<?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-8463768876908514453</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:39:22.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Saxaye!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-8607358862699454667</id><published>2008-01-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:34.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuit of ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, long time since ive posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, so many great things have passed . NSSN and its many outings, Christmas and many happy times that flutter around you like a beautiful butterfly pleases the eye. But just like a butterfly, it dies and dissapears with the progress of time. Short thrills of happiness that are simply transient. Haiz I thought I already have passed the phase of looking at life in a pessimistic view, but it is just inevitable that I will think alot and come to such conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously lack of something. What it is I dont know. You may say happiness, but I dont think it is suitable. Its evanescence simply converts my perspective of it into something that is somewhat negative. Oh well, there is still a long time to live and find out what it is. For now, ill think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R3peMcBRtHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kpHUnzJ5FVI/s1600-h/sad+girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R3peMcBRtHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kpHUnzJ5FVI/s320/sad+girl.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150532691624572018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-8607358862699454667?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8607358862699454667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8607358862699454667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8607358862699454667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8607358862699454667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2008/01/pursuit-of.html' title='Pursuit of ?'/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R3peMcBRtHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kpHUnzJ5FVI/s72-c/sad+girl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-9219278637257987232</id><published>2007-12-07T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T03:02:50.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haiz well, blogger is getting sooooooo boring these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Maybe ill shut down this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody suggest something good for me to do this holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides Dota -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i need a spark in my life = D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-9219278637257987232?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/9219278637257987232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=9219278637257987232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/9219278637257987232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/9219278637257987232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/12/haiz-well-blogger-is-getting-sooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4349917182674312337</id><published>2007-12-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:34.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R1A5xGhyvqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/pXlBsm47ZRM/s1600-R/dgrayman+ending+song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138670690558459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R1A5xGhyvqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qbrjDh_oi90/s320/dgrayman+ending+song.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antoinette Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-4349917182674312337?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4349917182674312337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4349917182674312337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4349917182674312337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4349917182674312337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/12/antoinette-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R1A5xGhyvqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qbrjDh_oi90/s72-c/dgrayman+ending+song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-5838978053599020827</id><published>2007-11-27T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:34.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0wb6mhyvpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9H6n53X7XGU/s1600-h/xbox3600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137511968511540882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0wb6mhyvpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9H6n53X7XGU/s320/xbox3600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Long time and I have not been blogging. Well, I dunno la, but it seems quite pointless to write your thoughts on the INTERNET. AND its kinda boring to type everything out. They should come up with some mind scanner for blogger. Now that will help (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Woohoo I bought a elite xbox 360 which costed around 800 for the console only. I got assassins creed and halo 3. Ass creed rocks la, its real nice to play lol. Halo 3.... its good but not as good as ass creed. Well, yeah la happy and all that I get a third gen console, but to those who are planning to buy, I have something to warn you about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, apparently microsoft is not a perfect company and doesnt have perfect game consoles. Yeah, you would say no one is perfect, but in their imperfectness there is a huge flaw in their xbox 360. There are reports of the xbox 360 freezing in the middle of the game after around 30 minutes of play which is a real set back since it is a third gen console :(. yeah la, i kena :(. So now i must go back to the shop to exchange it. For free la but still damn sianz must go back there and change. Kind of embarassing la, like u kena pwn or kena jack cos u bought a faulty console. Its like HAHAHA IN YOUR FACE YOU NOOB BUY MY CONSOLE AND KENA FROZEN AHHAHA. lol.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nonetheless at least free exchange la !! but the fact that i am not the only one is kind of bad la.. since it is a huge multi billionaire company. haiyo. Oh well, tomorow must rush before band prac to do it, cos they close quite early. The help line that is, because ill need to call just in case the retail centre dont let me swap. So yeah, the guy will talk to the retail centre dudes. I hope it goes smoothly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5838978053599020827?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5838978053599020827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5838978053599020827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5838978053599020827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5838978053599020827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-time-and-i-have-not-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0wb6mhyvpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9H6n53X7XGU/s72-c/xbox3600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-6396727076354211302</id><published>2007-11-20T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:35.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0LCM2hyvnI/AAAAAAAAATk/LeSphfYz_m4/s1600-h/Dota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134880051207257714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0LCM2hyvnI/AAAAAAAAATk/LeSphfYz_m4/s320/Dota.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While waiting for rama to finish his dota game, ill just blog for awhile. lol i hope he lose XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesterday I went out to buy shoes with the person with a pain in the neck. lolol. Couldnt find a good one at Peninsula, so we went to Far East Plaza. The one shop there also got no special show zz. Then when i went to this shoe shop and I saw a real nice converse shoe. Then as me and me fren was looking around suddenly some guy shouted like "HAAAAA". WTF me and him kena stun with eyes open damn big. The two shop keepers inside also kena stun for like 5 seconds. Then that guy came into the shop laughing like hell. The shopkeeper started swearing followed by me and me fren. LOL bastards. We got so stunned that we just left the shop and started laughing our asses off. The shopkeepers all also laughing and saying that 'they two kena alrdy'. Then they closed.. baaaastard... cannot buy my shoe. Left for home and slept at 1 + after dota-ing hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol, i go buy another day la. I just waiting for my parents + brothers to leave overseas leaving onli me and my sis to do anything we want MWAHAHHA. then i will go collect my bros psle result and buy an xbox360 MWAHAHA. ( maybe ill buy my shoe then too) hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Had guitar lessons today and MWAHAHA IM MASTERING THE CHORDS. lol wow -.-. WELL AT LEAST I CAN PLAY TITANIC. lol wow -.-. hehe aiyo just excited about how i shall master the guitar and move to electric. My fingers are already fast according to the tutor so i shall be shredding in no time xD. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg he is back, time to pwn!&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/8463768876908514453-6396727076354211302?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6396727076354211302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6396727076354211302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6396727076354211302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6396727076354211302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-waiting-for-rama-to-finish-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/R0LCM2hyvnI/AAAAAAAAATk/LeSphfYz_m4/s72-c/Dota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-2001917234970504542</id><published>2007-11-18T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:43:37.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have quite alot to blog. Well, not a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bout today but about yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The day started with a sleepy awakening due to the previous night. Yup, I slept at around 2-3 stubbornly playing dota but still lose the game &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The preparation for the band prac was damn pwnt la. For me only. I was told to help prepare instrument for the new tenor saxist. I took some time assembling the sax. Then when she tried to play she couldnt make a sound. Then everyone else had a turn to try to play the sax to check if its working. LOL then eugene found out that there was still that cleaning stick thingy inside the sax that I didnt take out. LOL. pwnt &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It seemed that eric lost his st nick flirting equipment during the break LOL. So there was abit of intro. For the sake of rmb-ing their names - jia ying, jing wen and mingyu. lol sian chinese names racist laaa :P. jk, After that there were some games. 5 games in total. First one was just the newcomers must pack up the band room in some time limit. lol hehehe. Second one was some chair game. lol, i got hit in the nose real hard AND got a small cut on my thumb but didnt make a fuss bout it. haha xD. The third game was interesting. There is this long string of sweet which we must pass it around in a circle with our mouths, biting off a peice when passing. The 'suspense' of this game was the circle had alternating boys and girls so zomg had some nasty photos here. The last two people with passing the string had to do a forfeit. The most power was of course khaizar lawl. haiyo, poor girl. Then after that was daniel and yuxuan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REMOVED PICTURES DUE TO PRIVATE ISSUES ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Next few games were ok-ok la. lol. After that we got dismissed with a debreif, with the singing of birthday songs for charissa. lol speaking of which, lol! there were some st pats guys who crashed the tune in. According to the SLs they were not on the list. So damn power la charissa, got ur Nathaniel ^^. he played the solo quite well la. I hope st pats guys can come vj lol, so got more my type ppl. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Went home to prepare for outing with Louiis to some sentosa concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and fuck sia, I realised all 9 shirts of mine were missing la. During the house move they got lost of something and only now i realised la. Got fucking pissed trying to find for them. Tried literally EVERYWHERE but still cannot find. Haiz, they were not cheap man &gt;.&lt;. fuckfuckfuck. yes damn angry. But ohwell. hope i find it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Left at around 4 zzzz. 2 hrs of wasted time. Went to buy some shirts blahblahblah and finally met up with Louiis. We went took mrt to harbourfront. lol then we got lost trying to find mrt/cab to sentosa. lol we took cab in the end. We didnt want to pay entrance fees so we asked the driver if there is any way we dun need pay. lol then the driver say that he help us fake that we want to go golf course to meet our uncle. LOL power guy. so he actually said it ... BUT IT DIDNT WORK LOL. so we got in, took awhile and FINALLY found the concert stage for the Lime Sonic Bang concert! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There were some good local bands like The Great Spy Experimen, Saw Loser.t and A Vacant Affair but also some really suck bands who damn noisy one.. There was a mosh pit in front. Not really a organised one, but just some kids who cannot relax lol. Got a few girls kena injured. ohwell who ask u come to this kind of place =x And i would like to note that hot American girls like skinny guys with very long hair, like those kind with long fringes. hehe. We went back home at around 12, taking the service bus. lol I dint know it was free so i taped my card and got owned when everyone said ITS FREE. LOL relax la i didnt know. Then Louiis's dad sent me home and i ended sleeping at 2 &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-2001917234970504542?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2001917234970504542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2001917234970504542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2001917234970504542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2001917234970504542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-quite-alot-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-1067447269227031755</id><published>2007-11-16T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:35.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rz2mUWhyvkI/AAAAAAAAATM/iWjSFnZMKMg/s1600-h/think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133442018847145538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rz2mUWhyvkI/AAAAAAAAATM/iWjSFnZMKMg/s320/think.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just THINK. Have you hurt anyone lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1067447269227031755?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1067447269227031755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1067447269227031755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1067447269227031755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1067447269227031755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rz2mUWhyvkI/AAAAAAAAATM/iWjSFnZMKMg/s72-c/think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-90272581414856211</id><published>2007-11-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:35.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ouch ouch ouch. damn pain la my tongue. no, its not from french kissing lawl. but its from having sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woops. sax* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every time after band prac, there is this sharp sting on my tongue, its damn pain la, must be due to the imba tonguing xD. no la i suck xD. Like how the hell to remove it or avoid it?? Hmmm yeah it will disappear after a night la.. but still!!! It sucks to eat, it sucks to french kiss. jk, no french kiss. I mean it will be so lame to put plaster on it. or maybe to put some cream, cos probably ill swallow it and puke. Maybe I must experience the pain, cos as a fren once said, no pain no gain. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132701555380038386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RzsE3tKFqvI/AAAAAAAAATE/meqQYc4lPgI/s320/no+pain+no+gain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-90272581414856211?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/90272581414856211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=90272581414856211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/90272581414856211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/90272581414856211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/ouch-ouch-ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RzsE3tKFqvI/AAAAAAAAATE/meqQYc4lPgI/s72-c/no+pain+no+gain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-5634044158800297670</id><published>2007-11-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The past few days I have realised quite a few things. Interesting things of course.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. I have a very interesting story that occurs every night at around 10. Well here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132342819591396354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rzm-miNFnAI/AAAAAAAAASs/DXaoY8IRe1A/s320/Window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A boy clad in his cheapskate and unfashionable clothes sat in his room with one hand fiddling with his unkept hair and the other busy on the mouse, swiftly jerking with a killing intent. Yes, he was playing Dota. Unfortunately on his right side, lies a window with no curtains that expose him to such monstrosities of 10pm. His eyes would randomly catch an object moving in the vicinity of the view that the window 'nicely' provided. With a quick glance, he only caught a moving mass of brown. On closer inspection he realised it was something that is was something shockingly humourous. It was a man in the house besides his own that also had windows which lacked curtains. It was not any man, it, or to be more polite and grammatically correct, HE, was a large man, half naked man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and YES it happens EVERYDAY at the SAME TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132343180368649234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rzm-7iNFnBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RAbkeilOKDA/s320/CoB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Death Metal is a good form of cooling down. Its just great la. It gives the happiness in u an adrelanine rush that gives it the energy for it to surface over the clouds of anger that thunders in my brain. It overpowers all the malice and hatred that clings onto my thoughts and frees my soul from the devil's tight embrace. Yeah, cnfm you will think its weird, but its true la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at least for me xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132343326397537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rzm_ECNFnCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/WcsZlW63jjE/s320/Holdhands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Ok, this last one is kinda weird. But I see alot of indian - chinese couples nowadays. Isit the in thing? Note that it is Indian MEN and Chinese WOMEN. And not bad seh the women, very good taste la these Indian men. Well, its either they have skillz or its a popular thing now... heh but according to most sources, CHINDIAN people are mostly good looking, so not bad seh, adding to all the good looks in Singapore. lol power la indians :P lol louiis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. I damn sianz and bored la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But thats nothing new.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-5634044158800297670?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5634044158800297670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5634044158800297670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5634044158800297670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5634044158800297670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/past-few-days-i-have-realised-quite-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rzm-miNFnAI/AAAAAAAAASs/DXaoY8IRe1A/s72-c/Window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3062561255314822358</id><published>2007-11-10T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T18:35:22.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pants*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woah, Ive not blog for a frikkin long time. Thats because I have been moving house and the phone line ( or the internet line) was only connected today. hehe so I was damn computer deprived :(. but now, since the comp is back on, I can go online again and play DOTA mwahahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*pants* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Past few days have been just so tiring. It is because of moving so many boxes and directing all the lost workers to to move the boxes. lol. The bads of moving house AND being a noob for having so many things to move. Was thinking of posting some photos of the interior of the house, but it think it will make me a show off so if anyone wants to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just ask, or u can drop by LOL. So now I live at Dunbar Walk which is located behind St Pats and damn close to VJ. hehe so i can wake up as late as 7.20 and walk to school. mwahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pants* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another reason why Im so tired is that.... I just started picking up guitar!!! Its quite fun la, playing simple rythms FOR NOW. Luckily im equiped with basic music knowledge so my sight reading is quite good, just my fingering needs practice. Just gonna practice for a few months then switch to electric and start doing some wicked solos :). Luckily Louiis is taking it with me so that I can compete against someone mwahaha. The only thing that I can beat him in is music lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But my skills on the Sax kinda deproved ( ): ) because I only practiced it today after a month. And sumore that proffessor is coming that day so must prepare some piece. omg i dont want to get embarrassed :(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*pants*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMGGG looks like cheri beat me in that orisinal game. omg la.... all my hard work!! lol. she score 200 mill plus, and thats just imba... I dont think I can reach that high, cos the concentration needed can make my vision blurry and as I go higher I start shaking cos I really scared I fall down then everything wasted lol. grr cheriii. but then again *cheers**claps**bows* for such a high goldy score lol. I just cant get over it la, so high.. thats why im blogging about it lol... BUT if anyone has a higher score DONT HESITATE TO TELL ME MWAHAHA. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pants*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohwell, now Im just waiting for all the furniture for my house to come in so that its filled with things and is not scary at night. lol. Also waiting for VSCB band camp. mwahahah so fun. and lastly waiting for my hair to grow :D. Planning to make it super long that it will cover my face. Just to try something different for once in my life. Gonna be super style. But of course must cut before school.. OR maybe ill just not cut for one day and get scolded and all for one day but cut next day. wahaha. just cant wait !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh ya lol, I found out something interesting and shocking during my open house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL IM RELATED TO ASYRAF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well he is my uncle's brother's daughter's son if im not wrong. My uncle told me that woots. hehe so Asyraf has some Masagos blood lawl. The funny thing is that my uncle keep telling me that when he sees me without realising it. But he keep saying it in a more detailed way. lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ITS A SMALL WORLD AFTERALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-3062561255314822358?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3062561255314822358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3062561255314822358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3062561255314822358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3062561255314822358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/pants-woah-ive-not-blog-for-frikkin.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-861215901364897222</id><published>2007-11-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:36.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RzCK4OKdf1I/AAAAAAAAASk/b6ISexbu57A/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129752674054274898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RzCK4OKdf1I/AAAAAAAAASk/b6ISexbu57A/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mwahaha im so proud of my high score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try it urself -  &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm"&gt;http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-861215901364897222?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/861215901364897222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=861215901364897222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/861215901364897222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/861215901364897222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/mwahaha-im-so-proud-of-my-high-score.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RzCK4OKdf1I/AAAAAAAAASk/b6ISexbu57A/s72-c/DSC00095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-7229908538655286919</id><published>2007-11-06T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:56:15.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hmmmm, it has been really really long since I blogged about my life. Well, I guess its because I dont really have the mood to blog nowadays.