<?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-388153507210399615</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:10:43.280-08:00</updated><category term='But what I saw'/><category term='i'/><title type='text'>{~~$$ LYON $$~~}</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8867635741127433393</id><published>2011-06-20T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:17:05.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My parents have been very irritating these days. Shit like this happen when you get 0rank points. Can't stand the nagging from my parents. Dad" why are you still playing this game.. It is getting you all the red marks" Like Fk! Even type it out here makes me mad. I know what I'm doing and I know when to freaking take a break man! I'm old enough. My mom just switched my econs tutor. She has this, according to me, traditional mindset that only with tuition, will one do well. This new tutor claims to teach in a private school and blah blah blah. It is also more expansive than my previous tutor. I don't give a flying fk who you are man. I still stand by my claim that I can do this without the help of tuitions (particularly for econs). Yea.. its for my own good and stuff. I can't blame my parents for being worried for me, but the thought of it just sends waves of anger through my body. I'm not sure why am I so angry with small issues like this. I'm really unsure and losing control of both my body and mind. I get irritated by small comments made by friends too. A'lvl is screwing me over. All these would not have happened if I had scored better for my exams, but it is not that I'm slacking. I'm trying my best, but somehow I failed every single subject for mids. It just goes to show that man's ability is limited. I've gotta have faith that God will bring me through this. But for now, I just wanna be alone. Don't comment about what I do cause I even I'm unsure and confused. Man.. can't believe I'm so easily irritated nowadays. It is an uncomfortable feeling within. A'level will freaking mind fk you. You just gotta pray for the strength and God's grace to carry you through this trial and emerge a winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8867635741127433393?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8867635741127433393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8867635741127433393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8867635741127433393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8867635741127433393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-parents-have-been-very-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6171458680360465609</id><published>2011-06-20T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:17:54.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a long time since I last logged in here. Well.. life is going on well and fine..... NOTTTT!!! Lots of crappy things happen because of bad results. My life seems to revolve around my results, and it is definitely true. I've reached rock bottom where I've got 2.5 pts for common test and just when I thought that it could not be any worst, I end up getting a big fat ZERO for mids. I was initially freaking disappointed with my results but somehow I don't feel as stressed as I have expected myself to be. I am actually quite relax and just studying as per normal. I don't know. Is it because of the increased faith in God? It is because I am complacent after seeing that my previous classmates have performed very well for their A's? Or maybe because I've been lying to myself that the the markers from my school are too strict and that A'lvl examiners are much kinder with the marks allocation? Whatever it is, this lack of urgency is killing me. Trying to make myself do extra and regain that sense of urgency, but it isn't easy. Confused. Exams never fail to screw with your mind, Especially A'levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6171458680360465609?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6171458680360465609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6171458680360465609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6171458680360465609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6171458680360465609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4151679252925797158</id><published>2010-12-22T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:18:17.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of ups and downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hey people.. this christmas period is a super busy period for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;me man.. It is definitely  not due to studies but somehow activities keep pouring in!! I have not even finished my mountain of holiday homework!! Prepared to listen to teacher's 'music' when I go back to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, talking about today.. Had a super fun time with the elderly from HCA hospice! We were supposed to be shopping with our partner(a patient) for things at Giant(tamp). At first I was like.. what?! shopping?! sian leh.. no meaning.. But I was paired up with Mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" class="messageBody" &gt;Wong hong jee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" class="messageBody" &gt;At first glance, he looked like the most sickly and 'dao' of them all but things changed while we were shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" class="messageBody" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We hit off on a right note and I even talked him into buying frog leg and stuff to try since he haven tried it before.. He is a super nice guy and was constantly asking me to bring him to the chocolate section to buy chocolates... I thought it was like his rare moments out shopping and wanted to buy them for his own consumption.. I totally did not think that he would be buying them for his grandchildren which really touched me! Everything that he bought was for his family and not for himself.. In the end, we bought like 61bucks worth of things and he paid $31 cos we were only given 30bucks by HCA to spend.. We even talked about his job and all in the past.. At the end, he was damn funny when he wanted to offer me 5bucks for my company.. L0L Of course I rejected but I'm just glad that my efforts to try and make him happy is recognized=) I always thought that people with terminal illness would be like sickly and sad. But after seeing them for them today, I realised that they were actually a very happy and positive bunch of people! Idk why I am so emotionally moved by these people.. Maybe its because of their strength in facing their illness? Or maybe I wished my grandfather would be as happy as them on his last journey and I could have done more for him?? Nevertheless, I would be looking forward to the chance to interact with the patients from hospice care very soon, learn from them the positive attitude to life and also get a chance to visit Mr Wong. You guys should volunteer your time and give back to the community as well.. It would be an experience that you can learn from I promise you=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4151679252925797158?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4151679252925797158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4151679252925797158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4151679252925797158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4151679252925797158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-of-ups-and-downs.html' title='A day of ups and downs'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5525939956171586904</id><published>2010-11-26T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:18:38.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really Hate people who say that I flirt just because I talk to the opposite sex! Stupid people! Please.. there is such thing called friends! Its unfortunate that you people don't see me talking to guys cause I really think that I hang out with more guys than girls.. so too bad.. suck it up man! Appreciate that people can tell me in my face instead of speaking behind my back but please have an open mind..  As for some others, It is kindof obvious that I dun really like you.. so really.. dun give me a reason to kidnap you and send you on a free VIP ride to North Korea! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are SO many holiday hw lah! JC is totally from sec sch man! The Homework is  not even essay at all!! Hello! Funfair ah?? Give so many hw.. I need my break you know! A'lvl is going to be over VERY SOON! Damn.. that means that It will be my turn already... Don't even know if I'm prepared for it! haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I'm 18!!!! Car license is now my main target to achieve.. Best to get it Asap! It'll be cool to drive to school to take my A'lvl=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5525939956171586904?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5525939956171586904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5525939956171586904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5525939956171586904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5525939956171586904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/11/really-hate-people-who-say-that-i-flirt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1367329145880077205</id><published>2010-11-19T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:18:52.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man's Wealth May Become a curse to his son but a son's wisdom is a blessing to his father</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi! oh man!! I just realized that I promised to update this right after my promos ended.. Oops.. Lucky not many ppl read this blog=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it has been long and I got back my promo marks.. 52 points. Not very good but at least I promoted and have another year to prove my worth!=D A-level is almost going to be over too! How time flies man!!! I don't need to have superpower of speed of light to quicken the pace of the already speeding time! Soon will be my turn.. and my JC experience would end soon after=( Oh before I forget, good luck to those taking A-lvl!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1367329145880077205?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1367329145880077205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1367329145880077205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1367329145880077205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1367329145880077205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/11/mans-wealth-may-become-curse-to-his-son.html' title='A Man&apos;s Wealth May Become a curse to his son but a son&apos;s wisdom is a blessing to his father'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4367020411944193145</id><published>2010-09-24T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:19:11.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll let you taste your own words when that moment arrives and you gotta swallow them back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi! It has been quite a LONG time since I last posted here..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thought that I just post something here before the start of my 2nd Promos... Life has been great!(I'm lying). Haiz.. Noticed I've been complaining about school life for most of my post.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just found out recently that some people are betting against me promoting and are worried about me being blur and may not promote! This feeling really sucks when you hear all that. I'm in some kind of student of concern list (results bad, in danger of not promoting kind)  as well as teachers have been talking about me among themselves. I really really don't know what is wrong with me!! Personally I feel that I've been average in terms of studying (but I've definitely not slacked) and I'm just 2 points from promotion. It therefore sucks to hear that people are worried about you cos I really wanna know what about me is not good enough to promote??? cos I'm blur? In what way?? I don't wanna sound like I hate myself and all.. but its time to face the truth. If I can't do well given the work that I put in(which I think is more than what I put in for my 0's), I think the only reason for that (although I've tried very hard to deny it) is that I'm not as clever.  Another word for stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything has a reason for happening. I thought it through today and realised God helped me! I know that I've been losing it these few days having to stay back in school till like 9 but not covering as much as I should/need to. I really thank my Lord for bringing me back down to earth! Don't get me wrong.. I'm not being religious and all just cause my promos is nearing.. I really felt that way!=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, promos is like 2 days away. Can't wait for promos to end!! But in order for post-promos activities to be enjoyed, I must study SUPER hard now and freaking PROMOTE!!! Good Luck anyone who is reading this now and are preparing for promos. Never give up!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Latest: My mom apparently went for some poly talk and found out some business course for me..seriously man.. Even she has no faith in me?! She said wanted to go to SP to take a look and check the surrounding and e course was for herself.. Although I may not be clever, but do I look that dumb?? Comeon man!  Now I finally know the real meaning of the phrase 'Its me against the World!' Accept that God is with me!=)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back after my promos in about 11 days from now.. till then..Signing off!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4367020411944193145?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4367020411944193145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4367020411944193145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4367020411944193145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4367020411944193145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-let-you-taste-your-own-words-when.html' title='I&apos;ll let you taste your own words when that moment arrives and you gotta swallow them back...'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2348727149938502423</id><published>2010-07-31T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:09:32.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL run...</title><content type='html'>Today was will run 2010! Ran only about 13-14km.. oh man!! only now do I realize how important training before will run is! stamina really took a plunge from last yr man... haha But still, it was fun!=) After the short break, now have to get my mind back to my studies... So So So Glad that there is national day! Love national day ttm man! Cos it would mean long holiday coming my way!!! Powerpack man! At least there is something to look forward to during this week...&lt;br /&gt;About my studies, I don't know what am I doing man! Really studied and understood everything on that chap which was tested for econs.. But time wasn't on my side man... only had like 10mins to complete a 15 marks question. In the end only wrote like 1 side of a paper including afew lines at the back... GG man...  Promos how sia! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. studies aside.. It has been quite awhile since I last visited my blog.. many things happened man.. everytime some shit happens, I tell myself I have to write it on my blog, but after repeating the story to different ppl, I will not have the mood to write it here alr.. haha To cut the story short, during the time I last visited, I argued with my ct, sch president, went to many great places, met many new friends(from livewire) and alot more man!! Things happen so fast this year. Love haing to look forward to something everytime. This gives me the drive to carry on with my 5 days of shit schooling.. Anyway, will try to write here more often=) YOG and national day coming our way.. How time flies since 2 years ago when Singapore was announced that we will be host of the YOG.. and now it is finally here in a blink of an eye... Watch out for it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why must christians speak in tongues? Don't really understand cos my church does not practice that... If u have the answers, plz discuss with me..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-2348727149938502423?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2348727149938502423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=2348727149938502423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2348727149938502423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2348727149938502423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/07/will-run.html' title='WILL run...'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4454314099969122136</id><published>2010-06-21T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:59:34.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going.. going.. almost gone!</title><content type='html'>Wow.. holidays is ending already!! Damn.. for this entire holiday, I've not been thinking/doing anything related to school work.. except the occasional emoing over my possible shit mye results...&lt;br /&gt;Oh! throughout the holidays, I've also been planning for my future!=) I'm like planning ffor the worst now.. in case I don't get through my promos.. I really don't wanna waste my time in a poly.. Will go ns then go to SIM.. haizz.. hopefully I wun have to do that cause I really would want at least an A'level cert!!! I may sign up in army if I become officer.. which may not really be the case.. so I'll be opening up my own business.. Haven really thought about what business to go into, but most likely it would be the food industry. As my tuition teacher once said.. the safe businesses would be those in food and health care. I know competition is tough and all.. But I think I can at least give it a go, esp when I'm most likely gonna collaborate with friends=D&lt;br /&gt;This is what I've been thinking throughout the hols.. so please do not blame me if I did not do my hols hw.. I kind of lost some interest in JC and studying alr.. Expect alot of 'lectures' on my bad results from the school, they may even hint that I may want to move on to another place to education... but who cares.. lets just finish this year first..  I've worked hard last term.. did not really turn out well. Any normal person will also lose faith at some moment in his life.. guess this is my moment...I can't see God's plans for me.. Hopefully God gives me at least a sneak preview of his will for me.. haizz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4454314099969122136?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4454314099969122136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4454314099969122136' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4454314099969122136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4454314099969122136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-going-almost-gone.html' title='going.. going.. almost gone!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2801863703914392032</id><published>2010-06-10T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:10:08.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was like trying so hard to control my laughter just now!! My mom's friend knocked damn hard on my door and when I opened it, she just literately barged in and started telling us her story.. She just gave a brief intro of herself:"I'm___, your mummy's friend" and squeezed in through the small opening between me and the door(as I was not that willing to let her in hence did not move away from the door) while starting to tell us about some developer's car no. plate that she spotted in our compound. She claimed that this guy came yesterday to ask her whole block if they wanted to enbloc their apartment and when it was her turn, she claimed she told him nicely(I don't know what is her definition of 'nicely' given that her voice is quite loud) that she did not want and went back to watch her drama series.. When she reached this point, she was like taking some time to recall the name and then telling us she was watching the "san ge nui ren yi ge bao" (or something like that) which I felt was totally unnecessary! She said that guy followed on to call her a bastard and said she acted like a queen or something.. hahaha! By now she was raising her voice to almost the max already! She warned us not to let him in cause that day she was  so angry at the insult that she called the police but that man left before the police came. Then she took out her phone to call the police and there was something funny about the way she talked to the police.. hahaha! Her hand which was not holding on to the phone was mimicking the way that guy pointed to her that day while asking the police ON THE PHONE to see.. ("Ah.. he did this to me you know... &lt;did&gt;") Oh. She was expecting the police to be using 3G or something? anyway, I don't know how it ended cause she went downstairs to wait for the police. All I know is that she borrowed my umbrella (when there was not a slightest sign it would rain) and I wonder whats she gonna do with it.. Pity people who offend her.. L0L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for people out there who are heartbroken or love sick or something along that line, I always wanted to ask you this. If love is so hard now, wouldn't you rather be like me, not fall in love for now, and concentrate on studies first?? Why bother about love for now? Be like me.. Love only myself besides God family and all.. hahaha stay happy=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-2801863703914392032?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2801863703914392032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=2801863703914392032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2801863703914392032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2801863703914392032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-like-trying-so-hard-to-control-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5182322694861594617</id><published>2010-06-09T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T05:08:41.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CCC Camp</title><content type='html'>Just came back from CCC camp... I've to admit that this was by far CCC's best camp in my 1 1/2 years in the school(not that we had many to begin with) Anyway, the people are great fun and really did enjoy the camp! Yup! Have to thank the exco members for organizing this camp though there were like some weird timings and decisions (like having to bathe before BBQ and eating breakfast like 1/2 an hour before lunch... L0L) but it was their first time organizing as an exco and I think it was great job!=)&lt;br /&gt;Acted ghost again.. I can't say I didn't enjoy acting as one again although I had to stand for like 2 hours plus to watch if my 'victims' were coming and had to shout while scaring them was hard work! hahaha First 2 pairs were not very interesting cause they were like hiding their fear inside but when Jing Wen and Weichuan walked by, I had a feeling Jing Wen would scream and true enough! That was quite fun=) After that could not really wash off the eyeliner man.. Had to rub like crazy!! Know more CCC members now and look forward to working with you guys in the near future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like assassin?? Afew people have been saying that... wth.. someone said I looked like that, others said I looked like gonna kill people?!?! WTH... I'm a so damn nice guy... Just because I look like Rain who acted in the assassin movie does not mean I'm one.. hahaha &amp;amp; my eyes are certainly not small... They just look small when I smile which I always do!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5182322694861594617?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5182322694861594617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5182322694861594617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5182322694861594617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5182322694861594617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/ccc-camp.html' title='CCC Camp'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-63526501463676719</id><published>2010-06-09T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T04:52:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read from the newspaper today about this old cleaner who picked up a 4D winning ticket worth 10,000 and tried to post on the newspaper to find the owner.. WoW! How many people would actually do that given that she only earns 600 per month!! I know I would certainly have a real hard time deciding to return the ticket (a nice way of saying I don't think I'm gonna return it)..  Really take my hats off to the old lady!! Hopefully if the owner comes to claim the ticket, he would also offer her some of the winnings...!=)&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I read made me think... Why the hell does Singaporean wanna marry foreigners, and even if that is the case, why marry someone who could possibly be your father or older..?!?! People say its because of love. True, but still... There are so many guys around your age.. Why choose an old hag?? If that guy has children and is married before, thats worst! In my opinion, the guy shows signs of being pain desperate and I feel its damn unfair for the women.. I don't know.. thats my opinion. If my sister goes with someone who fits any of the description, I'll definitely object....VIOLENTLY!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-63526501463676719?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/63526501463676719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=63526501463676719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/63526501463676719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/63526501463676719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/read-from-newspaper-today-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-405931444386996626</id><published>2010-06-04T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T04:01:29.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Just got back some of my results for the mid year. I really feel that I'm wasting my time here in JC. Fuck man! All because of my reluctance to switch to poly last year. Now I'm suffering like shit.. history I just passed, while econs I got a fucking U.. U!!!! I'm a repeat student too.. This sucks man.. thats why in life, making right decisions and having the courage to carry out the right decisions will always benefit you. I'm super stress and sick now with alot on my mind. Priority Banking assignment has been putting alot of pressure on me personally as I really want to win this competition. Mid year results have been crushing my confidence and making me think real hard about my future (poly or maybe private uni or go work now or maybe choose a highest building to do a test and see if I will die after jumping down..). 