<?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-10182441</id><updated>2011-11-17T03:45:32.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years of his life</title><subtitle type='html'>Y do we fall? So dat we can learn to pick ourselves up...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-116024595331714580</id><published>2006-10-07T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:32:35.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy!!!!</title><content type='html'>It was not until Darius mentioned that my last blog entry was on the day after Rag Day dat I realised that I still have a blog!!! Tiz iz no exaggeration at all, so to those hu visited my blog n found it lagging, really really sorry yea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm it has been like 2 months since classes started, and time sure passes fast... In 2 more months, exams would start and I don't even feel the stress at all manz... Hell, I dont tink dat I m even trying hard 2 buck up lorz... But I guess 2dae's tests serve a good wake up call 2 mi manz... I noe computing wldn't b ez bt i didnt expect it 2 b SSSSOOOOOOO tricky manz... Tink I am gonna get a F grade 4 it... Seriously manz, i dont tink i got more than 5 qns out of 25 rite lorz... Physics was relatively easier than the rest of the previous papers... But Y MAKE IT SOOO EZ!!!! Walauz den the bell curve would move much higher sia... K it makes no sense complaining and crying over spilt milk... bt den... walauz... sux 2 b mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tiz 2 mths, a whole range of emotions were cauldroned and mixed in mi... Joy, sadness, happiness, despair... For some reason, it aint convenient for mi 2 go on further... Bt mayb in time to come, everyting will b resolved... I hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sorry again cos I haf been really bz wif hall activities... Joined 2 comms and 2 sports... Kinda bz and tiring... But luckily I haf a veri fun group of people wif mi... For those hu haf supported and encouraged mi along the way, if i hafnt said thanks... THANKS ya... =)... Thanks for the memories in these short time... Yup....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz came bak from clarke quay so abit tired... so gonna end tiz soon... will update again on watz been gg on in SH... Yup so hope I can get another entry up soon enuff... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-116024595331714580?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/116024595331714580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=116024595331714580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/116024595331714580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/116024595331714580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/10/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy!!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115547781028331087</id><published>2006-08-13T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T07:03:30.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache....</title><content type='html'>August 12 2006... Rag Presentation... I promised not to cry... Bt cry I did... Twice... And the realisation that all our hard work has come to naught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation and excitement was obvious the moment the day broke and the crowd seeped in... You could just feel it in the air, no matter whether it was at the track where the performers were or at the grandstand, where students were cheering on their respective facs/halls... Chingay tiz was not... Bt wat a sight 2 behold: 16 floats accompanied by performances on a 400m race track, the President as the Guard of Honour, and more importantly, the sense of belonging and fervent enthusiasm shown by NUS students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the performers performed to their best, giving the audience a good show and hoping, that they mite land an award for the hard work that dey haf placed in the performance n float... Soon enough, it was our turn to perform... The dancers danced their hearts out, the rockers in the float rocked as hard as we could to impress the judges, and Shearites sure did cheer their hearts out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was revelation time... D-Day... And as the MCs read out the winners one by one, my heart sank deeper into an abyss... One by one, KR &amp; KE-7 were sweeping the awards... Wat used to b won by Sheares the previous yr were being passed to our neighbours... And a sick feeling came over mi... Absolutely sickening... All the effort dat everyone has done coming to nothing... All the sleepless nites; Blood, sweat and tears...And wat to show?? Zith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it does not help when 1 said that at least we won something when it was announced that we were awarded the silver award for flag day... Come on manz... I dont mean 2 offend anyone here... bt where was the person when we needed people for rag... I haf been dere for so many days n nites n i seriously dont recall the person coming down to help when we needed people... Call it cynical optimism or wat haf u... Bt 2 hear it from sum1 i tink didnt contribute at all... It juz disgusts mi... Absolutely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when JK gave his speech to boost morale n lift our spirits, he unintentionally wept... Probably overwhelmed by emotions... Bt 2 see him weep made mi break down almost instantaneously... The thoughts of everi1 slogging, trying to meet the dateline, n also to disappoint our leader... Dat culmination of emotions made mi weep even though i did not want to... A brave front I tried to put up... Bt unfortunately I cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That does not kill us only serves to make us stronger... And so we look towards next year... Fresh with defeat in our minds, but galvanised, in heart, and mind to bring glory back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115547781028331087?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115547781028331087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115547781028331087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115547781028331087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115547781028331087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/08/heartache.html' title='Heartache....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115511091424319109</id><published>2006-08-08T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:08:34.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was just unbelievable... To me, Flag Day was supposed to be a drag... I mean, come on, we woke up at 4 plus in the morn, and we haf 2 ask for donations all the way till 6pm... Personally, I do not like the idea of asking, or pleadin (in some rare cases), for some donations... Howeever, seeing hw emotional Darius and the Blk E Blk Head were when they were relating to the freshies their previous year experience and hw we lost the Chancellor Shield, I tink itz only fair to say that the freshies all had the notion  2 go all out n try their best... But never ever in my wildest dream did I expect to meet so many intersting pple!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth, fishy, jes and I were positioned at Chinatown, cos we tot that there will b hoardes of pple dere... No doubt we were correct, but many other of our 'competitors' also realised that Chinatown is a great location!!! Hence we decided to split in2 2 grps, so as to b able to cover as much ground as possible, so kenneth and fishy were 2gether while I went 2 work wif jes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin wif jes was damn fun... Seeing that there were groups stationed at very strategic places, like at traffic lights, or in front of the MRT stations, we decided to make ourselves the mobile squad!! So we went around and picked up people hu were missed out by other competitors... And we divided potential donaters into 2 grps... Male and Female... Haha and jes will approach all the guyz while I take all the ladies... And obviously, she received more donations... =x... Anw, not long later, we were at some sorta town square when we spotted a Caucasian walking in our direction... So obviously, we walked up towards him and seeing that it was a guy, Jes approached him... After a few enquiries on hu were the beneficaries, IT happened... Opening his wallet, he started 2 fish for wat seem like loose change... and den... he took out a $10 note and gave it to Jes!!! K I noe dat dere are pple hu haf $50 slotted in their cans, but tiz iz the 1st time dat i saw sum1 donate $10 to a can, so forgive mi for sounding so excited and making a big Hoo-hah abt tiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, we came up wif an idea... Seeing that most of our big donations were from foreigners and expats, we came up wif a new name for our grp : the SP grp - Sarong Party grp!! Helmed by... *drum roll*... Sarong Party Gal and Sarong Party Boy!!! Haha... Datz hw lame and amused we were yest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that most of the Caucasian guys were donating, I decided 2 'seduce' those hu were missed by Jes... So off I went to work on a Caucasian couple hu were working in the opposite direction... Bringing out my sweetest smile and most charming voice, I approached the couple hu were conversing in English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I m from NUS and we are collecting donations...." And den I walked away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noe y?? Cos upon seeing mi, that guy started talking to his fren in his native tongue!!! And den he turned and talked 2 mi in his native tongue!!! WIN LIAOZ LOR!!!! walau dowan donate oso no nd lidat ma... Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that was the end of the morning... and the start of a hilarious afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes as a guy, it sucks to b asking for donations... Seriously manz, if u r nt handsome or charming, no one will donate 2 u... Tink abt it... Dere iz no target grp 4 u 2 work on.... whereas for a gal, itz a plus point for u 2 b pretty... Cos men will generally donate 2 gals... Seriously!!! I m not being a sexist or MCP here, but it iz a widely known fact that if u a guy were 2 donate 2 either a gal or guy, he wld choose the gal... Simply put, men r hum sup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove my point, yest we were at Golden Shoe Complex walking back 2wards Chinatown... Den dere was this uncle approaching and since Jes was behind mi, I decided to ask him... But like many people, he dao mi wif his snobbish face and walked away... K nvm itz ok... Den when I turned bak 2 c where was Jes, that hum sup uncle actually went 2 donate 2 Jes hu was like 5 steps behind mi!!! Wa kaoz!!! Idiot... And tiz was the 1st of 3 hum sup guyz hu snubbed mi and donated 2 Jes... Kaoz... Sux 2 b mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we were positioned at Far East Square, and a cute little kid and his Dad came along and donated 2 Jes... "We are from Taiwan", said the Dad... Nice to see foreigners voluntarily donate and b friendly... So we were tinking if these visitors were so kind, maybe their tour grp can help us!!! So we found their bus, but we stood one street away cos we were unsure whether we shd go up anot (cos we were worried that we mite receive complaints)... Den sumting caught my eye... A bunch of dem were actually waving at mi!!! Wow!!! Dey r really friendly!!! So naturally, I waved bak at dem... but soon I was tired and so I stopped... BUT DEY R STILL WAVING!!!! Tinking dat sumting iz amiss, I turned behind and realised that... all the while... DEY WERE WAVING AT JES!!!! ARGH!!!!! Sux 2 b mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw dey r fun moments (for me) nonetheless... Hw often do u get a person hu performs magic tricks in ur face before donating!!! Yes it actually happened 2 mi!!! For once a fun ting happened 2 mi!!! Anw dere was tiz malay encik hu came up 2 mi wif a 50 cent coin and walked in my direction... But before slotting it in... He said," Before I give u tiz, I show u a magic trick. I will push tiz coin in my eye... And it will come out from my arm..." Erm... kayz... muz b sum lame trick or sum joke rite... K lor... Since he iz gg 2 donate... so I said ok and tried 2 smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it began... He placed the coin in his hand... placed it in his eye... and "POOF" ITZ GONE!!! And it was not in his hands!!! Den he covered his rite forearm wif his left hand and... out popped the 50 cent coin!!! OMG!!! Itz been a long time since I saw a magic trick (or illusion) rite b4 my eyes!!! Den he happily plonked the coin into the tin can... Man o man... Itz tiz kinda pple like him dat makes ur day brighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we met a guy hu was formally from the school... So we approached him and he asked us wat fac/hall we were from... And den we came 2 noe dat he was from SoC... So seeing that we were from his alma mater, he donated and left... Bt b4 crossing the road, he shouted a comment that left us amused thru out the day... "SoC SUX!!!" I m serious!!! He actually shouted dat so loud that I tink the pple across the road cld hear him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a fun experience la... Shagged no doubt... Bt interesting 2 see so much pple... And it definitely helps dat Jes was wif mi... Fooling ard, making ourselves high over sum lame stuff and gossiping... Haha...Thanks manz... Anw we have done wat we could 4 flag... Now we wait for Saturday... So letz kp our fingers close...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115511091424319109?