&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday, I went out with louiis to crash his class chalet / BBQ. hehe. Met at Tanah Merah, then go to Pasir Ris, then took 89 there. lol luckily he know where and how to go or not we would have probably got lost. When we reached the last bus stop, then we got off ( lol duh) and made our way to the chalet. Met Samuel and Moses along the way. lol Samuel made this super smiley face for weird reasons when he saw Louiis lolol. After we reached the chalet, since the food was not cooked yet, and Louiis never pay LOL, went to KFC to eat. but on the way we saw Ms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sandhya go to the chalet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh this is when the one with the red line came. heheheheheh. she very cheena sia mwahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then we kept walking around since Louiis didnt want to see Ms Sandhya yet.... and on the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something real funny happene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well there was this boy with a soccer ball. He was walking very slowly and kicking the ball along. So louiis decided to be a bastard. LOL, watch this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-15dacad28c199e70" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D15dacad28c199e70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331130118%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3844223DE649159558CC7F6E941E9EEE844958A3.2983685B9427002D23D8CCE0035AACA93EFD1144%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D15dacad28c199e70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHCEYgtCPJQv8cuTfPzV8MAosx1k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D15dacad28c199e70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331130118%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3844223DE649159558CC7F6E941E9EEE844958A3.2983685B9427002D23D8CCE0035AACA93EFD1144%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D15dacad28c199e70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHCEYgtCPJQv8cuTfPzV8MAosx1k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOl did u see that. damn dumb la. basket la, makes the guy feel damn jacked lol. Some dribbling skills there, eventhough it wasnt much. But it was quite bastard. But i was laughing all the way LMFAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that we walked around the BBQ pit and finally decided to go lol. hehe well at least I was usefull there la, can help them take a class pic. lol so i wasnt so extra rite? :D. I didnt eat anything since Im a crasher hehe. But Louiis ate eventhough he never pay lawl. After that they went into their room to play X box followed by a scary movie. After walking around and having lots of fun, me and louiis frikkin tired alrdy, so we went home. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'just thinking about it eh ?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-7229908538655286919?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=15dacad28c199e70&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7229908538655286919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7229908538655286919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7229908538655286919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7229908538655286919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmmm-it-has-been-really-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4593192935748659060</id><published>2007-11-03T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:36.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Our flaw is the fact that we are naturally flawed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128594497468202818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RyxtheKdf0I/AAAAAAAAASc/u7rqPuL8JHY/s320/Mistake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something that saddens me the most is that the fact that we are born naturally FLAWED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the flaws of life, is how 'no one is perfect'. Well of course it has to be true, because if we live in a perfect society, there would be no need for improvement, thus there would be no challenge in life and the world would not advance to a 'better stage' making our existance pointless. Therefore isnt it just irony, because eventhough its 'for our own good' we still feel bad about it. In fact we are supposed to NATURALLY feel bad about it. How sad is that? because we have to feel bad to drive us to solve our problem for the 'progression of the world'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think that is bad and it could not get any worse? Well, from how we are not perfect in our existance comes a new concept, which is also the nature of man, that is, the concept of exclusion. We are born to socialise more with those who interest us the most due to common characteristics between two parties creating a bond. Therefore, those who do not meet this certain 'criteria' of interest would be naturally excluded? Well then others would talk about how 'experience'between two parties like doing a project together or helping each other at times of need would be a bond the contradicts my previous statements. But even so, if one of the party feel that the other is just 'not interesting', inevitably there would be a kind of tension that will slowly tear them apart. Do you see how flawed mankind is? Actually you havent at all. This is just the mere black dot in the midst of a huge black crevasse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking about all this flaws, there has to be a cure to this madness. My first conclusion: we must have the correct attitude to approach these flaws to improve ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There has been always those sayings that 'everyone makes mistakes' that many would use to comfort their friends or those who they care for when they make flaws and are sad about it. That phrase tells us that it is inevitable to make mistakes and introduces morals on how we should use those mistakes to improve ourselves and become better people. Well isnt it sooo nice? That we are such good people who say such nice things that benefit the world so much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wrong again! Our attitude is ALSO naturally flawed. Eventhough we like to say such a nice phrase, we definitely do not thoroughly 'practice what we preach'. We may be driven by emotions or situations that bends us into the wrong attitude towards OTHERS who make flaws eventhough we OURSELVES similarly flaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example, while linking it with something which seems most important to me now, friendship, lets say that there are two people who were such good friends and seem to have no problems at all. Suddenly, one of the friend makes a mistake by letting down the other friend by not sticking to an important promise of some sort due to some 'inconveniences' that cause 'unforseen consequences'. (As stressed in the previous paragraph, please note that this situation addresses the attitude to the mistakes of others) Due to emotions that the other friend experienced due to his/her actions, he/she felt that she would not forgive that person. Well, of course you cant blame that person for making the mistake, since we have to make mistakes sometime in our life. AND you cannot blame the person who is mad at that person because of course you would be mad if your friend did something bad to you, wouldnt you? This shows the flaw in our attitude, of how that we are naturally unforgiving at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I think that the best thing to do, is to always forgive and forget as said in the Bible and the Quran towards all mistakes that others make. Eventhough that person may have not deserved it according to your feelings, at least you are the better person. Rather that not forgiving because of such a meager event or stupid thing. We should all live in peace because isnt that what we want in the first place? So we all need to play our part to forgive those with mistakes. Of course, eventhough everyone should be forgiving, everyong should also try to make up to their mistakes and learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for those who make mistakes and make me feel angry to them. Well, to tell you the truth, ill forgive you quite fast but doesnt mean it is ok to do so to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those that I have somewhat offended or angered in any way ( which is inevitable because I know Im not much of a great and nice person ) it is your choice to forgive me. Please do the right thing to make my life and your life a better one and contribute to a better world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-4593192935748659060?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4593192935748659060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4593192935748659060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4593192935748659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4593192935748659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-flaw-is-fact-that-we-are-naturally.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RyxtheKdf0I/AAAAAAAAASc/u7rqPuL8JHY/s72-c/Mistake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-8647051461185540418</id><published>2007-10-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:36.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Reality of Kindness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126800575528009522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RyYN9eKdfzI/AAAAAAAAASU/dPFFOKdvRWI/s320/Kindness.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Every human is born into the cruel world with a brain that has its originally 'underdeveloped protocols' that slowly develop with time. During this inevitable course of nature that they refer to as 'change' there are many concepts of mankind that were created to nurture our thinking and supposedly make ourselves BETTER people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of them is called KINDNESS. Well of course every human will be taught this simple concept during their early stages of life. It is to prepare them into the reality of the world while the rise through the ranks of education, climb the corporate ladder and finally fall to their death. In their early stages of education, before the angst of 'teenagehood' and maturity during puberty, this concept would be seemingly innocuous. Eventhough they may feel some absence of kindness in some situations, their minds would be unable to grasp its &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;depth and understand its complicated&lt;/span&gt; concept to understand its evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it is one of the most malicious concepts of mankind. I dont know, I just think. The concept itself is just the epitome of suffering. Maybe I am exaggerating it with my own personal experiences, but everyone will have their fair share of its pain somewhere in their life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the problems with kindness is that everyone has this stupid misconception that they DESERVE kindness. They think that have the 'RIGHT' for everyone to be kind to them with the common defence that 'they are human' and 'everyone should be treated equally' eventhough they have done something wrong. They would keep asking for second chances or another chance. This is probably due to the creation of wrong first impressions which may even be unintentional. You may say that its their fault for being so flawed, but arent everyone flawed? The whole of mankind is flawed, no one is trully impeccable and flawless. But then again you can argue the depth of his misdeeds and how he really shoudlnt get any kindness. Maybe he is Hitler? or Osama Bin Laden? But there may be misconceptions about his deeds. Maybe if we did not execute a killer, he may be the next successful guy who would cure the world from AIDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The flaw of mankind is that they are unable to identify truth of others in which your true best friend who knows everything about you is only yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So from here we question ourselves, so what IS real kindness? or maybe TRUE kindness? Well basically what is the RIGHT KINDNESS? Well of course everyone has their bridge of kindness which is its length of understanding which varies in its capability to reconstruct itself when broken due to bombs of broken trust or hammers of misdeeds. Of course, we are all humans. Therefore, I think that everyone plays a part to reveal true kindness. A person that would be kind most appropriately. One way, would be to follow the morals of religion. For me ill stick to Islam, but Christianity also has its moral uprightness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now do you know the reality of kindness? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, even after this, no one still knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-8647051461185540418?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8647051461185540418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8647051461185540418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8647051461185540418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8647051461185540418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/reality-of-kindness-every-human-is-born.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RyYN9eKdfzI/AAAAAAAAASU/dPFFOKdvRWI/s72-c/Kindness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-149821456730256244</id><published>2007-10-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rx9dX_KNgFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Osqcla4J8Z4/s1600-h/BORED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124917567643549778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rx9dX_KNgFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Osqcla4J8Z4/s320/BORED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaked in Boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-149821456730256244?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/149821456730256244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=149821456730256244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/149821456730256244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/149821456730256244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/soaked-in-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rx9dX_KNgFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Osqcla4J8Z4/s72-c/BORED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-871664952988096574</id><published>2007-10-20T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:37.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have not blogged in words for ages... guess I have been too lazy to blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well.. the week has passed with many occurances both depressing and elating....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The depressing one being the death of my fellow victorian senior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope he goes to Heaven since he was such a nice guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252048045637682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rxlyl_KNgDI/AAAAAAAAARs/GndJT_j3_zw/s320/Funeral__by_ologiskt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another depressing issue would be my veryveryveryvery bad EOY marks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aiyah, well ill work harder next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123252284268838978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxlyzvKNgEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WEbhY1QMoB4/s320/exams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elating news ah.... lol actually I cant think of much.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you ask me if Hari Raya was 'elating' I wont say so, cos the influx of Hari Raya $$$$$ has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dropped like real bad. MAYBE its because of the decrement of relatives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh well. I hope I can get some fun things happening during the upcoming holidays.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( besides having FUN studying for Chem R paper :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And Im kinda getting fed up about how people are so 'obssessed' about wanting to be cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me, I dont care about being cool, I guess I am not. I just want to be myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-871664952988096574?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/871664952988096574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=871664952988096574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/871664952988096574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/871664952988096574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/woah-i-have-not-blogged-in-words-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rxlyl_KNgDI/AAAAAAAAARs/GndJT_j3_zw/s72-c/Funeral__by_ologiskt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1310946819226554455</id><published>2007-10-16T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:37.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxSxjfKNgCI/AAAAAAAAARk/wsmnbuPBCLQ/s1600-h/lucyelfenlied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121913899444961314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxSxjfKNgCI/AAAAAAAAARk/wsmnbuPBCLQ/s320/lucyelfenlied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxSxL_KNgBI/AAAAAAAAARc/TcBmj5TVHR4/s1600-h/simca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121913495718035474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxSxL_KNgBI/AAAAAAAAARc/TcBmj5TVHR4/s320/simca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; PINK HAIR! KAWAIII!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1310946819226554455?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1310946819226554455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1310946819226554455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1310946819226554455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1310946819226554455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/pink-hair-kawaiii.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxSxjfKNgCI/AAAAAAAAARk/wsmnbuPBCLQ/s72-c/lucyelfenlied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-322790190042023965</id><published>2007-10-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:37.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxMOL_KNgAI/AAAAAAAAARU/AVKk88jCJY0/s1600-h/Love_Hina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121452800345997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxMOL_KNgAI/AAAAAAAAARU/AVKk88jCJY0/s320/Love_Hina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS'&lt;/strong&gt;nt it &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-322790190042023965?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/322790190042023965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=322790190042023965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/322790190042023965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/322790190042023965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-nt-it-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RxMOL_KNgAI/AAAAAAAAARU/AVKk88jCJY0/s72-c/Love_Hina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3211830912727934138</id><published>2007-10-13T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:37.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-lTvKNf_I/AAAAAAAAARM/ti6uECCdZg8/s1600-h/BED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120493059838935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-lTvKNf_I/AAAAAAAAARM/ti6uECCdZg8/s320/BED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder what happened.. xD&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/8463768876908514453-3211830912727934138?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3211830912727934138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3211830912727934138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3211830912727934138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3211830912727934138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wonder-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-lTvKNf_I/AAAAAAAAARM/ti6uECCdZg8/s72-c/BED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-7951517746056706797</id><published>2007-10-13T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:38.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-fZPKNf-I/AAAAAAAAARE/HLJXSNQm2Ys/s1600-h/Love_by_LadybirdM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120486557258448866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-fZPKNf-I/AAAAAAAAARE/HLJXSNQm2Ys/s320/Love_by_LadybirdM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;They say love hurts. Dont cry my Rose&lt;/span&gt;.&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/8463768876908514453-7951517746056706797?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7951517746056706797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7951517746056706797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7951517746056706797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7951517746056706797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/they-say-love-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Rw-fZPKNf-I/AAAAAAAAARE/HLJXSNQm2Ys/s72-c/Love_by_LadybirdM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1485391223448911059</id><published>2007-10-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:38.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwzxG_KNf7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/wf56ydRN3SE/s1600-h/Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119731978749181874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwzxG_KNf7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/wf56ydRN3SE/s320/Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119732678828851154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwzxvvKNf9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jCenJSUWpX0/s320/angel_maya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119732352411336642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwzxcvKNf8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LkqsYXc8szA/s320/AngelofDeath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all waiting for our angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1485391223448911059?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1485391223448911059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1485391223448911059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1485391223448911059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1485391223448911059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-all-waiting-for-our-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwzxG_KNf7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/wf56ydRN3SE/s72-c/Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-7447155781464776034</id><published>2007-10-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:32:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Woah, long time no blog words and all. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well exams..... is just something u shud never talk about? Unless of course you feel good about it. Ahhwell. Invigorate ah.......... ' waste of time ' ( quote louiis). 4th for floorball and 3rd for volleyball. Quite suay la..... I guess Im not so good at sports haha. but HEY I only played proper stuff this year.... not to say that I cant be blamed... but I shud not be too burdened about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After that was great la. Eventhough I missed the debreif.. which was so lame cos I didnt know when it was and by the time i knew, it was over -.- , after that had some .. fun xD. Eventhough SOME ppl hehehe made me late, at least still can meet la. Went out with louiis and yiwen throughout the day to buy stuff at bugis, orchard and city hall.. lol. Lots of things happened. Fun and stuff xD. Then went home.. and here i am xD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I can say that i LEARNED something during this unwasted time... Aiyah but too lazy to type and all cos im damn tired sia.. ok then,  thats all xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-7447155781464776034?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7447155781464776034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7447155781464776034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7447155781464776034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7447155781464776034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/woah-long-time-no-blog-words-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5496037100601544446</id><published>2007-10-06T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwcdDPKNf6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X5PO_WwAQ2A/s1600-h/narutopwn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118091442976030626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwcdDPKNf6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X5PO_WwAQ2A/s320/narutopwn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was meant to pwn YOU !! :D &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/8463768876908514453-5496037100601544446?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5496037100601544446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5496037100601544446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5496037100601544446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5496037100601544446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-meant-to-pwn-noobs-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwcdDPKNf6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/X5PO_WwAQ2A/s72-c/narutopwn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-648664725333906125</id><published>2007-10-05T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:38.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwW1JvKNf3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qeNrZISL1P0/s1600-h/SOCCER..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117695730459180914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwW1JvKNf3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qeNrZISL1P0/s320/SOCCER..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently, I wasnt made for Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-648664725333906125?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/648664725333906125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=648664725333906125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/648664725333906125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/648664725333906125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/apparently-i-wasnt-made-for-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwW1JvKNf3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qeNrZISL1P0/s72-c/SOCCER..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1810017737959297726</id><published>2007-10-05T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwUiv_KNf2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vPpSIoxui-k/s1600-h/Death+Note+L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117534759379894114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwUiv_KNf2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vPpSIoxui-k/s320/Death+Note+L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; You cant DRAW me. Cos all you see is the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-1810017737959297726?