2 camps in the holiday plus the fact that my family wants to go for a holiday (which I REALLY do not wanna go) has taken up almost all my freaking time to study during the holidays. My current life is really screwed. through attending this priority banking, I've grown to expand my interest in the field of marketing.. but the thing is that I do not really have the creative ideas that people have.. I will still want to work towards that goal but currently, I have to freaking get through this hell hole(JC) and move on to SMU. I really really hope I can get it!!! Sometimes I wonder... what has God got installed for me? What is the purpose of me on this earth?? Damnit... Damn JC... Screw all the subjects.. I really need a break which I know I can't afford. haizzz... Think I'm fading away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-405931444386996626?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/405931444386996626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=405931444386996626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/405931444386996626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/405931444386996626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-got-back-some-of-my-results-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8849975474003695518</id><published>2010-05-31T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T03:19:53.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the things that I hate is to force people to do something that they do not want. Let me explain. Lets take scouting for example. My batch was supposed to step down from venture and continue our scouting in Rovers, but this applies to those who were invited. So yup. I wasn't invited while 4 others were, this I do not wish to comment. However, in the camp, the Rovers were like discussing if they should extend the invitation to me and I happened to overhear something like "invite him cos like most of his batch are going up and if he is left behind very sad.." I was like WTF!! Comeon.. firstly, I feel that my skills are like not far behind the rest and that I certainly am an active member in scouts. I see no reason in not inviting me and that the reason that they 'forgot about me' when they sent the  invitation is a trash that even a child can spot. Ok, that aside. Even if they invite me, I have a feeling/ the fact is that they are forced to do it and I hate it. They said that the 4 were chosen because people recognized that they were good and ready for Rovering. But me? As I looked around that the leaders, I wonder.. what am I lacking? The effort and commitment? I been to all scouts activity. How could this be? Anyway, I just hate to be invited to something which people are being forced to do and I had rather them not invite. Anyway, I had attended my group camp and if it is my last, I am happy too=D&lt;br /&gt;That aside, this applies to girls too. Sometimes(very seldom but still..), when I ask girls out, I rather they reject me if they do not want to go. Instead, some will make it sound like they are being forced to go and are not interested. Is it me thinking too much or is it just that she has other reason? But yea.. this is how I am. I will read into people's actions and the slight reluctance will make me wanna cancel the entire thing. &lt;br /&gt;My life is just like that.. where my commitment put in is not seen by leaders. CCC is another example where I tried to put in super lot of commitment before the voting of exco to test if my fate was sealed not to be a leader and true enough, all of those in charged of a certain activity were chosen into the exco with high positions while I was not even chosen even though my interview was not bad.. I realised after the scouts camp that I'm an antisocial shit and people do put a mask of friendliness infront of me and I hate it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8849975474003695518?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8849975474003695518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8849975474003695518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8849975474003695518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8849975474003695518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-hate.html' title='What I hate'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1770072806412365349</id><published>2010-05-31T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T02:28:14.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy level low low low low!!!</title><content type='html'>Just came back from my scouts camp. Super tiring man.. we had to like bash through long grass, saw bamboos, carry the entire monkey bar which are super heavy..etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;I did it all as a venture. My last camp as a SA venture and it was not all about work. It was also about help our younger brothers in scouts and the best thing about the camp was that we were given a sum of money to spend it however we like on any activity that we want. We ended up taking taxi for most of our trips around instead of being our budget self. It was also like the first time I ever took 3 or 4 taxi rides in a day! The fun things about the camp was that we got to play lazer guns, go to Discovery center which btw, is super nice and the whole time I was there, I kept thinking how nice it was if there I was there with her and only her. Anyway, we also watched 3D Shrek and Sea Monsters and got to play with real guns which cost $6 per person to shoot 40 rounds.. quite cool, but it would not be something that I would play if not for the scout funds given to us. In all, 4 of us spent about 100++ in a day=D&lt;br /&gt;That is the brief overview of wad we did the entire 3 days and we were also in charge of food thus we were like always the latest to sleep and earliest to wake up (woke up at 5.30 every morning to prepare breakfast). Furtermore, we slept at like 2+ to 3 everyday to talk about scouting, catch up and play card games. So in all, we slept for like 5 hours in 3 days. This camp was enjoyable but super back breaking... However, I should enjoy it as group camps would never be the same with people leaving and people too busy for scouting. As for me, I will just enjoy the memories left behind in scouts=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1770072806412365349?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1770072806412365349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1770072806412365349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1770072806412365349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1770072806412365349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/05/energy-level-low-low-low-low.html' title='Energy level low low low low!!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5748814462146474515</id><published>2010-05-03T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:11:52.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>J1 mid year exams are approaching in 2weeks time and I am not as prepared as I thought I would be. Have been failing some test which in actual case, given  my current situation as a repeat student, should not be the case. I really really hope the mid years can come faster cause I really can't wait for the June holidays!!! But first, I must study damn bloody hard for the mid years!!! From past experience, it is actually the mid years that give you the confidence and the extra push to eventually do well for the end of year. It is also a gauge of the level I'm at now and hopefully, it is a good one=)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the feeling of a major exam approaching, I can't help but relive the feelings I once had a year ago just before the mid years. It is like a flashback to the past but now, there is a difference. The difference is that I now know the importance of the mid year exam, am preparing for it, and I have more confidence compared to my old self a year ago! Really really pray that I will do well to give me much needed confidence that I lack so much in terms of studies.&lt;br /&gt;To all preparing for exams, good luck and God bless=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still the one I love=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5748814462146474515?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5748814462146474515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5748814462146474515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5748814462146474515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5748814462146474515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/05/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2790983966266297449</id><published>2010-04-22T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:39:02.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week has gone pass... which means.. mid year is freaking approaching!!! damnnnnittt! haha&lt;br /&gt;Have to talk about the stupid econs test today.. so freaking screwed it up! I did not know how to draw some stupid graph so I redrew the graph like 4 times?? In the end I only had like 10mins to do my 2nd question.... this test SURE FAIL.. (I'll be happy if I'm not the last=.=) Freak this shit man... My previous class was like asking me to start deciding on my poly course already.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I've been worrying for from the starting of the year.. Sometimes you are just not born smart.. and you gotta face it and keep up with the others by putting in the extra effort.. something that I have not done..! Well, guess its too late to give up now.. one failed test must not pull me down man!!! hahaha tomorrow is hist essay.. really REALLY hope I can do well if not I will surely not enjoy the holiday man... ok.. gotta study after this post already.. don't wanna be NATO(No Action Talk Only) haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! btw, I've been hearing about some people talking behind my back? (I think)  Some people are saying that I was (or is it still am) very slack in my cca? some of the J2s I think? well, tell you this.. I totally agree with you and I am intending to do the same this year....any questions? hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;I've also heard that people are saying behind my back that I only talk to girls? WTF! Must be blind man.. I think I only talk to boys man.. come on.. wth! And best thing is that the same thing was observed by other people as well.. I think I would rather you say it in my face than talk behind me... I would like to know what people see about me too right? haha&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm happy go lucky type? really? hahaha I think its just the different way people relief their stress? I don't think I'm happy go lucky man... there is a volcano worth of stress ready to erupt... L0L!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srjcian.. enjoy your holiday!! &amp;amp;HAPPY EARTH DAY!!!!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-2790983966266297449?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2790983966266297449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=2790983966266297449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2790983966266297449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2790983966266297449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-week-has-gone-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8999495344513610999</id><published>2010-04-16T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:22:53.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Super happy today man!!! I GOT 'A' FOR PW!!!!=) SRJC did very well this year having 80.8% getting aces. Thank You Mrs Tay!!!!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8999495344513610999?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8999495344513610999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8999495344513610999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8999495344513610999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8999495344513610999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/super-happy-today-man-i-got-for-pw-srjc.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8042982976552806947</id><published>2010-04-16T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:21:26.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Special mention should be on the recent news about the SA vs ACS(I) rugby match!! There were some new info about that F-ing ACS 'victim' which I got it from friends when I went back to SA today... Seriously, thats why I hate ACS so much not just because I'm a saint and ACS has been our strong rival school, but because of the character that the students from ACS portray. Some things just can't be said here.. so very sad.. haha! I really wished I was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! If u read the newspaper articles, it clearly shows the one sided story being told by the media portraying that SA is a bunch of hooligans who are not well brought up. However, it was the ACS guy who started the insults. Is this what they teach in their school? What kind of sportsmanship and values are being taught there? If a person said the similar insults to me and my parents especially given the great rivalry and intensity present in the game, I would seriously question Daniel's 'compassion'  of chipping only one tooth from the 'victim'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand Mrs wee's concern over her child and the reason behind her filing a police report, I do not understand why she is advising her son to exercise compassion as though he was totally innocent. Come on man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. enough is said about this case. The media and those involved should just let the matter rest and admit to their individual mistakes. This is despite the fact that I certainly do not foresee the rivalry between SA and ACS(I) ever clearing up.. not anytime soon. Please do not see us saints as hooligans with no values. See us saint as normal human beings who are able to stand up against ungentlemanly remarks posted by others instead of sitting there and continue being push overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and On!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8042982976552806947?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8042982976552806947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8042982976552806947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8042982976552806947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8042982976552806947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-mention-should-be-on-recent.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5519090065129164240</id><published>2010-04-02T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:14:30.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It has been quite awhile since I last blogged...! my life is a boring one... but recently good friday and stuff.. I finally get to go out! hahaha The bad thing is that I NEVER EVEN STUDY!!! and going back to school is like shit cos its test and more test!!! DAMNIT!!!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to June holiday breaks mannnnn!!!! coming thurs, 8/4/10 will be my mom's birthday.. and today 2/4/10 is my granddad's 80th! So HAPPY BIRTHDAY to both!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5519090065129164240?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5519090065129164240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5519090065129164240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5519090065129164240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5519090065129164240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6979856573860534762</id><published>2010-03-17T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T05:00:46.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;The most selfish 1 letter word: I. Avoid it. The most satisfying 2 letter word: We. Use it. The most poisonous 3 letter word: Ego. Kill it. The most used 4 letter word: Love. Value it. The most pleasing 5 letter word: Smile. Keep it. The fastest spreading 6 letter word: Rumour. Ignore it. The hardest working 7 letter w&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ord: Success. Achieve it. The most enviable 8 letter word: Jealousy. Distance it. The most powerful 9 letter word: Knowledge. Acquire it. The most essential 10 letter word: Confidence. Trust it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Copied from a friend... hahaha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6979856573860534762?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6979856573860534762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6979856573860534762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6979856573860534762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6979856573860534762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/03/most-selfish-1-letter-word-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7622097756531618191</id><published>2010-03-16T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T06:48:49.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test sucks!!</title><content type='html'>Recent geog, econs and hist test can go DIE... JUST DIE!!! hahaha.. Seriously man... I definitely did much more studying than last year.. but I just freaking can't do well!!... Can't even do average.. haizz.. Whats wrong with JC! For example today's history test.. The freaking shit test I did my share of practicing but in the end did not balance the shitty essay.. err.. just take it that no balance no pass... WTH!!! A total waste of my effort!!! Damn sad man... I can't even beat those who have intense cca training and did not really study for the tests!! arhhhh!!! POLYYYYYYYY....!!! This shit is so NOT giving me the motivation to push on and continue to practice... haizzz... I'm the worst SP student there is around man... hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, although the HCM BBQ was kind of not the full attendance, but it was certainly a no regret going..!! Fun to have gathering like this and we should have more of these!!!=) Jade set not.. next time u plan I sure go!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7622097756531618191?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7622097756531618191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7622097756531618191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7622097756531618191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7622097756531618191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/03/test-sucks.html' title='Test sucks!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7314588405997709082</id><published>2010-03-10T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T04:41:15.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st terms ends...</title><content type='html'>This is the last week of the 1st term. Its SUPER fast!!! I had alot of things to share but did not have the time to come back to blog.. haizz.. sad life. The pressure of being an SP student and having to do well in almost all the test is tremendous. I'm glad I did quite well for my english test and maths 1st test. But I juz passed my geog test and the rest... err.. not very certain! hahaha But everyday has been like standard. Stay in school to study till like 7 plus.. gotta keep up with the J1s esp after Mr Tan showed us how low the percentage of SPs getting a good score is... I really hope to be one of the few getting good result... and not ending up feeling like shit in army after getting my result next year (actually its 2 yrs from now to be accurate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Nordin the best of luck as he has been on mc for practically the entire term!! He has a huge mountain waiting for him to climb when he returns.. maybe by singing the song 'the climb', it would help him?? idk.. hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Just got back my Chinese A'lvl results. Super pissed!!! I got a bloody 'E'!!! WTH!! I got an UNGRADED for my oral!!! I'm considered lucky cos many if not all of those getting 'U' for oral failed their overall. But I got an 'E' instead of an 'S'. This proves that if I had passed my oral, I would be looking at results like a 'B'!! Damn! Can some1 explain to me how a person who got a distinction(highest grade) for oral in 0'lvl got a freakling ungraded for his A'lvl?!?! Besides the fact that the teacher that day was DEAF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! There are some girls in the new JC1 batch who are quite chio man... just that I haven gotten close enough with them yet... slowly... slowly..... hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog soon.. For now.. Gotta go study for test and do work.. haizz.. no life.. see ya!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7314588405997709082?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7314588405997709082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7314588405997709082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7314588405997709082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7314588405997709082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-terms-ends.html' title='The 1st terms ends...'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5800959986536288820</id><published>2010-02-21T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:16:10.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday---&gt; The start of another week.. sian lah! Why did the weekends pass so quickly?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday---&gt; Wished it was friday... why the hell is friday so far away!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-&gt; ok great.. 2 freaking days down... 2 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday---&gt; Yes! Juz tahan 1 more day tomorrow!! (starts dreaming of what to do after sch on fri n in e weekends)&lt;br /&gt;Friday-----&gt; When will lessons end???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5800959986536288820?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5800959986536288820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5800959986536288820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5800959986536288820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5800959986536288820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/monday-start-of-another-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1496026780352074004</id><published>2010-02-20T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:46:01.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week ended quite fast due to cny break which ended on tues.. But the weekend which I've been waiting for past so damn quickly... leaving me to look forward to the next weekend! I hate it when I've to arrange tuition timings when I've freaking freaking long hours in school! Damnit! My only timing is sat mornings which I already have my maths n econs tuition.. Totally crap man.. I believe weekend is seriously for you to rest well after a long week, do some revision for the next week and catch up with friends... stupid tuitions!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looking forward to the next break.. I'm really tired of school... can I have juz some long break to catch up with all my friends, and just give me a moment of the secondary school life that I missed??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If Only I could turn back time... or currently, I just wanna forward the time till the day after my last paper of A'lvl... &lt;/span&gt;It would be CRAZY time!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1496026780352074004?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1496026780352074004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1496026780352074004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1496026780352074004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1496026780352074004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-ended-quite-fast-due-to-cny-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5948785542090559133</id><published>2010-02-14T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T19:26:05.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When guys try to flirt (NOT ME)</title><content type='html'>I was just reading my friend's facebook profile.. Sometimes, its super funny when you are reading a guy's comment for the girl and deep down u know the guy is trying to get closer to the girl.. Ok.. I'm no good at talking to people too.. but when u see people in that situation, its kind of funny lahhh=)&lt;br /&gt;An example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hi:)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hii:D&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You are____(girls name) right? (although her profile already is her real name.. and the name isn't a common one)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yess...&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You're person A's friend right??&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yess..&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I see:) haha u r Singaporean right??&lt;br /&gt;Girl: No.. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(guy asks many more questions)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Idk lah.. maybe u'll give me the =.=expression after reading this cos its not interesting at all.. But I found this part quite funny.. maybe cos of the many 'right's that the guy posted.. hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;Publish Post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy cny and vday!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5948785542090559133?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5948785542090559133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5948785542090559133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5948785542090559133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5948785542090559133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-guys-try-to-flirt-not-me.html' title='When guys try to flirt (NOT ME)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7204261457048369675</id><published>2010-02-12T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:33:16.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The official start</title><content type='html'>Just received my school perm time table and really, School timetable SUCKS!! Y muz they have the stupid odd n even week system? It kind of stupid to have different timetable for even and odd weeks esp for people like me who do not even keep track of the date let alone if its odd or even week! Super crap! I feel that they did not even take the SP students into consideration as we are not take chinese and PW. Just look at my friday timetable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even week&lt;/span&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PW&lt;/span&gt;(2 freaking hours in which we don't have lesson), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt; (1/2 hour), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geog&lt;/span&gt;(1 hr, the only lesson I have on this day),&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; break&lt;/span&gt;(1 hr, Don't really know for wad), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'study' period&lt;/span&gt;(1 hour, so its considered another break), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Note! Although we can leave school at 12.30, which is right after my geog lesson, but I still have to stay back for cca at 3.30!! So I can't go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OddWeek-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geog&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study session&lt;/span&gt;(should be break again), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt;( a real break 1/2 hr), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;(ends at 12.30 which happens to be the time I'm allowed to leave sch)&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget i've to stay back for cca!