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115511091424319109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115511091424319109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115511091424319109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115511091424319109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/08/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115358885637177502</id><published>2006-07-22T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T10:08:16.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So damn paiseh!!!</title><content type='html'>2dae was really embarrassing... Totally, absolutely, definitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K len, ck n mi were at Sheares for SHY - Sheares Hall, whY?... Itz a sorta pre-orientatiion ting for our hall b4 it official kicks off on Aug 3rd... Itz actually quite a good idea, as we get 2 c our future hall mates, n more importatntly, block mates cos we will b spending the next 6 mths (at least) wif dem... Furthermore I guess by knowing more pple nw, at least during the orientation we wouldn't feel left out or awkward as we wld haf seen every1 le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When len &amp; I initially reached dere, we were like... diaoz!!! Cos as usual, ice breakers were used 2 kick off the event... N len &amp;amp; I were nt the 'ice-breaker' kind... So we were abit flustered when we saw watz gg on from outside the hall... Bt luckily, we came late, n hence we missed out on it... N so we jump straught into the games segment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st game was the dressing up of a mascot... CK sorta volunteered n everi1 helped out... B it the dress up or the dance, everi1 chipped in... Next up was a game dat dey came up wif... The game-master (In tiz case Darius &amp; Zhao Hui) wld say " I wan the person wif the biggest _", and whoever tinks he/she has the biggest _ wld step up into the hoola-hoop... Den when all 5 reps from the grps were present, he wld mention watz _... So itz rather an interesting game... Sumhw len volunteered for dat n it turns out that darius wanted the biggest bicep!! Haha so he had no choice bt 2 flex abit (He didnt flex all the way nt cos he scared his is nt big enuff, bt rather he doesnt wan 2 wow the gals n make us guys envious)... Although it was like juz 15 seconds, bt i tink it was like an eternity 4 him... N finally the game ended and, another starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Darius asked for juz 1 guy 2 volunteer from each grp, so since everi1 was abit reluctant, n len n ck were trying 2 sabo mi... I was tinking "Wat the heck... Dey haf gone up le n paiseh-ed demselves le... Wat worse cn it get manz... If my brothers can do it, so can I!!"... So I dusted myself off from the floor n vallantly approached the hoola-hoop... Boy o boy was dat a wrong decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok now I wan every1 standing in front to... *drum roll* POSE!! Whenever i say 1, 2, 3, u all will pose on the count of 3!!" WALAUZ!!!! HW 2 POSE SIA!!! Kaoz!!!! N so I had 2 endure wat seemed like eternity posing... If only there was a remote control for the ground 2 swallow mi up... Den came the bomb... "Now everyone pose in the most act cute way u can!!!"... WAT?? Wan mi?? Wif mi stoned n retard-looking face?? To pose and act cute??? Walauz!!! N so I had no choice bt 2 tink of the most act cute face dat I could do (Even though I tink it turned out veri weird n ugly...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N eventually the winner came from Blk A... Bt he truly deserves to win... Imagine sum 21 yr old guy lying on his belly, supporting his chin wif his hands n elbow on the ground... N feet facing the sky n swaying it from side to side... Hard 2 bliff dat a 21 yr old guy could do dat ritez... Which is y i said hez gd... N he truly win liaoz lor... -_-"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115358885637177502?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115358885637177502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115358885637177502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115358885637177502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115358885637177502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-damn-paiseh.html' title='So damn paiseh!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115323955185977937</id><published>2006-07-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T08:04:22.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost...</title><content type='html'>The feeling of finally being able to leave the office was great... Although the timing was like 8 plus, at least I get 2 go home rite? O well at least I tink I haf enuff time 2 bring my pants 2 the tailor shop and amend... And after that I can juz sit down n chill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was happily listening 2 my iPod and taking the ride home... Just cruising... Not much people in the bus too so it was pretty relaxing... Would have droned off 2 la la land if I did not have 2 ponder which colour 2 wear 4 the event 2mr (Ya i noe i m vain)... And after ard 25 mins of cruising, I was bak home... Home Sweet Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dere I was, trying 2 fish out my keys from my bag... La la la la la... Eh? Hw come dont haf... Nvm I muz haf placed it in the zipper part... La la la la la... Don't haf?? Nvm... Muz haf placed it the pouch!! La la la la la... Dont haf??? Cham... It was only den that the reality of losing my keyz struck mi hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be in the office?? Or worse still on the bus?? Or lagi best could it have dropped while I was walking home?? So many possibilities and yet so little time to find!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that it was only like 845pm, I decided that I had better head bak 2 the office to find first as it was the furthest place from my house, and the most probable place that I could have dropped it... So off I went in the opposite direction that I came from... And when I finally reached Paya Lebar, it was like 9 plus going on 920pm... So I quickly rushed up and checked, and went to my table... Walauz dont haf... Under the table oso dont haf... Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, I went to the bus stop and searched for any ting that can help mi contact the SBS hotline or AMK bus interchange... Luckily for mi, I was able to find the number of the hotline, thus I called it but... the hotline was closed... Kaoz... K lor... No choice haf 2 call 2mr... Juz den bus 70 arrived and I boarded it... Den, a brillant idea struck mi while I was passing by Serangoon Interchange!!! The office at the bus interchange does not close so early ritez... Y nt go 2 the interchange and ask dem watz the number for AMK interchange!! (Since I took bus 24 home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence when I reached the office, I asked the auntie whether itz possible for mi 2 ask the number of AMK interchange so I can check and enquire... Bt wat the auntie did next made mi wish dere was a hole in the ground 2 bury my head... Instead of  coming up 2 mi n telling mi the number, she chose 2 sit down dere, and announce the number using the microphone such that every soul in the interchange could hear it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K nvm... If i am able 2 endure tiz humuliation, n become able 2 find my keyz, den I will gladly accept tiz embarrassment... But the ting iz, when I reached 2 AMK interchange, I couldn't find it!!! The uncle said that the bus already left and so he couldn't check! Even when I asked him isit possible 2 noe which bus it was cos I knew the time it passed by Paya Lebar, his reply was curt. "Do you noe the license plate of the bus?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Er... No?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyo lidat I cannot help you already. If you wan u can stay here n check every bus when dey come bak later..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walauz uncle pls lehz... Hu in the rite mind will check the license plate of the bus dey r taking de... Quite impractical and dumb ritez... But as it seems, I had no rite 2 tell dat 2 him for I had 2 enlist his help if (n a big if) sum1 would surrender my keyz 2 the office... Anyway, since I could do nothing else, I had 2 go home.... By then it was around 11 pm le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ting dat I am sad abt iz the fact that i put the keychain that vicsen bought 4 us in thailand when we were training on that bunch... And also derez the keychain given by my ex-recruits, wif a private msg ... All tiz lost... No doubt I wont forget everyting... But these r pieces of memories ma... If I had 10 thousand bucks I tink i would reward the person hu find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I will marry the person hu finds it 4 mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe datz y no 1 picked up my keyz... (",)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115323955185977937?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115323955185977937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115323955185977937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115323955185977937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115323955185977937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/07/lost.html' title='Lost...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115314784396243209</id><published>2006-07-17T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T07:50:43.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid me...</title><content type='html'>K juz in case u all didnt noe, the past yr or so, my blog entries have been becoming more and more sianz and I wasn't even keen onchanging the template so on and so forth... Y? Cos my blog language is set in chinese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the very weird ting is dat the few entries b4 dat, everyting was well bt it juz turned 2 chinese outta the blue!!! No matter wat I do, I couldn't change it bak!! Like setting the language of IE 2 Eng oso cannot... N many many other methods oso cannot... So dats y I quite pek cek... Until 20 mins ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lamenting and complaining 2 gy on msn abt my blog as usual... Den he asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u go blogger login..at the bottom of it got a language option... try dat?"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTZ DOTZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat took mi 1 freaking yr 2 figure out only took him 5 secs to type out the answer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N the reason y he noes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'cause i always view the whole page till the bottom of it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTZ DOTZ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115314784396243209?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115314784396243209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115314784396243209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115314784396243209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115314784396243209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/07/stupid-me.html' title='Stupid me...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115306468986158436</id><published>2006-07-16T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T08:44:49.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band of Brothers...</title><content type='html'>Wat started off as a bad day eventually turned well... Initially I was supposed 2 go sentosa 2 play vball de... Bt because of sum hiccups, the outing was cancelled... Obviously I was pissed because I cancelled a job offer dat is fun and payz quite well as it clashes on that day, and den I rejected 2 go 2 a kelong trip in M'sia wif my new colleagues! Hw often do a grp of people get 2 go 2 a kelong ritez!! N I was so looking forward 2 the sentosa trip cos it has been a veri veri long time since we all played vball 2gether le!! Anw... was damn irritated by the decision and hw events unfolded so i decided 2 hit the gym b4 I went 2 meet my brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I guess I had 2 tink my day 2 my OC.. Wait... Y m i still calling him dat?? K will call him Kelvin from now on... Anw although I dont see eye 2 eye with him on many issues when I was still stuck in the island, I guess I muz thank him for making my day... Cos if he hadn't treated us 2 lunch(Or rather high tea) at sum hotel, I firmly believe that the perm staff of the whole company (Be it seniors or juniors) wld not have come 2 an agreement on where n when 2 meet up etc... So thanks alot Kelvin!! N congrats on ur promotion... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didnt noe, or rather bliff, that I would miss the whole group so much... I noe it sounds veri weird, to see tiz coming out from a guy hu iz like rather cold at times... But these are the people hu has stuck by wif mi tru thick and thin for the past 18 mths... Heck, I even see dem more often den my own family members!! These are my frenz... These are my brothers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assessing the quality of the food wif respect 2 the price, it is still so-so ba... Tasted better but still quite ok... The food may b average, but the comapny was excellent!! No one has changed much from wat I remember... Haa Squirrel is still squirrel... His actions and words look adn sound like a small boy still... Fad iz still the same 2... So goes for Cen and CC... Nas is still failing his TP... Haha Even Pong is still the same!!! As lame as ever!!! It is in such company that I was reminded y I almost signed on wif the Army...