<?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-13810003</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:20:16.676+08:00</updated><category term='fun'/><category term='early'/><category term='late'/><category term='tired'/><category term='life'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Link me if you want to...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2441495575404102020</id><published>2009-09-11T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:18:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not a tribute</title><content type='html'>so school's been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new environment, new things to learn, new friends to meet.. yeahh, it's been pretty exciting, i dare say. yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the bigger highlights would be that i joined the CSS. that would be the Catholic Students Society. yah, and i joined the comm for Music Ministry! yay, fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh, made quite a fair bit of new friends and all... and i still keep meeting new ppl every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school work's been hectic. tutorials are mostly doable, the remaining few being perfectly impossible to do. then there's the crazy long lab days as well. it's all just so very tiring.. but i love it all the same. somehow, i'm kinda more driven than usual to actually work (strange phenomenon, i know) =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah another thing, i'm also currently attending the CLP (Christian Life/Living(?) Program) of cfc, and yea after the whole thing i'll be hopefully part of the Singles for Christ community(graduate from YFC already T.T) haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, that's pretty much what's new and exciting for me. laters! @)-,--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2441495575404102020?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2441495575404102020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2441495575404102020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2441495575404102020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2441495575404102020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-not-tribute.html' title='this is not a tribute'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-7676486424881119702</id><published>2009-07-28T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:32:15.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>matric fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so matriculation fair was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a hell lot of queuing. and queuing. and queuing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;oh and carrying those heavy goodie bags..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what fun.. (i mean seriously, not sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've an NUS student card now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;complete with retarded looking mugshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-7676486424881119702?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/7676486424881119702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=7676486424881119702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7676486424881119702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7676486424881119702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/matric-fair.html' title='matric fair'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3731353013658034717</id><published>2009-07-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:07:59.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>of tiredness</title><content type='html'>the past few days have been tiring. been sleeping late then waking up early the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;and apart from that, the days themselves had actually been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as i've promised myself, i'll try to avoid going blow by blow too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. wednesday was choir prac in the evening which ended late. then thursday's more or less whole day university welcome speeches and briefings and what. then friday, the "around singapore" mrt trip because of various stuff i needed to go to and all... weekdays were really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and then there was the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i attended the Discovery Camp. well, part one of it that is.. but not before i needed to hunt for a somewhat elusive immigration stamp and all.. so yah, eventually came late (a bit) for the Discovery Camp and yah. it was fun i guess. especially workshops and all. and ended up home rather late. it was really tiring but fun nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but wait.. there's more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sunday (today) went with some YFCs to conduct the youth camp training for the JB youth camp this august. yah... woke up early, went over to JB, had training (i was team lead O.O), then yah.. it was fun i guess.. serving, leading the team, listening to the talks and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT! it's! all! just! so! TIRING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... and now you should wonder.. why am i not sleeping yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, these busy days now, it really got me thinking, especially while listening to the talks from the Discovery Camp and from the camp training earlier and all. thinking about alot of different stuff and whatnot... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;like how i think i'm beginning to fall so badly again.. baaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and writing all these down really helps me to consolidate the thinking more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's why i'm still blogging..&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;and that's why i'm stopping now.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3731353013658034717?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3731353013658034717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3731353013658034717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3731353013658034717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3731353013658034717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-tiredness.html' title='of tiredness'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3819004678853978236</id><published>2009-07-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:30:54.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>lecture me silly</title><content type='html'>first time i really felt like a university student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote a poem during the dean's welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3819004678853978236?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3819004678853978236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3819004678853978236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3819004678853978236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3819004678853978236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/lecture-me-silly.html' title='lecture me silly'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-4074984125948793591</id><published>2009-07-22T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:15:52.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>5am... almost.</title><content type='html'>i love blogging late at night/early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;great, now it's you not her... no improvement at all on my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silent save for the sound of the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry i had to fall for you... stupid on my part i know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, bliss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;@)-,--  baaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me think more... even though less clearly at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-4074984125948793591?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/4074984125948793591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=4074984125948793591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4074984125948793591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4074984125948793591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/5am-almost.html' title='5am... almost.'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-5161373937279483227</id><published>2009-07-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:29:52.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>huh..</title><content type='html'>..why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel like i know you so well, yet you're such a stranger to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no really, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-5161373937279483227?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/5161373937279483227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=5161373937279483227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5161373937279483227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5161373937279483227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/huh.html' title='huh..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-5915280051680936066</id><published>2009-07-13T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:37:39.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>under-productive</title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;see today is just so boring so i'm forced to go back to talking about yesterday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem* where was i?&lt;br /&gt;oh right, yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun. it was sunday so yeah, as usual, i had at least two things to be at and had to pick one only. well, this time i didn't really have much of a choice, seeing as to how i was supposed to give a talk for the YFC PA.. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to mentally prepare myself for the talk. then left house to go for 10.15 mass... attended mass, then met some ppl to tell them i couldn't go for the sunday session thing for Project J, and off i was to the PA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the way, met the Villanuevas and bus-ed with them to CAEC. then once there, continued to prepare myself for and stuff. easily an hour later, ppl started coming then had to set up then more ppl started coming, then PA started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;~PrayerAssembly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the PA.... oh wait, right, i gave a talk on the PA. "Stairway to Heaven". was about holiness and what not. was fun lah i guess, even though i've never really liked public speaking, giving talks and what not (only my second YFC talk ever).&lt;br /&gt;then yah.. after that, we all practically hung out and stoned at CAEC until what time, until the ppl who went for mass came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we all went to go and eat dinner. the plan was to go to ChompChomp, some eatery at serangoon gardens there. BUT the place ah.. was bloody crowded i tell you. so in the end, we went to like opposite the road to eat. at some place there that had Astons. was nice &lt;em&gt;lah,&lt;/em&gt; i guess. then went home after that, and that was the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mark and me ordered and paid for some chicken thing, but we got a more expensive fish set... value for you money eh... hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm here, monday, stoning at home...&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.. life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't you ever notice my ever yearning eyes for you... @)-,--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-5915280051680936066?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/5915280051680936066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=5915280051680936066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5915280051680936066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5915280051680936066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/under-productive.html' title='under-productive'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3200128461360030827</id><published>2009-07-08T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:56:54.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>yes</title><content type='html'>okay now really... i planned to blog a one liner... i forgot what i wanted to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay moment over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3200128461360030827?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3200128461360030827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3200128461360030827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3200128461360030827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3200128461360030827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes.html' title='yes'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-7463354617023413213</id><published>2009-07-07T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:36:16.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>yes, i'm always confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never mind that..&lt;br /&gt;today was fine. fun actually. went out for a random movie, then meeting about camp stuff (but mostly just really catching up and talking about random stuff), then went to pass some brochures, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it looks rather weird, the series of events, i feel rather accomplished today *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well...&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for some medical check up at NUS tmr. some med check up required for all freshies.&lt;br /&gt;... oh, and did i mention i was accepted into NUS? ehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baaa @)-,--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-7463354617023413213?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/7463354617023413213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=7463354617023413213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7463354617023413213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7463354617023413213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2241830928737144594</id><published>2009-06-30T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:06:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen</title><content type='html'>it's surprising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprising how i can get myself so confused about everything all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprising and annoying =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2241830928737144594?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2241830928737144594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2241830928737144594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2241830928737144594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2241830928737144594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/06/stolen.html' title='stolen'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-6157992643054364719</id><published>2009-06-29T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:43:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fickle minded</title><content type='html'>okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i said i'd stop that last time but... i'm just not one to do that i guess =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright on to blogging. so i've been on holiday, what's new? it's been holiday for me for so long now... i've basically tasted what it's like to be unemployed for over 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;and the conclusion? I'd rather be back to studying any time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, been busy with random stuff lately.. what with being active for project J and YFC. and Agape choir to boot (though i've been absent for over two weeks for that now...). yeah, life's fun for me i guess. but yeah, it gets boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand it how i'm so sure when i give advice to others yet i can't really live my life properly myself. okay random thought but, yeahh it's just that i really can't do that. it's like, i find myself ridiculous when i give advice, but at the same time people who i give advice to constantly say i really helped. so yeah, i'm annoyed basically. not annoyed with life but annoyed with myself at how i handle it. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay rant over.&lt;br /&gt;ahh well, i guess i just really needed somewhere to put that other than leaveing it in my head to fester. alright, i'm off to kick some ninja or zombie butt! (depends on which game i play later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. peace out. @)-,--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-6157992643054364719?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/6157992643054364719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=6157992643054364719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/6157992643054364719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/6157992643054364719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2009/06/fickle-minded.html' title='fickle minded'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-4759480282970786088</id><published>2008-12-20T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:26:06.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postings!</title><content type='html'>yay! today is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just another everyday lahh.&lt;br /&gt;wake up early for cleaning the house&lt;br /&gt;then prepare for bro's christmas gathering thing with his office mates later&lt;br /&gt;then the gathering itself&lt;br /&gt;then go out to go to the simbang gabi&lt;br /&gt;then get there super early, so end up joining the choir&lt;br /&gt;then sing for the mass, even though i'm the only one wearing blue (every guy was wearing maroon, Lol)&lt;br /&gt;then bother shane a bit after the mass.. heh&lt;br /&gt;then go home with family!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. tiring day..&lt;br /&gt;more or less fun lah. hahah. wheeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-4759480282970786088?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/4759480282970786088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=4759480282970786088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4759480282970786088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4759480282970786088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/12/postings.html' title='Postings!'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2607396808932801282</id><published>2008-12-19T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:02:13.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white</title><content type='html'>do you even know this blog exists... blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know, i hate it really, not being able to talk to you as easily as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;do you want it as it was last time? would you stil have me there by your side? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can't really be sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's been so long since we've had a 5am lah, woman. i can't stand it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please... if you do ever read this... talk to me, slap me, whack my arm, hold my hand... anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just so want to know if you'll still.... if you'd really still take me as you did then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just want things the way they were... can't i be at least that selfish?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want it to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2607396808932801282?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2607396808932801282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2607396808932801282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2607396808932801282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2607396808932801282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/12/white.html' title='white'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2438475245400990687</id><published>2008-10-30T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:17:31.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restart?</title><content type='html'>I know I've said this alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I never followed through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY this time will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and uhh, I have A'levels btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 papers to go!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2438475245400990687?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2438475245400990687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2438475245400990687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2438475245400990687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2438475245400990687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/10/restart.html' title='restart?'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-5076669481346853808</id><published>2008-06-12T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:53:12.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of worship and blessings</title><content type='html'>This will be a taglish blog post so... readers(if any), beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe.. Grabe talaga... ewan ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been interesting. I've ano, started mag serve ulit sa YFC. Starting from nung PA sa Bishan Park, yung outdoor. anyways ano, parang ewan.. parang di nga ako absent for half a year. as in napaka welcome pa din.. ang saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;plus i met... her.. and got her name... wahahahaha nvm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ganun, na inspire mag serve ulit, lalo na may Cross Culture from pinas. may youth camp training which was fun, even though ano ang kaunti namin na nag attend. Pati si tito Randy ata participant eh Lol.. ano refresher yun yung mga talk and all. hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well... this time got to talk to her Lol.. ganun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CC came, and Discovery camp. ang.. grabe even though ang short nya (2 days) sobrang saya. participants kami lahat kasi CC yung service team.. well... meron yung mga kami na parang half service team.. the oldies.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this time na halata na nya na ma crush ako sa kanya.. wahaha.. ganun... lalo na nung uwian na ata eh... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Discov camp, yung mga experience with the CCs. touring them around Singapore, recollection(which i was absent from), workshops, yung JB camp for others, farewell dinner.. all in all a fun experience talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;pero ano eh.. di naka-attend sya eh.. and i found out later kasi banned pala sya from YFC activities by her parents... for her grades?.. ganun.. haaayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... YOUTH CAMP... whee..&lt;br /&gt;it was.... a different experience? ewan ba.. this time I was pretty much full time na music min. ano.. masaya talaga lalo na for me kasi my passion talaga is music and to servethe Lord in music.. bliss. ano nga eh, i established a new way of prayer for myself. always na may worship song na kasama.. it's optimum for me kung baga... heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time experience pa(with Rico again, hahah) yung ano playing the baptism reflection songs and for the praisefest after (with tito Randy). grabe even though nagka cut na yung daliri ko go parin.. walang pagod. uplifting talaga... kudos to my other music min mates, Jamie for her wonderful voice, Rico and his lead guitaring, kuya Edmar for being kuya Edmar, and tito Randy for being our support talaga.. thank you for the wonderful experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yung mga nights, ibang experience altogether.. by this time ano, she knew na that i like her.. well.. first night nandoon pa yung pang-asar so.. ewan ba.. didn't really talk to her... pero yung second night.. umiyak kasi sya eh, because yung youth camp was to be her like last na YFC activity until further notice... so i came to comfort and all..... (and the other girls let me into the room?? apparently i won their vote o.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;long story short, we talked.. till 5 am.. and sent her to sleep... heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and we haven't seen each other since from youth camp kasi nga banned sya... hai.. miss her terribly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yun... love story ng buhay ko... &lt;s&gt;si Shane.. Shane de Mesa..&lt;/s&gt; =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ganun... ang.. saya?.. nang buhay ko ngayon... ganun.. i wanna serve more! hahaha.. affirmed yung faith eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LOVED-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-5076669481346853808?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/5076669481346853808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=5076669481346853808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5076669481346853808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/5076669481346853808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-worship-and-u.html' title='Of worship and blessings'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3907764169205967119</id><published>2008-05-22T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:29:47.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disenchanted</title><content type='html'>Life is... there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it's not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lack the words to explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disenchanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3907764169205967119?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3907764169205967119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3907764169205967119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3907764169205967119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3907764169205967119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/05/disenchanted.html' title='Disenchanted'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2888285468452879167</id><published>2008-05-19T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:10:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause i got lazy to think on what to post about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Abelardo Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2888285468452879167?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2888285468452879167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2888285468452879167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2888285468452879167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2888285468452879167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/05/cause-i-got-lazy-to-think-on-what-to.html' title='Cause i got lazy to think on what to post about...'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-7433841073921306563</id><published>2008-05-03T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:16:48.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank and white</title><content type='html'>to sum it all up, life is not what it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been interesting lately, especially with what's been happening with my class recently. funny thing is, I think it all started with an innocent blog post. then resentment over the undeniably overbearing 'gang'. and now there's 12C and 12C'. it's hilarious lah, in it's nonsensicallity... and I the class chairperson does what? hang out with ppl from other classes and watch as a third party observer of course! ahh life of the mean and useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. yeah, J2 life is pretty interesting. if you call it a 'Life' in the first place. extra lessons here and there. tons of work to be completed. me not doing any. it's seriously like sec4 in Anderson all over again... only we're wearing stupid sack cloths for uniforms now. huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, weather lately has been pretty much hellish. literally. temperatures are like up like mad and it's either freakin' dry of humid. what the heck is happening maaaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay side note... nvm... well... yeah can't really think of anything to blog on right now. seeing as to how i'm CCA-less officially (stepped down already), academically quite stable, and dry as a desert rock on relationships... yeah life is GOOD =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be all right now i guess... hope i blog again some time? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-7433841073921306563?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/7433841073921306563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=7433841073921306563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7433841073921306563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7433841073921306563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-and-white.html' title='blank and white'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-8905796678123345826</id><published>2008-04-28T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:28:22.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old</title><content type='html'>Hello world!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I know I haven't updated in like half a friggin year but hey, it's worth a try to start again eh. well,  lemme just blow some of that dust off and perhaps pick some of those cobwebs and i'll be on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, if you're wondering, yes, alot of things has happened in my life. It has been 6 months so that should be understandable. rest assured, the 'life'that I speak of, still as mundane as it can possibly get.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons are a bore, as usual, with more and more work being rushed to complete the bloody syllabus in time for revisions. School social life, ahh not so bad, considering I've made more ppl like me than hate me this year so... yeah it's going pretty well. Church, not too shabby. Now going around as the 'sound guy' for the choir and all. pretty cool stuff actually. Love life? pfft forget it. one thing I realised lately, I network too much and focus too little so... yeah commitment wise, I'm pretty much screwed for ANY relationship except perhaps polygamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't want me to go into detail about any of that for 6 months, that would be like genocide for brain cells due tro boredom or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that's pretty much life for me. sucks but hey, I'm alive and well, can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-8905796678123345826?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/8905796678123345826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=8905796678123345826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/8905796678123345826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/8905796678123345826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2008/04/old.html' title='old'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-1752396614450405732</id><published>2007-11-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:57:39.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember, remember...</title><content type='html'>5th of November..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Fawks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V for Vendetta.. damn I love that movie... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-1752396614450405732?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/1752396614450405732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=1752396614450405732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/1752396614450405732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/1752396614450405732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/11/remember-remember.html' title='Remember, remember...'