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this shitty timetable, the timetable is super lon man! last year we had times where we were released at 2.30. but I pity this year's J1s... ESP THE SP STUDENTS!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I did not take lit. Heard they had lit lessons till 6 for one of the days. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I stilll can't find my freaking pottery piece!!! damnit! Considered gone alr... haizz.. think the ower must have kept it to showcase it in her place lor... mine was really not bad! Or did she like auction it off?? wonder wad was the highest bid.. $10,000? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I should thanks jade for helping me to pull extra strings to join odac! hahaha thanks!=) But abit ps leh.. if u pull too many strings.. idk man.. just feels weird.. hahaha but anyway, tomorrow is CHINESE NEW YEAR!!! Have a great CNY ppl... before school really hops onto the bullet train and speeds up like mad expecting u to keep up..  So Good luck!!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7204261457048369675?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7204261457048369675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7204261457048369675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7204261457048369675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7204261457048369675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/official-start.html' title='The official start'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5703060153761604790</id><published>2010-02-09T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:57:34.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Today is yet another day of introductory lectures.. Firstly, saw constance n the J2s at cafe.. She told me damn seriously that she thinks I cannot make it into odac!! Like wth lah.. think thats the only cca that I can join now.. yea true, I did set the record timing for odac obstacle course for the slowest timing. But hey! I was the freaking 1st to do that stupid thing and I had to restart some stupid run cause I ran it wrongly.. Can't really blame me for that timing right.. Really not sure if constance is really telling me the truth that I may not make it, or juz cos she does not want me in her cca.. heck man.. Just gonna go for the nafa for odac tmr..(although I know I'm gonna fail again cos of my pull ups).. but heck man! The most I'll join guitar or something... damn! And who to blame for all these shit I'm going through? Soccer coach!! damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd shitty thing that happened today is that Ps was made class treasurer while I've to fight it out with niq for a vice cg rep in which I'm sure to lose.. so yea.. Just let him be man.. can't help it. haha..Damnit. That means my end of year SGC will be like shit! No leadership no nothing. Damnit lah! Best thing is that I forgot to collect my hist lecture book which I've to read through by tomorrow! Wanted to start out with a good start.. but I guess lets just try to do my next assignment properly=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I just recalled what was the last shitty thing that happened today.. cos my dad was just rushing me to bathe and it disrupted my train of thought.. (He was rushing to clean his bloody car.. Don't know why is he so obsess about cleaning.. and even so, he should just stop rushing me.. damn bloody irritating) Anyway, I was looking forward to getting back my pottery piece, and today, every1 was like searching for their piece while I COULD NOT FREAKING FIND MINE! Its super nice lah... seriously, and its big! So I could not have missed it. Many others were not able to fine their pieces too.. Damnit! They better find my piece mannn... My $10 plus 2 days of hardwork!  Niq was damn funny today when he could not find his piece.. hahaha! U guys have to be there! hahahah! Was laughing till jaws ached man.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes my shitty day. Not even looking forward for the odac trials tomorrow.. damnit! Was actually looking forward to it.. anyway, Chinese New Year is coming!!!! hahaha.. Sadly, I am not really in the cny mood yet!! Usually, by now I'll be excited for cny. But this year is seriously alittle rush! hahaha .. Thats it for now=) Currently I still prefer og from cg.. Don't see it going to change anytime soon..(or even at all) hahaha!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5703060153761604790?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5703060153761604790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5703060153761604790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5703060153761604790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5703060153761604790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7910721894117819561</id><published>2010-02-02T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T15:50:02.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation... again</title><content type='html'>Orientation is fun!! Quite enjoyed my og group!! hahaha But today was the 1st time we went into our cg group. err.. It doesn't look good man!! 14 guys and 7 girls.. Very unusual for a jc arts course.. and they don't really look that fun although they were quite enthu! haha.. Been with the SP people in the group and got scolded by mark wong( yes.. he is my CT again=.=) for not interacting.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, for those who start flirting now, or start interacting now (nicer way to put it) will usually quieten down very quickly.. haha Its like seeing the old us just a year ago.. how much JC changed us!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was soccer trials.. Made many tackles and many passes. BUT I'm still kicked out. Teng chose to choose those who just cleared the ball.. I did clear many balls too!! haizz.. damn sad!! I really wanted to join soccer!! The secondary thing behind my mind is that I've to explain to all my friends if I managed to join soccer or not.. It is really freaking embarrassing man! shit!  Damn him!! WTH is wrong with him.. Am I that bad?!?! Basket.. the person who killed my dream is non other than.. Migical words: TENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, ODAC.. HERE I COME!!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7910721894117819561?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7910721894117819561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7910721894117819561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7910721894117819561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7910721894117819561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/02/orientation-again.html' title='Orientation... again'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8930470897358286754</id><published>2010-01-25T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:39:49.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day wasted</title><content type='html'>It is the first day of my 3 day 'Holiday' before the school officially starts on thursday. Met up with fabian, pak phi, timo and adam to play pool and to bowl at koven. Adam had to go cut hair and after he left, it was pretty retarded where 4 of us just sat at koven to discuss where to go next. After like 30mins or so, we finally agreed to timo's demand to go prawning. Turns out to be the stupidest decision to follow timo's idea. Timo and pak phi both paid $30 each for 3 hours of prawning while fabian and I watched on. Altogether, they only caught like 3 prawns in total... (in case your maths fail, its 1 prawn=$20) Powerpack! Lucky I did not agree to play=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while waiting for the 2 to stone there with their lines, fabian and I went out to check out the night scene in Geylang. It was... WoW! hahaha.. Have to admit some girls are not bad looking.. hahaha! But hey! You must be at the place itself to know how it really is right... But we got stopped by police and they freaking took down my particulars.. hahaha He was damn shocked to know that I'm a Student..=) Come on.. Why can't students walk down that area!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horfan there was nice!=) Oh and I forgot to add that I really pity the new freshman.. they will be getting their results on wed and they have to report to school the next day.. that is shit man.. esp those coming my sch.. hahaha.. shall say no further.. The wall has ear, the blog has eyes=)&lt;br /&gt;Come thurs, it would mean chionging studies all the way for me.. Wish me luck!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8930470897358286754?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8930470897358286754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8930470897358286754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8930470897358286754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8930470897358286754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-wasted.html' title='A day wasted'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5526770380128867770</id><published>2010-01-16T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:46:00.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hate the SP program man!! It just sucks and I rather the proper school start soon!! SP program is damn sian.. and I've been asked why have I been such a loner out there.. Although I don't think I am a loner in nature, but really man.. there is nothing nice about the stupid SP program. Furthermore, I think I'm enjoying this quiet and keep-to-yourself kind of lifestyle. Now I know why marcus from my ex class enjoys keeping to himself!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I just have to tahan for one more week of SP program. Sometimes I do feel weird Try to keep my focus and have my goal always in sight throughout the entire year!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've finally bought my boots and it cost me like $72.. its nike!! haha So on 28th jan the new batch is coming in and 29th is the cca display. Soccer trails should be round that time so I'm prepared!! All I've to do now is to play with my boots on and get used to it before the trails.. Hopefully I can get in this time. Oh! Dear gce people(some of them) and people that I told I would join choir if I get kicked from soccer. Err..It was supposed to be because I had confidence that I could get into the team thus I just said I would join choir FOR FUN!! Don't tell so many people about that!!! hahaha Cos I don't think I'll really join choir if I get kicked from soccer again.. hahaha! I'm sure choir does not want me either.. so its soccer or maybe back to ccc or something=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes SP program ends ASAP!! CAnnot TaHan already lahhhhhH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5526770380128867770?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5526770380128867770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5526770380128867770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5526770380128867770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5526770380128867770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-really-hate-sp-program-man-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4588875067168457494</id><published>2010-01-13T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:25:49.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP program</title><content type='html'>I'm currently going through some SP program thingie which last like 3 weeks!! Pottery lesson was fun but not the lessons! I'm hoping to get the kindest teacher of each subject man.. Oh! I wanted to stay back in school to watch her perform today but sadly got scolded by my principal as he claims that I'm not ready for JC cos of my whist bands and my hair(My hair is super short!! Don't know what is he thinking). Anyway, this plus the fact that I was super tired so I decided to go home and sleep. Damnit! Now that I think of it, should have gone to watch the performance!! Wasted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was sleeping but got woken up when I was sleeping damn soundly by a phone call(sorry if I sounded fierce over the phone) then there was a series of messages and family making noise. So thanks! Luckily I managed to squeeze in some sleep in between all these!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently having damn long lessons(2hrs per subject) while waiting for the J1s to enter. Hope the new batch of J1s are nice and please.. I don't want to be in another boys school. hahaha As far as I see, The open house was full of BOYS!!! damn! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Shes the 1!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4588875067168457494?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4588875067168457494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4588875067168457494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4588875067168457494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4588875067168457494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/sp-program.html' title='SP program'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-726325107777355927</id><published>2010-01-11T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:39:33.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How a smile can make your day</title><content type='html'>How a smile and a little chat can make your day! Especially when it comes from someone whom you admire and is special in your eyes. my mind was all about that person today man!! Wish it happens more often!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-726325107777355927?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/726325107777355927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=726325107777355927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/726325107777355927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/726325107777355927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-smile-can-make-your-day.html' title='How a smile can make your day'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8213549365338973824</id><published>2010-01-07T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:35:20.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time truely waits for no man</title><content type='html'>This Monday will be the release of 0'level results for the 2009 batch. This will also mark 1 entire year since we, the 09 batch got our results. It does not even seem a year as I can still feel that anxiety/fear/confusion that overcame me in the days leading up to the results day as though it happened only a week ago! Still remember that I was going round telling everyone that I'm going to ITE. And I really thought that I was heading that at that time. Glad I did not=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can truely understand how this current batch getting ready to receive their results is feeling! haha.. One advice would be that fear not! Cause there is always a thing called BELL CURVE.. You will surely do better than expected.. So good luck all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.. for those getting your results, choose your next education path wisely!! Don't choose a path just because it seems to be a straight train from pri sch to sec sch and to JC.. It does not work out like that! Do not go to an institution just because most of your friends are going there. Its time to think about which path is the best which will lead to your ultimate dream job  in the future. Its time to break out of your secondary school life and be a young adult now. Many things will change and for those who are aiming to go to a JC, prepare to work your ass off!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Will try to go back to SA on mon. Good luck guys!=) Hope that non of this batch of SA boys come to SR except maybe pakphi and those in sec 5s this year! This may sound bad but I've my reasons=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8213549365338973824?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8213549365338973824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8213549365338973824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8213549365338973824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8213549365338973824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-truely-waits-for-no-man.html' title='Time truely waits for no man'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5813994463288104706</id><published>2010-01-05T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:22:25.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing?</title><content type='html'>Watched Spiderman that day and there was this line that I thought was quite true. A young man will tend to change in his teen age life, and he has to be careful who he turns into cause it will be the person he will be going to be for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it is quite true as I look at myself now and myself in the past. Changed. But I noticed that I've gone quieter and more 'emo' more often. It is like 1 sec I feel like talking alot, and the next I just feel tired and stay quiet. I really hope I will not change into a quiet and an anti-social man for the rest of my life!! (Have notice these trades of mine recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just came to my mind so I thought why not just write it in here. How about you? How have you changed??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5813994463288104706?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5813994463288104706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5813994463288104706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5813994463288104706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5813994463288104706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/changing.html' title='Changing?'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2936526289486045915</id><published>2010-01-05T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:13:28.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, yesterday I went out to play cage with jitesh, rakesh, bryan,[aarthebun and A.Rai.Was fun but damn tiring man.. 4 hours of soccer really hurts. I'll show you what I mean. Bryan and I went to meet choon kit &amp;amp; Elo to play lan and ppol. The cost of Lan was $2.50 and I gave him $5. He gave me 3 coins and my eyes saw them as 3 $1 coins!! I was like quite happy having just earned 50cents (I know.. wth rite.. being a cheap chinese guy but I can't help it cause all I have in my wallet that I can use is only the 3 coins!!). Anyway, I even told choon Kit that he gave me $3 dallors change so I could play pool 4 a longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was until after pool, while we were paying that I found out that Damn! I saw 1 50cent coin as a dollar.. Damn sad man! And now I owe choon kit $2. We are all broke man.. Times are hard not only for adults, but for us students as well.(esp those like me who wanna work during the holidays but our parents don't allow.. yea?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole freaking body aches like hell the moment I woke up today.. And it still does! On sunday when I was in church. I overheard some middle age guy saying that when he is having all sorts of problem with the changing weather. He reckons that it is caused from playing soccer when he was young and having injuries that act up again when he gets old. I was like damn! Does I mean I will have all that shit next time when I'm old?!?! Nooo!! I must quit soccer soon. hahaha.. jkjk.. can't possibly quit something I've played for so long..&lt;br /&gt;Gtg and watch my videos now.. next time!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Excited over the 85th Scouts celebration this sat. Oh! Whatever that is written on this blog stays here.. thanks!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-2936526289486045915?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2936526289486045915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=2936526289486045915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2936526289486045915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2936526289486045915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-yesterday-i-went-out-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6434473603253388632</id><published>2010-01-03T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T07:14:30.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In every and any situation, Theres always a choice</title><content type='html'>My entire body is currently weak from anger,mind filled with anger, spirit too low to talk. Firstly, it was about my freaking tuition. HATE.. I repeat.. I hate one to one tuition and the tuitor happens to be freaking boring. My mom insist on him coming tomorrow. Super sian ok! After like 1 whole year without tuition, I've to have a boring and shy guy to teach me??? The last lesson, which happened to be the 1st went like hell and for the first time, I really really did not understand/bother to hear what he was talking about after putting in my best effort to pay attention in the 1st half of the lesson. Tomorrow he is coming at 9 and I just had a verbal 'war' against my entire family. Life sucks here! I proposed for a one and half lesson tomorrow(cos my mom had to msg him) but my mom did her usual irritating shit thing by telling me to ask him to go home the moment he came if I wanted to. WTH!! Can't stand it man!! The freaking thought of tuition tomorrow kills..KILLS me!!&lt;br /&gt;I may sound naggy but really, I just wanna vent some things out before I really drop down dead. To add to it, United just got booted out by Leeds.U in the FA cup. GREAT! Hate this day. Hopefully 2010 is not gonna be filled with all these hell days. I've never been that angry for a certain time now. WoW. Trying real hard to stick to my new year resolution to stop scolding vulgarities especially if all those words fills your head everytime u get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Will try to survive tomorrow. Wish me luck!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6434473603253388632?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6434473603253388632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6434473603253388632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6434473603253388632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6434473603253388632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-every-and-any-situation-theres.html' title='In every and any situation, Theres always a choice'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6184409447218525477</id><published>2010-01-02T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:07:17.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010!!!!!</title><content type='html'>First of all, HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!! Hopefully 2009 had been a good year for all of you. If it wasn't, hopefully 2010 will prove to be a much better year for all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown was spent with GCE mates at the esplanade.. Had a blast of a time with a movie(The forth kind) before the amazing fireworks ended it off and welcomed the new year. By the time we decided to cab home, it was round 1.20 already. Weighee, Claris and I shared a cab which we walked all the way to bugis(cos there was practically no available cabs in City Hall area) where we waited for almost an hour before we finally got a cab! By the time I reached home, it was round 4 already. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's birthday celebration was on the next day. It was grandma's 2nd birthday without granddad and I noticed something. The liveliness, laughter and joy are all slowly sipping away from the family although almost everyone was present. There was less talking and more of a few whispers here and there about the other family. My cousin was the first to bring her boyfriend to meet my grandma (I lost out to her.. I'm only Joking!! hahaha). I thought he was quite cool and a pretty nice guy, but time really reveals a person's true colors. Hopefully my current impression of him stays on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty crazy day. went to MingZe's house before going to meet shawn, darren and jitesh for 'old dogs' which was quite funny! (totally worth the money) Played pool alot today and as you can guess it, I'm BROKE!! Totally! I had like $5 in my wallet after everything and we were heading to play pool again at round 10pm? Was emo-ing  and stupidly followed jitesh to a bar?(If you call that a bar) and ordered 2 bottles of  beer, 1 each. Guess what? The total bill was $20 ok!!!! Freak! I had to use my emergency money.. Hate this feeling of being penniless!! haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.. For 2020, I wish that everyone will have many more opportunities unfolding infront of them, with God continuing to lead everyone along the path of life. Hope for the best of health for all and success in  everything that one does together with the disappearance of darkness, grief and loss in this coming year! Enjoy it people!