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1810017737959297726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1810017737959297726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1810017737959297726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1810017737959297726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-cant-draw-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwUiv_KNf2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vPpSIoxui-k/s72-c/Death+Note+L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3759257545789783656</id><published>2007-10-04T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117478963459751746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwTwAPKNf0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/NZGoXXz6JOs/s320/Misa%26Light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I love that embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But it wont last.&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/8463768876908514453-3759257545789783656?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3759257545789783656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3759257545789783656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3759257545789783656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3759257545789783656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-that-embrace.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwTwAPKNf0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/NZGoXXz6JOs/s72-c/Misa%26Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-5696440058481506007</id><published>2007-10-03T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:31:40.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was looking at Kows blog today and saw one of those blogthings about 'What Musical Instrument should you play?' and I think its quite accurate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Play the Saxophone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/saxophone.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charismatic, friendly, and very uninhibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of personal expression to bring your music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvisational  and informal, you can't deal with an instrument that has too many rules or complexities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are much more interested in creating unique solos than immersing yourself in music theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of style, and you definitely are one smooth operator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you may not play perfectly, no one's going to accuse you of being boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant personality characteristic: being very outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secondary personality characteristic: your flair for the unique and dramatic&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/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/"&gt;What Musical Instrument Should You Play?&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/8463768876908514453-5696440058481506007?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5696440058481506007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5696440058481506007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5696440058481506007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5696440058481506007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-looking-at-kows-blog-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5681530169453922976</id><published>2007-10-02T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwIhGPKNfzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HZHarta_Vs8/s1600-h/Ichigo100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116688517678595890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwIhGPKNfzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HZHarta_Vs8/s320/Ichigo100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Have you seen me lately? You sure you have? Or was it my close friend named Facade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5681530169453922976?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5681530169453922976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5681530169453922976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5681530169453922976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5681530169453922976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-you-seen-me-lately-you-sure-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RwIhGPKNfzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HZHarta_Vs8/s72-c/Ichigo100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-8619757023832593648</id><published>2007-09-28T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvzvnfKNfyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LLhr70dg_uA/s1600-h/elfen_lied-fantomas-rosemarys_baby_xvid0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115226738444304162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvzvnfKNfyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LLhr70dg_uA/s320/elfen_lied-fantomas-rosemarys_baby_xvid0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Would You forgive me?&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/8463768876908514453-8619757023832593648?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8619757023832593648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8619757023832593648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8619757023832593648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8619757023832593648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/would-you-forgive-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvzvnfKNfyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LLhr70dg_uA/s72-c/elfen_lied-fantomas-rosemarys_baby_xvid0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-6082162801439978406</id><published>2007-09-20T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvKC8Rt1MbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4QmMJTW3aeE/s1600-h/BOAAAAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112292499078328754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvKC8Rt1MbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4QmMJTW3aeE/s320/BOAAAAA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Need to find the key of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-6082162801439978406?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6082162801439978406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6082162801439978406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6082162801439978406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6082162801439978406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/need-to-find-key-of-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RvKC8Rt1MbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4QmMJTW3aeE/s72-c/BOAAAAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-764896663480955903</id><published>2007-09-17T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Ru5ssBTcgmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/W8K6vCgI2cc/s1600-h/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111142130632131170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Ru5ssBTcgmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/W8K6vCgI2cc/s320/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;If I lived in a cartoon world, that will be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;XD&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/8463768876908514453-764896663480955903?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/764896663480955903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=764896663480955903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/764896663480955903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/764896663480955903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-see-this-this-is-ip-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/Ru5ssBTcgmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/W8K6vCgI2cc/s72-c/angry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-4081410908289551864</id><published>2007-09-16T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:40.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110683466779623986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuzLiRTcgjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vIYk45DGkdA/s320/Battle+Royale.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ill have my weapon ready.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110683844736746066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuzL4RTcglI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5O0GOxVs_0s/s320/Battle_Royale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Because you dont mind spilling blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110683720182694466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuzLxBTcgkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yWA2zwCV40I/s320/BRR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I dont mind having a Battle Royale with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-4081410908289551864?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4081410908289551864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4081410908289551864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4081410908289551864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4081410908289551864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/ill-have-my-weapon-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuzLiRTcgjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vIYk45DGkdA/s72-c/Battle+Royale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-306496368805653518</id><published>2007-09-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With review week and all, and hard topics like LANG ARTS ( :( ). I made some pics which are very postmod lol. XD for the bleach lovers man!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109711227917730226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulXShTcgbI/AAAAAAAAANw/6KoV78hSyzw/s320/Ichigo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109711343881847234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulXZRTcgcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PLxEpHTkCV4/s320/Ikon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109711502795637202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulXihTcgdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/o3WTWSAeKSo/s320/Irukia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109711747608773090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulXwxTcgeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/elV7W2T1Bv0/s320/iNoue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109712031076614642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulYBRTcgfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cX9_BnWz7cU/s320/iOriHime.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think the iNoue is the nicest XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-306496368805653518?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/306496368805653518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=306496368805653518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/306496368805653518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/306496368805653518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/with-review-week-and-all-and-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RulXShTcgbI/AAAAAAAAANw/6KoV78hSyzw/s72-c/Ichigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-5147746283610898669</id><published>2007-09-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:42.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RugDvBTcgZI/AAAAAAAAANg/uijfSIDC6Hk/s1600-h/angrygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109337883590558098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RugDvBTcgZI/AAAAAAAAANg/uijfSIDC6Hk/s320/angrygirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is fucked up. and I am sooo pissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109342045413867938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RugHhRTcgaI/AAAAAAAAANo/_uSjiMz0wgc/s320/Shut_The_Fuck_Up_by_UnderTheUmbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5147746283610898669?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5147746283610898669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5147746283610898669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5147746283610898669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5147746283610898669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-is-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RugDvBTcgZI/AAAAAAAAANg/uijfSIDC6Hk/s72-c/angrygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-6553377537128499767</id><published>2007-09-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:43.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108580639164251522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuVTBl_SvYI/AAAAAAAAANI/Iv0q3C4d8IU/s320/BOA3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuVTHF_SvZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WXBUFpLsmy4/s1600-h/BOAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108580733653532050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuVTHF_SvZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WXBUFpLsmy4/s320/BOAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108580918337125794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuVTR1_SvaI/AAAAAAAAANY/4aAtILCaDk0/s320/BOA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, listening to those songs you listened to last time brings back memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, I have alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-6553377537128499767?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6553377537128499767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6553377537128499767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6553377537128499767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6553377537128499767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-listening-to-those-songs-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RuVTBl_SvYI/AAAAAAAAANI/Iv0q3C4d8IU/s72-c/BOA3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-6096615540207217733</id><published>2007-09-06T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:04:15.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The past few days were frikkin GREAT! Band camp with the sec 3s is really worth my time. Super fun hanging out wih my minions. (as Chris puts it) Though it had its drawbacks... like... I spent around.... 100 bucks.... LOL. marcus u owe me 1.30! lol. Alot of real cool and fun stuff happened. REALLY cant wait for the end of year camp (if have) or maybe we will have a outing overseas! Since it will take too long to write EVERYTHING i shall just state the main events for memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Main events of what happened during the 1st day were : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 - getting stuck at the hawker centre at ECP due to the rain ( but the satay was damn good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 - going out to Zion and play for like ... 4 hours then break then play until 11pm. (yesyes pwning like fk *GODDLIKKEE*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 - since we were not much satisfied, we went to another LAN centre around the area and played until 1am (lol damn fun!) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 - made our way back .. lol *avoid that mat gangs* .. but end up to be some chinese nerds and their GF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5 - unstoppable laughter in a room with arnd 10  guys sleeping... LOL. (looks like a mass sex scene) ( lol jason has tree trunks for legs ^^)(other stuff abit too... GUYISH to reveal.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was frikking fun :D best night of the year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Main events of what happened during the 2nd day were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 - waking up at 7 for the first time in the year for a FUN purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 - the BAND DAY CAMP itself - pulled down JJs pants for the fun (lol sorry! it was a dare) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3  - Went to Macs with Wins and Garant got some CJC girl went up to me and Wins to ask for 10cents because they ordered a meal at Macs but they are short of 10 cents and could not cancel the order LOL. It was damn funny. It went something like this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;' HIHIHIHIHIHI(high pitch laughing) Can you give me 10 cents ? HIHIHIHIHIHI' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'HIHIHIHI because i ordered a meal and I am short of 10 cents but I could not cancel it HIHIHIHI'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'HIHIHIHIHIHI I know im a slut and abit low class but I really need 10 cents HIHIHIHIHI'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* Umar gives 10 cents while saying 'its ok, its ok stuff happen' looking abit shocked* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;' HIHIHIHIHIHI thanks alot, God bless you HIHIHIHIHIHI' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*tio stun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOL WTF. dun need to say slut and all la.. MIIKE. I mean onli 10 cents lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 - throwing water bombs and K bombs (stink bombs) at juniors while they are doing drills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5- LANing again! at the ECP LAN centre. pwnage yet again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6 - then BBQ with the batch mates ( lol Mr Tan came.. SIALAHz looked abit sore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7 - had a small trip to Macs and saw Cheri O.O coincidence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8 - Talked to Muwahiddin .. long time no see pal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9 - others wanted to go LAN but me and the rest were too tired to go - ended up sleeping with jason LOL... another 10-guys-in-a-room sleep again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn fun man. but damn tiring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Main events of day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 - went to BK to eat breakfast... lol got some guy who mix up orders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 - Packed up... AND BROKE MY BAG *sobs* lol. Treasure all the times I had with you my pal. but ill have to get a new bag. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 - Went to LAN again .. lol i used enigma.. first we abit kena pwn bcos of the vincents Puck. but after that we pwned! lol GJ Wins, SK, Kow, Garant the handsome Omniknight LMAO and myself. ! XD Then played CS lol, had a pretty cool kill, where I used shotgun to headshot two people at the same time. LOL. damn nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 - Made our way back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woah, it was REAL fun :D Thanks guys for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yea, and thanks to Chris who stayed over night too. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonna start mugging for review week alrdy, may not blog for long. cyaz. &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/8463768876908514453-6096615540207217733?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6096615540207217733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6096615540207217733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6096615540207217733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6096615540207217733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/woohoo-past-few-days-were-frikkin-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4299694814927712511</id><published>2007-09-02T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:26:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;X D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Been DAMN slack these few days. Cnfm slack until Wed. Cnfm die.. but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Found something interesting lol... read this :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;are u one of the 56 ?? I am !!! fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 56 plepoe out of 100 can. i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Interesting? &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/8463768876908514453-4299694814927712511?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4299694814927712511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4299694814927712511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4299694814927712511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4299694814927712511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/x-d-been-damn-slack-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-7332902049930998068</id><published>2007-09-01T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:37:17.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Amongst the neatly and fervently arranged chairs and tables in KFC, there was a conversation between two young 'men', not the type which you will commonly see exchanging friendly words with. Their mouths, munching and digesting 'finger licking' feast, weaved words that merely entangled with the wafting smells of fried chicken and diffused into thin air.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah thats basically the highlight of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because during this time I realised something. Well during my convo, I didnt know that my wallet dropped. So... LUCKILY some indian cleaner picked it up for me and gave it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The thing was that, it wasnt just like those dull waiters giving it to you then giving you some lecture. Or those that hold the notorious name of indians and would simply ZHAO at with the wallet in their hands. This guy is a good guy. After he gave it to me, he gave me a SIMPLE smile and joked that my pocket was 'bocor' (leaking in malay). Furthermore he even like ADVISED me in a very joking manner while cleaning and constantly seemed happy. Why am I blogging about and indian waiter? Because this guy holds the qualities of what I would rather have for SOME classmates. ( Though most are good people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:D&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/8463768876908514453-7332902049930998068?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7332902049930998068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7332902049930998068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7332902049930998068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7332902049930998068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/09/amongst-neatly-and-fervently-arranged.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5785166987362822287</id><published>2007-08-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:39:36.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heyz XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOOHOOZ. Im going to get new phone in the next 3 days. SAME PHONE NUMBER PPLZ, so dont need to ask! lol, my parents are the best man! But now i dunno which phone to buy O.O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psl interview was great! lol. GABRIEL IS CNFM PSL. lol. well I kinda want him to be heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think Asyraf would be PSL. he has got the material lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yiwen should become... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HMM. I think Adeeb should also be PSL. ( add to some humour man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh, I dunno if I should be one, but I want to be one. &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/8463768876908514453-5785166987362822287?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5785166987362822287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5785166987362822287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5785166987362822287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5785166987362822287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/heyz-xd-woohooz.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4187118865388158928</id><published>2007-08-29T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:14:15.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yozzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today was just. Another day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Can it come in another way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But it will be just as mundane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Felt DAMN sian during band. I dunno why, but i just cant be satisfied with my own playing skillz.. Im just so.. overpowered by every senior there, who are obviously proer.. because they are older? but that doesnt make me feel any better! If only I just had more time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This song somewhat comforts me. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maroon 5 - Makes Me Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wake up with blood-shot eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Struggled to memorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The way it felt between your thighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pleasure that made you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Feels so good to be bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not worth the aftermath, after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Try to get you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause I don't believe in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God damn, my spinning head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Decisions that made my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I must lay in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And deal with things I left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to dive into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forget what you're going throughI get behind, make your move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forget about the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus 1 + 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause I don't believe in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Anymore, Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It even makes a difference to try (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you told me how you're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't believe it's true Anymore, Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry(Oh no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Breakdown]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One day a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And it won't hurt anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You caught me in a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no alibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The words you say don't have a meaning Cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you and I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and so this is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Chorus 1 + 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cause I don't believe in you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Anymore, Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And you told me how you're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I don't believe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Anymore AnymoreI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; wonder if it even makes a difference to cry(Oh no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So this is goodbye, yeah (x 3)(Oh no)&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/8463768876908514453-4187118865388158928?