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a couple of hours of reminiscing and checking hw everyone has been since dey leaft the Army, or hw is the state of the company now, the group of 35 slowly dwindled to 7 of us due 2 some appointments dey had... So dere we were, Pong, Darren, CS, Wes, Fad, Squirrel and mi... Walking ard and juz fooling ard... Talking abt watz gg 2 happen 2 us for the next few mths... And also talking abt the next time we all go clubbing again!!! Haha!!! Hopefully no one gets drunk tiz time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway tru, CC's gfren came 2 meet him... Walauz it iz really impossible 2 bliff it manz!! His gfren looks damn guai larz!! Like those studious studious kind de!! CC win liaoz lor... Dunno hw u managed 2 trick her in2 believing u r a guai kia lor... Anw the 2 of u look quite cute 2gether ^_^ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Fad went 2 buy a tie at G2000... First he picked a tie and said it will look nice on a white shirt, cos he had 2 wear a white shirt n tie at his ceremony in SMU, den he went 2 choose other colours... Den he asked everyone for our opinion n wat we tink he shd buy... Den whatever suggestions came out, he will say sumting n will politely decline... Den after 30 mins of being in dat shop, he finally decided on a tie... The same 1 he picked up in the 1st place!!! Argh I knew it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den as we walk on, Darren saw a poster for the 10km run at sentosa... The New Balance Run... "Ey u wan join anot?? I in camp now no one run wif mi"... "Can! U onz i onz!"... I tink we are mad... Cos AHM iz like on the 27th Aug... And the New Balance Run iz on the 20th!! And we hafta run on sand!! Jialat muz train all over again... Tink I m gg sentosa or East Coast 2 run over the weekend... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the 7 dwindled into 4... And we all seperated at abt 930pm cos dey had 2 book in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyting is done and dusted.... Tiz iz arguably the best day I had for the month.. PEGASUS WOOHAH!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115306468986158436?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115306468986158436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115306468986158436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115306468986158436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115306468986158436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/07/band-of-brothers.html' title='Band of Brothers...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115227964242017708</id><published>2006-07-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T07:52:46.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to slim down..</title><content type='html'>Was watching Wo3 Chai1 on channel U 2dae n dere were mentioning the top ways of slimming down in certain countries... Quite interesting 2 ride if u r 1 of those hu wanna slim down... N since i m Abit bo liao so added in a few what-ifs scenarios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Aust: Consume 300g of meat n 250 g of veges per day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good... But hw could u juz survive on eating so little?? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HK : Hypnotism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wat happens when u r being hypnotised, n sum1 besides u keeps saying, " I am a pig. I am a pig. I love to eat. I love to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Taiwan : Drink a mixture of 2 promenade oranges meshed in milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya the main aim iz 4 u 2 puke out the gross mixture and also puke out wadeva u haf eaten in ur previous meal ritez? Man, u shd try celery mixed wif lotus, and banana, and meshed century egg and chilli oil... If dat doesn't work, nothing else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britian : Injections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injections? Wat if u accidentally inject sum drug or poke wrongly?? Dangerous manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya best way iz 2 exercise larz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115227964242017708?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115227964242017708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115227964242017708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115227964242017708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115227964242017708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/07/ways-to-slim-down.html' title='Ways to slim down..'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115150900013201322</id><published>2006-06-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:36:40.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blue...</title><content type='html'>Although a day has passed, I m still quite affected and still, feeling a sense of defeat... Yes it was a simple test and failing ur driving test iz ok ritez; if u fail, juz try again lor... Watz the big deal ritez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, if only I had paid more attention and concentrated more on the test, everything would have turned out fine and dandy... Bt I had to lose my concentration n cool when the instructor shouted at mi in the vehicle... Of cos I could go on grumbling and whining and insisting dat it is his fault bt ultimately hu was in control of the car??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out of the circuit, and knowing in the back of my mind dat dan had passed his test... Couldn't help bt feel a sense of wat mite haf been if I hadnt flunk... The two of us would b happy for one another and everyting will b fine... Bt now dat I hadn't, although deep down inside I was sad, I had 2 appear happy in front of him... Bt really I m happy 4 dan... He has worked hard and derez no pt in being sad in front of him for it will only dampen his spirits... Bt itz hard having 2 luff at urself and also kp ur emotions well tucked inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after dat went out wif ant n gy... Kaoz... Late again... Made mi wait 4 30 mins... Bt nvm at least get 2 watch a movie 4 half price (Thanks gy!! Haha!!)... But dat didnt make mi feel better oso... Going out wif the two of dem is always funny, but somehow the feeling iz diff yest... Cos everyting I do it iz filled wif a tinge of sadness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat, len, ck n I went bak 2 NUS 2 help out in rag... Actually after the test I wanted 2 sms len n tell him dat I haf no mood 2 go bak... Cos I guess I would most probably juz wallow in my mistake and juz stone dere... But after playing wif the tot 4 half a day, I guess it would do mi good if I could do sumting 2 get my mind off it by doing sumting else... So we stayed dere and watched soccer 2... Cracked a few jokes den left at morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those hu haf tried 2 console mi, i appreciate it a lot... Although itz juz a simple test and it could be re-taken, I still feel bad... Itz nt about the chore of having 2 take it again... Bt more of the fact dat the next test date iz in Oct so I haf 2 wait ard 3 months... N also the time, effort and money dat I haf 2 waste again... Ultimately, the feeling of failure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally sux...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115150900013201322?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115150900013201322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115150900013201322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115150900013201322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115150900013201322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115124932050237337</id><published>2006-06-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T08:28:40.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Tradition...</title><content type='html'>Every school has their own sets of traditions or something special that the graduates can remember when dey haf finished schooling... Like a certain buliding... Or sumting which the school will do on the last day of school... Or maybe even a certain event... But for AJ, It has 2 b our own AJ Ice at the nearby hawker centre... It even got onto the papers a couple of years back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not haf any idea how the idea started... Bt it was a good idea... Initially when I heard about it, I could not understand the hype surrounding it... After all, it was juz an ice kachang ritez... Hw special can it get sia... Dere iz even durian flavoured ice kachang liaoz so wat else iz new??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when I saw it den I realise wat the hype iz all about... Tiz iz nt juz any ice kachang... It was THE ice kachang... Just imagine... An ice kachang which is 3 timez as large as the normal onez... Covered wif a generous serving of chocolate syrup... N awaiting u when u get 2 the bottom of the pile of iceberg (if u manage 2 finish all dat much ice)... is a healthy mixture of corn, red beans, jellys, small round watermelons (Yes water melons which r shaped into a ball... damn cute) and 8 'atap jis' (the white oval ting u eat when u eat ice kachang) - 4 hard and 4 soft... Yup I still remember the amount of 'atap jis' and watermelons dey use... Dat iz hw damn memorable it iz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N when u r bored n juz wan 2 play a prank on ur fren hu iz oso eating, u could juz purposely eat the lower base of the ice on his side... N den the iceberg will collapse onto his side... causing immense embarrassment on ur fren... Thanks ar Ant 4 always doing dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, when one is walking past the marketplace, he/she will see at least 1 group of AJcians eating our heritage... Even outsiders also eat the mountain ice kachang... Even though they do not haf the same discount as the AJcians... Just flash a card that identifies u as a student of AJC and u will haf a discount of $1... Tiz r the memories (no matter hw minute n minor dey r) of AJ Ice... And dey will remain as only memories... Cos when we went bak 2 eat yest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz no longer for sale!!! Dats wat the uncle said... He has not sold it for 2 years already... Since not much AJcians patronise the product, he sees no point in carrying on selling... Even when Dan said dat we were ex-AJcians and asked if he could make even 1 of us, he politely declined... Even though in the end we got 2 imitations of AJ Ice, the taste and feeling was juz not the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more AJ Ice... Hai... The young... juz dont noe wat they r missing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115124932050237337?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115124932050237337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115124932050237337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115124932050237337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115124932050237337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost-tradition.html' title='Lost Tradition...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-115115284300648267</id><published>2006-06-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T05:40:43.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Inflexible Jackass I've Met...</title><content type='html'>Rite nw juz tinking abt dat bloody idiot pisses mi off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 0919 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : AJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ant and gy were late (as usual) for the bball game, dan &amp; I decided 2 head to the bball court and wait for dem (since derez nothing much else we could do cos gy has the bball...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan entered tru the gate 1st &amp; the security guard said nothing (unlike last time when he stopped us...) and so I tot the uncle was not in one of his moods so I decided 2 walk in behind him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oeiz BOY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?? I turned around and saw dat the uncle was looking at mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Uh yes uncle??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ey u cant wear sandals inside the school lehz... Go and change 2 shoes now!! Tiz is school policy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey... Big deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ey uncle ar I got bring shoes la... Itz in my bag la... I gg 2 bball court... Once I reach dere I will change 1..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CANNOT!! CHANGE NOW!! Derez a chair 4 u here... Change here nw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya uncle I really got bring shoes la... I show 2 u k..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO!! CHANGE NW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat the bloody hell... K nvm I juz suck it in and change at the school gate... Tink dat tiz saga iz over?? WRONG!! Juz when I was abt 2 cool down... Guess wat i saw... SUM1 WEARING SANDALS WALKING TRU THE GATE AND THE UNCLE DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTING!!! Kaoz... N guess wat dat bloody jackass said when Dan approached him abt the sandals guy... He actually said that the 1 hu wore sandals was a freaking TEACHER!!! WAT THE FARK!! So meanz dat wat?? Teachers get priorities and privelleges??? KNN!!! AND I M NT EVEN A STUDENT DERE ANYMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dat bloody asshole went on abt saying dat tiz was nt his order and iz the standing order of the school and dat if we have any problems we shd approach the sch itself... WAT THE FARK KIND OF ATTITUDE IS TIZ!!! TOK ABT STANDING ORDER?? i FREAKING WILL THROW MY 11b AT U MANZ!! KAOZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking inflexible jackass hu solely listens 2 orders... Knn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N at the end of the day Dan tot it was farni... Kaoz... Ha.. Ha...... Ha................. Kaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115115284300648267?