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-LoxDLV3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/hUJ-oSVUjmc/s1600-h/22574_262698817393_654142393_4912387_7435001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-LoxDLV3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/hUJ-oSVUjmc/s400/22574_262698817393_654142393_4912387_7435001_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206008855058290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-KxR419KI/AAAAAAAAAKY/STPcNitQyVs/s1600-h/22574_262662222393_654142393_4912076_6028695_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-KxR419KI/AAAAAAAAAKY/STPcNitQyVs/s400/22574_262662222393_654142393_4912076_6028695_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205055597409442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-LCYPpVJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mSnO3lKoIsY/s1600-h/22574_262698737393_654142393_4912378_2465261_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-LCYPpVJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mSnO3lKoIsY/s400/22574_262698737393_654142393_4912378_2465261_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422205349361439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-M3LYspAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LzoJMtTDTHM/s1600-h/22574_262661472393_654142393_4911988_2011873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-M3LYspAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LzoJMtTDTHM/s400/22574_262661472393_654142393_4911988_2011873_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422207355954439170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-NPK7U79I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Ur6qxKuI6Lw/s1600-h/22574_262662282393_654142393_4912085_6242970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-NPK7U79I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Ur6qxKuI6Lw/s400/22574_262662282393_654142393_4912085_6242970_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422207768148111314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Recently hate the thought of having to go overseas on my own again to study plus the fact that I'm sad to see Singaporeans (eps those I know) leave singapore or migrate there. Hope my sister does not need to go overseas to study.. and I can go to a local uni=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;1) Put God as priority&lt;br /&gt;2) Quit saying vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;3) Put in my total effort to promote and for Al'vl (not getting distracted by foreign things)&lt;br /&gt;4) No more drinking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6184409447218525477?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6184409447218525477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6184409447218525477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6184409447218525477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6184409447218525477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010!!!!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sz-LoxDLV3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/hUJ-oSVUjmc/s72-c/22574_262698817393_654142393_4912387_7435001_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7251317981441916432</id><published>2009-12-29T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:31:17.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is Willing...But my Flesh is Weak</title><content type='html'>Haizz.. these few days have been quite similar... Its the normal routine of sleeping at round 2-3am, wake up at 11pm (which is damn late).. Followed by me checking my hp to see if I have any meetings/outings. If I don't have, it would be playing games, fbing and watching online movies till 2 and going to sleep till round 4. wake up, watch tv, then use comp again while putting a book infront of me to pretend to study. That is sooo not the life I expected to live..  By this time last year, I would be busy with my waitering and earning some keep, but this year cos I retained and all, my mom wants me to stay at home... haizz.. Retaining is CRAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been saying this alot of times, but I REALLY REALLY wish to start my study NOW!! But I don't seem to have the mood to start.. every time I put the book infront of me, I'll fall asleep or be distracted by something more interesting(In other words, anything and everything cos to me, everything is nicer than reading hist tutorial notes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Thus My Heart is Willing... But my Flesh is Weak!! Need to be more hardworking!! and good luck to every1 doing holiday hw=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7251317981441916432?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7251317981441916432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7251317981441916432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7251317981441916432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7251317981441916432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-heart-is-willingbut-my-flesh-is-weak.html' title='My heart is Willing...But my Flesh is Weak'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5120817090103403773</id><published>2009-12-23T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:40:23.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid Personality Disorder</title><content type='html'>Went to 'study' at TP library today. Was supposed to meet at 11. I woke up at 9.30, lie down for a moment and BOOM! It was 11.30 when I woke up. Thought I would be damn late but turns out that I was the earliest while jit came the latest at... round 2.30. wtf rite? He still asked me to meet at 11 sharp. Lucky I went there at 12.30!! After that we went to play pool and I trained down to airport to meet my sister who came back today from Chengmai. Ended off with family dinner at amk's Jack's Place. Beef was super!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranoid Personality Disorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually went to check this out on the internet cos I realized that I am very paranoid and I suspect people block me from msn, talk behind my back and that I may be the 'castout'. I really don't know whats wrong with me, so before I really go mad, should really go check it out. hahaha (sounds stupid I know!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Paranoid personality disorder is characterized by a distrust of others and a constant suspicion  that people around you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sinister motives&lt;/span&gt;. People with this disorder tend to have excessive trust in  their own knowledge and abilities and usually avoid close relationships. They search for  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hidden meanings&lt;/span&gt; in everything and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;read hostile intentions&lt;/span&gt; into the actions of others. They are quick to  challenge the loyalties of friends and loved ones and often appear cold and distant.  They usually shift blame to other people and tend to carry long grudges.'- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unwillingness to forgive perceived insults------------------No&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excessive sensitivity to setbacks---------------------------Yes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Distrustfulness and excessive self-reliance-----------------Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Projection of blame onto others----------------------------No&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consumed by anticipation of betrayal----------------------Sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Combative and tenacious adherence to personal rights-----Nope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relentlessly suspicious------------------------------------YES&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its round 2 or 3/7... Not bad!! Means I haven reached that stage yet!! Powerpack!! Actually, I didn't really go search for this disorder... I was trying to see if my spelling for 'Paranoid' was right so when to check it out and stumbled on this... So please DO NOT think I'm too free to search for all these!! hahahaha=) But this still does not explain why I keep thinking of embarrassing things over and over again and do stupid things when I do think of these stuff!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Suddenly thought of life after A'lvl if I can't make it to the SG uni. I have to admit that I'm freaking scared of the thought of going overseas alone to study. yea.. independent as I may look.. there is certainly a fear of what may happen overseas when I'm alone. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5120817090103403773?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5120817090103403773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5120817090103403773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5120817090103403773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5120817090103403773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/paranoid-personality-disorder.html' title='Paranoid Personality Disorder'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6190261629580358066</id><published>2009-12-22T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:45:20.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its JB!!</title><content type='html'>Just reached home from an entire day in JB. We went there to inspect the house that my uncles bought. I've to say that it is quite big although it wasn't as big as what my mom described is as. After that was lunch and shopping!!! The things there were freaking cheap ok!! I bought my new  shoe(although I don't think it'll match my school uniform..), some shirts and a long sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked pass a handphone shop, I decided to get my screen protector and it was like RM8 which is round $4? damn cheap... and the main thing is that this trip really improved the not-very-high impression I had of malaysians. I told the hp shop boss of my problem with the phone constantly switching off even if it is touched gently(err.. yes. This problem started in Jan this yr. I kept saying I'm gonna repair it but did not really have the time). So yea. The boss looked at my phone for a second. I thought she would be like the other phone shops that I visited last time where they examined your phone and will tell you that my phone is spoilt and I gonna go repair it. Like DUH I know my freaking phone is spoilt! Anyway, This boss was damn kind!! She really went to help me repair.. and it took less than 5mins cause the problem was that some connecting thing was not long enough or something. But I'm really impressed man!! She did not charge me btw... Where is Singapore can you find that kind of service??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Can't stop thinking of embarrassing moments of the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6190261629580358066?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6190261629580358066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6190261629580358066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6190261629580358066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6190261629580358066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-jb.html' title='Its JB!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5227851792966612882</id><published>2009-12-21T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:34:02.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is starting</title><content type='html'>If you noticed, school is REALLY starting!!! Super sian ok.. Don't think that those who are going to J2 next year are the only ones stress and all. There is freaking alot of pressure on me to do well next year. No more being the fun guy and joker already. I really have to do this for myself and most importantly for my future. How I wished the world would end in 2012 then I would not have to worry so much.. Life is shit with study and all that shit injected into it. Man!! I'm not studying anything yet! Really really don't wanna waste my future. 1 life... Live it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: I'm worried of the future, scared, Sian of going back to school, whole body aching and all.. What is worst than that??? got a feeling I'm going mad!!!=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5227851792966612882?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5227851792966612882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5227851792966612882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5227851792966612882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5227851792966612882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-is-starting.html' title='School is starting'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1999536936183194581</id><published>2009-12-20T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:27:40.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>I'm damn lazy to blog about the vietnam trip already. So let me tell you briefly what happened. we went to croc killing farm where they really showed us how they kill the freaking croc. We also went to some freaking choc factory where I spent the most ($72 on 3 boxes of choc) out of all the students. I was lazy to convert the dong to SGD and the place was freaking crowded. After I bought and lynette helped me to convert it, I realize... Fuck! the chocs are still in the fridge btw.. haha dunno who to give...(actually no guts to give=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. there was the visit to the CuChi Tunnels which was used by the vietnam people in the vietnam war.. It was FREAKING small. Trust me when I say that. You have to kneel down on the dirt and like duck walk through for about 15mins... hahaha wonder how the ang mohs fit in.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the visit to the Hoa Ninh Sec school. When we when there, we danced our dance 4 them and they danced theirs. Following that we did all our stations games.. Ours was Origami. Ours was the most slack 1 man.. so I could afford to go round taking pictures. hahaha after that was a buffet spread. The main attraction there I think was the sea snail or something. It was really not bad when you deep it in the chilli sause. Taste like sotong!! hahaha After that was the painting..The children there, being children did not know how to paint and they even painted all the locks.. hahahawonder how are they gonna open it next time. We left the school for a short (I found it pointless) hour hike round a fruit farm. There wasn't much to see btw. Following that we went back for our campfire. I really gotta learn from them man! Their games are super fun!! hahaha Better than my campfire where I only played those usual games.. haizz haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, I think Vietnam, if they really want to improve, not only must they plan long term ideas, they really have to improve their service standard. I went to a buffet there and they were BBQing seafood for us. I ordered 3 things and she gave me only 2. Its ok.. I when to point out to her and she fucking did a fucking action to ask me to leave in a pissed expression. Like wtf man! Then there was this occasion where I ordered fried eggs in another restaurant. The women making it did not smile at all!!! and whats worst was that she mixed up my egg with some1 else's egg. That guy ordered xtra onions and all the crap in his egg which I don't freaking eat!! This type of service really sucks man! They should really have some programs to improve their service since tourism seems to be their main national income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: I really really wanna study but I can't freaking start!! School is reopening and I am behind time. Fuck... I really dun wanna fuck up my 2nd chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1999536936183194581?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1999536936183194581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1999536936183194581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1999536936183194581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1999536936183194581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5134847102314974011</id><published>2009-12-14T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:52:40.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACKKKK!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok.. in fact, I've been back for afew day already and guess what? I'm still missing vietnam and the great school mates who went on the trip! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 7th, my whole family had to wake up at 4.30 to fetch  me to the airport because we had to meet at 5.50. WoW!! For some reason I could not sleep the entire night. Anyway, almost everyone were at the airport already and I met up with my group members plus Gillian who was there to sent Jermaine off (How touching)..&lt;br /&gt;(skip to our long bus ride)&lt;br /&gt;We did not check into our homestay after we touched down. Instead, we went on a 3hours bus ride to the Mekong Delta. The ride was SUPER long man!! after like 1 hour of talking, everyone fell asleep.. haha&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached the Delta, we took a boat ride to a rice paper factory where they made rice paper(those paper wrapped round sweets that can be eaten), coconut candy, and rice snacks. This was where I made my 1st mistake. there were 4 flavor of coconut candy and I was allowed to buy 4 packs of candy(there was some special offer) but I was stupid enough to take only 2 packets of a plain coconut candy and 2 packets of pandan candy.. Normal people whould have taken all 4 flavors right? haizz missed out on the choc flavor ones...&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we went for lunch and tried our first rice paper roll which we rolled 'elephant' fish meat, cucumbers, veg, noodles and spring roll. The chilli sauce that the roll was deeped in was WOW!!! damn nice man!!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;So, after luch we headed to our homestay(finally) in a 30mins boat ride. and after that we had no rest. It was our bicycle ride which started at 5.30pm. By 6.30, we were not even halfway through cause of many pauses here and there. It was already sunset and damn dark by 6.15 ok! haha And it was not easy for me to cycle as there were many bloody motorbikes horning all the way though we were keeping to 1 side. My tourguide still can come and tell us that it was friendly horn. My ass man!! It didn't even carry abit of friendliness in it ok! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally dinner when we reached the homestay and then the 8 guys had the chance to bathe 1st as we had very few of us!! WOHOO!! hahahaha The toilet was very clean compared to what I imagined it would be like. We ended off with a debrief and lights out was not for us as we sang through the early parts of the night and played some card games(though it was not allowed...shhh....) hahaha apparently we were disturbing the girls in their dormitory as they complained in the morning.. but who cares=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Stealing glances at you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5134847102314974011?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5134847102314974011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5134847102314974011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5134847102314974011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5134847102314974011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-backkkk.html' title='I&apos;M BACKKKK!!!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1629788634816739169</id><published>2009-12-06T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:05:03.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will be away in Ho Chin Mihn(Vietnam) till the 11th!! Stay tuned for stories about Vietnam sooonnn!!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1629788634816739169?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1629788634816739169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1629788634816739169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1629788634816739169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1629788634816739169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-will-be-away-in-ho-chin-mihnvietnam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3735441743402313131</id><published>2009-12-05T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:37:46.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for my maths tuition class today. My teacher happened to be a friend of my mom. wow.. I think my mom has been telling him about how I retain and how I have been wasting my time on computer and not studying. Throughout 1/4 of the lesson, he was talking to me about how life is hard without $$ and it is important to get a good education and go to overseas university and all. At first, I thought that he was just complaining to me about life and all so I just behaved as my usual mature self and was talking to him. But further into the conversation, I notice something. He was trying to advice me to study and gave me tips of how to enjoy myself, not by going out, but by buying biscuits and enjoying it while studying.. I was like.. Oh err..ok..&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to stay at home all day?! Not for me man! I'll die!! I bet if those people born in our parents' age were born in ours, they would surely fall into the many temptations like computer games and all. They will never understand. I know what is good for me, but just do not have the determination to stick to it. They don't have to keep repeating the same things about&lt;br /&gt;what my goals/aims are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SxopIuHx2GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ELw7_4JpH3Y/s1600-h/05122009208%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SxopIuHx2GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ELw7_4JpH3Y/s400/05122009208%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411683132035422306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this picture? Sorry if its blur but you can see bamboo poles hung there. I really don't know why do residents hang their clothes in soccer courts?? What is their problem!! This is not the first time I see it. There were mattresses lay out there to dry in the past. If only I was playing soccer there, those clothes would be as good as gone.. Why can't they hang it outside their house? What the hell do they trest the street soccer court as? For your info, that day when we wanted to play soccer, there was a folk dance going to be held inside the fucking court at 8.30pm but the organizers refused to allow us to play. It was as if the court was theirs and we went at 3pm. Couldn't they let us play for awhile? Why the fuck do they build a street soccer court when you allow some fucking folk dancing to be held there? Can't they use their fking brains to at least book the hall in the CC or something? How the shit do they wanna dance inside the small area of the court? Oh! And the organizer, in order not to let us into the court that day actually used a bicycle chain to lock the gates.. (I forgot to bring my  friends through the back gate that day! shit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: What the hell is wrong with people these days? Or is it just me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3735441743402313131?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3735441743402313131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3735441743402313131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3735441743402313131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3735441743402313131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-went-for-my-maths-tuition-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SxopIuHx2GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ELw7_4JpH3Y/s72-c/05122009208%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8116708980191782217</id><published>2009-12-05T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:47:42.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know about the recent(ok.. not that recent now..) news about these 5 guys who raped this girl when she was drunk or something? It was in the NewPaper. That reminded me about something. You know, I hate guys who either abuse girls or take advantage of them. It is as if the girls are some toys to play. They do not know that the  moment of 'foolishness' on the guy's part (as most people would put it) causes the memory of the incident to be lingering in the female's mind throughout her life!! Well, its just my opinion but seriously, I  despise these type of guys.&lt;br /&gt;In the US state, guys who are child rapist and sex offenders are usually locked to the bottom of the prison hierarchy where they are so called 'hunted down' by other prisoners. I think that applies to every country? But the main thing about this is that it is absolutely right!! This crime, to me, surpass  all other crimes(besides murder of course) in terms of severity of the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ChangeDBoY: Hate the part of me... Why am I like this?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8116708980191782217?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8116708980191782217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8116708980191782217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8116708980191782217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8116708980191782217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-about-recentok.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3992316760716048445</id><published>2009-12-02T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:00:15.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCM's last meeting</title><content type='html'>We had our HCM's meeting today.. We were warned not to gamble(which includes poker card games with/without $$) and cannot drink alcohol on the plane/throughout the trip... Damn crap ok!! Start with the no card game thing. After saying the poker cards are banned, they joyfully told us that "oh, your can bring uno or snakes-n-ladder" Like WTF lah... Do you expect me to play games like old maid? Donkey maybe? waaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, people go on to SQ flights and drink alcohol so as not to waste your money? haha.. Damn sad that I can't even have a sip!! Ahh!!! Anyway I'll be gone on mon at 5.50AM, T2. Anyone to send me off??? hahaha Will be back on.. either thurs or fri.. not sure.. haha&lt;br /&gt;TC when I'm off..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: I'm leaving on monday and I haven packed my stuff and changed for US dollar to be used there... Damnit!!! Mad rush!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3992316760716048445?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3992316760716048445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3992316760716048445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3992316760716048445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3992316760716048445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/hcms-last-meeting.html' title='HCM&apos;s last meeting'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5370516811967294351</id><published>2009-12-02T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:15:32.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love has no Boundaries??</title><content type='html'>Oh man! People say seeing is believing? Super true!! I was boarded the 153 bus towards school at 1.20 today(supposed to be in school by 1.30). Anyway, I went up to the usual upper deck and sat opposite an Indian lady probably in her early 20s and this Indian guy who is definitely in his late 50s sitting together. At first, I thought they were like father and daughter or even grandfather and grand daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, the man looked at me and I stared back at him in the 'stare what stare' look.. hahaha.. Anyway, that enabled me to notice that their hands were on each other's thigh... I was like.. 0ooo... ok... I guess father-daughter caring for each other? How sweet... BUT NO!! When I reached my school and was about to get off, the kissed.. They Fucking locked lips.. (Great! must purposely let me see them kiss right...