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4187118865388158928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4187118865388158928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4187118865388158928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4187118865388158928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/yozzz-today-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3822743654886358459</id><published>2007-08-28T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:22:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is just ANOTHER day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nothing much, I dare say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could just fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But that wont make anything better, to my dismay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I must thank Cheryl lol. For waking me up in the bus, or I would have missed VJ and be VERY VERY late. THANKS ALOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Had some stupid lecture today. Waste of time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt very very very very sleepy~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I started on my physics at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing much to say. I shall post two extra things.&lt;br /&gt;no.1 something literary&lt;br /&gt;no.2 something funny.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He slept uncomfortably with his head collapsed on the table. Nope, not really sleeping, just... TRYING to sleep. His hands entangled around his head in a fultile cushioning attempt. His mind constantly perturbed by a somewhat stubborn force of... sound? Something even more destructive than a nuclear bomb echoed in his ear drums, destroying his every attempt to find peace in his dark world. His mind was constantly flailing to remove the constriction of deadly vines of noise. He silently cursed, but it only diffused into the air and enter oblivion. Many now will think that that guy, is some sort of mental twit. But I tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;He was in his classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this is some funny letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important Memo to all Employees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In order to ensure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from employees, it will be our policy to keep alemployees well trained through our program of SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (S.H.I.T) . We are trying to give our employees more S.H.I.T than anyone else. If you feel that you do not receive your share of S.H.I.T on the course, please see your supervisor .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be immediately placed at the top of the S.H.I.T list and our supervisor s are especially skilled at seeing you get all the S.H.I.T you can handle. Employees who don ' t take their S.H.I.T will be placed in DEPARTMENTAL EMPLOYEE EVALUATION PROGRAMS (D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T) . Those who fail to take D.E.E.P.S.H.I.T seriously will have to go to EMPLOYEE ATTITUDE TRAINING (E.A.T.S.H.I.T). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Since our supervisor s took S.H.I.T before they were promoted, they don 't have to do S.H.I.T anymore, and are all full of S.H.I.T already. If you are full of S.H.I.T , you may be interested in a job teaching others. We can add your name to our BASIC UNDERSTANDING LIST of LEADERS (B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T). For employees who are intending to pursue a career in management and consulting, we will refer you to the department of MANAGERIAL OPERATIONAL RESEARCH EDUCATION (M.O.R.E.S.H.I.T) .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This course emphasizes how to manage M.O.R.E.S.H.I.T If you have further questions, please direct them to our HEAD OF TEACHING, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (H.O.T.S.H.I.T) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;BOSS IN GENERAL, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (B.I.G.S.H.I.T) &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/8463768876908514453-3822743654886358459?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3822743654886358459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3822743654886358459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3822743654886358459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3822743654886358459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-just-another-day-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4547332424332930496</id><published>2007-08-26T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:43.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yooz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Been a long time since ive blogged. heh. TOO MUCH HOMEWORK and TOO LAZY. Hmmm. Ill just blog about the past few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Was planning to go out after school. But TOO much homework. damn. So Mr Tan came over. lol.. did homework and stuff. then he started playing the piano. lol? not bad la. for a beginner. Ended it off with Pizza Hut ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102890723659310770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RtEcE69ZZrI/AAAAAAAAANA/W3L1-vav0CE/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh, using my photoshop skillz, I edited a photo of Yiwen playing the piano. Now am i just PRO? jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I had to do the brochure stuff ALL by myself. WTF. Then they also keep pestering me that 'it better be good' SERIOUSLY whats ur probs? Ill do it just dont add to the pressure and all. I had to stay up the frikkin WHOLE night. You guys better be thankful man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came late because of brochure finishing. Well, luckily they said thank you and stuff, or i would have cracked. I said THEY? except one la. because of that I was SUPER sleepy today. DAMN sleepy and tired. I slept for the whole EA period. Still had Bio remedial, DAMN TIRED. Then went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;LOL, something DAMN funny happened before bio remedial. It was damn weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wille asked me if he can on my phone bluetooth for some testing thing. After 5 mins my phone suddenly started to vibrate and ring VERY LOUDLY. WTF. Then I was like damn shocked la because I dont know how to off it. My phone screen seemed normal, but the language suddenly changed into some indonesian. Wtf man. Then I passed it to Yinan. THEN IT CHANGED TO CHINESE. LOL. Then I passed it to wadee. THEN IT CHANGED TO VIETNAMESE. Then Xian Hui wanted to look. heh luckily it never change to Korean. I switched off the bluetooth, and it repaired. FINALLY. Basket lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was the day of the Butterfly project thing. It was damn fun la with some depression slitted into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Started off in the morning. I woke up late! and reached band room late! damn! just too tired la! I was just sleeping and sleeping and sleeping at every part of the process to school. We practiced abit of Elisabeth and The Mainstreet Parade. Woohoo! Denny will be playing with us. That means trumpet imba pwnage. PWN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that we had a 4hr break LOL. First went to PP to eat at KFC with Chris and Louise. Then went to VS to visit the guys and talk cock. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went back to VJ to pack up instruments and go on the bus. I slept in the bus! lol. Hwa Chong is seriously frikkin HUGE. DAMN HUGE. Its like, u can get lost in there. We settled at the pt. Then I realised. I DONT HAVE MY PHONE. ZOMG. Went to call the bus driver and all.... ZOMGGGGGGG NO PHONEEEEEEE. SHIT. FUCK. lol, cant really do anything now... haiya... went to the holding room to tune up and stuff. Then we had a rehearsal. lol the two peices sucked la no offence because we have a damn small band so the sound isnt that loud. and i screwed my part :(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that we had dinner. LOL saw Norman. Had a bit of a talk. GO NORMIE. After that went back to the holding room. LOL. There was a soccer ball there. damn funny. We tried to keep the soccer ball in the tuba case so that we can kope it LOL. We were like planning how to do it. LOL. Then we made fun of Eugene LOLLL. Go anyhow say that he got afair with the amkss malay bari girl LMFAO. He became racist and all LOLOLLOL. DAMNNN funny man. Then we went off to do our performance. WOOHOO! It was great!. First it was kinda weird because I can hear some trumpet playing DAMN loud. I know its Denny. For awhile I thought its a bad thing. But I understand that its to  substitute the lack of trumpets. wooh he is really pro. damnnnn pro. HE did the trumpet part damn nicely. Especially the Elisabeth. Woohseh. DAMN NICE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOL, then we went to the room below the PT to wait for the finale. LOL. Continued pestering Eugene about AMKSS. LOLLLLLLL. But seriously amk some girls quite good seh. LOL RIGHT. Then we found some soccer ball outside. LOLLLL. AGAIN we tried to figure out ways to Kope the ball. LOLLOLOLOOL. WE DECIDED TO PUT IT IN THE TUBA BELL AND COVER IT WITH A FILE. OMFG LOLOLOLOLOOL. WTFFF. Then we had the finale at last. LMFAOOOO. MATTHEW SUDDENLY GOT A MICROPHONE. LOL. 2 MICROPHONE IN FACT. I THOUGHT HE ALSO WANT TO KOPE BRING HOME LOLOLOL. So we passed one microphone down. LOLOLOL. . So we tested it. AND IT WORKS LOL. SO I WHACKED IT DAMN HARD LIKE A FEW TIMES. THEN GOT LILE A DOOP DOOP SOUND AT THE BACK GROUND. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. THEN JUN HAO TRIED TO PREVENT ME FROM DOING IT BY PLACING IT IN HIS POCKET. BUT I STILL WHACKED IT. LOL THEN GOT THE SOUND IN THE BACKGROUND AGAIN. LOL I WAS LIKE LAUGHING MY ASSS OFFFFFFF. LOL. I guess they realised what it was and switched off the microphone. LOL. Luckily la, or matthew would have start singing into it. AND I WOULD HAVE SHOUTED INTO IT. LOL. OH WELL. AT LEAST I HAD MY FUN. LOL. Then we went back to VJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haiya still could not find my phone :( Oh well. Then we reached VJ at last and could see a huge crowd cheering for KEELY some campus superstar thingy or was it project superstar. LOL i dunno cos im not chinese and I dont watch these things!. xD. I kept my instrument. LOl and I saw Yiwen and Timo at the grand piano. GAYING. no la. jkjkjk. They were playing la. I helped the percussion move instrument to the General Office place there, dunno what its called. KEELY LOST IN THE END :( But oh well! second place is damn good la!. I HOPE WE GET FULL DAY. lol the band assembled and started playing Victoria Anthem. WOOH!. I couldnt go there cos I was running outside VJ to the car. lol I could hear the surprised sounds of victorians when the anthem was played. Woah it was played damn nice.... must have been our spirits. Woah and it was loud also. sialah... I could hear it from outside VJ. Super good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well it was beside the phone loss. haiya.. I must give my thanks to Christopher. lol, for helping me throughout on no.1 helping me call me phone several times. no.2 comforting and strategising on how we are going to find the phone. THANKS MAN. Also need to thank Charissa, Meiyi and the teachers for helping me :D. THANKS ALOT. Thanks guys. :D. I really hope the bus ppl find my phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohwell, off to work NOW. Got BIO and LA ZOMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-4547332424332930496?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4547332424332930496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4547332424332930496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4547332424332930496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4547332424332930496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/yooz-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RtEcE69ZZrI/AAAAAAAAANA/W3L1-vav0CE/s72-c/DSC00168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1582176268786658255</id><published>2007-08-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:18:01.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Pants*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today damn tiring la. :(. I got so much homework to do.. :( IF I want to slack tomorow. HMM just blog about one thing la xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was Band Investiture. Lol it was very interesting. There were several speeches, lots of laughs, a nice (and emo) video, but overall, GREAT FUN XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had some of the huge 5KG cake. lol yes, 5KG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL the funniest part is at the end la. When all the girls quickly ran out of the room. You know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos all the MALE Ex Co were stripped to their underwear. LOL. including J2s AND 2 extra ppl LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn funny la, totally pwnage. they had to run to the curtains and cover themselves up. Then Kah Siong took all their clothes and put them outside. LOL, I didnt take part in the stripping la, I was just watching one corner while playing the drumset. hehe, I can actually coordinate!. DAMN FUN XD. LOL But I left early la, so i dunno how they got their clothes back on.. cos i cannot go home to late, alot of homework remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yes, homework, ZOMFG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-1582176268786658255?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1582176268786658255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1582176268786658255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1582176268786658255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1582176268786658255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/pants-today-damn-tiring-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4202380536643373027</id><published>2007-08-21T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:11:14.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol, today arh, was damn weird... (GL)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL lang arts was very interesting... The group started talking about homosexual and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes Barney is a homo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL, Gabriel, your gay barney song sounds so true LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then after that we got to watch censored movies O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK MAN. I am never going to go to thailand to find a GF/WIFE. NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*shiver*dragqueens*shiver*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After awhile... we had Civics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WOAH. Like a whole debate man!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WILLIE AND YIWEN, WE ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOL, totally pwned Mr Yang like always, seriously until he became so jacked that he changed topic. YES, this always happens during Civics. TOTAL OWN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Although Gabriel abit the basket, you and your extra marks. Suck up to get extra marks lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but PEACE MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After school went to TM with my aqueous friend. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looked around here and there. Damn loser lol, looking for assessment books :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heh now that there is not much work and since the stuff have been postponed! I shall sleep early today. PROMISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-4202380536643373027?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4202380536643373027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4202380536643373027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4202380536643373027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4202380536643373027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/yoz-lol-today-arh-was-damn-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-2422821770238184183</id><published>2007-08-20T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:13:33.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today really got nothing much la, except the fact that Im frikkin exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohwell. Im gonna post a poem which i made myself :D. (Dont worry NO PRACTICAL CRITICISM :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A True Friend. © - by Umar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitting around solitarily&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering about some mystery&lt;br /&gt;Who is my true friend, he or she?&lt;br /&gt;That person lasting eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind whistles, my heart releases a whisper&lt;br /&gt;A rhapsody of feelings to those who support me everyday&lt;br /&gt;But who will do that to me? I just wonder&lt;br /&gt;A feeling so strong, so nice in every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ~ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one who is there, I shall bestow appreciation&lt;br /&gt;And countless thanks to those there for me&lt;br /&gt;For I shall give you that recognition&lt;br /&gt;That person who I care for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the skies sing, I will appreciate your existence&lt;br /&gt;For that indescribable feeling here with me&lt;br /&gt;For a fact ill never show u my insolence&lt;br /&gt;Because I know with you I will be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ~ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainy days, you comfort me&lt;br /&gt;The shiny days, we share happily&lt;br /&gt;I know you will be there unhesitatingly&lt;br /&gt;Hey you’re not alone; ill sit next by you comfortably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pellets of events hurt me despairingly&lt;br /&gt;With texture so hard it penetrates me&lt;br /&gt;But, you will be my shield&lt;br /&gt;And that helpful sword I would reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ~ - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grave shall lie in your flowers of despair&lt;br /&gt;Your existence I shall bring, like that handy knife&lt;br /&gt;You are that person, one very rare&lt;br /&gt;That I shall bring happily in the afterlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will stay forever in my memory&lt;br /&gt;That person that I shall cherish everlastingly&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, my death I will bring u in me&lt;br /&gt;I would keep you forever, don’t worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still have a long life to live, so much time given to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But this poem does bring some memories ....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-2422821770238184183?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2422821770238184183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2422821770238184183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2422821770238184183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2422821770238184183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-really-got-nothing-much-la-except.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-1486861671909371182</id><published>2007-08-20T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:13:22.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes, doing Lit Essay until late in the night cause very weird words to be typed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The ‘small, white quickly moving hands, and red finger-nails’ reveals finesse that is required to do hand jobs - the landlady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-1486861671909371182?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1486861671909371182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1486861671909371182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1486861671909371182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1486861671909371182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-doing-lit-essay-until-late-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-70475089182282556</id><published>2007-08-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:19:36.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol, today was pretty boring ... MOST OF THE TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, physics had a bit of laughter in it lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Boy: Can you tell me some other forces? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kanishk: Torque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Boy: Talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kanishk: TORQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Boy: DORK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kanishk: TORQUE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Boy: PORK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol sometimes, pronounciation of some races CMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yiwen: yaya, pork force, throw in the middle of muslims, they all run away (accelerate))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(lol basket.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, after school went to KFC Parkway to eat Lunch with Yiwen and Darren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL wtf sia the cashier damn act cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Umar: Can I add a two peice meal to my current order?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cashier: OF COURSE you can, I mean you have a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Umar (WTF LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Watch out for this guy lol, indian again lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darren and I went home lol, but Yiwen went back to school to wait for someone (O.o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol went home. first thing i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;felt sooo tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the way till 9 lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was great la catching up on the sleep. lol but waste time. ohwell, need to finish my lit essay now! xD&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/8463768876908514453-70475089182282556?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/70475089182282556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=70475089182282556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/70475089182282556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/70475089182282556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3291995449955044292</id><published>2007-08-15T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:39:36.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My body laid stagnant amongst a thin sheet of cushion commonly known as a mattress with hands covering my face and my other hand clutching my handphone possessively. The seemingly mellifluous pattering of raindrops outside of the room resounded in the room harmoniously, soothing my troubled heart.&lt;/span&gt; However, I felt a pattering of something else somewhere around me. A sudden tingling feeling echoed into my liquids crawling towards that pattering source. I know it is somewhat dangerous and malicious, however I felt some form of enjoyment in it. No, I dont think enjoyment is the correct word for it. Slowly, as it possessed me, taking me into another world, I found the correct feeling for it.... satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-3291995449955044292?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3291995449955044292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3291995449955044292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3291995449955044292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3291995449955044292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction'/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5066318885107932961</id><published>2007-08-15T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:17:05.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Not blogged for frikkin ages! Been really toooooo lazy. but since im kinda hyped up now. why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;LOL yesterday was just frikkin funny, had the BEST laughter in the month LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WHY? lol Gabriel and Yiwen are damn funny sia... cant really blog totally about it in detail cos its kinda ..... heh. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then I went back to VS to see the vscb guys. lol, got damn humiliated by rama :(. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah la my dota sucks la. Saturday 1v1. You L1R5 of 40 guy!. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While that indian (heh jk) was doing his night study program downstairs LOL PWNAGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was in the band room... doing something I wanted to do for a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONDUCT :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, at first it was kind of confusing, because you must take note of alot of things, but i got the hang of it in the end :D. It was really fun and a real good experience.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wondered what it would feel like if I actually became SC :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But oh well. IFs dont happen eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have to say that VSCB has good players, just that they need to blend in with each other, and be .... one band, one sound (lmfao cliche shit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I must admit, some people, havent changed ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went back home damn late. wootz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It was ok la... lol. the usual laughter and stuff. lol this new group real rocks!.  xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol went to sleep during IH option in the band room. But some weird stuff happened, cos when i woke up, my vision was damn blurred. really DAMN blurred. Couldnt see my handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Damn wtf la. :(. i really couldnt see man, But it focused after awhile. zomg lol, for a few seconds a feeling of malaise descended upon me at the thought of wearing glasses. But ohwell got better wat, whats the sadness for man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after that bp. damn man. lol combine sectionals really suck. I should have ponned like Eric. zomg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lol I really need to start with my homework now....heheheh XD&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/8463768876908514453-5066318885107932961?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5066318885107932961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5066318885107932961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5066318885107932961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5066318885107932961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/heyz-not-blogged-for-frikkin-ages-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-7377351907760822843</id><published>2007-08-12T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:31:24.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Really not an interesting day, kinda... :(\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So to brighten things up! I shall post two funny-interpretation-of-foreign-language-clips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENJOY:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc" name="movie"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSsXlRytRDs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtJRNyPK-lc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-7377351907760822843?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7377351907760822843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7377351907760822843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7377351907760822843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7377351907760822843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/really-not-interesting-day-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-187382924119088700</id><published>2007-08-12T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:47:34.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn man, my Dota skillz have DEPROVED. or maybe everyone is just proer... omg! lol. Really DAMN SIANZ. but ohwell, I still get a mega kill once in a while :D. I shall spam Dota for the rest of the day! lol.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, that was the bad news.. to make things more cheered up, I shall blog about something funny from Kow's blog :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"As a result of an overwhelming lack of requests, and with research help from that renown scientific journal SPY magazine (January, 1990) - I am pleased to present the annual scientific inquiry into Santa Claus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2) There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn’t (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to to 15% of the total - 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that’s 91.8 million homes. One presumes there’s at least one good child in each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about… 78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc. This means that Santa’s sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man- made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second - a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized Lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that “flying reindeer” (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload - not even counting the weight of the sleigh - to 353,430 tons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) 353,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance - this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity (gravity’s pull is 9.81 m per second squared). A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force. Again, for comparison - this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion - If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he’s dead now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As quoted from hairlarious.wordpress.com&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/8463768876908514453-187382924119088700?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/187382924119088700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=187382924119088700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/187382924119088700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/187382924119088700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/yo-damn-man-my-dota-skillz-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6773466905698333688</id><published>2007-08-10T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:19:49.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Been TOO lazy and 'tired'to blog. Can say the past few days were great :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Simpsons was funny, BUT kinda dumb and sexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But oh well lol. AMERICANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;National Day was o - k. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The NDP was o - k. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm.... well the begining was boring and nonsensical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean... Dimsum dollies WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Singapore song this year wasnt nice... (heh nothing new.. jkjk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the ending was kinda nice la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Opera singer was totally pwnage... especially the girl one, high notes... wah just nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The SSO played damn nice la... i really like their French Horns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH, but i must say, how come got ang moh in SSO?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOLLL it was damn funny when the camera showed all the MPs, PMs, Ms, and so on so forth, wearing this super gay bear cap. it was like DAMNNNN FUNNY LA. WTF. they look damn dumb LOLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another weird thing about this National Day is the appearance of this... people in fish costumes... WTFFFF. LMFAO. they look totally wtf. REALLY LOL. then got one super enthu, dancing like hell. Well, I think that person must have been reallly happy to be able to actualli stand on the grand stand.... lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANOTHER WEIRD THING. the president didnt take his NDP gift bag. lol ????? Wanted to take picture of the chair and the UNTAKEN bag, but people were kinda pushing to get down... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had pizza hut after all that and im totally bloated... so i need to rest abit bfor going to slp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woah what a day man :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-6773466905698333688?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6773466905698333688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6773466905698333688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6773466905698333688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6773466905698333688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/heys-been-too-lazy-and-tiredto-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6123196574659479892</id><published>2007-08-05T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T13:06:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After such a 'EXCITING' and 'ACTION-PACKED' review week, I think we could have some laughs... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st - 7 things I hate about people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the T.V. Remote because they refuse to walk to the T.V. And change the channel manually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, dumb ass? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, like some what between lame and funny... but the next one is nicer.. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Female Comebacks ! ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Is this seat empty?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Your place or mine?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: So, what do you do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: I'm a female impersonator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Hey baby, what's your sign?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Do not enter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Unfertilized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Your body is like a temple.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Sorry, there are no services today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: ! But would you stay there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL DONT USE IT ON ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL, some lit connotative usage here.. lol, THE INNOCENT STAY AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are you a chicken farmer? ’Cos you can definitely raise a cock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby, let’s play army. I'll lay down, you can blow me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Want to come see my HARD DRIVE? I promise it isn't 3.5 inches and it ain't floppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was your dad a baker? Cause you've got a nice set of buns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Use index finger to call someone over then say) I made you come with one finger, imagine what I could do with my whole hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, ^^. good luck for the remainding 3 papers :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-6123196574659479892?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6123196574659479892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6123196574659479892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6123196574659479892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6123196574659479892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-after-such-exciting-and-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-1089358340735659258</id><published>2007-08-02T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:44.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think its just undefinable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I decided to look it up on images on google, and I saw something interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094088322873902194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RrHWVwtdRHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gJkoLbHWDhA/s320/LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes, there is also this very nice love poem by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elizabeth Barret Browning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How do I love thee? let me count the ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love thee to the level of everyday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most quest need, by sun and candle-light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love thee purely, as the turn from Praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and. if God choose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shall but love thee better after death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now thats true love. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-1089358340735659258?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1089358340735659258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1089358340735659258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1089358340735659258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1089358340735659258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-love-i-think-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RrHWVwtdRHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gJkoLbHWDhA/s72-c/LOVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3893554753348693821</id><published>2007-07-31T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:29:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Famous quote of the day : Mr Lam ' some people DSA. You know what DSA is or not?? Dont Study Anymore.' LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Lam is the first funny and cool maths teacher wakakka. Mr Lam ROCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BUT DONT GIVE US HARD PAPER PLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heh Im gonna study :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Good luck for all for review week. :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-3893554753348693821?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3893554753348693821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3893554753348693821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3893554753348693821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3893554753348693821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol-famous-quote-of-day-mr-lam-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-8411667886117907949</id><published>2007-07-29T03:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T03:47:29.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL IM JUST UP AND AWAKE TO SAY THAT I JUST FINISHED READING HARRY POTTER. LOLLLL YES, I JUST FINISHED IT AT 3.46AM LOL. &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/8463768876908514453-8411667886117907949?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8411667886117907949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8411667886117907949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8411667886117907949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8411667886117907949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol-im-just-up-and-awake-to-say-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-7861191406806424248</id><published>2007-07-28T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:44.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;N :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092249840648012866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqtOQAtdREI/AAAAAAAAAMg/suUunD1pWAI/s320/Tifa+Lockheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHOTOSHOPPING SKILLZ. Tifa rocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqtOLAtdRDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SA-sUPMnZQE/s1600-h/Tifa_Lockheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092249754748666930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqtOLAtdRDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SA-sUPMnZQE/s320/Tifa_Lockheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MORE PHOTOSHOPPP SKILLZ. Yuna rocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092250325979317346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqtOsQtdRGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/O1nKtRg8QS4/s320/Tifa-Lockheart-2-editt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh DRAW :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-7861191406806424248?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/7861191406806424248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=7861191406806424248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7861191406806424248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/7861191406806424248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/f-i-n-l-f-n-t-s-y-d-d-i-c-t-i-o-n-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqtOQAtdREI/AAAAAAAAAMg/suUunD1pWAI/s72-c/Tifa+Lockheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-8630191710245771639</id><published>2007-07-28T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:48:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wakakaka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today started with speech day. LOL more like it started with me waking up late at 1.20. LOLOL damn dumb sia. had to hurry and all without lunch *grumble*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;During my 'studying' time in the LT louiis decided to go out to the toilet. lol. i mean 'toilet'. We ended up going to 711. w00tz. thats where i got somewhat of a lunch. :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I saw some police car at VJ and realised it probably must be the ministers guards. Heh, and i was thinking luh, IF my dad gets promoted to minister fof anything. heh then wouldnt I have mine :D:D:D:D:D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that I went to Zion with the VS guys. lol wtf am I doing. I just come to the point where review week doesnt seem to be any important for some reason. lol ohwell~ Played some dota games followed by CS. lol wtf played with JACKSON. I knew that I heard his name somewhere. Then he told me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HE WAS MY MAPLE GUILD LEADER LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah la, WAS lol THE PAST DUDE... like 1 year ago when i had completely NO LIFE playing maple 4 hours a day. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ate at Banquet then when back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;On the way lol, we talked about some band issues la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well I have to say that VSCB as a band is fucked la. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But actually as individuals, they arent so bad, and can get a GWH if conducted proper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I guess Mr Tan just gave up. loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But the thing is at least ONE person can stand up and make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I cant do anything cos Nicholas wont allow me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Eventhough I have my supporters :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And PLUS Im already out and in IP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So YOU. THE EX CO and SLs. Have to do something about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dont think some angel will come and cure everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DO IT YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You ppl CAN do it. But just arent TRYING to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make VSCB unFUCKed lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-8630191710245771639?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8630191710245771639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8630191710245771639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8630191710245771639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8630191710245771639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/wakakaka-today-started-with-speech-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-2906203239488329359</id><published>2007-07-27T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:45.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoUEgtdRAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GlU9-TlOFbQ/s1600-h/FF7+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091904396428395522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoUEgtdRAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GlU9-TlOFbQ/s320/FF7+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoTUwtdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/YaMgV-uIX0o/s1600-h/FF7+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091903576089641970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoTUwtdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/YaMgV-uIX0o/s320/FF7+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Fight all evil but dont end up fighting yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091904855989896210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoUfQtdRBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/rbURylaMdpM/s320/ff7advent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it to save others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091905319846364194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoU6QtdRCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sJqQe6gZkOk/s320/yuna22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And you will be rewarded with happiness and satisfication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And even be loved by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Its about time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-2906203239488329359?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2906203239488329359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2906203239488329359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2906203239488329359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2906203239488329359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/fight-all-evil-but-dont-end-up-fighting.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoUEgtdRAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GlU9-TlOFbQ/s72-c/FF7+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3387254729376492389</id><published>2007-07-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:45.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoQDgtdQ-I/AAAAAAAAALw/dbfzQNit-VA/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091899981202015202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoQDgtdQ-I/AAAAAAAAALw/dbfzQNit-VA/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; lol it seems geraints face is too ugly to be seen. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was just GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ended of Indiventure Week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Congrats to Jon Cheahs group for winning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Played with louiis soccer. That guy is just a fast monster. I can NEVER get past him because he always blocks me no matter how i trick the ball pass him. AND he is just too fast. but i managed to ole him once :D. LOL. But he injured my shin AND whacked my nose. LOL oh yes and cant help throwing the ball at me. LOL. heh but u miss :P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went to VS after friday prayers. Crapped around with the Tbone section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kinda realised that VS has quite ok individual players but just does not work out well as a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lloll, played the bari sax :D:D:D:D heh some godlike thrashing bumblebee and sight reading skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Just gave Geraint some tips to get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lol, heh I may be very good but i still got a long way to go, must pwn Eric! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went out for dinner with the VS guys at KFC. lol. Laughter and all. But i suddenly realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WTF am i doing, 5 days to review week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*heart stops*&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/8463768876908514453-3387254729376492389?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3387254729376492389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3387254729376492389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3387254729376492389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3387254729376492389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol-it-seems-geraints-face-is-too-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqoQDgtdQ-I/AAAAAAAAALw/dbfzQNit-VA/s72-c/DSC00111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-8115282974734730641</id><published>2007-07-24T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090723821587874754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXiWAtdQ8I/AAAAAAAAALg/bsQVu652HP8/s320/yuna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXiewtdQ9I/AAAAAAAAALo/2jPid1kuRkQ/s1600-h/yuna400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090723971911730130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXiewtdQ9I/AAAAAAAAALo/2jPid1kuRkQ/s320/yuna400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Its ok to fantasize, but you will be wishing for a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-8115282974734730641?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8115282974734730641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8115282974734730641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8115282974734730641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8115282974734730641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-ok-to-fantasize-but-you-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXiWAtdQ8I/AAAAAAAAALg/bsQVu652HP8/s72-c/yuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1604694347736459203</id><published>2007-07-24T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:45.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXIGAtdQ7I/AAAAAAAAALY/7gnLqRQ_GAE/s1600-h/Kadajj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090694959407645618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXIGAtdQ7I/AAAAAAAAALY/7gnLqRQ_GAE/s320/Kadajj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you dont have a choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You just smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos its a fucked world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1604694347736459203?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1604694347736459203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1604694347736459203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1604694347736459203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1604694347736459203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-you-dont-have-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RqXIGAtdQ7I/AAAAAAAAALY/7gnLqRQ_GAE/s72-c/Kadajj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-4804894255056719087</id><published>2007-07-23T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:27:24.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yooooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today started with the most cock thing in the world. INDIEVENTURE WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um, happy indiventure  week ? ESPECIALLY TO THOSE SUCKERS TAKING MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. LOL end damn late LOL. heheheh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Im so lucky I didnt bid la, then get Be Amused, probably the most sucky unpopular yet the best! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well Im grouped with Ocean, Leslie, Yuhan, Meng Xi, and... i forgot the last name &gt;.&lt;. :( my bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well it was fun la. xDDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that stayed back with Louiis. LOL damn funni sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Louiis is Harry Potter and Yadav is snape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;That makes Tan Voldermort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fuck i dont wanna be Ron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL and i think that person isnt Hermione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walau he damn skill sia with his soccer skillz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that went to do some individuals with Louise and Christopher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol hearing him for first time in AGES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Not bad la. considering damn long already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Heh , i practiced my usual. then played this nice song called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hungarian Dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Its damn nice la seriously.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really wish i could go and practice more, but they had to leave. I think i love playing alto sax. high notes are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ORGASMIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kinda IT for today xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-4804894255056719087?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4804894255056719087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4804894255056719087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4804894255056719087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4804894255056719087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooooo-today-started-with-most-cock.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4136182888328275736</id><published>2007-07-21T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:28:26.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today was just great sehhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had band prac in the morning.. LOL now got some pokemon craze. I GOT POKEMON IN MY PHONE. BEAT THAT! heheheh. damn funny la seeing j1s arguing about pokemon. like LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Played some soccer in the band room.. is that allowed? =X lol. Pumped 20 for being late heh some excercise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DAMN LOL i BROKE my Zonda reed. FRIGGIN HELL! IT WAS DAMN GOOD LA!!  LOL. damn suay.  but nvm la. heh later go kope xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to VS to meet the usual heheh. Went all the way to IMM to buy accessories BUT found out it that Band World was closed! LOL. buay song arh! Went to eat at Secret recipe! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alot of damn funny stuff happened today, probably take AGES. coz i need to ZHAO. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that went to ZION and played Dota and CS. tsk! playing like 1 week before review week tsktsk. LOL the first 2 games were screwed after that it was quite ok, but  because of stupid Naga Siren dunno how to farm, we tio pwned like mad. then play CS. not bad sia! LOL, stupid JOJO face being an idiot again, LOL. After that went dinner and then bought some PSP stuff. lol and went back home at 9? wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wahseh need to start studying for review week. or not damn GG. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-4136182888328275736?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4136182888328275736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4136182888328275736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4136182888328275736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4136182888328275736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo-today-was-just-great-sehhh-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-8321638455157390690</id><published>2007-07-19T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:32:59.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Really got nothing much to say today except that i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;VERY&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;VERY sleepy..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thats why today I just sleeeeeeeeeeeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thats today lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ahh well, now have to do peer evaluation form for IM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Its really scary how you dont know what the others write about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How they may be biased and all :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But ahh well. what can I do man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I know that I didnt contribute equally at the end.. but the begining I was active. haiya, cos of my band la. but ohwell, sacrifise is another thing in life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; But I shall grade everyone else equally without biasness. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-8321638455157390690?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/8321638455157390690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=8321638455157390690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8321638455157390690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/8321638455157390690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoo-really-got-nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6115151817419695788</id><published>2007-07-18T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:15:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;~ Thoughts ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever thought of the word.. POSER. ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean like people like to insult each other by calling each other POSERS of some sort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rite? lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But seriously, who is a poser? who isnt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at one group of people. Malays to be precise. Who they call Mats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who is a real mat who is a mat poser? What DEFINES a mat from a non mat? What distinguishes the addition of the word POSER to the name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know in the end, its all up to us. Why? It is because the definition of a poser or not a poser is all based on what we THINK is a poser and what we THINK is not a poser. We lived in a world defined by ourselves with thoughts influenced by others. With that, everything is indefinite, and becomes objective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So to think about it, there is no point calling some guy a poser, cos he may be not a poser according to other people. W00tz! So we are correct and wrong at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What irony!&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-6115151817419695788?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6115151817419695788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6115151817419695788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6115151817419695788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6115151817419695788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts-have-you-ever-thought-of-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6642929190077574240</id><published>2007-07-18T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:18:28.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol! I didnt blog ystd cos i was SUPER TIRED after the concert *pants*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well lets just start from yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tuesday : 17th July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, lessons were really kinda normal!? nothing so interesting, besides the fact that I really dont understand Chem. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After lessons, went to the band room to get ready to go to VCH for finale band prac. The finale band people had to bring ALL our stuff ( Full attired + instrument) to VCH. heh finally got to use those $165 black shoes hehehehe. so nice la xD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We reached there early... FOR THE SECOND TIME heh. Since we were early, we started to loiter around, and go to the toilet and etc. wahh i got to hear a BBBb note for the first time in my life... From Tuba pro Jun Hao. damn pro sia. Billabong, sorry but u tio thrashed ^^. After we got told that it was gonna start, i rushed to wear everything and sat at my original spot. WTF LA, the frikkin CJ guy was showing off his altissimo notes la. I must admit, they are frikkin pro. BUT STFU AND DONT SHOW OFF LOLLLL. Eh but he really pro la. Me and Eugene were thinking of whacking him up after the concert... well, that is AFTER we ask him how he become so pro. LOL. Well, THE BAND PRAC SUCKEEEDD ZOMG. Trumpets were just trying to overpower each other AGAIN. My instrument was FLAT again -.- wah so sian!!!. Heh but it got better in the end. Hmm and i realised that person didnt come!!! w00tz! but so wat lol. We practiced the peices until 6. Then we put down our instruments at our allocated rooms, and proceeded to the reception area for our dinner ^^ (which was not so bad la) lmfao Matthew was talking to the stupid eupho St Pats guy. LOl i think they can be best friends..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Matthew: Eh.. u are so cute~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; St Pats Eupho: yeah... *blah blah blah blah* thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Matthew: I want to touch you le, your skin damn soft. (reaches for the eupho guys hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOLOLOL WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I wanted to go to the eupho amkss girl and tell her to tell the St Pats eupho guy to stop talking to her during band prac! damn irritating. can even hear him from where i was ! But i can tell he was getting owned heh. But i didnt go in the end, too busy doin other stuff la! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After the break, went to the waiting room, LOL and the whole band came. whats so LOL you would ask? Well, its a red Christina coming to beat me up. LOLLL. I took the file for the finale band prac, which resulted in her being unable to play.. well after that she said she could play cos she already memorised LOL. NOOOB :P. But i got pwned la. Christina so violent sia! LOL. Waited for AGES before we were allowed to prepare to perform. We went to the tuning room to tune (duhxD) just like SYF lol! And yes, exactly like SYF also, she told me she was sad and all LOL. :P. Once we were ready, we made our way to the waiting area, and got the oppurtunity to hear CJC play. OMFG SIALLLLLLL. THE ACTION CJ SACAPHONE GUY PLAYED SOME FRIKKIN NICE SOLOOOO. AND REACHED ALL THE ABOVE NORMAL RANGE NOTES LIKE SOME DOG. ZOMG IM JEALOUS SIALLLLLLLL. IT WAS LIKE FRIKKIN PWN. LOL. ERIC BUAY SONG LOL. Heh, well, i really wanna whack him lol! too jealous! mike! After they finished, It was VJs turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We played great la! Not full potential and all but ok la! hehe good job guys! :D But i seriously think we shud have played a better repetoire. Ours are all serious peices and the audience wont appreciate them, because not all people understand music. The pop ones will appeal to the audiences in a wayyy better way. OHWELL whats done is done. Though I think it would have been cool if we played Jap Graffiti heh. The non-finale band people went back to VJ while the finale band people went to the tuning room to get ready for the performance. lol, stupid CJ guy actioning again. heh. Im jealous man serious! the best school saxaphonist ive seen. DAMN JEALOUS SIAZZZ. OK ENOUGH LOL.  When we were ready.. we went to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well. I must admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;IT FRIKKIN SUCKED LA. WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The frikkin 1st trumpets were REALLY overpowering each other. become too imba then sounded like crap. I seriously wanted to say this to the 1st trumpets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;FUCKYOULAKNNCCBSPOILTHEFRIKKINSONGGOANDSELLPRATA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I cant la! too vulgar. sumore im asking for trouble LOL!. So me and eugene decided to suan them amongst ourselves, but kinda loudly so they can hear. hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The Safari was totally off la! The percussion screwed like hell! wtfz man! LOL to think of it, I think the audience would be like ' IS THIS REALLY TOP BAND PLAYING!?!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well I must admit again. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- We didnt have much practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- We are from different bands with different playing styles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-We dont really know each other so we are not united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Haiya. nvm la, not really our fault la. lol Mr No Name (LOLOLOL SOUNDS DAMN LOL) gave us assuring smiles and notwhat BUT he zhao like hell at the end la. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We went back to the band room after everything was done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YUJIE FOR GIVING ME A PRESENT LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SO UNEXPECTED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ZOMG! Unfortunately I cant do anything in return cos she isnt in band anymore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;IT WAS SO SWEET. LOL BOTH MEANINGS. THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Reached band room around 10+. wahhh. End up reaching home at 11+. too tired and all. eat my supper then went to slp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VJCSB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It was real great performing with you guys again. Eventhough it wasnt like pwnage.. or orgasmic LOL. It was still great! THANKS GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To Finale Band Ppl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, it WAS kinda great playing with the best players of each band. Eventhough it wasnt that good. hope we meet again LOL! but i dun wanna see 1st trumpets + CJ pro sax guy. LOLOLOL jks. TAG to notify that u seen this blog LOL. and keep in contact if ye wanna! w00tz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YOU NOOB! heh lol. Screw up some parts for wat. but at least you played 90%. so its not so bad xD heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today/Wednesday: 18th July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today wasnt so bad la... lol. Just frikkin sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SLEEEEEEEEEEP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh wellz xD cant help it mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Practiced for awhile aftr school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Christina's sax is real hard to play lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And i wanna play alto ! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-6642929190077574240?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6642929190077574240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6642929190077574240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6642929190077574240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6642929190077574240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo-lol-i-didnt-blog-ystd-cos-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4152482337969049150</id><published>2007-07-16T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:18:09.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yooo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol! havent been blogging for past few days. been busy ^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lit today was just evil la. Ms Yadav just picked on Willie and Yiwen for no reason. Then she purposely made Rachel get out of the class to teach us about climax and all. WTF. Damn bad sia. I mean seriously la, she could seriously do some emotional damage.. The other lessons went on like usual. Chem is just damn tough... haiz. Been missing lots on bio also. shit. cos i had to go for finale band prac! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lol, i seriously think Finale Band sucks la, the band as a whole, no offence. I mean we just dont blend with each other. We also dont even KNOW each other. we only know those who are in our INITIAL BAND. Whats the point?! lol! Well. today band prac was kinda bad. lmfao CRUSHCRUSHCRUSHCRUSH. Dammit la, my instrument soo out of tune at the begining, damn embarrassing zz. the gay guy whos name i still dont know plays damn soft la.. or am I just too loud. heh. my playing wasnt so good, probably cos i didnt do a proper warm up. The Safari solo damn screwed la... shud have onli 1 person playing. then the tenor sax part damn hard sia. cos my pinkie is frikkin slow. oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Damn funny la. The euphos whole day flirting with the amkss girl, but according to them, its the lame  St Pats guy who keep asking dumb questions.. WHATS F# MAJOR SCALE?! He also tried to act funny but got pwned by jun hao. SCOLDED. tsk Amkss girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Another one is Matthew la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'The Amkss perc. girls were just all over me' - Matthew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*whole bus laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL pwned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;All this amkss girls thing damn dumb lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL then got charissa and the gangster St Pats Florist. LOL I admit he looks damn gangster lol! heh All chase Charissa LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well enough of St Pats and Amkss ppl. gotta do some work. ReVIEW WEEK COMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-4152482337969049150?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4152482337969049150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4152482337969049150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4152482337969049150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4152482337969049150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo-lol-havent-been-blogging-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5386922966528437212</id><published>2007-07-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:12:15.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~ Thoughts ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I was thinking... about technology nowadays... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We are aiming to create robots which are humanlike, physically and even mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But I think that will lead us to destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Because one who has emotions would have the capability to hate, to love, to be convinced, to be wronged, which are experienced through life that would change the robot itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It may be so bad, that it may be the next hitler. o.o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So we shouldnt create these things. They may think too much and lead to destruction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;lmfao, imagine a robot one day wants to commit suicide, 'ILL CUT MY PLUGS MAN, life sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol, and i shud seriously STOP watching Evangelion Neon Genesis, makes me feel frikkin EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5386922966528437212?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5386922966528437212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5386922966528437212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5386922966528437212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5386922966528437212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts-i-was-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6421737710986366768</id><published>2007-07-13T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:07:35.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yoo!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Happy v13 day? Yeah. 12/07/07; use of symbolism.. blah blah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today was jus.. normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;v11 played interhouse soccer. lol, the won 1(2-1), drawed two(0-0) and lost one(o-1). I went to the band room to practice when they were not playing and go watch when they are. heh, i practiced with the Alto Sax. xD, figured that i sound like eric. heh. infuence i guess o.o. Man of the match is obviously louiis.. LOL, with superb dribbling skills together with excellent passing, just made him a real important guy in the match. BUT lol, he got injured like FUCK. LOL. basically can say his body is beyond screwed -  hand pained,  broke ankle, huge bump on his knee... (grass in his hair lmfao). But he is still louiis o.o. Matches ended at 8 wtf. I followed him to 711 then we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Nothing much to blog about o.o. &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/8463768876908514453-6421737710986366768?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6421737710986366768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6421737710986366768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6421737710986366768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6421737710986366768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3419004385264190493</id><published>2007-07-12T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:24:40.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~ Thoughts ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;lol, I think I should do this everyday so that I can reflect on myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well, just thinking about the word.. understanding character..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Its something sooo important in life, yet acheiving it itself is real tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A character is a description of a person of a specificity adhering to emotion, predicting actions and etc ( its my own definition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How do u know if u know the true character of a person? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Everyone can show kindness through CHOICE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Everyone can be evil through CHOICE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So isnt everyone abit of everything????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;However, I think its the choice of how they reveal their character which defines them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But even through that, they may show the wrong thing, and may be a good person by right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So how the hell are we supposed to understand character!?!?!?!?&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/8463768876908514453-3419004385264190493?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3419004385264190493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3419004385264190493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3419004385264190493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3419004385264190493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts-lol-i-think-i-should-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-2811714444778433520</id><published>2007-07-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:09:37.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hmm. today got nothing much? The usual... had chaos theory at last. lol, Mr Wong teaching o.o Damn chaos lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The 3B boys came to VJ to sell soccer balls. I actually bought one lol, it costed 35 bucks la.. so much for charity :D. Went to watch V14 play inter house soccer after school with louiis. lol, they seriously damn tyco get a noob team. The opponent got totally no defence sia.. thats damn wtf la. empty space... Oh well, it will still be cool if they win, so that we can play an IP match. Heh that will be interesting :D:D:D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Didnt play my sax :( cos I have to do my Lit which i still havent done!. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Cyaz. xD&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/8463768876908514453-2811714444778433520?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2811714444778433520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2811714444778433520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2811714444778433520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2811714444778433520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yo-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-2519560766447646091</id><published>2007-07-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:13:39.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~ My thoughts in a sonnet ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do you know if your effort is worth the trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Especially when it is.. for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Because friendship is like a thin bubble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It may be something quick to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Inevitable challenges rise to our faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;With malice and capability to break us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;With toughness and strength of a thousand maces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Which is more than enough to break a heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It has many forms and shapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It may be an arguement or cold jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It may be accidental pain from falling grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or a question during epiphany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To fight this evil and break free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Both plays a part, yes, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;- Umar &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/8463768876908514453-2519560766447646091?