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115115284300648267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115115284300648267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115115284300648267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115115284300648267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/most-inflexible-jackass-ive-met.html' title='Most Inflexible Jackass I&apos;ve Met...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-115056358528722361</id><published>2006-06-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T09:59:45.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving~~</title><content type='html'>Yea finally after 1 month of exodus from driving lessons, I finally got a chance 2 practise my driving in the morning... Miraculously, everyting went well except for a few minor errors... Well, even I was proud of my achievement... And everyting seemed perfect Until I turned into the driving centre 2 return the vehicle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my instructor was combing his hair wif a big big brush when the incident occured... Tiz instructor of mine iz a veri farni guy... Whenever I m driving, he will either comb his hair, or talk abt hw suey he iz, gals, his past experiences wif gals, and even sex. YES! He toks abt dat when i m driving! Mayb hiz motive iz 2 make mi less gan chiong whenever I drive... if dats the case den yea itz working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anw when I reached the turn, I turned the steering wheel and prepared 2 stop at the stopline... Bt den IT happened... While I was slowly turning the steering wheel and my instructor was combing his hair, my freaking car started 2 'hop' on itz own!! O Shit! I have juz mounted the kerb!! O manz...  Better look at my instructor n apologise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N so I turned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Silence ensues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAHAHAHA!!" Nt only was he shocked by wat happened, his comb dropped on the floor n his hair was in a mess!! haha... Tink if he could he would rather bury his head in a hole on the ground... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-115056358528722361?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/115056358528722361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=115056358528722361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115056358528722361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/115056358528722361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/driving.html' title='Driving~~'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114978718324464205</id><published>2006-06-08T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:19:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye (Lame Version)</title><content type='html'>For those who haf watched "The Eye" and "The Eye 2", the following scenes mite seem familiar 2 u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1st movie, the lead actress, Li Xing Jie, plays a blind gal hu undergoes an eye operation 2 regain her sight... Seems normal enuff, But the catch iz dat the eye belongs 2 sumone hu is already deceased!! Hence wat follows iz that she manages to see tings dat normal people cant see (Hence the title "The Eye"... DUH...), and wat r tiz tings?? Well its hard 2 juz give dem a name but wat she sees iz a black image taking the shape of a human... So basically juz imagine dem like a black mist n also wearing a hood... juz 4 special efffects ya... N these tingz normally appear juz b4 a person iz about 2 die... So juz imagine hw freaked out she gets when she witnesses a major traffic pile-up accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K nw in the 2nd flick, Shu Qi iz the lead actress and apparently she starts seeing tings when she tried 2 commit suicide by overdosing herself on sleeping pills... Hw she realises that she can c dem iz because after the effects of the pills kicked in, she looked around and saw many faces staring down at her... After dat she fainted nt because of the faces staring at her bt cos of the effects of the pills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now juz imagine wat happens if u start 2 make "The Eye 1.5"... A mixture of the movies... K imagine the lead actress juz had an eye operation n was on the route 2 recovery... So after she was released from the hospital, she went home straight as she was veri tired and upon reaching home, quickly took a shower n prepared to sleep... As she was about to fall asleep... suddenly remembered she forgot 2 switch on her alarm clock so dat she could wake up in time 2 watch her favourite drama series... So she turned 2 the other side of the bed and, wif her eyes still closed, reached out for her clock... But after tapping around her bedside drawer, she was still unable 2 touch her alarm clock... So she peeked out from under the sheets... and den chills went down her spine... Cos wat she saw after she opened her eyes were the emergence of black human-looking creatures... She does not noe hu dey r or wat dey come from bt sumhw dey bring n ominous feeling wif dem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing her eyes once more, she calms herself down, and Tinking dat it mite b a figment of her imagination cos of her tiredness, she tossed slowly, but surely 2 the other side.... And in order 2 b 100% sure, when she faced the other side, she peeked outta her sheets once more... Only 2 find dat dere were more n more tings staring bak at her!! O manz and as if tiz was nt enuff, the tings started 2 inch closer n closer towards her... Instinctively, she sat up, but once she did dat, she got the shock of her life! Cos now, the tings haf surrounded her bed, and if she wanted 2 leave, it was totally impossible!! Den amidst the group in front of her bed dat was inching out towards her, she noticed dat dere was 1 hu was inching much more... N indeed abt 5 seconds later... 1 of dem, most probably the leader, stared down at her at his pitless eyes... Try as she mite bt she was unable 2 make out hu was behind the hood, if dere was anyone behind it. Den... she saw a hole from wat was the 'mouth' of the ting... N a hand reaching out 4 her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it was going 2 suck her life out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or swallow her whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YO YO DAWG! WATZ UP MA HOMIE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?? Nvm if u dont understand... haha... Bt if u do... ya we were juz waiting 4 "Cars" 2 start n we really haf nothing better 2 do... Gee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114978718324464205?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114978718324464205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114978718324464205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114978718324464205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114978718324464205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/eye-lame-version.html' title='The Eye (Lame Version)'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114969756243924151</id><published>2006-06-07T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T09:26:02.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary...</title><content type='html'>Sumhw on Monday, I had the sudden urge to run, maybe iz because I finally finished my work le (Yes! No more eating bread 4 breakfast le!!)... So after reaching home, I got my ass out of the house and started 2 run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok actually I aimed 2 run around 4km... Cos progressive training ma... Long time nvr run le den no if run too much will juz drop dead... So on I ran from my place to sumwhere near Woodleigh MRT (Yes tiz station does exist... Juz dat hafnt open only..)... But as I approach it, I was thinking... Since I covered so far liaoz and I m like still quite ok, den mite as well continue 2 Potong Pasir MRT lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on i ran... Den when I reached Potong Pasir, I was thinking again... Aiya mite as well try 2 reach Bendemeer Civil Defence Station... So on I ran and ran den juz under the flyover, I turned round and proceeded to run back home... By dat time I was like half dead liaoz and 2 make matters worse, since I was running on the road, the carbon monoxide was choking mi... I did actually wanted 2 stop, hail a bus n go bak home... Bt den... I dint bring my ez-link card... so bo bian hafta run bak... Anw hu ever brings ez-link card 2 run 1 sia.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz actually quite fun running... Cos the ting iz u will nvr get bored... Dere r so many tings 2 look at... The cars... Shops... Cute gals... etc etc... Bt my mind started cursing myself when I reached Potong Pasir MRT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K to gif u abit of information... In between Potong Pasir MRT and Woodleigh MRT, derez a malay cementery... N although the cementery iz closed at nite n sort of like partitioned off from the pavement, derez alot of low lying trees dat gif it a very eerie feeling... Even when I am looking at it on the bus at nite, the feeling juz creeps in n sends chills down my spine... K u may tink I m a scaredy cat bt u juz experience it urself when u pass it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw I couldnt possibly turn ard or cross the road cos the nearest traffic lite iz like 1 km away... So bo bian... Juz suck it in n try 2 run n nt tink so much lor... Bt once I run past the cementery I start 2 realise 1 ting... Suddenly, on a usually busy road, DEREZ NO CARS!!! ON BOTH SIDES OF THE ROAD!!! Kaoz! Wat r the chances manz!!! Nvm... Juz run faster... Dont look bak.. N hope nothing happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I cant b dat unlucky rite... WRONG!!! It happened again while I was passing sumwhere near the entrance!!! Wat the hell sia!!! N the low lying trees r nt helping abit sia... No matter hw much I avoid by running on the road, the trees r still lingering above mi sia!!! It oso doesnt help dat in my mind I was tinkin abt veri veri bad tings dat could befall mi n dat my mind was reviewing wat my frenz' supernatural occurences sia... Kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den it happened the third time when I pass by a building in the cementery!!! Walau ehz!!! Tiz time I was really freaked out n I started 2 really sprint... All the way until I was in a busy district... At least I know I am safe... Haha... So By the time I reached home... My legs were dead beat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 tink I juz ran another 7 km... Bt different route... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114969756243924151?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114969756243924151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114969756243924151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114969756243924151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114969756243924151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/06/scary.html' title='Scary...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114905303519447187</id><published>2006-05-30T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:23:55.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch... =)</title><content type='html'>Yep nw is lunch hr at work n here I m, typing my blog n chewing on the potato filled bread which I bought before coming in for work... Veri pitiful rite... Haf bread 4 lunch... Its nt dat i wan 2 save $$ or wat... Bt its juz 2 troublesome n dangerous 2 go down... Dangerous?? Ya dangerous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st day of work, I skipped my lunch in order to familiarise myself wif the work n get used 2 drawing charts on Microsoft Excel (Simple enuff dat even a lower Sec student cn do... Bt the army makes u dumb la...) So on the 2nd day, I decided to try the canteen food downstairs cos itz near n I dont feel like (actually itz plain laziness) walking too far out. Ordered a plate of nasi briyani n it didnt taste as gd as it looked... Cos the freakin rice was cold!!! Tink dey r experimenting a new type of briyani mixed wif sushi rice... N in the end my stomach didnt feel veri gd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating 3/4 of the fd, I looked ard... SIANZ!! Gt no cute gals 2 c so I decided to go up n carry on wif my work... Ok now cos the level where I am working deals wif alot of confidential documents n knowledge, so for security reasons, derez tiz card-reader to only enable full-time employees of the company 2 enter.. However if anyone else wans 2 enter, dey cn press the doorbell n sum1 mite answer 2 u... So when I went into the lift, I hoped dat dere was sum1 gg 2 the same level as mi cos I did nt wan 2 press the doorbell... Firstly cos derez a possibility dat no 1 mite b ard n 2ndly, cos I dowan 2 paiseh myself... So I felt damn sian when dere was no 1 gg to the same level as mi... Ok nvm wait until go up den press button lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached my level, I was still holding on 2 the slim hope of sum1 coming out of the office so I nd nt use the doorbell... But as usual, tings didnt quite go my way so I decided 2 use the doorbell lor... Since my boss said dat the doorbell iz near the door(duh) so I believed her... Bt after finding 4 3mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE GOT DOORBELL SIA!!!! WA KAOZ EH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat drops trickled down my forehead n I was getting worried... real worried... Cos derez tiz security camera outside the door n derez the possibility dat the security guard mite b alert enuff 2 notice... Imagine the embarrassment of being questioned downstairs in front of ur fellow colleagues n public!!! Jia lat hw sia... N since I was finding the doorbell, it didnt help dat on camera I look as if I was figuring a way 2 break in... O manz... Ok nvm kp cool... O ya call my boss... So datz when I fished out my hand fone from my pocket n started 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SHIT!! I left the number in the office!!! ARRHH!!!! Wat the hell iz wrong manz!!!! Juz den when all seemed lost, I heard heavy footsteps and voices coming from within... Ok steady myself ar.. Juz act as though I juz came up... Datz wat I tot 2 myself bt when u spend 25 gruelling mins juz wandering ard a 3m by 6m space... U will lose control when salvation arrives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lose control is an extreme phrase... Bt u all noe wat I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the person unlocked the door and came out tokin wif her fren hu is behind her, I dutifully held the door open 4 her lor... Its the least I cn do 4 her ma... Bt when she turned ard 2 face mi, instead of saying thanks, she said "AIYO!"