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nvm you know.. I went to Heartland mall.. Saw another quite chio and YOUNG girl together with a man in his late 40s? Oh man!!! I even walked up and down to steal extra glances of the girl to make sure she was young and not some aunty trying to relive her younger days.. waa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is freaking wrong with the world today??? Why are girls so young going out with guys hu can be their fathers?? Not as though they are hot... The guys have freaking bellies and stuff... Maybe its just me but... waaa.. can't stand it!!! hahahaha&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;ChangeDBoY: Its ChangeDBoY... not Change-D-Boy!!! hahaha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5370516811967294351?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5370516811967294351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5370516811967294351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5370516811967294351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5370516811967294351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-has-no-boundaries.html' title='Love has no Boundaries??'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6350843705530357384</id><published>2009-12-01T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:08:45.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, time REALLY flies!!! I've promised myself to start studying in the holidays but look! Dec is here and I still haven done a shit! Damn it man! I'm lucky my mom did not allow me to go back to work, if not I will not have realized, until the next exam/test that I'm still wasting my time!! Ok. Maybe I shouldn't even waste time being on the computer now and start studying. However, there is this kind of laziness inside you which prevents you from going to get your book... Oh man!! Feeling shit guilty now.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, congratz to all those who sat for re-exam and passed them. J2 is not gonna be easy so... good luck!=) Oh! tomorrow I gotta go school for my ho chin mihn's last meeting. I have half a mind to go to school earlier to attend the principal's address to the new J2s but its like I'm SOoo freaking extra if I really go! haha I have to accept the fact that I'm RETAINING!! haha.. And I hate to go back to SA or even potong pasir nowadays when I have a high possibility of meeting former friends or even teachers and having to tell them how I'm fairing in JC now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for preparations for tomorrow's HCM meeting, the list that they gave us stated.."packing of materials to be brought to school" Ok.. I kind of knew it meant us to bring only our cip stuff but some of my friends and I had some doubt. We thought that we had to pack our entire bag and bring everything that we are gonna bring to HCM, and bring it to school tomorrow. To make sure, I asked afew people to confirm. That was a damn freaking stupid thing to do, which I realised much later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 1's reply: "No!!! Omg. As in bring the cip stuff that needs to be packed lah!!! Not your clothes and all!!! Omg!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 2's reply: " No la siao you think teacher want to check your underwear ah. blah blah blah(lazy to type)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf?!?! Feeling damn stupid now...Walao!!! ok.. I'm not gonna ask questions or help the masses to clarify their doubts le!! haha.. Oh! Btw, I'm starting to lose the excitement of going HCM..(If I haven already lost it) Maybe when it draws nearer, this feeling will change? Ok.. now time to go and do my usual late night stuff already... See you!!=)&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;ChangeDBoY: There is no need to care about what people think of you, but sometimes, it does&lt;br /&gt;affect you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6350843705530357384?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6350843705530357384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6350843705530357384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6350843705530357384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6350843705530357384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-time-really-flies-ive-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6975434706474733199</id><published>2009-11-28T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:23:22.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggshell rice... anyone???</title><content type='html'>Currently eating my lunch which is fried rice with egg. I'm sure you have eaten fried rice with alittle egg shell added inside as 'extra ingredient'. This is different!! The hawker was especially generous  with the extra 'liao'. Maybe it was Hari Raya or the fact that Christmas was approaching.. a time of giving right? haha&lt;br /&gt;While eating the stupid fried rice, I did not know there was egg shell in it. Throughout the entire thing, I was happily crunching away. At first, I thought alittle prawn shit(thought it was prawn shit at first) won't kill. But there was more.. and more and MORE!! Finally, my tongue felt something hard, smooth and whole. So I spat it out and there it was. That was like 1/4 of the whole egg! If you accidentally drop half of the egg shell in my food, at least pick it up or something.. It was definitely not a small piece. Even a retard could have known that IT ISN'T EDIBLE and you should take it out!! (or at least smash it into smaller pieces if you are lazy and don't want people to find out...hahaha) Crap. Never gonna eat from that stall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhOh. Yesterday was swimming at matt's house. Wanted to bbq but... haizzz haha&lt;br /&gt;I just realized something.. Many of my friends are scared of the same thing as me... how I know? Because a 'dot dot' came up at us at matt's house. Damn funny ok! We were having KFC on the floor when it came. You could see like 4 or 5 big size guys (ok.. including me) jumping up to avoid the 'dot dot'... hahaha damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Its better to stay like this for now=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6975434706474733199?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6975434706474733199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6975434706474733199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6975434706474733199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6975434706474733199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/eggshell-rice-anywant.html' title='Eggshell rice... anyone???'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8614169059915280868</id><published>2009-11-28T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:06:24.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Time Flies</title><content type='html'>We've been through a year,&lt;br /&gt;Its now time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;The many ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;We've survived it all.&lt;br /&gt;Through the raging wind and storm,&lt;br /&gt;We've stayed strong as ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great year,&lt;br /&gt;With many new challenges&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied with&lt;br /&gt;A verity of people that we have coped well with.&lt;br /&gt;There may be times of misunderstandings,&lt;br /&gt;But it has disappeared with time.&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles ahead,&lt;br /&gt;That's what we will conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have foolishly wasted their youth this year,&lt;br /&gt;But the rest should never turn to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Ahead is the only way,&lt;br /&gt;In this stressful world we stay.&lt;br /&gt;To score well with Aces&lt;br /&gt;And head off to local Us (universities),&lt;br /&gt;Oh... That's everyone's ultimate aim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they say we are the top 20 percent?&lt;br /&gt;Well that sure doesn't give no comfort!&lt;br /&gt;To think the best students are against us,&lt;br /&gt;It sure sends all kind of negative feelings  into your overworked brain.&lt;br /&gt;However they say.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is this world is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;With hard work,&lt;br /&gt;Comes greater success, achievement of goals and everything that comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the chance given to me,&lt;br /&gt;Which i'll do my best not to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are physically separated,&lt;br /&gt;The bond between us still remains. (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;We separated as sudden as we met,&lt;br /&gt;But it was great knowing all.&lt;br /&gt;As we walk our different ways,&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we will still meet again!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8614169059915280868?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8614169059915280868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8614169059915280868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8614169059915280868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8614169059915280868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/signing-off.html' title='How Time Flies'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1399703373127024689</id><published>2009-11-26T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:52:15.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got the bone out!! haha.. after like seeing 2 doctors, (the 1st did nothing to help so we went to a more senior doc) the bone was finally taken outbut it was kind of soft and err... it wasn't that deep after all.. Now that I think of it, I could have taken it out myself man! Oh! It cost us $85 ok!!! heart pain man... totally! But it is not everyday that I get a bone stuck in my throat right? (I shouldn't talk so much.. U never know when another bone is gonna be stuck there again)&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a  picture of the 'bone' when I have time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been down with flu, and now cough/sore throat. What is this man!!!=(&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I've been wanting to studying all this while plus my parents have been pushing me to do so too. However, I simply can't find the final push to get me started.. I just hope that I can start studying soon and be on my way to becoming the top student next year. Since i've chosen to continue with JC, might as well do well in it and faster get out of this never ending stressful JC years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Saw the new college dance.. err... err... no comments!! hahahaha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1399703373127024689?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1399703373127024689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1399703373127024689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1399703373127024689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1399703373127024689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-got-bone-out-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1733132976037425897</id><published>2009-11-24T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:04:49.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A torn in the flesh, a bone in the throat</title><content type='html'>As some may know, it was my birthday yesterday!!=) Went to school for Ho Chin Minh meeting. I was supposed to meet FCK guys at 7 and my meeting ended at round 5.30, hence I decided to try something new on my birthday-to queue up for the punggol nasi lemak and try if it is really finger licking good. I always wanted to try the nasi lemak there but never got the chance to. After about 15 mins of queuing, I got my food!! Guess how much was it? $5.10 ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Swz6DGVEmXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GpOIedf_e9s/s1600/%245%5B1%5D.10"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Swz6DGVEmXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GpOIedf_e9s/s400/%245%5B1%5D.10" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407972183710669170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great and all, but the chili was really the one that stole the show! I saw the women hu was in front of me taking lots of chili. Thought she was mad but typical singaporean instinct kicked in and I decided to do the same. haha In the end it was good stuff!!=) &lt;br /&gt;Ok. I should get to the main topic already! You see the 2 fishes on the plate? Yup! It was super deep fried that it was practically impossible to separate the bone from the flesh. Ok, so I decided that it was quite safe to eat the fish like normal cracker-like snack(including eating some bones). This turned out to be a stupid decision of mine! After the whole meal while I'm on the way to meet the guys at AMK, I realized that there was pain in my throat. Oh man... a stupid bone was stuck in my throat.. Till today, which is like 2 days after my birthday, the bone is still in there. I tried swallowing rice and stuff as a whole hoping it will somehow push the bone down but to no avail. Guess I have to resort to going to the hospital later today after dinner.. Hope it will be as painless as possible!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1733132976037425897?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1733132976037425897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1733132976037425897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1733132976037425897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1733132976037425897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/torn-in-flesh-bone-in-throat.html' title='A torn in the flesh, a bone in the throat'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Swz6DGVEmXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GpOIedf_e9s/s72-c/%245%5B1%5D.10' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8960724669366757208</id><published>2009-11-22T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:31:26.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYON KONG ZHAO LOONG!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'M FINALLY 17!!!!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8960724669366757208?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8960724669366757208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8960724669366757208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8960724669366757208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8960724669366757208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-lyon-kong-zhao-loong-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3575738183270993762</id><published>2009-11-22T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T07:28:36.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came back from my Ho chi Minh group's cycling activity at ecp. We rode a total of 40km ok!!! waaa.. I thought of going to cycle with my friends but after this trip, errr I'm definitely not going.. haha hope you guys understand if I don't go ecp these few days=) Wow... my butt is still super painful ok! haha.. it was the 1st time I actually found cycling a torture.. hahaha=) I have gone through many over night cycling with the scouts, but this 1 really is a torture because the seat sucks!! I made my butt so stiff that even when I tried to stnd up while cycling, it hurt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the painful butt and tired legs, it was quite a fun day!! That was followed by my aunt's  high tea treat.. super!! OH!! Not forgetting this girl who sat 2 tables from mine man.. hahaha damn super chio, super damn chio! hahaha=) Too bad I was with my sis and aunt, and she was with her parents, if not I would already be on the phone with her instead of telling this sad story here abour how I wasted the opportunity!! arhhh!!! haha If only I was with my friends.. then I would definitely ask her 4 it!=) Anyway, don't worry. I'm still thinking of HER... someone else who only 2 ppl know about so shh....haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Wish my eyes were bigger=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of the cycling trip:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlOa9za-SI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u5cUxkGm-xY/s1600/HCM+cycling+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlOa9za-SI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u5cUxkGm-xY/s400/HCM+cycling+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406939052808796450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlI_h1FypI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ynOehOXzFzA/s1600/HCM+cycling+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlI_h1FypI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ynOehOXzFzA/s400/HCM+cycling+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406933083884997266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlLVrjhq0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/2qRPWoswaqU/s1600/HCM+cycling+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlLVrjhq0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/2qRPWoswaqU/s400/HCM+cycling+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406935663476058946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlKgYxhyoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NAzAtQDEoL4/s1600/HCM+cycling+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlKgYxhyoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NAzAtQDEoL4/s400/HCM+cycling+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406934747901446786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3575738183270993762?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3575738183270993762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3575738183270993762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3575738183270993762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3575738183270993762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/came-back-from-my-ho-chi-minh-groups.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SwlOa9za-SI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u5cUxkGm-xY/s72-c/HCM+cycling+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8198185464429961029</id><published>2009-11-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:28:07.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The invisible smoke which has no boundaries</title><content type='html'>hmm... it has been quite sometime already, but we recently found out that the smell of cigarette came from this china guy living above us... it is damn crap ok! At first , when no rules were placed on smoking areas, u thought that going home would mean being away from the smokers. The rules like no smoking in life lobbies and stuff were then introduce. Finally! A real clean n green Singapore with fresh air allowing us to walk out of the house again... just like prisoners being released. But NO! People were still given the rights to smoke in almost every place while it is hard for the police to catch them. They have the right to smoke at home too.. Like wad? Human rights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!! People live below u too!!! We smell the smoke and it has a damn bloody thick smell!!! It feels my whole house ok!! Have you ever seen movies where they torture e rat and fill their cages with poison gas? or the Nazi where they introduced the gas chamber and the Jews were like struggling to get out when there is really no means of escape? Yes. we are currently facing the same situation. Are we reduced to the point where it is not safe for us to even lock ourselves at home, away from the invisible killers as we will eventually be hunted down even at home? Well, the answer is yes! Unless the govt ban smoking altogether, it would be impossible for the government to keep up with the movements held to keep the environment clean. &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine this? A fish that is stranded on dry land. It has the ability to jump back into the pond but unfortunately, the pond is polluted? The fish here has 2 choices, to stay on the land and die a painful death, or go into the pond and taste foul poison before dying. Either way, the outcome is the same. Do we have to be like this fish? where in or out of our house, we still get tracked down by the invisible smoke?? Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Missing the old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8198185464429961029?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8198185464429961029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8198185464429961029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8198185464429961029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8198185464429961029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/invisible-smoke-which-has-no-boundaries.html' title='The invisible smoke which has no boundaries'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1600502915804152730</id><published>2009-11-16T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:13:45.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coqito Erqo Sum (I think therefore I am in Jap)</title><content type='html'>I juz watched 'apocalypse- world war 2' quite nice!! hahaha... History students like me should watch all these shows... they are super interesting ok! haha&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the 1st day of supplementary lessons and I gotta admit that for once, it wasn't such a good feeling to be slacking at home!!  haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. gonna bathe now.. haha haven bathe since I got home!!=) Oh yea.. I'm kind of looking forward to my trip to Ho Chin Minh city on the 7/12/09. I just got the news that our flight would be at 0730, and we have to check in 2hrs earlier which requires us to reach there at 0530!!! Crap! There is no freaking transport other than taxi which is charging double at mid0night charge which poor people me can't afford=P hahaha so. I was thinking of camping at changi airport the night before. Anyone wants to join me???=)  But 1st, I'm super excited to go to the scouts gathering on the 6th. 1 day before my trip!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Super Cold these few days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1600502915804152730?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1600502915804152730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1600502915804152730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1600502915804152730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1600502915804152730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/coqito-erqo-sum-i-think-therefore-i-am.html' title='Coqito Erqo Sum (I think therefore I am in Jap)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8828483697326405718</id><published>2009-11-12T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:40:55.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The OP exam finally over!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, it kind of went well besides the occasional flops I had during my presentation. I got 1 of the more difficult question (how does the conservation of architecture help in instilling a sense of belonging in sg?)&lt;br /&gt;This was a chap which I did not do!! Lucky 4 me, I helped  my friend to research on this topic and at least I knew what I was saying.. So, it went well!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to school ytd to pass $30 to my HCM teacher for the school jacket which I ordered. Crap.. Guess wad! He scolded me for not passing it up to him the day. I told him I could not find him, and had to rush to for my OP or something. He told me that it is my attitude because I could have called him!! Well, he supported his claim with previous cases where I gave him wrong info about my schedule.. ok fine.. it was partly my fault. Just when I thought it was over, he applied it to my studies. He said that maybe it was my attitude and me not being organized that cause me to do so badly for my studies..&lt;br /&gt;I think he has a point there! Maybe it is just my attitude that has got me in this shitty state that I'm in now. i don't blame anyone.. haizz.. I really have to take the 1st real important step to change this attitude of mine before I aim to do anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY: Accidentally in Love=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8828483697326405718?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8828483697326405718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8828483697326405718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8828483697326405718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8828483697326405718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/op-exam-finally-over-haha-well-it-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6430924571656591301</id><published>2009-11-12T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:01:55.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SvwVJ3SmjjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xC0B_UOv65Q/s1600-h/05112009201%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SvwVJ3SmjjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xC0B_UOv65Q/s400/05112009201%5B2%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403216912142732850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SvwS_nojyLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pUYZvQt6Kos/s1600-h/05112009199%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SvwS_nojyLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pUYZvQt6Kos/s400/05112009199%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403214537117911218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                  Ah ben (reuben) preparing for his OP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6430924571656591301?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6430924571656591301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6430924571656591301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6430924571656591301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6430924571656591301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SvwVJ3SmjjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xC0B_UOv65Q/s72-c/05112009201%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1061025355545434633</id><published>2009-11-07T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:40:56.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody would understand how I feel how I feel or what I am thinking of now. My parents only knows how to ask me to study and read up. The main problem in my life now is that I am really can't make up my mind about poly or JC. The answer my parents have to this is that "no matter if it is poly or JC, U still have to work hard!" wth man.. that isn't helping to solve the problem... haizz.. I even wake up damn early this morning and the first thing that came to my mind was... yea u guessed it! Poly or Jc!