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3522699891060201768</id><published>2007-09-26T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:52:09.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sit and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Does an angel contemplate my fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And do they know the places where we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we're grey and old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cos I've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That salvation lets their wings unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So when I'm lying in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thoughts running through my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I feel that love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that life won't break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come to call she won't forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm feeling weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my pain walks down a one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know I'll always be blessed with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as the feeling grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She breathes flesh to my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that life won't break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come to call she won't forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Angels - Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-course starting tml... GP paper... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wish I wasn't.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3522699891060201768?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3522699891060201768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3522699891060201768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3522699891060201768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3522699891060201768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/09/angels.html' title='Angels..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-8669465415424348193</id><published>2007-09-21T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:31:38.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>I just realised as I was looking through my past posts.&lt;br /&gt;This really is a &lt;strong&gt;'feelings'&lt;/strong&gt; blog of sorts...&lt;br /&gt;All my posts are on particular days that holds important milestones for me... or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh... &lt;em&gt;sappiness guide to my life&lt;/em&gt;.. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i mean to say is that this blog, right.. most of the posts are driven by strong emotions at the time they were posted. Like this one, for example, is when this realization (albeit stupid to some eyes) really hit me squarely. Just shows how emotional a person I am &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;... months with no posts, then suddenly a flurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sigh-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a wreck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life ain't all milk and cookies... especially if you're lactose intolerant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- almost happy birthday --&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-8669465415424348193?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/8669465415424348193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=8669465415424348193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/8669465415424348193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/8669465415424348193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/09/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-4282578840756486758</id><published>2007-09-20T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:59:22.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long and good night?</title><content type='html'>I came to post with good intention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanted to be friends, and then what happened. sigh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I think I'll just end up ranting so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tsk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-4282578840756486758?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/4282578840756486758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=4282578840756486758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4282578840756486758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4282578840756486758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-long-and-good-night.html' title='So long and good night?'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-4195207984798156413</id><published>2007-09-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:23:36.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect balance.</title><content type='html'>It's annoying in life when that time comes, when everything is just like that old playground see-saw with equal weights on both ends. It's when everything... as in really EVERYTHING.. is in limbo. Sure there are good stuff happening/that just happened but it's all balanced out by the bad. And that just sucks even more................. bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to happenings then.&lt;br /&gt;Today was my church's feast day. Was fun &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, being there to serve at the church as part of the choir. All in all a wonderful experience... apart from the fact that I had a blocked nose so... how I could sing really was something.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Met new people, made new friends, sang new songs, lost some faith, then gained some.. sigh... that's life I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And school. Right now, I'm having doubts about my decisions made this year actually. From day 1 of JAE, things had kinda been going south. I don't know but.. I haven't been comfortable in the school as before. BUT.... I don't really have a choice, do I? huh....&lt;br /&gt;I still like Innova though. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahh the beauty of the education system..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, Innova is having it's open house this saturday, 22nd Sept (my birthday.. huh...). If you're interested in joining the Innovioan family in the coming future, take this chance to learn more about the school!&lt;br /&gt;riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.. wahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm singing for my CCA there so.. go there to support? haha... like anyone still reads this blog anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... and that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;disabledradar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cupid's wrecking ball?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all just leaves much to be desired.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh don't wanna think anymore.. may end up getting depressed.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-4195207984798156413?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/4195207984798156413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=4195207984798156413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4195207984798156413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/4195207984798156413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/09/perfect-balance.html' title='perfect balance.'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-7867800363321135924</id><published>2007-05-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:36:29.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD STYLE="padding:5px; font-family:Verdana; font-size:x-small; border:solid #black 1px; color:black; background-color:#00ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ottava rima&lt;/b&gt;? Me? That can't be right!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Too frivolous? But tut, there's no such thing!&lt;br&gt;Let others ponder thoughts of wrong and right,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or sit and think how much they love the spring;&lt;br&gt;I'd rather spend my time in gleeful spite,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or maybe laugh, or maybe sit and sing.&lt;br&gt;Besides, it might be fun to be inspiring -&lt;br&gt;But surely it would get so very tiring.&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl"&gt;What Poetry Form Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-7867800363321135924?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/7867800363321135924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=7867800363321135924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7867800363321135924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/7867800363321135924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/05/poetry.html' title='Poetry?'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-1527735972388720879</id><published>2007-03-15T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:14:38.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>Late late late post</title><content type='html'>okay i know that this post is really REALLY late lah.. but sorry i'm not really your most diligent person here. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah alot has happened since the that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9points&lt;/span&gt; episode.&lt;br /&gt;now i've been posted to my JC, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Innova&lt;/span&gt; (surprise, surprise).&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; orientation&lt;/span&gt; as an &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OGL&lt;/span&gt; (sucked though)&lt;br /&gt;oh and I was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TITANS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ophion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made some new friends&lt;br /&gt;attended a&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; poetry slam&lt;/span&gt; and a performance thing&lt;br /&gt;got some admin ppl tell me they can't give me the subj combi I want =.=&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YFC SHOUT&lt;/span&gt; (leaders' training thing.. fun!)&lt;br /&gt;and gone through some bridging courses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah as you can see, ALOT of things happened... which is expected since it has been a month since I last updated =.=  okay to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah I was posted back to Innova. and I'm happy about that mind you but I dunno.. it feels different now.&lt;em&gt; Bah&lt;/em&gt; I'll get used to it in time I guess, it's probably just because there are so many new ppl in the school. So yah I was posted back.. oh and the school didn't give me my &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4H2 &lt;/span&gt;combi.. cause they only offer &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Chem&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ECONS&lt;/span&gt; &amp;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Phys&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt; if you want &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;4H2s&lt;/span&gt;... and I don't like econs so I put what I wanted &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; which is my own combi, but all H2. someone from school called to tell me they couldn't give so they had to give me back my original combi. and advised me instead to try for &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;H3&lt;/span&gt;(!!!!). I'm not that ambitious &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; so yah i'm not planning that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay moving on... Orientation got stupid this time. the time table looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;0800 - 0810              Morning assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;0810 - 0910               Something or another (cheering I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;0910 - 1010               Principal's talk (zzz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1010 - 1040               Break (yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1040 -  END               TALKS! O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah... and there was a lunch somewhere there. it ended at around 5 something so... yah it was BORING. notice there wasn't even OG interaction there.. so us OGLs didn't have any idea who the ppl in our OGs were. oh and my OG went from 24 in the morning to around 18 after lunch. haha.. and I'm surprised it didn't stayed there cause honestly I myself would've just skipped those talks. BORING!!&lt;br /&gt;and then there was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;0800 - 0810              Morning assembly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;0810 - 1240               Mass LECTURES! &lt;em&gt;urgh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1240  - 1340              Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1340  - 1410              OG interaction (FINALLY!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1410  -  1710              Station games + Cheering competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah that was day 2... actually games wasn't too bad &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. quite fun still... BUT! the mass lectures!! killed off the mood I tell you. my original OG had like what 11 ppl for the station games, 2 of whom were from another OG =.=  so yah ended up my voice was almost dying from all the cheering. oh and I was transfered to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hyperion&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ophilion&lt;/span&gt;.. sad &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; didn't go with my own OG. so yah that was it... stupid mass lectures....&lt;br /&gt;then there was Day3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. okay who am I kidding there wasn't Day3, the orientation ended just there and then. hah.. boring lah I tell you... PAE orientation was seriously more fun. so yah that takes care of the orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, at the that weekend had a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SHOUT&lt;/span&gt;! fun! even though there were only like 17 of us there think. had some talks and some worships.. oh and we went to Jurong the swimming complex there. hahaha. anyways the whole thing was fun lah.. and yah learned alot along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Sunday... went for combined choir practice, which was sad cause there were only like 6 of us from my choir which was very very few. then had Mass... then went to eat out with my family after that. and Monday I just did nothing at home.. Tuesday went to school to see what those bridging courses were about and to find out which class I had been posted to. 0712C!!! yeah!! and most of the class was posted back also.. haha... so yah then yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun.. first went to school for &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lit&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chem&lt;/span&gt;.. I was late for Lit lah... the thing started at 8 and i reached school at what, 8.15... ahaha but it was okay lah. a good refresher. chem was just chem.. went through the first few PAE lectures. then after that went to just hang out with adil and zahd at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Northpoint&lt;/span&gt;. it was fun lah to just hang out and talk. then walked around Northpoint abit, zahd bought something, then walked some more, then went home... was fun in a relaxing sort of way. so yah that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that was it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-1527735972388720879?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/1527735972388720879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=1527735972388720879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/1527735972388720879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/1527735972388720879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/03/late-late-late-post.html' title='Late late late post'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-3681772994196031729</id><published>2007-02-11T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:40:05.