah! For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Okay, now we gonna give you all time for some wash up. How long you all need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camper: 5 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Your armpit lah! I give you all 30 mins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha where got ppl want wash up 5 mins one?? We still wanna chao keng slack abit they only want 5 mins. Hahaha! Okay, they may be really guai but abit quiet though. But of course there's always improvement towards the end of the camp. Really a new experience mirroring Jeremy who's so so emperienced in this field. Learnt quite alot form him. Also learnt some runner stuff from him when i went down as helper the day before. So yeah, SCSS rocked. My school mah, sure zai one. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i guess i joined CHA a wee bit too late. Just when i was really warming up and getting used to the fun side of camp life, school will start soon. In like, a month? And everyone is already starting to leave. Just when i made so many new friends, they're all leaving already. So sad! But hey, can always make somemore friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and of course, i miss ALL my campers! Can't really show favouritsm towards any group of campers but yeap, i really miss them! Go and guess who you are! Hahaha! Met many new people who has different views on life and how to tackle certain problems. And when i see my campers at the end of the camp, I somehow wished i could go back to school and go through all the fun stuff again. So if you're a camper of mine and reading this, ENJOY SCHOOL now ok? If not next time when you, and you will look back on your school life, you will CONFIRM regret not making full use of it. But that doesn't mean play play until you forget to study lah, you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of ways to make my debrief more useful. I think i like to talk alot of rubbish during my debrief sessions and usually after them i wonder if the campers understood anything i said. When i hear other instructors saying something to their campers, i always thought, "I should have told them that too!" But hey i don't give a shit about what other ppl say and i just gotta find my own way to improve my debrief. I'm gonna miss camp! In the meantime, just gotta keep doing camps so that when i look back, i won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, you can get hangovers from camp. Sometimes i just feel like staying home and doing nothing. And when i'm in camp i'm so caught up with it that i just shut off everything from the outside world. I always try my best to serve my group of campers. People are sick of hearing the same excuses over and over again. And my work is pulling me furthur away from my family and friends. Yes it's though sometimes but i gotta live with it. Guys are in NS 5 days a week so i see no reason why i cannot cope. How i wish now that i was born some place else so i can do the stuff every guy's doing. And i don't have to be some outcast when i kick start my uni life. Yeah i know it's going to be tough. But i imagine the worse thing that can happen to me so when it really happens, i'll be prepared for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always a first for everything. And i've never experienced this before. Think it's easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life and the people around you can be so fucked up, i myself wish i could stop growing up and stay a kid for the rest of my life. This world is fucking cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, (yes again i know, i especially like this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A ship is safest in a habour, but that's not what ships are built for."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11205715-426154948346535089?l=olikao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/426154948346535089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11205715/posts/default/426154948346535089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olikao.blogspot.com/2007/06/about-time-to-blog-about-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04137610994132903700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2ZXM3CyehQc/R7820goEz4I/AAAAAAAAACs/aYbMFwBmszA/S220/DSC01998.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