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank everyone for their kind advice, but the saddest thing is that eventually, I will have to be the one who decides on the next step. This sucks.. BIG TIME haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1061025355545434633?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1061025355545434633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1061025355545434633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1061025355545434633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1061025355545434633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/nobody-would-understand-how-i-feel-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3102017791076603728</id><published>2009-11-07T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:45:22.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is not a life that I expected myself to live. Hate it!! Now, I REALLY WANNA GO POLY!! This is after hearing that my poly friends are doing so well and are so relax... Futhermore, I talked to my teacher Mr wong. He reminded me that J2 would be more difficult, with massive number of essays to complete in the exam until super tight schedule. I admit that I am at a loss and I'm sitting ion the fence now. I just pray hard that God helps me choose the best path for me. 1 life, I should live it with meaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By going to a poly, I am afraid that I cannot cope and there will not be teachers giving us consultations even if I m lagging behind. I don't wanna go there and waste another few years. Life is Short! But if I stay in JC, I am super afraid that I can't even promote convincingly, and not mentioning the probability that I cannot even promote at all! Poly life seems fun and suitable for me... but it is a difficult route to a local uni. Pros and Cons.. there are too many factors to consider!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like sitting on thin fence. My heart is already set for poly life, but my mind tells me to stay in JC. My body is tilted towards the poly side but the strong wind is blowing me towards the other side- JC side. It is the most difficult stage of my life where I am suddenly given the freedom to choose my route of life but I am life a frighten little animal afraid to step out of its cage which had been its home for the past 17 yrs. Well, I guess I will take it step by step and accept my retain option and stay in JC before making my choice before poly kicks start. I really don't know about the future that lies ahead. I just have to trust in the Lord for his guidance that he leads me to the correct path some way or another. I really don't wanna waste anymore of my youth!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3102017791076603728?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3102017791076603728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3102017791076603728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3102017791076603728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3102017791076603728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-not-life-that-i-expected-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-722834537285079279</id><published>2009-11-03T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:45:04.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another OP day</title><content type='html'>Today was crap man! I always held hope that I would do well next year but the talk with Mr Wong changed everything! I asked him if retaining would help me improve my scores for the A'lvl. He said that J2 was super tough and all that crap. I know its true but.... ok maybe it is really time for me to be down to earth and face the realities! Anyway, I must apologize to some of my classmates asI showed the emo side of me after the talk and just could not bring force the smile across my face and the happy tone which I would like to think I did it freely in previous practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough!&lt;br /&gt;I have finally reached the Y junction of my life. I can either continue with JC1 or go to another place like the pole or private school to study. This feeling is torturing! If I continue with JC1 and even if I promote, I may struggle in JC2 and may even stay back yet another year. If that is the case, 4 years in a JC would be a total waste of my time! I have to take into account that there is another 2 years of youth that is wasted in the army. That is too much time lost and I would be lying to you if I said that I am not afraid. This is where my choice may affect my entire life. There is no turning back, no restart button and no giving up halfway knowing that you can start a new game if you give up, which in this case will never happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I think this feeling is beneficial to me as it will certainly provide the extra push for me to study. I really must start studying and stop wasting my time. If I do not get about 55 points, it would be a total waste of my life and I am as good as gone having already hit the dead end. I really pray that I will do well and give it my best shot! Come on LKZL!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-722834537285079279?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/722834537285079279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=722834537285079279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/722834537285079279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/722834537285079279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/yet-another-op-day.html' title='Yet another OP day'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7697988643602415425</id><published>2009-11-02T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:01:14.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Facing the fact that I'll be retaining for another year is hard... real hard especially will all my friends around me and in other colleges promoting. Coming back home to receive the constant nagging of my parents is becoming/ has always been a norm for me! But now with my PW oral presentation (coming friday) crippling closer and closer to me, the pressure is certainly building as my group and especially ME are no where near the EE(exceeding expectation) level. I guess that is the life every JC student has to go through to call yourself a true JC student? Lucky for us, chinese A'lvl exam just ended today, so it takes some of the pressure off haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was chinese exam? I was okay.. Felt that I really crapped my way through both papers! Somehow, strangely, I feel sad that it was my last chinese paper f my entire life. Haizz.. Well, no time to think about that first. Now, OP is the most important shit coming up followed by the last PW assignment called the I&amp;amp;R. The schedule is super packed that I hardly had time to reflect over the reason why I can't promote, and feel that emotional drain of having to promote that my principal talked about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the release of the OGL(Orientation Group Leader) result. All those in my class who promoted and signed up to be one got their wish. I naively signed up too, but of course, go rejected. haha bet the teachers were laughing when they saw that I signed up to be an OGL... But whoever cares.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that life can be like a game, where you can restart the game whenever you lose. Well, I just failed in my first year of JC life. I am not even confident that I can make it next year too... Life at this point in time sucks!! I really REALLY wanna restart and go back to the time just after my 0'lvl. I promise that if given another chance, I would not be stupid enough to play through JC1 and end up having to waste 1 year!! Haizzz.... But, Life Still Goes On!!=(     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7697988643602415425?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7697988643602415425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7697988643602415425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7697988643602415425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7697988643602415425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on....'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-9060655449555856339</id><published>2009-10-20T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T07:03:37.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is like living in another person's body</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I finally got my exam papers back. All at 1 shot. Actually, although I was ready to retain, I was still somehow hopeful that a miracle would happen... which it did not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It has been a year of ups and downs and a life worlds apart from years in SA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well, an extra year in this school and seeing the people from my batch moving on with their lives really breaks my heart! But on the brighter side, I'm glad that most of the class can be promoted as a class having to only miss afew people. Trying my best to be optimistic but it is difficult, so might as well use this mentality of mine to influence others and get them to be confident of a promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in my life that I've to retain and I'm not the least excited about it. One year has gone in the blink of an eye. My mom has been nagging at me since and she even asked me to ask the principal to give me another test to promote. She said that she knows that I'm feeling sad but the people around me know little about me! I got mentally prepared since I got back my mid year results and it took me half a year to get over this shit of wasting 1 year. Anyway, I still feel bad for shouting at my mom. I'm sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to church after a long period of absence. I always knew that God will teach me lessons related to my life through other people if I know how to apply these lessons appropriately. This week, the pastor was talking about Job and how he did not question God and eventually passed the test of God  though losing everything he had during the test. So maybe the lesson here is that I should not blame God for my bad promos result? Maybe it may just be a blessing in disguise for me. However, we would never know, not until the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad to be in class 1A04'09. Great classmates and many different characters whom I learnt alot from. I wish them all the best in JC2 as we walk our different ways. Now we have a common identity where we were once classmates and we should treasure the great memories(or not so great) we had  together as a class. Good luck and may God bless you all. Cheers!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-9060655449555856339?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9060655449555856339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=9060655449555856339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/9060655449555856339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/9060655449555856339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-like-living-in-another-persons.html' title='It is like living in another person&apos;s body'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5283749539849779090</id><published>2009-10-16T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:50:55.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Well, we will be getting our promos result on tues and wed. I  s0oo freaking &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;dread the day to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;come!But I know I still gonna face it. I have decided to stop telling people that I will sure repeat the moment they ask me about my promos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Haizz.. The shock faces that they give me is not really desirable. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Anyway, going to school these few days have been a real BIG commitment that I have put in man! It has been a total waste of time!!!=( Plus the fact that we have to cheong the stupid PW which I think my chapter have been delaying the group's progress.. (Soo sorry about that) Stressful days man.. coming home and facing naggings from my sis, dad and ultimately my mom! I WANNA BREAK FREEEEEE!!!!hahaha=) Now, I just have to hope for the best and those freaking corrections are killing my mood man! It is like about 3-4 essays of corrections per subject and I haven got the mood to start doing them.. haizz.. Glad one of the teachers reminded uis that there is no such thing as a holiday in JC.. So damn true man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Oh! While I'm typing now, This child have been creating so much noise pollution that I really feel like...Ahhhh!!! hahaha.. Don't like children who ride the car thingie aaround where they have to push it by kicking on the floor? Yea that! When the kid is riding it in my carpark, it is FREAKING LOUD!! trust me!! It is like listening to fighter planes zooming past your house...BOOMZ! seriously.. no joke man! It is irritating and... the inventor of this thing should just.... (ok although I admit that I love riding on those stuff when I was young=P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5283749539849779090?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5283749539849779090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5283749539849779090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5283749539849779090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5283749539849779090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-we-will-be-getting-our-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5657531379023579186</id><published>2009-10-13T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T05:26:46.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been about a week since our promos ended. I am about 80% sure that I am gonna repeat JC1 although it took me quite a long time to accept this fate of mine. So, as we are waiting for our results, we've been chionging our PW (wr and all that crap)! haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L00king back, I realized that I really do not belong to a JC and even less.. my class!=( haha&lt;br /&gt;This year wasn't a great year for me... Every1 seems to think that they are right and all.. juz trying to smile through it all, but really, I m juz lazy to knock fucking sense into ppl like them who only think their options are the best not considering the ppl around them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. more of it next time.. I juz received the msg that my pw grp has to meet tmr and I've gotta get my fucking pw work done.. Hating this life=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5657531379023579186?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5657531379023579186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5657531379023579186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5657531379023579186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5657531379023579186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-about-week-since-our-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5467147690221330397</id><published>2009-09-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:57:00.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If we hold on together</title><content type='html'>Dont lose your way&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day&lt;br /&gt;You've come so far&lt;br /&gt;Dont throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Live believing&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are for weaving&lt;br /&gt;Wonders are waiting to start&lt;br /&gt;Live your story&lt;br /&gt;Faith, hope &amp;amp; glory&lt;br /&gt;Hold to the truth in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Must learn how to bend&lt;br /&gt;Seek out a star&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the end&lt;br /&gt;Valley, mountain&lt;br /&gt;There is a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Washes our tears all away&lt;br /&gt;Words are swaying&lt;br /&gt;Somebody is praying&lt;br /&gt;Please let us come home to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are out there in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Well dream about the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the dark well feel the light&lt;br /&gt;Warm our hearts, everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;As high as souls can fly&lt;br /&gt;The clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly realized that this lyrics actually has alot of meaning in it. Explains how I feel esp stanza 1...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5467147690221330397?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5467147690221330397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5467147690221330397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5467147690221330397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5467147690221330397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-we-hold-on-together.html' title='If we hold on together'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7152564833912607368</id><published>2009-09-12T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:33:00.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute!!=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b7065543417dd2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b7065543417dd2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331792023%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6748113D89DE41F7077E34E51B85763FFAF2199D.30D3C809BD2BCFAEFB71AC2746A7BCAF34092B21%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b7065543417dd2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8wiREmlw5PXE4cUpNl-MH01K2Bk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b7065543417dd2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331792023%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6748113D89DE41F7077E34E51B85763FFAF2199D.30D3C809BD2BCFAEFB71AC2746A7BCAF34092B21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b7065543417dd2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8wiREmlw5PXE4cUpNl-MH01K2Bk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7152564833912607368?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7152564833912607368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7152564833912607368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7152564833912607368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7152564833912607368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Cute!!=)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8679465558006346374</id><published>2009-09-07T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:02:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Journey to KFC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my GCE photography workshop, which was freakingggg boring, I went to the KFC near my house to get my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I was cutting through an open carpark (those with e electronic barriers). My mind was thinking of duck rice and where is the shop located (suddenly thought of eating duckrice instead of KFC, n was trying to recall where it was). Then there was this damn long lorry carrying heavy metal going out of the entry point. so the barrier lifted n I gave way to the lorry before walking into the carpark. But Idk wad made me stop n stare at the lorry, but I did. haha... And everything happened so quickly... the construction workers sitting by the road side stood up n shouted "OI!!" at me. I looked at him n it was too late. The barrier came down DIRECTLY on my head. The impact made my knees bent ok.. almost kneeled down on e floor.. hahaha After that i saw there were quite a number of ppl around so juz try to act abit by taking out handphone n making my hair..hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the other end of e carpark, I was looking at my hp. Then when I looked up, I was inside a 'danger zone' with the sign n all down there, n it was cordon off so I had to walk 1 big round to go out of there. The maid following me from the entry till now was like looking at me in that weird manner.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be4 I reached KFC, I walked past this movie theater n saw this poster of a women in office uniform, but the way she sat n her cloths were thoses 'sexy' type.. Guess wad? This young boy, around 5 yrs old, wearing thick round specs was STARING at e poster.. He was like the type of chubby boys who get bullied in sch type.. hahaha And I wanted to takle a photo of that cos the boy was staring at the pic 4 like 5 mins alr.. so did not wanna makle it so obvious, hence I took e escalator to take photo of him from his back.. but when I stepped on e escalator, he ran off... zzz so I took went down after I reached e top.. (the guy behand me thought I was crazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the KFC, I made lots of changes to the order.. (eg. I want both chicken to be thigh) The guy serving me was like not happy sia.. Then he thought he talked very softly, but I could hear him talking bad about me to his friend.. haha His friend who was a gal said until damn loud about something to do with the costomer being selfish by ordering all e thigh 4 himself... but this time they were refering to some1 else cos they were talking about a guy hu ordered 7 thigh.. but I was like.. err... r they refering to me as well? haha.. n by talking too much, he gave me spoons instead of foke 4 e cheese fries.. haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back I almost died as well, cos I tripped over the stairs n almost fell face down.. If I did, I would confirm be dead, cos a car was driving past at that point in time.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun noe if I should consider myself unlucky to meet up with all these things, or lucky to have survived all these.. haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Nowadays there r SO many mosquitoes sia!! Damn irritating!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8679465558006346374?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8679465558006346374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8679465558006346374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8679465558006346374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8679465558006346374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird-journey-to-kfc.html' title='Weird Journey to KFC'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3425777124552303948</id><published>2009-08-25T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:50:31.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get serious NOW!!</title><content type='html'>OH YEA!! Because of e incident mentioned below, I think i've become more motivated to get pass my promos!! I dun care man! I gotta go to JC2 next yr no matter wad!! Ok.. it gets serious rite now!! Hopefully I still have time to catch up! If I really promote, I can fuck all types of warning letter... n if I promote, I will shave botak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY NOW!!! will be away from www.ChangeDBoY.blogspot.com- GooD luck for promos every1!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3425777124552303948?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3425777124552303948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3425777124552303948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3425777124552303948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3425777124552303948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-get-serious-now.html' title='Lets get serious NOW!!'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1628556162708377269</id><published>2009-08-25T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:59:58.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of Green</title><content type='html'>I dun noe wads wrong with my comp! Crap.. I can't even open up my inbox and my blog is crap.. Idk wads wrong with it..haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got my Green warning letter today. Normally I think the system goes like this, u get yellow warning letter for some misbehavior or something. If u still commit e mistakes, u will get green letter plus CIP. If you have further misconduct, u will get a FAIR conduct and if u don't cross the 35 points for promos, u'll be kicked out of sch.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Green letter came in a stupid cause... I skipped all my econs remedial thinking tat it is not compulsory. But May Koh still insisted me to take a yellow warning letter. On that day when she was giving it out, I sneaked out of the class as it was alr the end of lesson. I did not noe that she actually had a list of names hu did not take/hand in e yellow form.. fuck! Now she gives me e Green form.. seriously fuck man! To make things worst, my mom actually wrote on the form tat she expects more lessons after e letter is given.. haizzz.. I noe they will not give xtra lessons.. but the thing is that Mark wong n the may.k will be like "Hey.. ZL, u r so lazy and u wun go 4 any remedial lessons anyway. Y your mother ask for more lessons" infront of the class.. haizzz... sian=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bloody green form thing ,and the fact tat I got a stupid warning letter for some stupid thing, totally spoiled my day. Actually, was happy cos I finally got top in class 4 GP!!=) juz happy...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1628556162708377269?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1628556162708377269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1628556162708377269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1628556162708377269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1628556162708377269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/power-of-green.html' title='The power of Green'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8020954196788306563</id><published>2009-08-22T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:00:49.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. This Ho Chi Minh city trip is taking up my Saturdays!! Today, I woke up at 6(juz like normal sch days) cause we had to go for a cycling trip in pulau ubin, and we gotta visit the place again next sat for some beach cleaning thing... shit man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was quite fun! For once, I was the quiet emo boy on the bus jouney there.. haha Yup.. so for our cycling trip, we followed this guy called Mr Tan, who was formally a PE teacher from SR!! The 1st part of the trail was easy for me cos it was juz rocky roadside... but there was this part where we had to go to some black(or was it blue?) diamond route. This route required us to cycle on the grass.. I could managed tat, but after awhile, it was super tiring lah! Even I had to result to getting off my bike n pushing it to the top.