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unless you live under a rock or outside Singapore, you'd definately know that O'level results were just released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes I'm one of them who recieved my results last Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 BLOODY POINTS!!! woohoo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was totally unexpected &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. I mean I'm happy and all but seriously, 9 points??? I can count that in my hands. I wasn't expecting this and I thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for all this. For Anderson, my friends, teachers, and those Cambridge markers who handled my papers. ehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, congrats to all those who did well, ya. and for those who didn't do as well... carry on &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. always remember there's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;more to life&lt;/span&gt;.. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause all along I was planning to stay in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innova &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(woot!) after &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O'level results&lt;/span&gt;. but my points ah.. I don't know if my parents would be to happy about my deciding to stay. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. I must convince them. for my sake as well cause I don't think I'll survive in another JC. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and oh ya. I made it for OGL (Orientation Group Leader), if I'm not mistaken. ehe.. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-3681772994196031729?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/3681772994196031729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=3681772994196031729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3681772994196031729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/3681772994196031729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2007/02/unless-you-live-under-rock-or-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-2653775425386148770</id><published>2006-11-19T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:40:04.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of hats and red bandanas..</title><content type='html'>survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;week-of-almost-hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so are the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O'levels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUBILATION!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha.. right, on to posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my papers ended on the 17th actually. Friday. last paper was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;History Elective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and honestly it was ****. ehe...&lt;br /&gt;after the paper rushed home at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Admiralty&lt;/span&gt; to change then went back to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ang mo kio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Edna's condo&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. it was okay lah.. nice way to get away from everything and just relax for that &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while. had to carry some bags of charcoal though&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyways after that I had to leave early (8pm) and go to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Juro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; for YFC camp. I was &lt;em&gt;service team/music min&lt;/em&gt;(still not very sure which).. and I was late. hehe. was supposed to be there like before 5pm.. I arrived at around 9.30.. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so there I was, trotting in guitar and all while everyone there were in their group discussions. heh.. nice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. so the camp was from Friday evening to Sunday noon. it was fun&lt;em&gt; lah&lt;/em&gt;. lacked sleep though. haha... anyways, I contributed by playing guitar sometimes and what not. yeah.. it was nice lah, being able to serve and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah that kinda takes care of most of my weekend. haha.. after the camp went to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;church for choir&lt;/span&gt; in the evening.. then walked to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Northpoint&lt;/span&gt;.. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing out of the ordinary &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm here (hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that's more or less everything... till next time then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-2653775425386148770?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/2653775425386148770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=2653775425386148770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2653775425386148770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/2653775425386148770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-hats-and-red-bandanas.html' title='of hats and red bandanas..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-116317282465020040</id><published>2006-11-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:33:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post it!</title><content type='html'>As you may or may not know, I have just given a new lease of life to this blog. I just hope I can keep up on posting and not make it boring or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm currently having my O's(yeah, the exams). Had &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;French listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E.Maths Paper2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Not too bad, &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, i guess... hope the rest of the papers are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;do-able like so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Next week comes the week from hell. Exam each and every day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hope I survive through it all.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off then.. just posting 'cause can't sleep just yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to whoever's reading, &lt;em&gt;it's not your com&lt;/em&gt;, the whole blog is just &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAIN WHITE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-116317282465020040?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/116317282465020040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=116317282465020040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/116317282465020040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/116317282465020040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-it.html' title='Post it!'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-116306119290665670</id><published>2006-11-09T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:33:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Guitar 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since the previous project wasn't really that succesful, I've decided to go old school on the song selection. And for this one I more or less know the guitar so it's more just memorizing the words. (sounds like cheating) Heh.. here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Behind Blue Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(cover by Limp Bizkit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one knows what it’s like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be the bad man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be the sad man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Behind blue eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And no one knows what it’s like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be hated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be fated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To telling only lies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***&lt;em&gt;But my dreams, they aren't as empty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As my conscience seems to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have hours, only lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My love is vengeance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That’s never free&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one knows what it’s like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To feel these feelings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I blame you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one bites back as hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On their anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;None of my pain an’ woes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can show through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one knows what its like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be mistreated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be defeated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Behind blue eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one knows how to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That they’re sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And don’t worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m not telling lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one knows what it’s like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be the bad man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be the sad man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Behind blue eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's it for now as I still have my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;French LC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.Maths Paper2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow to prepare for. All the best for me? ehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-116306119290665670?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/116306119290665670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=116306119290665670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/116306119290665670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/116306119290665670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/11/project-guitar-2.html' title='Project Guitar 2'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114814160512378959</id><published>2006-05-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:13:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project, Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Embarking on a new guitar project. It's called the "Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz" project... see how unimaginative i can get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geek in the Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it&lt;br /&gt;If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it&lt;br /&gt;I may be skinny at times but I'm fat full of rhymes&lt;br /&gt;pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it&lt;br /&gt;Well isn't it delicious crazy way that i'm kissin this&lt;br /&gt;baby listen to this don't wanna miss it while it's hitting&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in&lt;br /&gt;but don't ever quit 'cause soon i'm gonna let you in but see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;you'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;Well I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;but sugar don't forget what you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;we could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;you might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;Like the geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;Well like the geek in the pink, yeah&lt;br /&gt;The geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody&lt;br /&gt;but cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her&lt;br /&gt;Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter&lt;br /&gt;at least I'm talkin about her keep my pattern of flattery and&lt;br /&gt;She was staring through the doorframe and&lt;br /&gt;eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then&lt;br /&gt;cause I ain't comin' home, I don't need that attention, see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what she might think about me&lt;br /&gt;she'll get by without me if she want&lt;br /&gt;Well I could be the one to take her home&lt;br /&gt;baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be the let down&lt;br /&gt;but sugar don't forget what you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;you might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby look at me go&lt;br /&gt;From zero to hero&lt;br /&gt;you better take it from a geek like me&lt;br /&gt;well I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't care if you com...plete them or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what, I've got a short attention span&lt;br /&gt;a coke in my hand&lt;br /&gt;because I'd rather have the afternoon, relax and understand&lt;br /&gt;My hip hop and flip flops well it don't stop with the light rock&lt;br /&gt;my shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot&lt;br /&gt;The hype is nothing more than hoo-hah so&lt;br /&gt;I'm developing a language and I'm calling it my own&lt;br /&gt;so take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean&lt;br /&gt;that on the other side the grass is greener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;you'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;but sugar don't forget what you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;we could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;you might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;like the geek in the pink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah that song... I'm trying to learn it, singing and playing and all. It's not impossible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114814160512378959?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114814160512378959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114814160512378959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114814160512378959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114814160512378959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/05/project-guitar.html' title='Project, Guitar'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114696264654679693</id><published>2006-05-07T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:16:30.