... Kaoz auntie u aiyo 4 wat... I noe I nt handsome la bt u tink gt pple wan 2 waste their time n scare u mehz... Hai again dats wat I tot... So in the end wat I did was juz smile, nod den walk in2 the office like nothing happened lidat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my salvation bt the "Aiyo" which came out from her mouth cancelled dat. So dats y nowadays I stay in the office n eat sum tings I brought from home... Quite comfy actually... Cos gt my own cubicle n cn surf net during tiz hour oso... So quite nice way 2 relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I bet that once the security guards haf nothing 2 do at nite, dey will find the tape dat shows 1 stupid idiot hanging outside the office 4 25 mins n luff their heads off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114905303519447187?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114905303519447187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114905303519447187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114905303519447187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114905303519447187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/lunch.html' title='Lunch... =)'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114856596985489163</id><published>2006-05-25T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:06:09.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day... Argh!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah finally get 2 work after... erm... 14 days!!! Yea got income liaoz... So next time go out wldnt feel like so guilty le... Haha... N working at the main Singtel building somewhere near town... yea... Next time cn go out veri easily oso... haha... If only 2dae started well sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to report 2 work at 0830, and because I was let at the agency the previous day, I decided dat I die die can't b late... Or else if dey fire mi den I will b in another state of jobless-ness le... So I left my place at 0715!!! Damn early ritez?? I noooeee... Bt muz understand ma itz early in the morning n since it was at town, my puny little brain tot dat dere will b a jam... YES! so guess wat time I reached somerset?? 0755!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa Kaoz!!! N so thanks 2 my &lt;em&gt;brillant mind,&lt;/em&gt; I hung around the MRT, readin "Today" newspapers n basically juz wait 4 time 2 pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N so the time passed and soon I was at the company... Initially I was told to enter the room cos the In-charge needed to brief mi on sum issues... The room was veri messy, and quite cramped, and on 1 of the chair were ard 8-9 hard covered ring-files... So when she said "Help me take those files", I tot she wanted mi 2 help her bring them 2 sum other storage space so I could seat down and work under her watchful eye. And indeed she led mi 2 an empty cubicle, and next, asked mi 2 place dem on the table... "Sit", she commanded and so i did so dutifully... Cos I tot ,again , that she juz wanted 2 show mi sum of the tings dey do... And indeed she did! But den... "Tiz is wat the previous person did and u will carry on..." 9 freaking files!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did n typed n compiled information... Sumting like IPW... Bt much worse... Cos its sumting 2 do wif shares... Market prices... share options... And I M SUPPOSED 2 CALCULATE DEM!!! WA KAOZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y did I drop Econs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm... Cos at least get 2 surf Net for information... As I said its sumting like IPW... Remember dat 2dae is the result of American Idol??? Ya since I was at work so couldnt watch it... So I looking 4ward 2 the repeat telecast at nite ma... At least sumting 2 look 4ward 2 rite... BUT... When I logged on to the Interent... It was connected 2 Yahoo... And well guess wat was on the headlines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"American chooses Taylor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler sia... Den my In-Charge told mi sumting... If I cant fin the work... Den will haf 2 work 1 wk more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm... 2mr will b better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114856596985489163?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114856596985489163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114856596985489163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114856596985489163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114856596985489163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/1st-day-argh.html' title='1st day... Argh!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114822769067577820</id><published>2006-05-21T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T09:08:10.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ 22nd College Day...</title><content type='html'>Well hw coincidental it was dat dan, gy and mi went bak 2 AJ for the 1st time in 2 yrs n it happened 2 b the College Day! We agreed to meet at 10 bt sumhw dan was late (as usual)... So gy n mi went inside AJ 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N sumhw over the last 2 yrs dere were sum obvious changes 2 the sch... And one of dem was the installation of a security room tingy at the gate... And initially I tot dat dey juz put it 4 fun... To juz like make AJ look professional and 2 prevent students from pon-ing lessons on weekdays... So juz imagine my shock when we were called bak by the security guard... But luckily while I was dumb founded and amazed, gy actually said dat we were from the AJ ALUMINI!!! N dats when he let us in... Walau ehz!!! Long time nvr c gy n nw den I realise he is such a gd liar... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sumhw I bliff its better 2 play ball wif gy on a Sat... Cos whoever plays wif us regularly wont bliff wat happened yest... His shooting is totally off manz!!! Yes u heard mi rite... gy's shooting was totally buang! His airballs were like equal to the amount of balls he shot in!!! Yea... I still maintain wat I said manz... Gy i tink the ball is cursed ya... Couldnt bliff ur shooting will detoriate so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw soon 3 Aj guyz came 2 challenge us... Ok lor... its getting kinda boring anw... So we juz played n wif the experience of like losing almost every game we played wif Ant, I didnt haf much hope... Bt den when the game started... Woah... The passing, shooting, rebounding and especially the teamwork was mouth-watering... No words bt said... Bt juz by looking at one another we knew wat we were gg 2 do, where we were gg 2 pass... O man... It was THE beautiful game... Anw we were having fun until 1 of dem 'sprinkled' his ankle and juz collapsed... Haha... Tough luck dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat great game we were chilling wif the 3 of dem at the shed n dey were mentioning dat dey were yr 2 students... And dey pon-ed their CCAs in the morning 2 play bball!! Datz the spirit manz!!! Hahaz!! Anw we decided 2 leave n head 2 the canteen where we purchased 3 H-20s from the machine... We were juz chilling n den we saw Mr Sim, the operation manager of the school... I dunno if its coincidental or pure bad luck... Bt when I mentioned his name 2 dan n gy... dat bugger suddenly called upon us 2, 3 AJ GRADUATES, 2 help him shift a freaking heavy potted plant from its current place 2 the drain so as 2 make the arrangement nicer... Ok nvm... Juz help him lor... Anw no harm done ma... Den, like a flash of brillance in his mind... HE FREAKING TELL US 2 SHIFT IT BAK 2 ITS ORIGINAL PLACE COS IT IS NICER!!!! WALAU EHZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after dat incident we decided to faster siam away from dat suey place n find Ms, or rather Mdm Tan... So long le n she like gt no change lehz... Haha... N gy u ham lor... Dan n mi wait at the door dere while u choose 2 stick ur face at the door opening... Ham-ster lor... Haha... And she tinks u haf a gfren... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brings bak memories manz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114822769067577820?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114822769067577820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114822769067577820' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114822769067577820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114822769067577820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/aj-22nd-college-day.html' title='AJ 22nd College Day...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-114787398106850959</id><published>2006-05-17T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T06:53:01.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz Another Day...</title><content type='html'>Argh!!! The feeling of being unemployed totally sucks man!!! Nothing 2 do den waste space... waste $$... waste air... practically wasting life away manz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 a job orientation 2dae... Walau it totally sux man!! Ever experience people walking up 2 u when u r eating in a coffee shop asking for donations or selling stuff etc?? Ya?? Ya its doing dat larz!!! Kaoz!!! Anw hope 2mr will b better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K den when I reach hm squirrel called n wanted 2 meet up 4 dinner... Ok lor... Since itz long time dat didnt c dem le... So went to PS n went 2 Manhattan Fish Market or sumting... Shared double seafood platter wif Gav... Walau eh!! Damn filling sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw juz as we were leaving, we saw 1 damn funny guy in a Philips Lightbulb costume!!! Damn comical sia!!! Big big de n clumsy lookin... Like once fall down le will haf alot of difficulty getting up... When we went up, we were luffin at him/her... N when we went down we purposely went by the escalator 2 c him... Den i even went up 2 him 2 take a brochure sia... Den when he wan 2 take 1 brochure from the stack on his left, it seems like he had trouble reaching cos the hands of the costume were like freaking short la!! Wahaha!!! Reminds mi of the 06 days man... Bt luckily nw dere was no scissors, paper, stone to c hu wld b the suey one (most prob mi) 2 do sum farni tings 2 the poor costume dude... Like run behind him n knock him on the head?? Haha... Miss those days man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw told squirrel dat I most prob can't go Taiwan... Cos of financial constraints... Hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of an average part time job per hr : $6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of the Philips Lightbulb man per hr : $8-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of Squirrel's face when I told him dat I didnt wan 2 go Taiwan : Priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114787398106850959?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114787398106850959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114787398106850959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114787398106850959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114787398106850959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/juz-another-day.html' title='Juz Another Day...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114770146581672325</id><published>2006-05-15T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T06:57:45.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial to Oyster (??? - 150506)</title><content type='html'>Hai... Damn sad now... Juz finished taking out the oyster from its shell cos I wanted 2 kp the shell as a momento from Tekong... Walau... the whole procedure was like taking out the instentines of sum1 into 2 preserve him la... Now I noe hw those pple working at Singapore Caskets feel when they embalm the body... And for the record, the feeling totally sux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I tot it was ok 2 leave it in the open cos I tot it would like dry up by itself or sumting (ya i noe i sound naive bt... ya..)... Anw I left it dere for a few days in my bedroom until my bro started 2 tell mi dat dere was tiz weird smell coming from my side of the room... So I dutifully went in n since I couldn't smell anyting, I tot mayb it was my bro hu smelt it wrongly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den last nite juz b4 I went 2 bed... Dere was indeed a weird smell coming out... So after reaching 4 the lites n looking ard, including the cupboard (Ya I was worried dat I mite haf thrown some dirty, stinky clothes inside to prevent my mother from nagging mi... Haha..)