=P The part where we went down was more enjoyable=) (I really pity 2 of my trip mates who were on the double bike...hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat, we did some 'hiking' to the highest point of ubin n there was this damn beautiful view of a blue ?lake? (abit like wad u see on advertisements promoting australia) haha.. did not noe that there was such a place in SG other than kallang river(which is also super clean mainly cos it runs thought SA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back to return our bikes our teacher in charge gave us a coconut as treat=) Waa... this is where the stupid part comes in.. I was not thirsty at all, but felt juz felt like...err... doing something besides talking.. so went to this old shop to buy energy drink. the uncle was not there, but I called him like 3 or 4 times before he came out n told me e drink cost $3. $3 U KNOW!! tat cost as much as my lunch!! But felt paisei to put e drink back, so gave 3 bucks to him...=( still feeling my heart tear man!&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was drinking, a damn stupid insect flew n bit my lips! walao! The fact tat I allow girls to kiss me does not mean tat insects are allowed too!=P damn pain u noe! I had to use the coldness of my drink bottle to numb it.. so was walking back with the bottle to my lips..=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Teachers,u did not collect the $7 which u all asked us to bring for the rental of bicycles...errr... can I take it as another treat from u?=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8020954196788306563?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8020954196788306563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8020954196788306563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8020954196788306563'/><link rel='self' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5667232475729191079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5667232475729191079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5667232475729191079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5667232475729191079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-7054904918252972898</id><published>2009-08-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:52:34.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe I can fly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Ytd was WILL RUN!! The girls were surprisingly good runners man! Most of them did not really stop throughout the entire 10km.. Yea ok... I admit that I walked for like 3 rounds during my run.. It was freaking tiring lah.. and I had like chestpain and all that shit which I nv felt it before.. well, thought my no tag 220 was a lucky number.. haha in the end juz managed to run 16km or so... But I have to comment on the gilrs in my class man... They were unbelievable... GIRLS POWER man...haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Maybe girls have a stronger will power than guys? Idk...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, finally managed to find some time to watch harry potter at bishan... The movie was not bad..but it seems to be rush... haizz.&lt;br /&gt;ok.. I should go n study for tmr's econs test alr=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-7054904918252972898?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7054904918252972898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=7054904918252972898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7054904918252972898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/7054904918252972898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-believe-i-can-fly.html' title='I believe I can fly...'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1345330657437924391</id><published>2009-07-31T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:32:26.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding in the corner, to avoid trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have been super busy and too lazy to update this blog. &lt;/span&gt;Finally, I have abit of time today! Tomorrow is WILL RUN in my sch, where we are required to run at least 10km.. Heck.. There is this guy from runners club who clocked 19km..shit! Now I've to aim to get 20kmin order to beat him(which is completely possible)!! The sch is crazy man.. with the WILL RUN on sat and all, they still wanna give us an econs test on mon, and hist quiz on tues.. siao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Lets get to the main point. This week is a fucking crazy week man! For the 1st time, I kenna shit from so many girls this week man! They all seem to be emo-ing at the same time!! WTF! I'm scared! hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its better to juz stick with guys for now to prevent more shit scoldings from girls! I'm not their bloody moving target board/ punching bag man... Maybe I've been too gentleman, and ppl make use of this to bully u... Gotta become the SA boy soon./..So that no1 will dare to try n be funny with me man!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wesley, if u are using pw's time to read this, plz go back to your work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as some1 told me today:" Girls are like the weather. everchanging"&lt;br /&gt;But I think it is only towards  me lah... but I dun really care lah... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1345330657437924391?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1345330657437924391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1345330657437924391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1345330657437924391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1345330657437924391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiding-in-corner-to-avoid-trouble.html' title='Hiding in the corner, to avoid trouble'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4265404028517760395</id><published>2009-07-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:28:02.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been doing many quizes now adays... so this is 1 of them=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;Check it out: http://www.eclecticenergies.com/enneagram/test.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Enneagram Type 3 - The Achiever&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Focused on the presentation of success, to attain validation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eclecticenergies.com/enneagram/images/enneatype3.gif" class="eimg" alt="Enneagram type 3 - the Achiever" width="253" height="161" /&gt;People of this personality type need to be validated in order to feel worthy; they pursue success and want to be admired. They are frequently hard working, competetive and are highly focused in the pursuit of their goals, whether their goal is to be the most successful salesman in the company or the "sexiest" woman in their social circle. They are often "self-made" and usually find some area in which they can excel and thus find the external approbation which they so desperately need. Threes are socially competent, often extroverted, and sometimes charismatic. They know how to present themselves, are self-confident, practical, and driven. Threes have a lot of energy and often seem to embody a kind of zest for life that others find contagious. They are good networkers who know how to rise through the ranks. But, while Threes do tend to succeed in whatever realm they focus their energies, they are often secretly afraid of being or becoming "losers."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Threes can sometimes find intimacy difficult. Their need to be validated for their image often hides a deep sense of shame about who they really are, a shame they unconsciously fear will be unmasked if another gets too close. Threes are often generous and likable, but are difficult to really know. When unhealthy, their narcissism takes an ugly turn and they can become cold blooded and ruthless in the pursuit of their goals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because it is central to the type Three fixation to require external validation, Threes often, consciously and unconsciously, attempt to embody the image of success that is promoted by their culture. Threes get in trouble when they confuse true happiness, which depends on inner states, with the image of happiness which society has promoted. If a Three has a "good" job and an "attractive" mate, she might be willing, through an act of self-deception which is also self-betrayal, to ignore the inner promptings which tell her that neither her job, nor her mate are fulfilling her deeper needs. Even the most "successful" Threes, who generally appear quite happy, often hide a deeply felt sense of meaninglessness. The attainment of the image never quite satisfies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Threes can sometimes mistype themselves when they mistake the more superficial features of their personalities as indicators of their type. So, for instance, an intellectual Three might mistype as a &lt;a href="http://www.eclecticenergies.com/enneagram/type5.php"&gt;Five&lt;/a&gt;; a Three who is devoted to her role as mother might think she is a &lt;a href="http://www.eclecticenergies.com/enneagram/type2.php"&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt;; a Three in a leadership  position might mistype as an &lt;a href="http://www.eclecticenergies.com/enneagram/type8.php"&gt;Eight&lt;/a&gt; and so on. Regardless of the manifestation however, the core of the type Three fixation is the deep need for external validation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4265404028517760395?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4265404028517760395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4265404028517760395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4265404028517760395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4265404028517760395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-doing-many-quizes-now-adays.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8606556436004296561</id><published>2009-07-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:53:25.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bloody Blog!! I can't upload pictures!!! stupid blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8606556436004296561?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8606556436004296561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8606556436004296561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8606556436004296561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8606556436004296561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bloody-blog-i-cant-upload-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1350977426800245500</id><published>2009-07-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:52:22.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch transformers ytd too with cow, bun, ham and pig. We were at toa.p, and cos the bun had to go home early, we decided to catch the 7.20 show. But that bun was late n thus we missed the slot n had to wait 4 the next 1 at 8.30. He said it was too late 4 him as he is afraid his mom would scold or something, so we went to bishan which was fully booked at the 7 something time slot. So we headed to AMK. There, both the 8 n 8.20 slots were booked, after much 'argument', we decided to go back to toa.p to catch the 8.30 slot. We ended up going in without eating our dinner, and the whole stupid 'touring around SG' thing brought my ez-link card value from $5something to around $2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PoPcorn there sux, wasted another $5.. Th movie was quite nice lah.. except that it was too long, and during some fighting scenes, I could not tell which stupid robot was good/bad. (I was like.. y the hell are the army shooting the good robots? hahaha jk lah)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, although I noe which was good n bad, they should like put a sign behind each robot stating 'I'm good' or 'I'm bad' for children. L0L! Cos I forgot the name of both parties...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended at like 11? so we ate at Mos Burger which was 1 of the only places which was still opened.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShIt! Still got lots of HW!!! T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1350977426800245500?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1350977426800245500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1350977426800245500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1350977426800245500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1350977426800245500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-watch-transformers-ytd-too-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5218985904455848092</id><published>2009-07-04T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:33:22.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a damn long day.. although I had lots of HW, but I still went out..hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it started from my maths tuition. Wasei! For the entire 2hrs, I only did like 2 Qs! I'll tell u y. Firstly, when I stepped into class, usually my tuition teacher would ask his students "wad do u wanna cover today?" But he did not ask me as usual. Ok.. nvm. I was stoning for like 1/2 hr be4 I finally attempted to do a 'listing' problem, but did not noe how to operate the damn GC. So I asked my teacher lah.. He was like.. "hold on ah.. ZL.. I will come to u" instead, he went to every1 asking them if they have any problems with their work.. n even sat down to explain to some of them. Wth man.. I ASKED 1ST!!! So after like 1hr then he came to teach me. But tats not the funny part. Cos my mom asked me to hand $25 that my cousin owed my teacher to him. So when I passed the money to him, he was damn funny lah!! He took the money, straight away slot it in his pocket while slowly walking away. But while he was walking, he said:" Hey ZL.. tell your mother dun need lah..(dun need to pay him back)"&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. HuH?!?! The money is in your pocket alr.. U noe, I accept return of money=) I mean.. at least pretend to push the money back to me, and I pretend to push it back to him saying:"nono.. Plz accept the money.. this is wad we owed u.."(yea.. like I will do that n push the money back to him.. if he handed the money back to me, it would go straight into my wallet as 'xtra allowance'=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plz dun call me bu yao lian, cos every1 of u would do the same thing. It is called respecting wad your elders give back to u. wadever lah..hahaha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5218985904455848092?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5218985904455848092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5218985904455848092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5218985904455848092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5218985904455848092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-damn-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1894621909148734227</id><published>2009-07-03T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:19:07.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accuate?</title><content type='html'>Took a quiz on desiree's blog.. waa.. most of it is so untrue!! hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U tell me if it is true..haha&lt;br /&gt;can try it too: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1894621909148734227?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1894621909148734227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1894621909148734227' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1894621909148734227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1894621909148734227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/accuate.html' title='Accuate?'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5786524286720542715</id><published>2009-06-29T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:46:16.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Each time we fall, we must come out stronger and more determined</title><content type='html'>Well. 1st day of school..&lt;br /&gt;Nurul asked me to meet at 6.40am in sch to help out at the AYG torch relay. In the end, the thing started at like 7.40. damn it man! wated my time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day went as I thought it would.. getting back my 1st 'U' for geog which was lucky number 1, was kind of a shock. Geog was the only subject tat I felt the most hopeful of though I only studied half of wad I was supposed to cover be4 the exam. Well, wad can I say? Still waiting to get back my many other 'U's. I thought I would be ok with it, as I should be used to it after failing all my exams in sec 3 n 4. But this time it was some how different. I actually felt... SAD!! Difficult to explain y though... haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wun wanna repeat!! If this carries on, I m afraid it would be the case. MUST START STUDYING NOW!! Cannot be like now where my overall rank points would be below 10..(u need 35 pts to promote) yea.. I would truely be happy if my current result was reflected in my 0's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangeDBoY (words of wisdom):"Every step we take in our lives,it carries the &lt;br /&gt;                              potential risk of falling and failing. It is through &lt;br /&gt;                              these falls and failures that we learn. These small &lt;br /&gt;                              slip-ups do not break us, but instead, we pick &lt;br /&gt;                              ourselves up and come out of it stronger and more &lt;br /&gt;                              determined than before to succeed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5786524286720542715?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5786524286720542715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5786524286720542715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5786524286720542715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5786524286720542715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/each-time-we-fall-we-must-come-out.html' title='Each time we fall, we must come out stronger and more determined'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6456161306064813801</id><published>2009-06-21T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T05:22:56.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy, before it comes to an End</title><content type='html'>Was sleeping peacefully today when I had a phone call to play soccer at the street soccer court below my house.. So met up with Jitesh, paarthebun, ming ze and victor.&lt;br /&gt;Jitesh jus came back from London and we were like asking him all sorts of Qs about life there... ANYWAY, as expected, he kicked his own ball into the kennel so 1 ball lost. Lucky paarthebun brought xtra ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. cut all the crap and go lets go straight to the main topic! We were playing like damn long with other teams there. so when we lost, and had to wait 4 our turn to play again( teams take turns to play, winner in loser out), we went to a shop damn far away to get a drink cos the shop nearest to the court was closed..err.. due to Father's Day?&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so we were chatting while drinking there 4 quite a long time, before finally deciding not to go back n play. AND the interesting part comes. We remembered that we left our ball in the court. As we thought the people there would still be playing, we slowly walked back. once back, fuck it man! They were all gone. All 10 over of them!&lt;br /&gt;Paarthebun still calmly said that:'relax! I dun think they are the type who would take our ball"&lt;br /&gt;Victor:" If the ball is still in the court I would chop of my balls man!"&lt;br /&gt;So as owners of the ball, me and parthebun went to search. Truely, the ball was gone...GONE.. G.O.N.E!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF man! These dishonest people! How much can a ball cost? Our ball is the good quality type somemore!(Although it was bought in a sale..hehe) Should noe how impt the ball was to us! haiz..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a police report on a missing ball as the station was juz there.. Stupid police sit there nv notice that the ball was carried home bya different person hu carried it here.. Oops.. shit.. okok.. sorry! The police are very vigilant, juz that err..they are also very kind to maybe allow err.. the person without a soccer to tkae ours? OK lah.. can't think of any excuses 4 the stupid policeman.. Juz dun sue/catch me can alr... plzzz..thx!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paarthebun:" Maybe they brought it to the 'lost and found' room?"&lt;br /&gt;(Fuck off was the answer 4 him)&lt;br /&gt;ok! We were thinking.. If we were in their shoes, and had a ball with its owner drinking happily somewhere over the rainbow, wad would we do?&lt;br /&gt;L0L.. WE ALL LAUGHED AT THE SAME TIME... cos we would definitely, most certainly take the freaking ball home too..HAHA.. so can't really blame them. It was juz our luck!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6456161306064813801?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6456161306064813801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6456161306064813801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6456161306064813801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6456161306064813801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoy-before-it-comes-to-end.html' title='Enjoy, before it comes to an End'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-9119339996308324138</id><published>2009-06-21T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T04:59:13.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immune</title><content type='html'>Went church today after like err... afew months of absence? haha=(&lt;br /&gt;Well, the church had some temperature recording station at the entrance. Plus wth man.. they considered me as a 'non-member' since I am yet to be baptized, hence was forced to fill up xtra particulars.. haizz.. ppl from chinese session.. Dare to consider me,a 10+ yr veteran in the church,...a 'NON MEMBER'?!?! Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. My cell group had surprisingly few people, so my teacher told me that during our teens and youth camp in last week, apparently a girl got infected with the H1N1 virus and every1 who went had to be quarantined. (4 those slow thinkers, yes. I did not go 4 the camp=)) M,y friend even said that it was on the news. Dunno how true is that..haha (WoW! My church is getting more famous!=))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Saw something at the nasi lemak stall which I was supposed to have lunch at.. still thinking of it, But cannot say here.. cos my sis has access to my blog... all these will be private=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-9119339996308324138?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9119339996308324138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=9119339996308324138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/9119339996308324138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/9119339996308324138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/immune.html' title='Immune'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8717595226416616294</id><published>2009-06-18T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:32:21.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back in time (as an SA boy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sjp4ki5_MfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wyErfcxU2EY/s1600-h/ecp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sjp4ki5_MfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wyErfcxU2EY/s320/ecp+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348720076696531442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sjp4d95lcXI/AAAAAAAAAII/1cnEVLqX0Fk/s1600-h/ecp+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sjp4d95lcXI/AAAAAAAAAII/1cnEVLqX0Fk/s320/ecp+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348719963683516786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so fun but tiring man! haha&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I met up with Raphael n hong ming at kallang sea sports to kayak.. as usual, I was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyon's theory: 1. It is better later than not going at all.&lt;br /&gt;               2. It is better to make people wait for you than you waiting 4 others&lt;br /&gt;                  (This certainly does not imply to treatment towards girls or gfs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. when I arrived there, I was told that they juz arrived too, and that because Raphael does not have his 1 star kayaking badge, he can't kayak there as those kayaks were closed deck. In other words, they can capsize and sink or something if handled by... err.. beginners(noobs..hehe)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 thing about SA boys is that they have the common knowledge that the other SA boy will be late, so they will be later so as not to wait)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. continue. So we decided to call fabian (who was even later than me) but he did not answer.. was told he was gonna cycle to kallang sea sports club.. good luck mate=)So after many failed attempts, we decided to move on to Bedok Reservoir to kayak where beginners could kayak too. took the damn long journey there, and upon reaching there at 1, we were told by the guy-in-charge:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh we cannot let you rent now. It is lunch break for us till 2. I also have to eat, if not how to have the energy to entertain u all? come back at 2" &lt;br /&gt;He said this while smiling and in a joking fashion. So I smiled back and replied "sure we'll come back at 2.. hahaha" while inside me was like damn u man!&lt;br /&gt;So we slacked awhile, and upon getting the call from pak phi to go blading at ecp, we decided to go to TP for lunch be4 heading to ecp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! I know this post is kind of long but I gotta comment on this. On our way to TP, we saw this stupid grp of male dragon boaters. They were like walking around in a big grp with their shirts off showing SOME sighs of POTENTIAL 6-pack n muscles.Oh plz man! Shouldn't they follow my example? Even though I have wad they think they have(6-packs and all), I did not take off my shirt n show off rite? hehehe=P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. after meeting up with David, Jean and pak phi, we bladed, then went to Chomp Chomp(if its spelled like tat)for dinner. (we even 'argued' with some uncle over seats) ok.. following that went to some desert chop close by.. power pack lah their durian paste? haha (will update wads the place's name later=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8717595226416616294?