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align:center;border-spacing:0px; border-collapse:collapse;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#ccf"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000FF"&gt;adaptable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000FF"&gt;introverted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000FF"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#fcc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;brave&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;dependable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;extroverted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;self-conscious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;sympathetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#cfc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; accepting, idealistic, observant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;background:#ccc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.8em"&gt; bold, calm, caring, cheerful, clever, confident, dignified, energetic, friendly, giving, happy, independent, ingenious, kind, knowledgeable, loving, modest, nervous, organised, patient, powerful, proud, reflective, relaxed, religious, responsive, searching, self-assertive, sensible, spontaneous, tense, warm, wise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Dominant Traits&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;60%&lt;/b&gt; of people think that Abelardo is &lt;b&gt;complex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;60%&lt;/b&gt; of people think that Abelardo is &lt;b&gt;helpful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;able&lt;/b&gt; (40%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;accepting (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;adaptable&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;bold (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;brave&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;calm (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;caring (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;cheerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;clever (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;complex&lt;/b&gt; (60%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;confident (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;dependable&lt;/b&gt; (40%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;dignified (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;energetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;extroverted&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;friendly (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;giving (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;happy (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;helpful&lt;/b&gt; (60%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;idealistic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;independent (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;ingenious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;intelligent&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;b&gt;introverted&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;kind (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;knowledgeable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;logical&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;loving (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;mature&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;modest (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;nervous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;observant (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;organised (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;patient (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;powerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;proud (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;quiet&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;reflective (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;relaxed (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;religious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;responsive (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;searching (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;self-assertive (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;self-conscious&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;sensible (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sentimental&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;b&gt;shy&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;b&gt;silly&lt;/b&gt; (40%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;spontaneous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sympathetic&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;tense (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt; (20%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;warm (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;wise (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;witty&lt;/b&gt; (40%) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000; padding:8px; text-align:center;background:#eee"&gt; Created by the &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interactive Johari Window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 9.5.2006, using data from 5 respondents.&lt;br&gt; You can &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;make your own Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=Abelardo"&gt;view Abelardo's full data&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i really complex? aha.. and now helpful as well... eh who's 'weird' ahh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114696264654679693?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114696264654679693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114696264654679693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114696264654679693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114696264654679693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/05/johari.html' title='Johari'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114696165492327724</id><published>2006-05-07T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T08:35:48.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second time this week</title><content type='html'>I'm improving. Now I've posted twice in this week instead of around once a month. haha&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at some french proverbs (at this early hour??? haha) and there are some that have caught my attention. So.. french proverbs 101 begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aide-toi, le ciel t'aidera.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Help yourself and the heavens(God) will help you. (how true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Demain il fera jour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrow is another day. (like, duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce qui s’excuse, s’accuse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That who excuses oneself accuses oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Chacun son métier, les vaches seront bien gardées.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Each to his craft, the cows will be well looked after (like why cows?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ce n'est pas la vache qui crie le plus fort qui donne le plus de lait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is not the cow who shouts the loudest who gives the most milk. (haha.. cow again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Filer à l'anglaise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To take French leave. (haha. french says English, english says French)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Une fois n'est pas coutume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One time does not make a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hâtez-vous lentement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make haste slowly. (err...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Il faut qu'une porte soit ouverte ou fermée.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A door must either be open or closed. (so which one is it? =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Il faut tourner sa langue sept fois dans sa bouche avant de parler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One must turn the tongue seven times in the mouth before speaking. (isn't that a bit too much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Secret de deux, secret de Dieu; secret de trois, secret de tous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Secret of two, secret of God; secret of three, secret of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;La vérité est dans le vin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The truth is in the wine. (let's all get drunk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C'est le ton qui fait la chanson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is the tone that makes the song. (I like this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les murs ont des oreilles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The walls have ears. (*gasp* Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quand le vin est tiré, il faut le boire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When the wine is drawn, it must be drunk. (damn right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Quand on veut, on peut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When we want, we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Qui dort dîne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He who sleeps dines. (like huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Qui vole un œuf vole un bœuf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He who steals egg steals beef. (erm.. what does egg have to do with beef?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Souvent femme varie, bien fol qui s'y fie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woman is fickle, man beware. (Like WTH?? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Vache de loin a lait assez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cow afar has milk aplenty. (Lol. cow again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. okay I'll stop here then. A good review for my french. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;One last one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;L'habit ne fait pas le moine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The cowl does not make the monk. (wait wasn't that in Twelfth Night somewhere??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world! aha.. keep blogging in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;-,--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114696165492327724?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114696165492327724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114696165492327724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114696165492327724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114696165492327724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/05/second-time-this-week.html' title='Second time this week'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114686889602047175</id><published>2006-05-06T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T06:41:36.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should really try to blog more. There's kinda like a very big gap there for the month of April. haha&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll start from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Tila ibon kung lumipad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Sumabay sa hangin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Akoy napatingin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Sa dalagang nababalot ng hiwaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;So. April hasn't really been much, just one of those months that pass by and you don't even notice. There were a number of big things though towards the end of the month. By that I mean the common tests. Aha. It's like bloody early in Anderson as compared to other schools major tests for term two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Mapapansin kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sa dami ng 'yong ginagawa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Kung kaagaw ko ang lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;May pag asa bang makilala ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tests weren't really bad. But by that they weren't really good either. haha. I actually prepared for some subjects, namely Chemistry, Amaths and Emaths. The other subjects well... let's just say I prayed very very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awit na nananawagan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baka sakaling napakikinggan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pag ibig na palaisipan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa kanta na lang idaraan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this week came the results, most of them that is. Still waiting for English, Physics and Social Studies results. And there's no French test yet. Not bad really. Actually the results so far are rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43/60&lt;/span&gt; for Amaths (I was expecting something like 32),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33/40&lt;/span&gt; for Chem theory (for this I seriously did not expect anything above 30),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;90/100&lt;/span&gt; for Emaths total (like WTH?!!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15/25&lt;/span&gt; for History (now that's more like it. aha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35/50&lt;/span&gt; for Pure Lit (hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;That's all as of now. Not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nag-aabang sa langit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa mga ulap sumisilip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa likod ng mga tala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kahit sulyap lang darna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was rock climbing one of the saturdays. Damn, I should seriously get out more nowadays. Didn't manage to reach the top of ANY wall. Ahh pathetic. But it was fun I guess, to be able to just get away from it all and just climb. Had lunch on that day at Northpoint (mr Yeo's Yishun Mall. haha) with some people. The when I got home, surprise surprise, my elder brother was back from the Philippines. haha. I seriously didn't know he was coming back that day. And a hell lot of CDs he brought to Singapore with him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Tumalon kaya ako sa bangin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Para lang iyong sagipin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Ito ang tanging paraan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Para mayakap ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Darating kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sa dami ng ginagawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Kung kaagaw ko sila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Paano na kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the sports day games heats yesterday. Quite fun even though I was just watching. And helping the teachers in charge out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4/3 rocks! The class managed to get into the finals of BOTH ultimate frisbee and tug-of-war. Aha. Go 4/3! Champion class all the way! haha =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The class team was told off after the frisbee match. Game too rough. Aha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh sports day coming. I promise I'll do my best for the class this year. But there's Hadi, Wei Kang and all... Damn. Stupid track sprinters. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Awit na nananawagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Baka sakaling napakikinggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Pag ibig na palaisipan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sa kanta na lang idaraan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Nag-aabang sa langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sa mga ulap sumisilip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sa likod ng mga tala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Kahit sulyap lang darna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all that's eventful I guess. Till some other time. And don't be bothered if you can't understand the words in &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's a Tagalog song if you haven't noticed. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Nag-aabang sa langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Sa mga ulap sumisilip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Sa likod ng mga tala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Kahit sulyap lang darna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114686889602047175?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114686889602047175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114686889602047175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114686889602047175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114686889602047175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-should-really-try-to-blog-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114641479176340322</id><published>2006-05-01T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:33:11.