... Bt sumhw the origin of the smell eluded mi... Until I was adjusting my alarm clock n I saw my oyster which was hiding behind it... I had completely forgotten abt it until den so I decided to check it n c whether dere was sumting wrong wif it... N whenI started to lift the shell up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA PIANG EHZ!!! The oyster was sumhw leakin sum foul smelling water n the mouth was sightly opened... Sianz!! I haf no clue wat is happening to the oyster sia!! Tinking dat it mite b bcos of the lack of seawater (Until den den did I realise wat a damn big dumbass I m...) I filled a pail wif modified saltwater (Tap water wif salt in it... Hahaha!) n placed the oyster gingerly into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw the bubbles that appeared out of the oyster amused mi... n calmed mi down as I tot that the oyster was sumhw breathing again... (YA I TOLD U I WAS NAIVE!!)... Anw after that fright I made it a point to check it out everyday N oso 2 go to the nearest fish shop 2 purchase sum saltwater or sum chemical to make the water like the sea... So imagine my surprise when I was changing the water 2dae n the mouth of the shell like split opened n exposed the flesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumhw I tot dat the situation could b salvaged (ya i noe i noe my naivety is laughable..) until my dad informed mi dat when the mouth opens n the flesh starts 2 stink... It means that the oyster has gone to the Great Big Ocean on the Other Side... Sobz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The felling of taking the flesh out... It really sux man... N den the lifeless flesh juz *BLOOP* into the plastic bag b4 I threw it away in the rubbish chute... Hai... Pity that I took fotos bt couldn't put it up cos my fone pics cant b transfered to the comp... HAI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O manz... Felt damn sad abt the oyster.... it could haf grew bigger n better if i didnt pick it up dat day... Sobz... I'm sorry oyster... I shall kp the shell as a reminder of u n of the times I had in Tekong... Really sorry... Sobz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114770146581672325?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114770146581672325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114770146581672325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114770146581672325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114770146581672325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/memorial-to-oyster-150506.html' title='Memorial to Oyster (??? - 150506)'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-114692587890293930</id><published>2006-05-06T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T07:31:18.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost (Tekong Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The following is a real life re-enactment of wat actually happened a few days ago... N no it is nt a fragment of my imagination nor isit make-believe... Viewer discretion is advised...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after so many days have passed, I still do not understand y the hell my OC wans the ORD personnel to go bak for field camp. Yea it may be a major event but it is nt as if we r lacking in manpower sia! Really manz i tink his brain is the size of a freaking walnut... So wat do the ORD personnel do once we reach our campsite? Sleep, eat lunch den sleep again, den eat dinner den go bak... WAT THE HELL MANZ! Complete waste of my freaking time... Anyway on the 6th day we got so bored, n since the campsite is like 4km away from base camp, we hatched a plan to escape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dere was a path that could lead us all the way bak, however, it wld b 2 risky as dat asshole could c us if we took dat path, so we decided to walk an alternative route. First we would sidetrack into the coastline, and once the distance is safe enuff, we would bash tru into the forest n den onto the path which would lead us to freedom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK we left at ard 3 plus n everytime went according to plan. We went straight to the beach n started 2 bash tru the forest after covering a safe distance. However, while bashing tru the forest, we realised something... The vegetation is getting weirder n weirder... If lets say we were somewhere near the road, dat means we wld b sumwhere near tall trees etc. But hw come we r like heading into a mangrove swamp??? Nvm ar mayb it is juz a small part n hopefully we wld b able 2 c trees in the near distance... Furthermore, there r 6 of us hu r experienced in the Tekong forest so wat could go wrong rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!! Dat part of the forest nvr came because as we walked more n more, wat we saw only further lowered our morale. Cos while we walked n conquered the oil palms in the swamp, we saw more n more oil palms, just as if a black magical force didnt wan us 2 get out sia. N turning bak n heading in the opposite direction is nt an option oso, because we did not noe wat is the exact path we took! So while fad n loy were wading in waist deep water, the rest of us were walking from tree root 2 tree root n soon, it became clear that the path was immovable as the water became deeper n the roots became intertwined n more complex than b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man n 2 make tings worse, the day is getting darker n darker... N cos my boots r filled wif mud, so the soles r veri slippery so when I stepped on one unstable root, "SLOOP!" Wa Kaoz eh! Fell down n cut my thigh... 7cm mark... KAOZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wat seemed like hrs, we managed 2 get out as we saw the coastline n we decided 2 walk on dat as it wld b safer... So walk we did n soon enuff, we managed to c the ferry terminal. O manz to say the truth, I haf nvr been happier 2 c the terminal in my 2 yrs in tekong manz. So we began 2 brisk walk 2 the direction until shit happened again. In front of us was a 50 - 70 m gap between the coast n the water was flowing bak 2 a swamp that looked o so familiar. Les tried walking on it n Fad followed close behind. They did it step by step... Den "PLOOP!" the water level reached Fad's chest level! N Fad is like 1.8m tall sia! Luckily Les pulled him up in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after careful delibration, We headed bak n we seriously hope 2 reach the beach we walked off initially. After wat seems like hrs, we reached the point where we came out from the swamp n we hurried our paces cos we were still quite far off, n the sky was getting dark. And soon we realised that there was a big prob on our part in the calcultions. KAOZ! We like spent a freaking One and a half hrs in the swamp n we like travelled like 700m away from the beach only sia!!! WA KAOZ EH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm... I ren~~... At least I haf tis ORD adventure n a fully developed barnacle that i caught on the beach... Yea... Will bring it 2 my hostel sia... The 6 brave souls hu came n went from no man's land sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD LOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114692587890293930?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114692587890293930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114692587890293930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114692587890293930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114692587890293930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/05/lost-tekong-version.html' title='Lost (Tekong Version)'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114588409601733402</id><published>2006-04-24T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T06:08:16.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving soon..</title><content type='html'>Ok gonna do up a new blog... Changing webby n stuff so mite take some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i haf nothing better 2 do.. WAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok by next 2 wks will b up (hopefully)... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114588409601733402?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114588409601733402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114588409601733402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114588409601733402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114588409601733402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/04/moving-soon.html' title='Moving soon..'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114407559264619568</id><published>2006-04-03T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:46:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Lesson...</title><content type='html'>Basically the title shd b "screwed up day" la cos basically 2dae totally sux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it was my 1st lesson and I was super duper nervous... Remembered telling loy n gav dat mayb i will drive at only the 1st gear if u throw mi on the road n i m serious abt dat sia... Juz nw drove only at 1st gear n at dat circuit already cant control well le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate for 2dae was the fact that i accidentally HORNED AT SUM1 AT A FREAKING CROWDED JUNCTION MANZ!!! Cos it was at a pt where I m supposed 2 turn the steering wheel alot bt den i didnt so the instructor helped mi turn it la... Den obviously the right ting was supposed to help out n carry on turning rite... So I tried 2 adjust my handling n when my hand moved passed the horn... "BEEEEPPPP!!!" Wa Kaoz!!! Didnt noe so sensitive de... Talking abt sensitivity i didnt noe the accelerator once depress will make the rev counter increase rapidly sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai anw juz nw after fin le den went 2 take my final theory test practise session... Walau eh when the 1st qn came n i pressed the ans le den when i wan 2 proceed on 2 the next, I couldnt find any "next qn" key option!! So wat happened is i pressed 'fin' at the bottom rite hand corner of the screen... WALAU EH!!! The practise session fin!!! 1 QN??? KAOZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den nvm since it was raining so I decided 2 leave early n go off 2 beach road 2 sew my uniform... DEN ALL THE FREAKING STALLS R CLOSED SIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N to make it worse it was pouring heavily by den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA KAOZ!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114407559264619568?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114407559264619568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114407559264619568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114407559264619568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114407559264619568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/04/1st-lesson.html' title='1st Lesson...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114364918848695486</id><published>2006-03-29T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T08:19:48.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Theory....</title><content type='html'>2dae was my Basic Theory (BTT) n as usual, it didn't go off veri well... It was slated at 8pm n we were supposed 2 report by 1945 at SSDC... So off I left my house at 640pm waiting for 853...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wait... N i wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den... O SHIT!!! I 4gt 2 bring my documents!!!! Walau... Run back n by the time I was at the traffic light... THE DAMN BUS JUZ LEFT THE BUS STOP!!! Kaoz... damn sian... So I took 24 n went 2 take train from AMK to YCK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I reached at ard 1935... Reached le still got time 2 revise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it was time to do the test n I finished it in ard 15mins... Bt den I look ard n i started getting worried... Everywhere i look,  "Fail" flashed across the screens... Walau eh... so many pple fail... heck la juz submit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky i passed... yea... =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Ya if i pass the test wouldnt 4gt ur treat ya... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114364918848695486?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114364918848695486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114364918848695486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114364918848695486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114364918848695486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/03/basic-theory.html' title='Basic Theory....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-114295317001904779</id><published>2006-03-21T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:59:30.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to NUS... =)</title><content type='html'>Ok 2dae was the day when we all were supposed to find pq to give her a bdae 'surprise' at NUS de... 4gt its whose idea le... tink mayb its len's... Bt anw we were late (as usual) cos we were playing street soccer wif the councillors den at 1045 dere was tiz damn gd idea dat we wld play one more game... still ok rite... BT 1ST TO 10 GOALS SIA!!!! Confirm was Len's idea... Anw we reached dere ard 1210... Way later than the planned 1130... Tok abt punctuality of army personnel... HAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we reached dere, mr zhu told us 2 go to yih... ya dats wat he said even though we dunno where the bloody hell is yih... turns out that it meant Yusof Ishak Hall... WALAU MR ZHU U CANNOT TELL US THE EXACT NAME MEHZ! KAOZ! Anw we went dere n gave her a surprise... yea... she was surprised n again sum1 had 2 sing happi bdae song n buy drinks so we settled it the old fashioned way.... N guess wat?? WEIHONG LOST!!! yea NT MI bt WEIHONG!!!! FOR BOTH CHALLENGES!!! HAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after dat ard 1230 pq had 2 leave cos she had some meeting wif her frenz so we headed down to the mac near archi fac 2 haf lunch... Aiya since gy was dere 2 discuss proj so we went dere bt we didnt disturb him... ya strange bt true... haha... Anw lucky we didnt go in cos while eating halfway i saw my fren walking 2wards n across the table we were sitting... At 1st i look den look away den she look den look away den after dat i looked at her n she caught mi looking at her den we started 2 tok... Ya weird way bt haha... dont care.... Its a happy day... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya gy is nt u r m lucky charm lor... if its u den i everyday in jc wld haf seen her le... haha... N Ant fyi, the person i met was lana... so... yea... happy happy day!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after eating we went 2 walk walk n at ard the area where pq was having her discussion dere was tiz mini bazaar gg in... N dere were tiz promotoers doing sum lucky draw ting of free ice cream... N we walked past dere 3 times... N DEY WENT 4 LENNY ON ALL THREE OCCASIONS SIA!!! LENNY U R THE BEST MANZ!!!! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N after dat we went 2 walk walk n dan started 2 colour again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well... wats new... a leopard never changes its spots... or rather a colourer will nvr stop colouring... haa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114295317001904779?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114295317001904779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114295317001904779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114295317001904779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114295317001904779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/03/visit-to-nus.html' title='Visit to NUS... =)'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114227950388889720</id><published>2006-03-13T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:51:43.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotham Penthouse....</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Now I just returned from Gotham Penthouse abit drunk... so if i appear to tok nonsensical... pls 4give mi ya... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok 2dae Fad, Loy, Fad n mi went to Gotham Penthouse cos Jeff told us dat dere wld b a party gg on... Bt 2dae is Mon leh... Where gt party on Mon de... Either is on Wed or its on the weekends ma... Bt nvm we went anyway cos gt noting 2 do ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw we went dere super early sia... Actually nt veri early la... Its ard 10 when we reached so we expected 2 c all the seats filled... Bt guess wat... ALL THE SEATS WERE EMPTY!!! Kaoz!!! Nvm we went 2 seat at the corner n after we ordered our drinks... After a while we started 2 chill n started 2 tok crap... N it was den dat i started 2 lean bak cos dere was a wall beside mi... N when I lean till I was freaking shiok, guess wat... THE DAMN WALL GAVE WAY LA!!! Lucky I didnt fall back sia... It was den dat a waitress came over n locked the partition up... Kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Den after dat faithful incident we ordered a bottle of Henessy n green tea 2 mix... After dat we ordered another bottle plus another mix of chinese tea... However, Fad refused 2 believe it was Chinese tea n insisted it was green tea... Bt in the end he believed it was Chinese tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the waitress hu locked the partition door?? Ok we were quite bored den cos dere was nt much pple in the dance floor so we all played a guessing game... N the guess was on the age of the waitress cos she looked kinda cute... Lyon guess was 27 while Les guess 26 n I guess 25. Fad's guess was 24... Noe sumting??? We were all freaking wrong la!!!! SHE WAS 35 YRS OLD!!! WALAU EHZ!!! But If she were 35 i oso wldnt mind sia... haha... kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm den after like 1 hr dere was still no 1 on the dance floor so out of boredom Fad kept on gg 2 the Gents cos we all drank quite abit... Den when he stepped out of the loo, we had 2 pass by the dance floor 2 gt to our table... So when he passed by the dancefloor, he tried 2 do a "1,2 step" bt failed miserably... In fact he tripped on his 2 feet n almost fell! haha! Even the DJ said over the mic " Ok man wat the hell was dat manz "... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den, Lyon suddenly went drunk... Started vomitting everywhere... Bo bian haf 2 send him home lor... Den when we came down from the club, he asked mi 1 qn ' Eh, where u bringin mi sia.. Straight ahead of cab wat..." Huh?? Straight ahead is Singapore River lehz!!! U tink tiz 1 is Venice ar... Everywhere oso gt water ar... Pengz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after 20 mins we reached his place... N when we took the lift, he started 2 scold alot sia!!! Hu he scolded I do not know la... Bt I heard alot of the "CBs" n the "F***" la! Kaoz hu he scolding sia... Anw we reached his level le n we went 2 his door... After like 10 mins we tried 2 open the door in vain n lyon even puked at the front door... Bo Bian so haftaring the doorbell den guess hu answered the door?? HIS FREAKING NEIGHBOUR SIA!!! KAOZ WE WENT TO THE WRONG FLAT LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the expression of the neighbour when he sees the vomit on the floor 2mr... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114227950388889720?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114227950388889720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114227950388889720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114227950388889720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114227950388889720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/03/gotham-penthouse.html' title='Gotham Penthouse....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-114191151057704572</id><published>2006-03-09T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T05:38:30.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird...</title><content type='html'>2dae i was on enlistment duty at the ferry terminal for the enlistment of 3 companies. My initial job scope was to usher the parents n enlistees into the terminal and den show dem the way to the ferry once everyone is accounted for. However, after a while, the job went super boring cos first of all, we could only stand dere. Secondly, there was no cute gals to look at so it was quite disappointing... So, when lyon suggested to do the ferry duty wif him, I agreed cos it least it wldn't b as boring... N dats when tings started gg weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We were supposed to stand dere n ensure no 1 falls n dat all the seats r covered up... Rather boring job too, but at least tis time we r able to walk ard... And we r able to travel to and fro on the ferry so its oso sorta an incentive... Den dere was one time in the afternoon when as per usual, the relatives n frens of the enlistees started to alight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Den out of no where dere was tiz grandma hu suddenly appeared in front of mi,amiled,  raised her hand near to my face n started waving n said, " Zai jian le ah bing ge..." (Translate: Goodbye soldier boy) Huh?? Wat the heck sia!! Y the grandma started saying dat 2 mi n nt 2 lyon sia! Pengz! Nvm if shez is like 50 yrs younger bt... Wa Pengz... I tot dat was the end of it but it was just the start of everyting sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the 2nd ferry out everyting was ok... bt on the 3rd one, 1 auntie bade goodbye to mi n another looked at him, giggled den looked down... WA KAOZ EH!!! Wat the hell is wrong wif tis people manz!!! Its at least ok if dey did the same to lyon sia... BT DEY DIDNT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Den on the last ferry dere was ANOTHER AUNTIE hu said 'see you' to mi... WALAU EH!!! WAT THE HELL IS WRONG WIF THE WORLD 2DAE MANZ!!! GRRR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And now lyon gave mi a nic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Auntie-killer (auntie sha shou)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Walau... say till lidat... win liao lorz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114191151057704572?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114191151057704572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114191151057704572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114191151057704572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114191151057704572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/03/weird.html' title='Weird...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-114112161141714710</id><published>2006-02-28T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:13:31.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort of SBS bus...</title><content type='html'>Well i guess everyone has taken either TIBS or SBS bus at least once in their lifetime b4 ritez?? Well last week met up wif gy to watch Final Destination 3 at GV-Bishan... so from my place there was either 156 or 53 to take... n so on that fateful day, i took 53...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I boarded the bus, I immediately scanned for a place to sit as i was very tired n had only 3 hrs of sleep the nite b4... Luckily for me, there were a couple n I took my seat on the opposite side from the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my tuition times at yishun till now, sumhow i haf yet to overslp... At the most once the bus arrive at the station I would wake up n alight... Bt sumhw the unfortunate occured that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtime during my sleep, I felt a light tap on my arm... Mayb is i dreaming la... Bt as seconds go, the tappings became more rapid and harder... Kaoz.. cant b dream liao rite... Dreams where gt so painful de... So reluctantly, I opened my eyes and looked tru the window... Orh.. reached Bishan le... Bt who cld b the one tapping mi sia.. so i looked the other way wif my sleepy eyes den... WA KAOZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dere was not 1... Not 2.. BT 3 GUYS TAPPING MI ON MY SHOULDER!! And they dont seem damn friendly manz!! walau eh... Den when I tried to alight.. guess wat... i couldnt find my ez-link card!!! walau eh... Finally after thoroughly searching my pouch den I found it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt b tired till lidat mahz... Hmm... Must b the government made the seats more comfortable... n th aircon better... yupz! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-114112161141714710?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/114112161141714710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=114112161141714710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114112161141714710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/114112161141714710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/02/comfort-of-sbs-bus.html' title='Comfort of SBS bus...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113872787860365709</id><published>2006-01-31T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T06:16:07.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Outing!!</title><content type='html'>Ok the event started off real damn bad manz. Well the guyz were supposed to meet at 4pm at J8 cos gy tot of buying sumting for clydie's family, Cos feel veri odd ma if we juz popped over wif nothing so we met earlier 2 buy sumting. Then when I 1st saw geyun, I knew I was in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if yo'll didnt noe, the usual dress code for 06 guyz is T shirt + berms/ 3/4s finished wif a pair of sandals... and so 2dae being a claz outing, I tot dat was wat dey wld b wearing... Boy, was I so wrong! Seeing gy appear in a pair of jeans + t shirt + shoes, I tot i was in for it... but NVM! I will nt b in despair cos wh still hafnt appear... Bt when he appeared 5 mins later... KAOZ!!! He was also wearing the same attire lar! Cham... nw left len only... bt... len cfm wear jeans de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I noe nw is the festive season... Muz b in proper attire... bt berms is still proper arhz!!! Hai... cham liao... like outcast lidat sia... Walk ard wif dem in NTUC damn odd sia... HAI... Bo bian... So at abt 430... Seeing dat we still dunno wat 2 buy after 30 mins... I took my leave to come bak home and change... Yes to change!!! Lame ritez... Bt bo bian!! or else feel weird weird de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz so after gg bak n all we went 2 clydie's place... where we had steamboat! yes! steamboat! n veri nice 1... haha... bt as in most steamboat after we full le... derez still a heck lot of food left... so guess wat we did???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCISSORS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... n the gals joined in!! yea!! memorable sia... the forfeit here was 2 eat wadeva the loser in the previous rd take out from the soup... ok u mite wonder y we cant simply kp the food ritez... well... cos we tot we cld eat alot.. so poured alot of food to cook... hw we noe the food can b so filling ritez... haha... den... again... i kena suan 4 losing alot... where gt pple take the food le den lose consecutively de... i suspect dey all cheater... cheater bugs... haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after dat went up  play xbox... yea len u r rite... xbox is a social disruptor... bt HELLO!! look huz tokin arh... u say le still carry on playing... haha... o man i suck at xbox games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw still stayed till abt 11pm den left... Cant wait 4 the next outing ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the meantime... practise on my scissors paper stone.... hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113872787860365709?