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8717595226416616294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8717595226416616294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8717595226416616294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8717595226416616294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-back-in-time-as-sa-boy.html' title='Going back in time (as an SA boy)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Sjp4ki5_MfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wyErfcxU2EY/s72-c/ecp+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3964891382552052720</id><published>2009-06-16T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:57:49.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my world, perfection is possible=)</title><content type='html'>Realized tat my previous posts were kind of crap... yup.. I noe=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these 2 or 3 days have been staying at home. Pls dun say that I'm lazy, cos I TRIED to study.... but ended up studying only like 1/2 a page a day..(info goes in from 1 eye and comes out from the other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. time for the truth! Have been watching Mr fighting(the 5566 show rmb?) recently on internet.. Watching from the start to the end=) &lt;br /&gt;And when my dad needs to use the comp(which he always needs to), I will either watch tv, or put my hist lecture book infront of my n start playing my pokemon on my phone..hehe=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for the up coming school reopen(SUPER fast man! the holidays are ending!!!) cos I have a damn strong feeling that I'll be screwed by all my teacher 4 getting 'U'nbeatable for all their subjects... hahaha (OH! EXCEPT CHINESE!!=))&lt;br /&gt;yea.. the usual things.. calling parents..letter of warning..nagging from parents and teachers..++  HAIZZZZ....=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3964891382552052720?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3964891382552052720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3964891382552052720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3964891382552052720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3964891382552052720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-my-world-perfection-is-possible.html' title='In my world, perfection is possible=)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5722302462006510683</id><published>2009-06-10T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:01:53.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great power comes Great responsibility</title><content type='html'>Was out today with my secondary sch friends... Oh man! So long nv meet le! We went back to see teachers in sec sch 1st, but I was stupid enough to follow them to SA, cos I forgot it was a holiday in sec sch.. damn it! The sch was so quiet lah! anyway, after that we went macs to eat. when every1 ordered their meal, I went to order juz an ice-cream cos paarthebun told me he was going to eat at the KFC near the 'cage'(where we play soccer) Then when every1 were almost done with their food, I asked him again if we were going to eat at the KFC there. Guess wad? He said he ate at home alr.. and was going to the KFC there 4 dinner or something.. WTH!!! I faster rush to order my food while every1 watched me eat.&lt;br /&gt;So 12 of us went to cage to play soccer after that with my friend trying to make us camwhore with him cos he brought a cam along(been influenced by girls in his sch.. haizz)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this small boy who came into our cage area to buy a drink from a vending machine. He used a $2 note and somehow it got stuck inside! With no drink and no money back, the boy was like banging on the machine. I noe I would be damn Xtra if I went over to help, so was juz laughing inside me while that boy banged away. Finally, he decided to go back to the main counter in another room to ask 4 help. When he was gone, me n my friends went to the counter to check it out. See if we could get a free drink or not, since his $2 is still inside.. HAHAHA damn mean rite! I know.. thx=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to KFC to eat our dinner.. Was surprise to see constance's n des's BFF there.. Ordered the usual value box meal, which cost $7(leaving my wallet empty). Last time there was free refill of drinks there.. but this stupid KFC decided to renovate the place, and there was no more free refill available.. wth! I dun mind a dirty/old KFC with free refill, than a new 1 with no free refill... Call me cheapo, but the true cheapo is the stupid KCF!=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a big Macs rite opposite the entrance of KFC. When we finished our dinner and was going out, my friend asked "eh.. is there a Macs here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so I'm left with no money.. Supposed to study, but have not touched my book syet.. HOW?!?! haizzz=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5722302462006510683?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5722302462006510683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5722302462006510683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5722302462006510683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5722302462006510683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-power-comes-great-responsibility.html' title='Great power comes Great responsibility'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-3894639750219215339</id><published>2009-06-10T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:16:13.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scouts camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Si_QOf6m-SI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z3AYB3ebHP4/s1600-h/07062009147%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Si_QOf6m-SI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z3AYB3ebHP4/s320/07062009147%5B2%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720230216136994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from scouts camp in Serimbun Scouts Camp.. Oh man! It was not bad.. For the 1st time we, the year 1 ventures(you become a venture after graduating from scouts) were partly organizers for the camp! So cool!! We were allowed to sleep indoors while the scouts and primary school cub scouts had to sleep outside in tends! hahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were 5 of us there as the others could not make it. The 1st day juz when we stepped into the camp, we were asked to put up the stupid flag pole.. Although I forgot how to tie the knots required, we managed to pull through without the pole dropping..hehe After that, I thought we could at least rest and see how the scouts struggled to put up their tents, but our teacher asked us to choose 2 ppl and get ready to go out and 'do something'. Yup, so as usual, I thought it was interesting so I went. Guess wad?! They dropped us at the chua chu kang cemetery, gave us a hat, a compass,map of the place, and asked us to prepare 10 or more checkpoints all around the f**king big place. Oh man! we walked all around the place leaving poker cards around for the scouts to have their night 'treasure hunt' there! wow. we managed to finish 13 checkpoints inlike 3 hrs under the damn hot sun! &lt;br /&gt;(btw, dun pity the scouts cos they have to run around the cemetery ok! Cos we had to run around helping those hu thought they were lost n phoned us on the walkie)Some of them were really scared during the treasure hunt that night man! wth! nvm.. It is a good trainging 4 them=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was kind of crap too.. thought could enjoy while watching my juniors play station games like cawing in mud (plus I get to pour water on them while they crawl) BUT, we were again given a map, and asked to hack through the long grass, around a very long river at a place behind the campsite. After like 2 or 3 hrs of hacking, it started to rain. Crap! But we managed to pull through=) (the show 'man vs wild' taught me alot!) When it was the scouts' turn to go, they simply cut across the river! Cos they were supposed to follow my markings and walk 1 whole round around the river. But some ass saw my marking after like 10mins into their hike on the other side of the river, and decided to cross the river! Shit! The whole thing took us like 3 hours to complete but they juz threw it away by completing it 15-30 mins!! damn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back on the 2nd day cos had to do my EOM..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-3894639750219215339?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3894639750219215339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=3894639750219215339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3894639750219215339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/3894639750219215339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/scouts-camp.html' title='Scouts camp'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/Si_QOf6m-SI/AAAAAAAAAIA/z3AYB3ebHP4/s72-c/07062009147%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-8868594864505944053</id><published>2009-06-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:47:58.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Lyon Kong Zhao Loong??</title><content type='html'>Do I have the kind of friendly and kind face or something?? I have been trying a test on some people recently. Firstly, I say that I m going to treat them, then I 'hint' to them that there isn't such thing as a free lunch and make them think I have a hidden motive. Following that, I will ask them to reconsider accepting my treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tested it on des and constance. Walao! They both chose to continue n accept my treat even though they were suspicious!! ShiT!! This turned out to be an expensive test man....=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-8868594864505944053?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8868594864505944053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=8868594864505944053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8868594864505944053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/8868594864505944053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/friendly-lyon-kong-zhao-loong.html' title='Friendly Lyon Kong Zhao Loong??'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5639765649742658520</id><published>2009-05-27T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:30:57.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the holidays have started! I think..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,just realized that I'm growing fatter!! ok I noe that boys should not be afraid of being fat haha.. Well I m not.. just that I'm sad not to get the 6-pack that I promised to train 4.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays have not been my usual holiday that I am used to(I really got no idea y) &lt;br /&gt;But PW work is killing me man... I thought there are not gonna be any more individual work, but to my HORROR, there are more individual work to come! Thought I could like leave the work of listening in class to my grp leader, but DAMN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sch's laptops!&lt;br /&gt;Wahsei! Budget until dunno how to describe man... click a start button (on the bottom left of your screen u retard! hehe=P) also have to wait damn long... N when u get to click on the internet, u can go 4 lunch and come back 1hr later just to wait another 5-10 mins before the stupid comp tells u that " Operation failed because you do not have permission to enter so and so..." OR " Error loading page" when the damn internet cable is already plugged in! Y dun I have access to the INTERNET?? Wad is the laptop 4 if I can't go internet?! Play minesweeper or pinball hah?? Usually for an essay, u gotta have some qualifying point/balancing point (actually I'm not that sure wads that either..) But I can't think of any right now (or will never think of any cos there simply isn't any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. enough of talking... if not u may not see me in the school when term 3 starts=)&lt;br /&gt;GooD LucK to all those taking 0'lvl chinese oral!=) &lt;br /&gt;It is super easy... If a person like me can score a Distinction for it, nothing is impossible=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5639765649742658520?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5639765649742658520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5639765649742658520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5639765649742658520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5639765649742658520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-holidays-have-started-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1476900341947491571</id><published>2009-05-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:29:03.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read desiree's blog..&lt;br /&gt;She wrote:" At least I understood what Ying Tao is ok! Peach right? (: The passage was on peach trees." (about the chinese mid yr passage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit! Really meh? Throughout the entire paper, I thought the stupid ying tao shu was a jambu tree...zZzZ If desiree only knows the meaning of ying tao throughout the whole passage, n I got it wrong..............Does that mean that I did not understand anything about the passage since my standard is worst than hers?!?! Damn. hehe=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my old friend, Tian Xiang Dong (Tian XD, my chinese teacher hu doesn't like me) sees this, he will freaking FAINT on the spot!! hahaha.. his chinese rep who does not know wad ying tao is.. But hey! NoN of the compre Qs asked what ying tao is ok... so No Worries!!!!=))&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;Anyway, y muz he talk about ying tao in the passage when he can use a easier alternative fruits like ping guo (apple) or xi gua (watermelon) that every1 including me know what it means???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1476900341947491571?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1476900341947491571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1476900341947491571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1476900341947491571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1476900341947491571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-read-desirees-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6133211777277316375</id><published>2009-05-23T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:30:28.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DAYS AFTER MID-YR=)</title><content type='html'>Went back to my 2nd home (SA) today to hear more about what happened to my poor scouts store room that has been burnt down by an unknown cause(civil defense or something still investigating e cause.It was really bad man! So sorry..got restricted from putting up pics, but the entire place was just charred. All our new scout equipments were all gone, and the best thing is that our annual scouts camp is coming up!!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to play lan later and after that, we headed to Bugis to buy stuff!=)&lt;br /&gt;The new shopping center there was so cool!!(Although it is still quite empty..haha)&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there... The stupid place had this big picture of a damn delicious pork chop looking meal.. so I ordered it of course! Forgot to read that it was pork RIBS!!! Damn. Had to eat like a bloody carnivore with girls all around our table(usually, I would be eating like a true gentleman...cultured guy)!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blur me!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgYcmCoDQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pWucoutb_Ss/s1600-h/23052009096%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgYcmCoDQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pWucoutb_Ss/s320/23052009096%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339044237774687490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgY7VGGNjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3mcHMtc8_tM/s1600-h/23052009097%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgY7VGGNjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3mcHMtc8_tM/s320/23052009097%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339044765801788978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgZSYO15xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/juIQgAlhK8M/s1600-h/23052009098%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgZSYO15xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/juIQgAlhK8M/s320/23052009098%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339045161780766482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgaptOR4OI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8uWToSIOnoc/s1600-h/23052009099%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgaptOR4OI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8uWToSIOnoc/s320/23052009099%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339046662064169186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6133211777277316375?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6133211777277316375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6133211777277316375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6133211777277316375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6133211777277316375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-back-to-my-2nd-home-sa-today-to.html' title='HAPPY DAYS AFTER MID-YR=)'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/ShgYcmCoDQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pWucoutb_Ss/s72-c/23052009096%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2736853456598159071</id><published>2009-05-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:31:55.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Into my last day of my exam...GEOG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrific, but at the same time terrible!&lt;br /&gt;Know I'm gonna do damn badly for all my subjects..&lt;br /&gt;Today's hist paper was an example. Most of them wrote 2 essays in like 5 sheets of paper(45mins for 1 Q).&lt;br /&gt;Although I was writing like mad, &lt;br /&gt;and only stopped to think for a few times,&lt;br /&gt;I only managed 3 sheets!! &lt;br /&gt;Does it mean I'm not just not cut out to compete with JC ppl?&lt;br /&gt;I dun noe man..&lt;br /&gt;But now have to look forward to celebrations after exams and.....BACK TO WORK!! 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-4714486299122914228</id><published>2009-05-09T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:36:42.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ChangeDBoY says:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SgYksi-4jKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V_bg0A3z2ts/s1600-h/relax+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SgYksi-4jKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V_bg0A3z2ts/s320/relax+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333991156390333602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To those out there who are currently feeling stress and feel as if you cannot cope with the pressure anymore,Don't worry!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are stressed up over your coming 0'lvls or your JC mid-yr, don't forget...There are people out there going through the same thing as you!=)&lt;br /&gt;If our seniors could pull through it, we WOULD be able to do so too!&lt;br /&gt;Just hang in there.. put alittle more effort.. DON'T try to avoid the problem.. and all the best to everyone.. You may not know it, but there are people who are quietly supporting you through this as they know how you feel.. ChangeDBoY cares...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANG IN THERE...DON'T GIVE UP!!!=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One step at a time, and you will get there. Lets do it together!=)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-4714486299122914228?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4714486299122914228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=4714486299122914228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4714486299122914228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/4714486299122914228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/changedboy-says.html' title='ChangeDBoY says:'/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SgYksi-4jKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/V_bg0A3z2ts/s72-c/relax+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-6115419130833291959</id><published>2009-05-01T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:41:36.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Year is coming!!!!=(</title><content type='html'>Life is crazy man!&lt;br /&gt;My tutor wants the whole class to stay back every tue and thurs for 2 1/2 hours after sch to study leh!! crap! sch ends at like 3.30 leh.. I will be going home round 7 counting traveling time? crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore now got to rush 3 projects.. 3.. 3 leh!! My own stupid PI, my part of the group work, and chinese.. CHINESE!! wth!!! Chinese need to do powerpoint presentation 4 wad?!?! Wasting my time lah....gotta study for exams too... haizz..&lt;br /&gt;shit man.. trying to control myself.. when I'm stress, I will tend to write/say lame stuff.. Call me childish... i dun really care now=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-6115419130833291959?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6115419130833291959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=6115419130833291959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6115419130833291959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/6115419130833291959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-year-is-coming.html' title='Mid Year is coming!!!!=('/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-1577287826053257194</id><published>2009-05-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:05:29.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAA!!!! sian&lt;br /&gt;JC life sux man... today met up with 2 groups of friends to play soccer, then rushed to meet up with the other group to watch X man!=) YUP! busy mannn... (actually wanted to study but came back at night so... hahaha)Anyway, I heard many stories in poly man! Seems so fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I dunnoe y suddenly my classmates say that I m going poly.. wth man.. now even the teacher believe lah! haizzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-1577287826053257194?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1577287826053257194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=1577287826053257194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1577287826053257194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/1577287826053257194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/waa-sian-jc-life-sux-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-5998771334550808734</id><published>2009-04-28T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:30:38.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ShiT man! I think I got mood swing or something.. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;was damn happy today n suddenly felt super irritated towards the end of the day.. maybe it is the fact that exams are 3 weeks away, n I DUN NOE A SHIT ABOUT ALL MY SUBJECTS!!! Or is it juz becos my PI have to be finalized by next week, n my stupid PI is still with far faR FAR away from it when all of my classmates are finishing le.. bloody stressful man!! AHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 1 thing that makes me happy is that I noe more n more of my classmates starting not to like me alr.. (n of course I also starting not to like alot of them lah) hehe!=P&lt;br /&gt;U can call me crazy, but I dun really give a damn about hu likes me as a person or not.. As I always say, I do not live for others, so y let their opinions of u change hu u r?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely going to fail mid yr...haizz... stupid JC! oh yea.. Juz some random stuff, I would love love LOVE to have the power to read a person's mind man!! I m dying to noe wad some of my classmates are thinking man... I wish I could also scold a girl back lah! I think I cannot really bring myself to scolding girls..or is it juz her?=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-5998771334550808734?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5998771334550808734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=5998771334550808734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5998771334550808734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/5998771334550808734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-man-i-think-i-got-mood-swing-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388153507210399615.post-2010808468031096535</id><published>2009-04-21T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:48:34.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it man! I feel that I am like a totally changed person since I entered JC..&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is surrounded by only lecture books, tutorial datelines, Project work,and back to back to back to back tests every single week!!! All these are now adding on to the already stressed up mind of mine together with some other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man!! I think I m missing the days where we got together after school for lan sessions, soccer games, ponning of lessons, behaving as we want in an all boys school, and the fights which break out constantly.. Although we had no girls, but I'm starting to feel that getting away from girls for a time being is not a bad thing after all!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days where we failed tests freely are over... Looking 4ward to meeting up with secondary school friends where I can revert back to my old self for a short period of time...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh... good luck for those starting poly!! I think u all made a right choice=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/388153507210399615-2010808468031096535?l=changedboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2010808468031096535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=388153507210399615&amp;postID=2010808468031096535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2010808468031096535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388153507210399615/posts/default/2010808468031096535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changedboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-it-man-i-feel-that-i-am-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01701884613762781024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WATYUb7tszQ/SfbmIHnqiSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zIe5ZF4cy4g/S220/04012009+(Lyon).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