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That april..</title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I do think i let the posting get a tad late. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time now though.. shall continue tomorrow. Or I think later today should be more appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114641479176340322?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114641479176340322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114641479176340322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/05/that-april.html' title='That april..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114312959257300757</id><published>2006-03-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:03:08.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight</title><content type='html'>I have an extremely over due english file which I still cannot find all the contents of. Aha. Rather stupid to hand it in but it should be better than practically nothing. Hmm.. on to post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This back to school week wasn't so bad to me. I mean schoolwise and all. Lessons were all just plain and normal, even lighter at times. For English was all the preparation for the Prelims Oral exam (already!) so all we did for the two lessons so far was read. And read. And read aloud. So far that is. Then for maths it's all on transformation, a break from all those differentiation which is very much welcome. Reflection, rotation, enlargement, stretch and shear. Quite easy to absorb, for me that is. Chemistry and Physics somehow I cannot for the life of me recall the specific lessons. Ahh never mind that then. SS and History were of course interesting, enough to keep me awake and paying attention in class at least. And Literature... isn't really bad, I mean with my teacher and all. And as much as I hate to admit it, she is good in teaching however much I may be against her. Yeah, all in all not a bad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That new extra lessons arangement, by the way, just seriously (pardon my being crude) sucks. The suggestion, I believe, was that we end lessons on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 1.30 so that we have 1 and a half hours for our lunch break. Well, in fairness they do end lessons at 1.30 on Tuesdays but then this management brings the extra lessons forward. Meaning extra lessons now start at 2, meaning we get half an hours break for lunch. Which is just the same as before. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all I have today. I have to go search for my Literature and English file contents and burn a canister out. Ahh what a night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114312959257300757?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114312959257300757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114312959257300757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114312959257300757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114312959257300757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/03/midnight.html' title='Midnight'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114217625832432966</id><published>2006-03-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:12:54.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March..</title><content type='html'>As I've said before (or haven't I?), it's the march break now. Well, it's not really much of a break because&lt;br /&gt;(1) there's quite a load of homework&lt;br /&gt;(2) we all are like expected to go back to school for extra lessons&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. kinda stupid actually. But never mind, if this is what it takes to do well then so be it I guess. Ha. Riiiiiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church earlier. Our organist just now made me think again. Am I really committed to the choir? to Skapé? to the Lord? Or is it just a front? a façade? Ahhh! I don't know... I don't know at all. But this time I will stay committed! (for combined choir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. thoughts. I doubt myself too much... I think. I'll end here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been thinkin' maybe I've been partly cloudy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I'm the chance of rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And maybe I'm overcast and maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my luck's washed down the drain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114217625832432966?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114217625832432966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114217625832432966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114217625832432966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114217625832432966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/03/march.html' title='March..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114202753324759318</id><published>2006-03-11T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T05:52:57.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Again</title><content type='html'>Boredom's come over me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. johari's window.. wonder if people would actually bother to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Abelardo"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Abelardo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously do something else now. Maybe breakfast =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;)-,--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114202753324759318?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114202753324759318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114202753324759318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114202753324759318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114202753324759318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-again.html' title='And Again'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-114202574999056047</id><published>2006-03-11T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T05:25:25.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long</title><content type='html'>Wow.. march holidays already. Time really does fly when one is having fun. Or just doing things that are not necessarily fun. It seems just seconds ago that I was anxious about steping into school again but now as a senior and now it's the end of Term1 already. Woah.. Before I know it I'd have done with my O's and graduated from Anderson. Haiz.. But I think I'd die a few times first along the way before that happens. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can this be true.. Tell me can this be real..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term1. Not really what I can call the best but still a very good term overall. Met new people both inside school and out. Hope for more happy meetings in the future? ehe. School work was generally okay. But I can definately do much much better ( should start getting serious with my work! ). And my results! ha. Not really &lt;em&gt;fantastic&lt;/em&gt; but I'm quite happy with them, actually. Only problem is my English, which is Terrible, and Literature, which is below expectations.&lt;br /&gt;And they go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;English &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C6&lt;/span&gt; (and my L1 at that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A. Maths&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maths &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chemistry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Physics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Combined Humanities&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt; (surprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(-History &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(-Social Studies &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Literature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B4&lt;/span&gt; (surprisingly as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all my subjects. Fairly well but definately can still be improved on. OnlyFrench isn't there because they didn't release the results yet. The exam itself for French was like last monday. I'll fail again I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for studies for term1. Main relfection is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Start taking work seriously!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I put into words what I feel..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to CCA.&lt;br /&gt;ODAC has as usual been great. Although with the budget cut this year it's not as fantastic as last time (when I was sec1). But still, what makes a CCA are the people in it. This Year the &lt;em&gt;seniors&lt;/em&gt; mainly&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Marina&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Edna&lt;/span&gt; (I also dunno why &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Edna&lt;/span&gt;'s in) like chipped in alot for the planning of the activities, facilitating and helping the teachers and all that. Okay more than chipped in. haha&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, like yesterday's ODAC session, the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Leaders'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(like we're branded or something) went about planning for the March hols camp. Very very rushed. It's like everything that concerned preparation was done yesterday itself. But at least something was done. Sisters Island. aha&lt;br /&gt;I think I did the least amount of work for that (watched over the valuables.. hehe). But then again I have that weather thing to do (metiorological station.. boo!). Stupid risk assessment. haha&lt;br /&gt;Well wish for the March camp to be a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't wanna step down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life was complete.. I thought I was a whole..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March Holidays (or should I say March homework week?) has come. Not really particularly excited about it. As you may notice, I'm typing this at 5 in the morning. Too used to waking up early already. haha&lt;br /&gt;Well at least there's March games and the ODAC camp. Those are some things to be excited about I guess.&lt;br /&gt;One week. It's just gonna be too fast, I'll bet. It'll be like there's no break at all. haizz&lt;br /&gt;Well at least there's something.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess. For now. I seriously think I should update more. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;You make mw feel like I'm losing control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes you. You know who you are. Well.. okay maybe not. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-114202574999056047?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/114202574999056047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=114202574999056047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114202574999056047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/114202574999056047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/03/too-long.html' title='Too long'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113887127744222326</id><published>2006-01-30T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:10:09.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare you to move?</title><content type='html'>Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pile of homework. No actually It's the same pile, only there's more added to it from today. Argh. And I have like&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;multiple overdue works&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A. Maths - Differentiation (5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Maths - Loci and Construction (5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Maths - Circle Properties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chemistry - Experiment 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Physics - Latent Heat &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;experiment &lt;/span&gt;worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. alot of maths. Huh. Anyways, life's not all about homework yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was okay I guess. PE was stupid(there's no other way to put it) but fun nonetheless. I mean come on bunch of sec4 people carrying each other around the place, now that's just weird. Lessons were all generally okay. English, entertaining due to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ananda &lt;/span&gt;and his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shallow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; speech about that &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;old man&lt;/span&gt;. haha. stupid &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;old man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaaan. School's been a killer lately. I've never really had this feeling before. I mean the homework load is okay but somehow when I get home I just feel so damn tired all the time. And it's just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;February!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My goodness, wonder what happens to me when we get to like &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;August or July&lt;/span&gt;. I'll die man. Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gotta go do my homework now. Those up there &lt;strong&gt;plus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Differentiation (6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . Ahh misery. Oh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Common Tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; start &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;next week&lt;/span&gt;. Damn. I'm really gonna die soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Stupid time and date won't set properly.. Ahh heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113887127744222326?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113887127744222326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113887127744222326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113887127744222326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113887127744222326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/01/dare-you-to-move.html' title='Dare you to move?'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113863138820727946</id><published>2006-01-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:31:43.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection...</title><content type='html'>It's seriously been too long. To think about it I only started this blog because of boredom and that I had nothing better to do. And it may only be appropriate that I stop blogging because I already have forgotten to for more than a month. BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but. But I'll continue to blog. I'll try to keep at least this, if I can't my homework, as something I'll do without fail. AT LEAST. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January. Can't believe it just passed by like that. 4 weeks and now 4 weeks closer to 'O's. huh. that's cruel. Anyways, many things have happened this month. Entering school as a sec4. The senior of the school. Man... I feel so old. Especially cause I'm like, yeah 2 years over-age. Haha. 18 this year. 18! 2 years to 20! Bloody old!&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4/3 this year. Hey, even though I'm not in the best of terms with most of you, hope this year starting February it'll all change. And for the better, I mean. But whatever the case I still love this class of mine.&lt;br /&gt;January. And so far only two ODAC sessions. One of which was stocktaking. Sad. Hope this year we really do more things. Especially climbing. Yes, I like climbing over all other ODAC things. Pity I never really get to climb much.