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2519560766447646091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2519560766447646091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2519560766447646091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2519560766447646091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-thoughts-in-sakespearian-sonnet-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3269416830889401923</id><published>2007-07-11T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:52:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Today's lessons were o-k. Nuri, Reggie and some... other chinese guy came to VJC to promote their soccer balls which they are selling tomorow. Heh I wanna buy them :D. Malay in the morning was just... like usual ( I havent done my homework &gt;.&lt;)(WHICH I must pass up tomorow) Then we had LA. Damn cool la, got to watch this video called 'Thank You for smoking' LOL, really good movie. We couldnt watch it cos it was R rated I think. Nvm I go rent it later MWAHAHA. And I kinda picked up something new from the Desperate Housewives opening - 'Women are the fall of men'. heh TRUE. After that was break, Maths, break, Free period and lastly Civics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAND&lt;/span&gt; again. Woahh, Im still tired from yesterday la, then still got band today. We went through Elisabeth. After that, when the J2s arrived, we went through Spartacus and Liberty Bell. Stupid Christina never come XPP Must be BF-ing heh. Woah after that I saw Eric sight read Carnival of Venice. FUCKK MANNN. PROOOOOO. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTFF&lt;/span&gt;. Tio pwned la, just stare at him play.. I got kinda ispired so i went to practice the HUGE Sax book, then tried Carnival Of Venice myself. Frikkin hell la, onli the first parts can do, the damn fast running notes SUPER HARD. Its worse than bumblebee.... Looking to my left I see another Instrument - God playing;  Daniel from eupho, another Carnival of Venice player. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTFS&lt;/span&gt;. PROOOO. lol, I could complete one running note pag for the HUGE book already :D:D:D:D:D. After that, went home. LOL, Shushan call out for me to say hi. DAMN FUNNY LOL. She pronounces my name damn funny way LOL. This one even I cannot imitate. LOLLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Looking forward to SYF presentation, and AFTER CA2 so that I can start on my audition piece, heee. xDxDxD.&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/8463768876908514453-3269416830889401923?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3269416830889401923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3269416830889401923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3269416830889401923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3269416830889401923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5883744517418325093</id><published>2007-07-10T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:03:10.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today was just &lt;strong&gt;TIRING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lessons went on as usual... Imagineering was free period, so I did my Lit at last!!!. BTW its the one which was due ystd LOL. You know I also realised something about lit. Its all about &lt;strong&gt;SEX,&lt;/strong&gt; SERIOUS!!!. Willie saw Ms Sandhya talking to the PRC Scholars about lit and basically explaining to them about sex la. LOL. I think the lit assignment is about sex too. I MEAN LOOK AT THE TITLE. THE RIGHTS OF PASSAGE. DUUUDE. PASSAGE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then after school we had soccer. Im proud to announce that.. V13 WON BOTH MATCHES!!!!. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Super cool la, IP students (15 year olds) beating J1 - J2 students (17-18) in soccer. Well, all thanks to our man-of-the-match ASYRAF! scored all 2 goals. The cool thing is that his goals were damn cool. He just dribble through the WHOLE DEFENCE and SCORES!. WTFFFF, Pro la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Good defending by Darren and Gabriel!!! Lastly, great goalkeeping by Yinan!! :D. I played right striker... Hmmm didnt do real well, but at least played some part in the goals XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Had band after that... wahh siao... Benedict say I MUST go cos he also going. omg man, was just TIRED la. heh, but i still sound like usual.. mwahahah xD. Ended at 7 lol, super late. super tired. I didnt ask Mr Tan for some audition pieces, cos i look damn ... to put in comprehendable ways... 'mat' or 'gangster' for a band member. LOL. I cant wait man, i really wanna try out some pro piece so i can get into SWO(Youth) or Philharmonic (Youth). xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Woahs. now really too tired to do homework. i just gonna slp or play dota. SUPER TIRED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;heee.&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/8463768876908514453-5883744517418325093?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5883744517418325093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5883744517418325093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5883744517418325093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5883744517418325093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoo-today-was-just-tiring-lessons-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-9003571562506746192</id><published>2007-07-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:08:51.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I NEED AN AUDITION PIECE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Cos I feel like joining some comm band.. these are my choices :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mus'Art Wind Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Philharmonic Youth Winds&lt;br /&gt;Sembawang Wind Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Wind Symphony Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Philharmonic, and SWSY need audition... BUT I DONT HAVE A PIECE!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;And its also an issue of time... the earliest i will join is after CA2 la. lawl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Me, Jason and Winston can go join la wahahha, then later they come VJ can pwnz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;If they want to join then i dunno about the audition ones.. cos i think its kinda challenging for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;HMMM. Ill go ask Mr Leonard Tan ^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-9003571562506746192?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/9003571562506746192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=9003571562506746192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/9003571562506746192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/9003571562506746192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-audition-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-849627619899755000</id><published>2007-07-09T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:37:02.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Woahhh, today was frikkin tiring. started off ok with IH option and core. Mr Boy didnt come for physics.. so we had a 3 period break :D. Mwhaahaha. i was allowed to leave lessons after 12.10 cos I had band syf presentation rehearsal. mwahah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After having our lunch, we had a small rehearsal. lol, I think Chen Lu is frikkin pro la, her trumpeting skills damn nice sia... Pwns Benny, hehh. SWO mah, cant say much. But she is the best trumpeter I know. We went through spartacus before going for another break and heading to VCH. Frikkin hell la, Christina go and whack my head with a file just to wake me up in the bus! so violent sia J2 girls these days :P:P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Arrived at VCH just in time to hear St. Pats play. WAT THE FUCK SIA. SO PROOO. MIKE. Their players so frikkin imba man..... They played Jap Graffiti, WHICH I WANT TO PLAY. They got 7 frikkin Tubas, base line strong like no ones business. Walau, I hear them play, then compare to VS, damn sian LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that it was VJ's turn to play after warming up. HMM, i dunno, we did o - k? i think some parts lagged, but no one noticed much. HMM, i cant say la. Heh, I think Christina's Karma tio pwned, cos she go hit my head. THATS why she lost her breath during the 'j2 play onli' part. MWAHAHHA. super red face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We had some technical runthrough and saw that person from amkss O.O. xD. I seriously dunno how to pronounce her name. SERIOUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Left at 5 and reached schl to pack up and debreif. Wahh, after that came back home super tired. Just lied down on the bed and slept. = X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today was &lt;strong&gt;REALLY &lt;/strong&gt;tiring. zomgz!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I still havent cut my hair. lol. GG. Cnfm gonna get pwned by Mr Tan sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;On a lighter note... lol.... I wanna join SWO(Sembawang Winds Orchestra) after CA2. Heard that its quite pro so i think i can put up wih the standard. hehe, Any1 wanna join with me, feel free to tell me. Go join together ! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lastly, ALL THE BEST FOR TOMOROWS INTERHOUSE SOCCERR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Im playing either striker or keeper. w00tz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GO v13!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-849627619899755000?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/849627619899755000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=849627619899755000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/849627619899755000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/849627619899755000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo-woahhh-today-was-frikkin-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3108170003114062474</id><published>2007-07-09T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T01:05:11.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I just dont know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What is right, or what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Am I doing the correct thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What is true, or what is false&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Is what I think correct is, actually correct?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What is just a reality, or what is an illusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Are you just a fake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Life is a mystery they say, but its what makes it interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-3108170003114062474?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3108170003114062474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3108170003114062474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3108170003114062474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3108170003114062474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-i-just-dont-know-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5209453128200148034</id><published>2007-07-08T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:46.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, havent been blogging.. because everytime i on the com, i go to sleep then find myself waking up at 3am with the computer still on! ive been DAMNNN tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hmm. so start from yesterday.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Had band prac in the morning. Practiced the SYF presentation pieces Liberty Bell and Spartacus. It sounded better then an average band la.... BUT it wasnt our optimum playing skillz. Its kind of because Mr Tan is not around to help us... HMMM. But alot of players were MIA la. like Chen Lu and Mark... lol Mark ah... must be flirting somewhere in Singapore heh. LOl then i saw eric playing some frikkin semi - quavered score, and couldnt help myself trying it after he left (with the trumpet girls) I picked it up after one read through, so it kinda made me satisfied :D. After the band room locked up at 12.. I went to the best place in the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;VS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Made my way to the VSCB room. Mwahahas. Winston wanted to go Zion.. so he call me. but MIKEEEE in the end, they got sec3 band prac. So i just went with Marcus to the canteen to have lunch!!!. xD lol, then after he went home for JOJO - ing AND mum bdae-ing. (basket) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So i went back to the band room, i do what i do best!! PLAY OTHER PPLS INSTRUMENTS!! LOL. I played the clarinet and flute today. mwahaha. in like..2 minutes i can play 'Mary had a little Lamb' MWAHAHHA IM A NATURAL. With the flute.. I figured how to play 'Cant take my eyes of you' LOL. HOWS THAT MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The flute is hard to play la, need lots of air, then the high notes are hard to pitch, but I did get to pitch it but its damn... weiiird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084675613968917682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RpBlh_i1ZLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vs0ZmqsjRbs/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The clarinet... not say easy la, but my embrochure wasnt good for it, so i tend to overblow. But after awhile, i change embrochure. then can play with quite a nice tone !! xD But got damn alot of resistance la.. but i puled it off quite well in the end. mwahah THANK U GABRIEL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After that me, winston, Honesson G and the pig. lol jkjk. went to parkway to eat lunch. Ate at some fish place. eeks, the food kinda sucked la.. so i didnt finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol then we went LAN at zion. basket sial, we first play some bnet game, was going quite well, but sudenly opponent quit =.- So rm la. Then some VJ guys came to play with us. damn wtf man. tio thrashed twice la... not say they damn pro la. BUT their teamwork and coordination pwns us... probably cos i nvr play for long. AND im playing with noobs like jerad o,o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Left the place with 30 mins free to jerad. lol he happily play =.- So me, winston and LG went home. mike we were discussing if what jin meng say is true or wat la.. about the rayson wanking in front of him and all. I think its fake la. Rayson said that it is just him trying to sabo cos he didnt get SL position and he asked rayson to help him. Thats damn pwned la. I think its fake la. lol. jin meng.. mike damn fake of coz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went home and chatted for awhile, but wtf man i restart com, then i lie down on the bed at like 8, then i immediately slept. loL!!! so i didnt blog lol. argh still got alot of work to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;woke up damn late. still got lots of homework to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yeah. And i wld like to take back what i said in the previous post. NO ONE DESERVES TO DIE. I mean because each of us is flawed in our own ways.. so we should accept each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;heh but that just DOES NOT HAPPEN. &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/8463768876908514453-5209453128200148034?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5209453128200148034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5209453128200148034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5209453128200148034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5209453128200148034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoo-lol-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RpBlh_i1ZLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/vs0ZmqsjRbs/s72-c/DSC00077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-1739804811996361601</id><published>2007-07-05T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:14:21.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know, some people shud just fucking die. Well i know one who should. That person should be tortured in hell. You know who you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Others should hold their phones properly. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooo much work to be done, Sooo little time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Project K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is tomorow. shucks. all the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Malay Compo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dieeee. Tomorow also...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Reflections on Korea Trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lawl. dont be a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Lit Rap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to do it until 1am, but some fucker was running around whispering to people, so we couldnt record. I may just do it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then got to study for CA2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*breathe in**breathe  out*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1739804811996361601?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1739804811996361601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1739804811996361601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1739804811996361601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1739804811996361601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-1058795309606242430</id><published>2007-07-04T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:54:53.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Of Bodom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since I feel kinda dissappointed and depressed today. Im just gonna post the lyrics of my favourite Metal song. Which I also did for Lit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hate Me! - Children Of Bodom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born in ashes of molten hatred&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raised by demons in abodes of the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrecked by mangled wounds of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have become become the resurrection of the evil one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Yknow that I don't fucking care If I live or die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need a bishop preaching fire to get away with my sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I despise everything I see so I don't give a fuck if ya hate me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't got respect for humanity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never lived or wanted immortality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The reaper's shadow I fall upon to obscure my path&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every day I'm being battered up until I bleed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You motherfuckas just leave me be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya could never give me cure for the pain I feel inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Led by the reaper I walk in the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show me the way to yer kingdom come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in armageddon, I've been baptised in alcohol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm embodyment of antichrist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm living for my own demise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Satanic ? DUH. its DEATH metal dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-1058795309606242430?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/1058795309606242430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=1058795309606242430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1058795309606242430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/1058795309606242430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/children-of-bodom.html' title='Children Of Bodom'/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-381110358199008896</id><published>2007-07-03T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:47.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TROMBONE :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YOOO !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Heeeheee nothing bad again today xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, lessons were like normal, but we changed seatings and groups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My new group consists of Yiwen, Wadee, Gabriel and Xue Ya. GREAT XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lol, im satisfied with this table cos its really peacefull compared to other experiences. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HMMM, but we havent gotten a group name yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, after school, I headed straight to my favourite place... THE VSCB BAND ROOM XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eventhough Im some Alumni, i feel that it is a very homely place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I started of jamming ' In the Mood' with Kwang yi. He is really good man.... but i couldnt get the second rythm -.- SIAN. the solo is way frikkin hard. u must jump from high high f all the way to bottome Bb. thats like frikkin gay. but i can still practice :D:D. ANNNDDDD I FOUND OUT THAT I CAN PLAY 3 ALTISSIMO NOTES WOOOHOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can play the highest altissimo notte lol. HIGH HIGH HIGH D xDxD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;IM SO HAPPY XD. lol. BUT even better about today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I PLAYED A TROMBONEEEEEE. WOOOOHOOOOOO. I CAN PITCH UNTIL HIGH F SUMORE. LOL. Im so happy !!!!!!!. frikkin shiok LOL. XDXDXDXD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082953203234202722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopHAfi1ZGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eCXJuauRyQA/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OMG WHO IS THAT??? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082953667090670706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopHbfi1ZHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9um0_q1hRLg/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHO IS THAT TOO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082954049342760066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopHxvi1ZII/AAAAAAAAAK4/07vSSabkWiM/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;THERE HE IS AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082954457364653202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopIJfi1ZJI/AAAAAAAAALA/9Tc7Av0GzHM/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lol, dont emo la. Later become emo poser xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082956007847847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopJjvi1ZKI/AAAAAAAAALI/LNGJVi4whMA/s320/DSC00055.JPG" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;END WITH SMILES XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lol I really wanna buy a trombone. Frikkin nice sia, then play Csardas, like Christian Lindberg. But damn hard la. lol!!! OHWELL XD I WANNA DO IT THOUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DONATE TO ME A TROMBONE XDDDDDD i probably drop piano lol, and dedicate myself to tboning. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &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/8463768876908514453-381110358199008896?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/381110358199008896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=381110358199008896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/381110358199008896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/381110358199008896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/trombone-d.html' title='TROMBONE :D'/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RopHAfi1ZGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eCXJuauRyQA/s72-c/DSC00060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-4311058920433610004</id><published>2007-07-02T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:47.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MEET MY NEW IDOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082474103927301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RoiTRPi1ZFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WnICMYjTd0k/s320/kaori+Kobayashi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;KAORI KOBAYASHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-fxs_ZWXH4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WELL, I must admit la, she DOES look retarded at times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Which makes me think.. OMFG DO I LOOK LIKE THAT WHEN I PLAYO.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But she is good nonetheless la. Stupid Lebayle Jazz mouthpiece.... I also want!!. but wtf sia takes frikkin lots of air, so i assume her breathe support is godlike O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WOOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-4311058920433610004?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4311058920433610004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4311058920433610004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4311058920433610004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4311058920433610004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooo-meet-my-new-idol-d-lol-xd-kaori.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RoiTRPi1ZFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WnICMYjTd0k/s72-c/kaori+Kobayashi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-2558153586493225867</id><published>2007-07-01T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:26:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nothing bad happened today!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Had to wake up early in the morning to go watch transformers with 'JOJO' LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hmm. I learnt something by watching transformers.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I learned that quarells, hate and destruction are all brought by misunderstanding. Everyone doesnt take steps to make sure they understand everyone they know OR everyone keeps him / herself from everyone else. These things actually contribute to misunderstanding. And even worse, it brings pain and misery, through all sorts of methods... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The breaking of friendships, the making of enemies, waging of wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A cry of a broken friendship, the dispute of enemies and the destruction brought by war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Are these all necessary? Must we submit into all this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We have a choice. Yes, we have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I must admit, even I am flawed with such things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;People misunderstand me, i misunderstand people... but the thing is, we never seek to TRY to solve the problem, so in the end, it just REMAINS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I have learned to UNDERSTAND OTHERS as a priority in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have learnt that we, as humans are flawed in every way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We are not a perfect society AND WILL NEVER BE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WE ALWAYS MAKE MISTAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BUT we can at least TRY to be perfect. We can learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I must admit, im full of mistakes. My past year in IP is full of shit and i have done alot of things which were really stupid. I know people dont like me because of what i have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So i would like to say sorry to everyone whom I have hurt in any way. I really dont mean all those things i did, cos im just flawed. I may be a loser, poser or watever. But not asif I want to be one.. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you want to say anything bout me, at least tell me in front of my face, cos i can change. If noone does, then whats the point? I would be the same forever, and nothing good will ever come out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So i BEG the world to understand :D. ( refering to the previous lesson ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heh, well enough of my reflections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today was just great, but im frikkin tired. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heh, My self-practice piano movement has reached to a point where I can sight read the WHOLE of my bros Grade 1 book :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IN TWO DAYS WOOHOOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I cant wait to play 'sadness and sorrow' on the piano. damn nice song sia :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OHWELLS. Thats it for today XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-2558153586493225867?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/2558153586493225867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=2558153586493225867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2558153586493225867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/2558153586493225867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoo-nothing-bad-happened-today-xd-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-6955449641602798631</id><published>2007-07-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:47.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yooooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh nothing bad to talk about today. so NO BLACK :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmmm well started with BAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We sight read pieces like.. elisabeth, slavonik dances and some march... and on top of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN! YEAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER FUN MANN!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still remember those days when i used to really struggle when i see these kind of pieces. Now its all FUNNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but shit man, had some stupid band cleanup lol. but the result was damn cool la. cos the band room is frikkin clean :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DID I SAY CLEAN?? maybe physically.. but mentally.. LOL. look at this  siaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081892221758039090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RoaCDPi1ZDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/udxRDOZF1ZA/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOLLLLLLLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel: hey those are like, two octoPUSSIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL MIKKEEEEEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;totally damn sick la. but damn funny. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and YES they are currently  being displayed on the band whiteboard .. HIGH ART I CALL IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALOT of funny things la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol, after that went back home.... then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went to some closing ceremonial soccer match of the national stadium O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG SINGAPORE LOST 3-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so many close goals la.. singapore cld have won..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND the third australian goal was damn gay la. cos the goalkeeper like.. tio stun never do anything. wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but of coz my sis was super happy australia won lol. tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmmm cld have been a draw to me.. but OH WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm thats all for today i guess xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Dont forget to finish your homework. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/8463768876908514453-6955449641602798631?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/6955449641602798631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=6955449641602798631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6955449641602798631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/6955449641602798631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/07/yooooo-heh-nothing-bad-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RoaCDPi1ZDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/udxRDOZF1ZA/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-4609676020156533601</id><published>2007-06-29T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T18:57:48.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know the most suckiest thing that happened today was about someone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean pls lar. If you have problems with me, dont go around telling others in your own clouded perspective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take the effort to UNDERSTAND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole world is fucked with lack of understanding la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love or Hate ALL THE SAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ii Lub euuu cases also &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well DUDE.  I think you know who you are! Wanna talk things out, talk la. Dont so cowardly.. cos not asif i hate you or anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, after a whole semester in VJC, ive come to learn many things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of them being..  what i like and what i dont..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st - VJCSB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Band is the best thing that has happened in my life. Of course at first it totally sucked. I hated band during sec1 because there was totally no joy to it... I can still remember Muahiddin pumping me 40 every day.... And of course i cant forget the time when he was totally demoralising me by playing beside him. He was damn pro lar.. and never wrong? I used to have so much hate for him. I hated it so much, I WANTED TO QUIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But it was for my own good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im so happy I endured everything and didnt quit. This is the first time i ever didnt quit smthing. Its real good that i got disciplined that much. Now i have really learnt. Maybe I have to admit he may have done it out of boredom sometimes O.O. BUT it was nonetheless, fruitfull. I now laugh at how i couldnt pitch a note last time.. how i struggled to play a low C. How i wanted to cry when i saw the first love score -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, band is the only thing i like. In my whole shift to VJC, its only band that gives me happiness. To be able to make music, eventhough not enjoyed by normal teenagers. But I have found its beauty. In every note an emotion evoked. Its simply fantastic.!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now in VJC. Such a great band! A GWH band with many fantastic players like Kah siong.. Benedict.. Eric...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People who are really inspiring in terms of talent in music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but the best part ah.. you know what or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUMPET SECTION!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never played with such a good trumpet section before! Its simply amazing la. Lol, but they like to flirt with Eric... tsktsktsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hehehe. Never before have I enjoyed band till now. Its so fun. I mean look at other CCAs la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cross Country? WHOLE DAY RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not to be suaning or anything. but band rocks! xD hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I love music sooooooo much. YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM GOING TO SELF LEARN PIANO. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, of coz it will depend if I have time, but i will do it ^^. Ill play nice sad and slow songs.. like Naze, Kirara, Denouement. Yeah lar. You dont know what the hell im talking about. BUT YOU WILL SEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LOL, Today Yiwen also tried to put on eyeliner. not bad la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fits his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I WANT THAT HAIR. ZZZZ. heh but mine still cool. FLAT TOP.&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="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;WELLS. that shud be it, i have to rush tuition homework -.-.&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/8463768876908514453-4609676020156533601?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4609676020156533601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4609676020156533601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4609676020156533601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4609676020156533601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/06/yo-oo-you-know-most-suckiest-thing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-4004013477529135503</id><published>2007-06-27T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:30:21.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heh. So starting from today, my posts will be from dark colours to bright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I will be saying the&lt;/span&gt; bad parts &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first THEN the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;good parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well firstly, i have to admit something i get irritated by THE MOST. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- girls who start whispering in each others ears then start giggling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well thats the FIRST stage of this disgusting habit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- girls who start whispering in each others ears then start giggling... THEN THEY LOOK AT YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you see, the thing about this is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. They may be saying something horribly evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. They may be saying something horribly funny (which is highly unlikely)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. They may be saying something super nice about you (0.00000001%)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean DUDE. if its nice they will say it out loud DUH..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If its funny, they will share wat.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so the first one is very scarily likely......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if GUYS do this kind of thing ah. walau, NO GUTS heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YA GOT THE THRID STAGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- girls who start whispering in each others ears then start giggling... THEN THEY LOOK AT YOU...... FOR THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;w00tz!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hee, enough of that..... hmmm well, I have to say, there are some people in my class with real good sense of humour lawl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1st. Willie - the damn good humourous IMPROMPTU presenting. I have to admit LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2nd. Adeeb - The drama king. heh. super funny guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3rd. ???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lol.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;heh, GOOD NEWS. I GOT A JAPANESE NAME. super cool sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it is......... Masako Uzukimaru. heh, now thats skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I think i can enter bleach and be some death god who somehow gets married to inoue LOLLL -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, I think thats it for today.. lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-4004013477529135503?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/4004013477529135503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=4004013477529135503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4004013477529135503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/4004013477529135503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoooo-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-3753603377113894691</id><published>2007-06-26T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T19:36:26.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W00tz!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hehe, got my blogskin custom made. THANKS. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think im being kok by writing this down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lol. i know the colours damn gay. but need to brighten up abit la. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;VJCSB pwns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And i like piano now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but i still like the trumpet LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;mike i betraying my sax. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;lol im damn lame sia............. but lol what to do. im SUPPOSED to cheer up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-3753603377113894691?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/3753603377113894691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=3753603377113894691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3753603377113894691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/3753603377113894691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/06/w00tz-hehe-got-my-blogskin-custom-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5942789681023995869</id><published>2007-05-12T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T20:20:08.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Within the spreading darkness, we exchanged vows of revolution&lt;br /&gt;An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved&lt;br /&gt;Because I can’t let anyone interfere&lt;br /&gt;With everything that’ll come about from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future that the fruit told me of&lt;br /&gt;The city that has forgotten reasoning&lt;br /&gt;The present time is distorted black&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, turn into ideals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Am I a broken Messiah?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wished for a “finale”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the spreading darkness, we exchanged vows of revolution&lt;br /&gt;An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved&lt;br /&gt;I can’t let anyone interfere&lt;br /&gt;With everything that’ll come about from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I’ll show you&lt;br /&gt;A shining sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Am I a broken Messiah?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone dreamt of a “paradise”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the spreading darkness, we exchanged vows of revolution&lt;br /&gt;An evil flower that sprouted because it was loved&lt;br /&gt;I can’t let anyone interfere&lt;br /&gt;With everything that’ll come about from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I’ll show you&lt;br /&gt;A shining world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5942789681023995869?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5942789681023995869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5942789681023995869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5942789681023995869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5942789681023995869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/05/within-spreading-darkness-we-exchanged.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-5055983464375160546</id><published>2007-05-12T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:08:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwaha. Im so proud to annouce VJCSB have attained a Gold With Honours Award for SYF. Im so happy and proud of the band members ^^. Im proud to  be in VJCSB ^^. rock on and make brilliant music!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but im not so happy with my playing skills. I aspire to be like Kah Siong with his impressive C note LOLLLL. or jonathan with his F note LOLLLL. Or Eric with his excellent techniques .. Just godlike stuff lols .. Oh my Eric LOL. Godlike players which are always complimented for brilliant musicianship. I want to be like them. Im going to hardcore if i can... mwahahahhaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha ^^. I feel soo good after talking to my dad again. Hmm. I think Im real lucky to have such an understanding dad. Mwahah. the coolest dad in the world, eventhough i have to say unfashionable. But still damn cool. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahah xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-5055983464375160546?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/5055983464375160546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=5055983464375160546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5055983464375160546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/5055983464375160546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo-mwaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8463768876908514453.post-537605564183094941</id><published>2007-05-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:47.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a tough week. HAIZ. Hmm well. i still have to admit... DEATH NOTE PWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RjyAk_2GerI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JJoI8iJOrxk/s1600-h/deathnote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RjyAk_2GerI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JJoI8iJOrxk/s320/deathnote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061061454359591602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-={[ Traumatizing Kow]}=- -={[ http://kowlife.blogspot.com ]}=-- says:&lt;br /&gt;its a picture&lt;br /&gt;-={[ Traumatizing Kow]}=- -={[ http://kowlife.blogspot.com ]}=-- says:&lt;br /&gt;with a mix of everything in your life&lt;br /&gt;-={[ Traumatizing Kow]}=- -={[ http://kowlife.blogspot.com ]}=-- says:&lt;br /&gt;death, spasticity, flowers, happy stuff, emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RjyA9P2GesI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d-qwzLTw3TE/s1600-h/death_wallpaper_lawlz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RjyA9P2GesI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d-qwzLTw3TE/s320/death_wallpaper_lawlz.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061061870971419330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&gt; THANKS KOW. LOLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. xD. I think Kira can make me turn gay. LOLLLLLLLLL. jks. But he is really inspirational. w00tz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Colours For Trombone is a really beautiful piece..... i hope i can hear this peice live again one day... wahahhaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463768876908514453-537605564183094941?l=alifeofsax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/feeds/537605564183094941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463768876908514453&amp;postID=537605564183094941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/537605564183094941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463768876908514453/posts/default/537605564183094941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alifeofsax.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Umar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08115665267431069116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kM0YiXmAMTs/RjyAk_2GerI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JJoI8iJOrxk/s72-c/deathnote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463768876908514453.post-3908020827121315714</id><published>2007-04-15T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:28:15.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Retarded Ppls. WAHAHAH xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OR shud i say LISLISLISLISLISLISLIS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im not calling Lisabelle la.. its LAUGH IN SILENCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOOOL -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its super fun being retarded with yining LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;hairy potter and the cave of satay&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHhAHAHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;that made me laugh out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOOL. That HIHIHIHI laugh? LOL CAVE OF SATAY!. hahah xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;u know&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Umar&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;can stand for&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Understanding Men Are Retarded&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM LOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL WE ARE SO RANDOM AND RETARDED WAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Yearningly Insane Name In Need.. GOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;much more of a sentence&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;nah LOL. must have something nicer..&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;young indigo neil is neat and generous HHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm bad at this&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;INDIGO NEIL LOOOOOOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL WHO IS INDIGO NEIL LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;Yapping Irritating Needy Intern has No Guts&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Yearningly Intermediate Neat, Insanely Nice God&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Your Interesting, Neat, Insanely Nice Groupie&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeaning Insanely Nice Ingredients Noodles GOt&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL SO RANDOMMMMMMMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;Your Interesting, Neat, Insanely Nice GODESS&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;or. You're Interesting, Neat, Insane N GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I NEED TO CUT DOWN ON LOL AND MORE LIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY, WHY U SO YINING?&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;UMAR. U're Meticulous And ROmantic&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL ROMANTIC&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;lOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHAHHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROMANTIC? HAHAHAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;hey, why u so yining&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;why u so You're Interesting, Neat, Insane N GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;why You're Interesting, Neat, Insane N GREAT.?&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;why yining?&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;cool la XD&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY YINING&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! WHY YINING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL RANDOOOMMMMMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;except the insane part&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;you must have got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;more like You're interesting, neat, inspiring N great&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;INSPIRING&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTH LOL. INSPIRING?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;we have just come up with our own CODE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RANDOM MAN. OMG LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kua&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;kua&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG KUA&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHhAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL OMG LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;TUBUBF&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHAAHHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;TUBUBF&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;YNSR&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;YNSR and TUBUBF&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL COOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;YN'E la!&lt;br /&gt;nings. ps. you are superfly says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Umar; Ŝŧøp Fèéļĩŋg &amp;amp; Ŝŧâгŧ Ŧħĩŋķĩŋg ·´`·.¸.» says:&lt;br /&gt;FINE LA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG MAN. SO RANDOOOOOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAH. OH WELL. DAMN FUNNY LA HAHAHAHAHA. We were angel and mortal for a reason !!! GOT SIMILAR TRAITS. HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOl... no LIS. 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