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I do think there is now one more Filipino in Anderson. Or Filipina for that matter. I may be wrong so I ain't typing out her name here just yet. Cross fingers? haha&lt;br /&gt;School work so far ain't really so bad. Still bad, but not very bad. And those "extra" lessons really are killing us. Well, me for sure. I'm like when I get home I only eat and sleep to prevent myself from falling ill. Nearly no time for homework. And I seriously don't know how in the world I can still manage some of the homework. huh. "Extra" lessons indeed. Very troublesome and problematic. Not a waste of time though. Just unbelievably tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all January has so far been good. Hope this year continues to to be well. Anyways I think I should stop here. Stop blogging. Hmm... Well, I'll try to blog regularly from now on. TRY. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113863138820727946?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113863138820727946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113863138820727946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113863138820727946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113863138820727946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2006/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection...'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113352172500689758</id><published>2005-12-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:08:45.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive! Alive and well!</title><content type='html'>Posting from the philippines.. my cousins have (fortunately?) a com that has internet! haha. That allows me to update.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been fun and all for me here. Nearly a week already and I haven't missed Singapore one bit. Well.. some aspects are missed.. especially since my phone somehow disallows me to sms internationally.. and, yes, I have a line here but I still haven't gone around to figuring out my number. Pathetic... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be back I suppose.. can't believe how much it's different. The days all seem so much longer for one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop here for now.. internet connection here's kinda like by using prepaid cards.. and I'm using up my cousins'.. okay then.. till next time for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~peace out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113352172500689758?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113352172500689758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113352172500689758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113352172500689758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113352172500689758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/12/alive-alive-and-well.html' title='Alive! Alive and well!'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113271930797113730</id><published>2005-11-23T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:15:07.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going out later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who with, you'll have to find out for yourself if you wanna know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113271930797113730?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113271930797113730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113271930797113730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113271930797113730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113271930797113730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/11/going-out-later-moive-ha-who-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113271760130678294</id><published>2005-11-23T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:46:41.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Motley Crue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know I'm a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But my heart's of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had to run away high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So I wouldn't come home low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when the things weren't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Doesn't mean they were always wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just take this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And you'll never feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Left all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Take me to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feel me in your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just one more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I'm comin' off this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Long and  winding road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tonight, tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know that I've seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too many romantic dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Up in lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Falling off the silver screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My heart's like an open book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For the whole world to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Keeps me together at the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tonight, tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113271760130678294?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113271760130678294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113271760130678294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113271760130678294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113271760130678294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/11/home-sweet-homeby-motley-crue-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-113254528276082266</id><published>2005-11-21T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:54:42.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>woohoo! finally here to update. And I don't have any excuses for this long intervals in updating. For this time I simply forgot all about this junk, aka blog. Guess I don't really quite care. But that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I finally (yes, FINALLY) managed to go on an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ODAC year-end expedition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (After 3 years in the CCA!). 13-18 Nov. It was fun, that was. Going to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; to trek on some mountains (SOME mountains... okay hills but it's still a number of them). We'll... okay the trekking wasn't really fun.. more like torturous... but the company made it so. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ODAC ppl I mean all of you, not just&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;one person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Loved the time there, especially the shopping! LoL! Yes I went shopping. More like WINDOW shopping but who cares! It's still shopping! And at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; at that. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3 years on of all that PT and 2 years of being bullied by juniors and I still don't regret joining ODAC from that God forsaken CCA open house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... okay I'm stuck. I seem to suck at this blogging thing. A FRIGGIN LOT! haha. This reeks, I have no clue on what to type.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, though I resolved myself to writing some poetry whilst abroad (I mean &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;, I know I'm still a foreigner here in Singapore) I didn't, reapeat, did&lt;strong&gt; NOT&lt;/strong&gt;, get anything (not even a line) done. I suck. Can't even get keep a promise to myself. huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poetry is the voice of society. Screaming out its meaning yet not being understood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now. Don't have any photos of anything in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; though. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Forgot my camera&lt;/span&gt;. Sad. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can anyone send me some photos from hong kong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt; more often. And I'll try to make a log of what happened in Hong Kong. If I don't get lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Peace out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-113254528276082266?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/113254528276082266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=113254528276082266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113254528276082266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/113254528276082266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112894346104390404</id><published>2005-10-10T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:24:21.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;May the seed not fall far from the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life is filled with choices. So much so that everything is of a choice irregardless of what it may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Nike ACGs rock! Stone! Boulder!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The human brain is but a small fraction of the human mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like the wind that sweeps dust off our war-waery feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who called for a big hairy plumber? - Bow chicka bow wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And so it begins.(????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i ask why if i do not even have anything to ask why about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;F*** the f***ing f***ers&lt;/span&gt;. (Yes, it's possible to have sentence constructed only with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;f*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Western academia deadens the mind. (Damn right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If they're extra and they're problems, why give them to us? (Extra maths problems)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;End of the line, pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Discrimination will always be present in the society that is present today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello ladies. I came here to lay some pipes. - Bow chicka bow wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Muahahahahahaha. (I can still do that)[i think]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is weird blogging indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess that's all i'm posting now. Don't ask me why i posted that. I'm a mystery even to myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Peace out~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112894346104390404?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112894346104390404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112894346104390404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112894346104390404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112894346104390404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/10/snippets.html' title='Snippets'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112582214642881364</id><published>2005-09-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T16:22:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>New sandals.&lt;br /&gt;Nike ACG.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's still going on for me.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish things turned out better.&lt;br /&gt;In every way.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never have that.&lt;br /&gt;That's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going for OBS tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more next time.&lt;br /&gt;Try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like short incomplete scentences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112582214642881364?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112582214642881364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112582214642881364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112582214642881364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112582214642881364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112418695330123824</id><published>2005-08-16T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:09:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not anywhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Abelardo L. Paune Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112418695330123824?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112418695330123824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112418695330123824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112418695330123824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112418695330123824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/08/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112400109121100219</id><published>2005-08-14T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T14:31:31.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like lightning</title><content type='html'>I'm just not meant for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will I be me again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of enough things to type out about in one singular blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why my posts are rather pathetically short as compared to those avid bloggers who, for some absurd reason, have enough happenings in a day of their lives to type out a full essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help? I don't think anyone can help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! I don't care. This is my blog. I shall not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It'll all be over soon... I hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112400109121100219?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112400109121100219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112400109121100219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112400109121100219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112400109121100219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/08/like-lightning.html' title='Like lightning'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112395129694994101</id><published>2005-08-14T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:13:22.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Har</title><content type='html'>And so here I am again. After&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; a month&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(has it been already?) of missed posts and wasted opportunities I am, once again, here to fill &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;this space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I like &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;) with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worthless crap that hardly anyone(or no one at all) ever reads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yay! i'm so proud of my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;(or mis&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;)! Anyway on to posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've probably(or not) mentioned I do not intend to fill this blog with &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;events of my past&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;meaningless rantings by my (most probably) uncontrolled emotions&lt;/span&gt;. Instead I will fill &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this PATHETIC space&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I like SCREAMING BOLD lettering in &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;) with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worthless crap that hardly anyone(or no one at all) ever reads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm. Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know(or not, it's my opinion anyway) &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. For one when you start &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; of your &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; and how you should do your &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; your mind &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt; instead of your body and as such stops you from &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt;. Which is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bloody stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Because it defeats the purpose. However if you start &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you stop &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; then won't get any &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;done and then you start &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; actually is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Which is just plain &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So that proves my point of &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; being &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;new shoes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nike ACG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Again. I have a thing for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ACG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I just thought that I should make this post like long because I want to make up for the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;month&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s worth of posts that I missed to my readers(if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the heading of this post. It's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;utterly senseless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;totally unconnected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to the post&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;unbelieveably improbable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be used as a blog post heading. Genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Randomnity&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Randomnity&lt;/span&gt; is nice. It's nice and &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;. You'll never know what hit you even after it hits. You'll only know if it actually tells you what it is that actually hit you and when it actually hit you. Ah yes, &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;randomnity&lt;/span&gt;. Exactly how our lives &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt; you can figure that one out? &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt; again. Life and how it &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;works &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can never be figured out by any one person. Any one persons probably yes but not by any one person. That's life. And that's how it &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm breaking my promise of a long blog post. Got to get some &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleeeeeeep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My head's &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;all floaty&lt;/span&gt; because of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;high notes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and a&lt;/span&gt; bus&lt;/span&gt;. I do that all the time. Ciao! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;)-,--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112395129694994101?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112395129694994101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112395129694994101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112395129694994101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112395129694994101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/08/har.html' title='Har'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112117460513013749</id><published>2005-07-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:23:25.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Semi-Charmed Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;by&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Third Eye Blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm packed and I'm holding, I'm smiling&lt;br /&gt;She's living, she's golden, she lives for me&lt;br /&gt;She says she lives for me&lt;br /&gt;Ovation, her own motivation&lt;br /&gt;She comes round and she goes down on me&lt;br /&gt;And I make her smile like a drug for you&lt;br /&gt;Do ever what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Coming over you&lt;br /&gt;Keep on smiling what we go through&lt;br /&gt;One stop to the rhythm that divides you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse&lt;br /&gt;Chop another line like a coda with a curse&lt;br /&gt;Come on like a freak show takes the stage&lt;br /&gt;We give them the games we play, she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I want something else&lt;br /&gt;To get me through this&lt;br /&gt;Semi-charmed kind of life, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;I want something else, I'm not listening when you say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The sky was gold, it was rose&lt;br /&gt;I was taking sips of it through my nose&lt;br /&gt;And I wish it could get back there&lt;br /&gt;Some place back there&lt;br /&gt;Smiling in the pictures you would take&lt;br /&gt;Doing crystal meth will lift you up until you break&lt;br /&gt;It won't stop, I won't come down&lt;br /&gt;I keep stock with a tick-tock rhythm and a bump for the drop&lt;br /&gt;And then I bumped up, I took the hit that I was given&lt;br /&gt;Then I bumped again, and then I bumped again&lt;br /&gt;And said&lt;br /&gt;How do I get back there?&lt;br /&gt;To the place where I fell asleep inside you?&lt;br /&gt;How do I get myself back to the place?&lt;br /&gt;where you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I want something else&lt;br /&gt;To get me through this&lt;br /&gt;Semi-charmed kind of life, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;I want something else, I'm not listening when you say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I believe in the sand beneath my toes&lt;br /&gt;The beach gives a feeling;an earthy feeling&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the faith that grows&lt;br /&gt;And the four right chords can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you I feel like I could die&lt;br /&gt;And that would be all right, all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When the plane came in she said she was crashing&lt;br /&gt;The velvet it rips in the city&lt;br /&gt;We tripped on the urge to feel alive&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm struggling to survive&lt;br /&gt;Those days you were wearing that velvet dress&lt;br /&gt;You're the priestess I must confess&lt;br /&gt;Those little red panties they pass the test&lt;br /&gt;Slide up around the belly face down on the mattress&lt;br /&gt;One, and you hold me&lt;br /&gt;And we are broken&lt;br /&gt;Still it's all that I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Just a little now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feel myself heavy off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I'm not coming down, no, no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't run for my life&lt;br /&gt;She's got her jaws now locked down in a smile&lt;br /&gt;But nothing is all right, all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And I want something else to get me through this life, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I want something else, I'm not listening when you say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The sky was gold, it was rose&lt;br /&gt;I was taking sips of it through my nose&lt;br /&gt;And I wish it could get back there&lt;br /&gt;Some place back there&lt;br /&gt;To the place we used to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;br /&gt;(I want something else)&lt;br /&gt;Do-do-do, do-do-do-doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love this song... it's nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112117460513013749?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112117460513013749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112117460513013749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112117460513013749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112117460513013749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/07/semi-charmed-life-by-third-eye-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-112038554578394404</id><published>2005-07-03T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T18:13:52.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>In case you're wondering, no this is NOT the 'Final Chapter' of my blog i.e. I'm not closing it down. This is just a supposedly "inspirational quote/story" that i was tasked to read tuesday last week. And no I didn't write it i just read it out. In front of the school. During morning assembly. Damn I was nervous then. My hand was shaking. Ahh... on to the thing then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Final Chapter - Audrina Jones Bunton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Several months ago, I read an article about a successful, 22 year old lady who died a premature death in a car crash. The more I read this article, the heavier my heart became because she died in the midst of her formative years. Equally heart-rending was the fact that she died before completing a book that she was writing; before completing her final chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now your own book is being written; and you are the author. Every moment that passes, every day that comes and goes, your pages are being filled. Every word you speak and every action you take. How you live and how you treat others shape the pages of your book from cover to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, perhaps the beginning of your book may not have been well-written because of mistakes or unwise decisions on your part. Always remember, however, that you are the starring character. You control how the rest of your book will read; whether you want to be the hero that saves the day or you want to be the villain. It is all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So start a new chapter today, a chapter that would give you and others a delight to read. Enjoy who you are and what you do; it is your book after all. Keep writing and live life to the fullest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's it from me for now then. Till next post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh and that was made by a classmate of mine by the name of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Siti Zahidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-112038554578394404?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/112038554578394404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=112038554578394404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112038554578394404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/112038554578394404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/07/final-chapter.html' title='The Final Chapter'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-111943376402962007</id><published>2005-06-22T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:49:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Still can't get that tamplate thing. Never mind I'll just post then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Guess I found myself free time again. With nothing on my mind to post. Oh well, I'll just run through my aims and goals in my blogging then. The 'What I want to accomplish' crap and all that. And of course it shall be presented in a simple, yet elegant, bulleted list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hexer's Bulleted List:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will aim to improve my english by typing out the words properly and in full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;try &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to give myself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;intelectual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; topics to blog about and not just wallow in self pity or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will give myself ample time to do my homework next holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wait that's kinda out of the point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I should get out of this bulleted list thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;And, as you can see, I don't really have much aim for this blog. It's just some sort of stress-reducion thing for me. To just type out proper nonsense and all. Hmmm... Speaking of proper nonsense, I still have that poem thing due tomorrow. Guess I better do it now. And since i have to type it out, what better place to do it but on my blog. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahh, never mind, I can't make it work. Guess I'll stop here then owing to the fact that I really am out of ideas to type out here. Good bye. Oh yes, the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before i forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you have any problems whatsoever with what i have blogged then screw you, you can't do anything about it. It's my blog after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-111943376402962007?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/111943376402962007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=111943376402962007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111943376402962007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111943376402962007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/06/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-111926093767413581</id><published>2005-06-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T17:48:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>Damn i suck at this.I can't get a hang of that template thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I seriously need help (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm not going anywhere with this. If you think you can help me then add comments, please, cause I seriously need them help (like i said earlier).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get this thing to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-111926093767413581?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/feeds/111926093767413581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13810003&amp;postID=111926093767413581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111926093767413581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111926093767413581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm..'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13810003.post-111925815841694728</id><published>2005-06-20T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:51:29.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first blog post. Honestly I'm not really THAT excited in blogging. Why I started blogging is more like this:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Damn I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&gt; That blog looks nice&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I've nothing better to do, why not make one myself?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Heck i've nothing to lose except time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, sitting infront of the computer, typing like an idiot, avoiding my homework, blah. Holidays get so boring when one has nothing to do. Well, nothing INTERESTING that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my 'hello' then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13810003-111925815841694728?l=nottobelinked.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111925815841694728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13810003/posts/default/111925815841694728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nottobelinked.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-world.html' title='Hello world'/><author><name>Héxèr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08759628944158299668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