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113872787860365709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113872787860365709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113872787860365709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113872787860365709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/01/class-outing.html' title='Class Outing!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113847298443042041</id><published>2006-01-28T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T10:29:44.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate to b an insect...</title><content type='html'>Was stuck in the Tekong forest for field camp this past week, and being bored, sometimes we will go and look see for interesting tings like say, centipedes, spiders and the Tekong HOT Spring... YES! DEREZ A HOT SPRING IN TEKONG! DIDNT NOE DAT RITEZ?? HAA!! Anw more often den not we will catch spiders and centipedes as they r plentiful n muz catch dem ma... muz minimize damage for recruits... but more importantly 2 kill our time... Gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U muz b wondering What can pple do wif a poor centipede ritez... Well... apparently many tings once a bunch of bored soldiers get their hands on dem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First derez the spinning of the cenitpede in a jungle hat... den the squish-ing of the creature into half... den the burning of it while itz still alive... and finally the burial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the centipede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just crossing the road and minding my own business... la la la~~... Den suddenly i feel myself lifted off the grd and next ting I noe, I find myself land into a circular maze!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O shit!! where the heck am I!!! Y does tis place smell of shampoo???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok... Y is tiz maze spinning... Round.. and round... and round... Omg... Tink I wanna vomit..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky the spinning stopped after 1 min or so... Still able to crawl out... Can still carry on going home... But tink better faster go bak.... Dunno wat the hell will happen next sia... But shit... 100 pairs of legs veri hard to control sia... Kp on trippin' myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Out of nowhere a big shadow of a footprint appears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh!!! Is the sky falling??? HELP HELP!!! The sky is falling!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Argh!!! Hw come tis large unidentified ting land on mi of all places!!! Y I SO SUEY!!!!! GET IT OFF MI!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As if GOD has answered my prayers... THe ting mysteriously disappears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O good.. Better drag my injured body out b4 more crappy tings happen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O MY LORD!!! Y IS DERE A BIGGER TING COMING DOWN FROM UP ABOVE!!!! AR!!!! THE PLANET IS FALLING!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After wat seems like eternity, the 'planet' disappears....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARRRRR!!!!! WAT HAF I DONE!!!! Y MUZ I B SPLIT IN2 2 HALFVES!!!! DAMN THOSE PEOPLE HU HAF HARMED ME!!!! Faster go home b4 more shit happens..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait... Wats the flowery scent.... and y does it feel like its getting hotter... O GOD!!! Itz INSECT SPRAY!!!! And Its ignited like a flamethrower!!!! ARGH!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAT HAF I DONE TO DESERVE TIS!!!!! OY MY GOD!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tis juz bcause I went to shop across the road.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine dats wat the centipede feels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sux being an insect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... Tink I m gg 2 burn in Hell after my life ends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113847298443042041?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113847298443042041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113847298443042041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113847298443042041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113847298443042041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/01/hate-to-b-insect.html' title='Hate to b an insect...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-113688760613887624</id><published>2006-01-10T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:06:46.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scissor paper stone.... anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7434/739/1600/AJ%20Prom%20077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7434/739/320/AJ%20Prom%20077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7434/739/1600/AJ%20Prom%20080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7434/739/320/AJ%20Prom%20080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was packing my room (finally...) when I chanced upon some old photos of my last day in AJ.. Some were wif our tutors who amazingly endured our nuisance for 2 years... (ok fine the nuisance was mostly caused by the guys... bt at least its entertaining ritez.. gee), and some were the buildings, including the AJ 'thing' in the garden... Sumhow up till now i m unable to figure out wat to call dat arty farty ting. Seriously guys, if you haf nothing to do, pls do consider looking it up and tell mi truthfully wat u tink it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, tis 2 fotos caught my eye den I was reminded of the time when I lost sciossors, paper stone (again... hai...) to gy and had to pass a basketball, which had accompanied us for 2 years, to our chinese tutor... well as u can see it is not just passing the ball... but o well... the guys 'passed' it to her in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scissors, paper, stones??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In AJ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a grp of 18 yr olds??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it.. Sumhow playing scissors, paper, stone and watching hw gy and mi suffer humuliating forfeits have become part of my AJ life. Anytime, anywhere, everytime, everywhere, as long as u see a group of 06/02 guys together, u will see scissors paper stone. And after that, u will bound to see sum1 doing sum stupid ting as forfeit... hence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 top forfeits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Running across AJ square with a plate on top of ur head on a rainy day during common lunch... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well dat was J1 and no prizes for guessing hu actually did it... Initially I did not want to do it at all lor... But sumhow Ant psycho-ed mi to do it cos 'lose is lose' and if i didnt do it den i wld 'spoil the game'... Kaoz up till now I still do not understand y the heck didnt I just walk away from it all... Maybe it was because they discounted the bet from taking a rubbish bin lid to a plate form the muslim stall... But still... kaoz i m darn dumb la to accept and do the forfeit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw the feeling of running tru the parade square and back is indescribable la... Just imagine eyes all over the school, from the study area outside audi to the cantten to the AJ Enterprise to the study area ON TOP AT LEVEL 3 looking at u ... an idiot running in the open on a rainy day... wif a plate on ur head sumore... Plus a group of guyz cheering LOUDLY at the canteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaoz... feel like digging a hole and burying myself in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Drinking beverages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya beverages... Nothing wrong ritez... but a combination of celery juice + lotus juice + banana juice + a squashed century egg and a dash of chilli oil all perfected mixed into a big gulp cup?? Yup.. the perfect solution to make u puke out ur dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Players: Mi, gy, ant and wl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna guess hu drank it?? The race was 1st to ten and amazingly, i haf the lowest score... But miracles do not happen sia... In the end for 6 consecutive games... I lost... as expected... kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drink wasnt so bad until u reached the bottom of it and the century egg edges ti the surface... One more ting for the record, I do not eat century eggs and celeries... so... juz imagine hw I felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the taste of it all??? Bleagh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stealing eggs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup stealing eggs... From the auntie and uncle who sell hor fun... (eh.. uncle or auntie or any of their relatives, sorry ar dat time take the eggs... but past is past le... suan liao la k?? =)... ) What do we do with it?? Well play wif it of cos!!! =)... how?? ehh... i 4gt oso... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we were tinking of returning it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Carrying bags...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... Bags... of the whole freaking 06/02 guys... dats like 12 bags in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the audi to lecture rooms to canteen etc... in the midst of every1... 'nuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Drinking from a super duper long straw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha gy and mi didnt lost tiz 1!!! The loser was supposed to drink a cup of drink from a combination of like 15-20 straws... In the end the straw was too long and wh had to put the cup on the ground and stand on the bench so the straw can be straight... but try as he mite he cant suck the drink up... Tis carried for 5 mins until we found out... 1 of the straws is spoilt.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok if i 4gt anyting worth mentioning pls do add in ya.... derez only so much forfeits dat I can do and remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Actually derez 1 ultimate forfeit which I bliff shd b numero uno... bt I didnt add cos i dont wanna b slaughtered by sum1... but gif u all sum clue... It involves gy on the top level of Blk 11 after f maths lessons during j1... and he was supposed to sae sumting which he truly felt to sum1... but sumhow he managed to sabo the guys in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember?? Remember??? =)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113688760613887624?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113688760613887624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113688760613887624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113688760613887624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113688760613887624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/01/scissor-paper-stone-anyone.html' title='Scissor paper stone.... anyone??'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-113619847135371738</id><published>2006-01-02T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T02:41:11.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions (or those that I can tink of at the moment... heh) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Curb my temper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ORD going to uni le... If nvr curb den hw sia... Cannot focus on my work... Cannot get gfren... Maybe will command mi lecturer to knock it down... gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Earn $20 000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ambitious?? Bo bian la... Plan to go travelling, hopefully england, after I ORD... But knn juz had argument wif my mother cos she dont approve mi of gg alone wif my frenz... Guess the reason which she gave.. (1) The immigration dept over dere will deport many pple bak due to concerns about terrorism... WHAT A LAME REASON MANZ!!!! (2) Later kena used by drug syndicates to transport drugs... WHAT THE HELL!! TINK TIS IS WAT?? HONGKONG MOVIE??? KAOZ... (3)  K tiz 1 more power... she sae dat dont tink I go tru NS le shd behave as if I have seen the world lidat... WA KAOZ I NVR EVEN SAY ANYTING AND SHE PUT WORDS IN MY MOUTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unreasonable personified manz... Thanks mum for the GREAT welcome to the new yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys haf a better start to 2006 manz.. Keep to ur new yr resolutions ya... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To fufil my $20 000 aim pls inform mi if dere r any gd lobangs ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113619847135371738?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113619847135371738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113619847135371738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113619847135371738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113619847135371738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113543703552949191</id><published>2005-12-24T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T07:10:35.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Telling...</title><content type='html'>Ok so many have heard of the punishments given out by the evil instructors, like me... dats all wrong manz!!! Those under me will know that my punishments are unique... Like running to a basketball pole and start dancing around it etc... Well seeing that now I have the JC batch, I decided to let dem write stories in order to add abit of laughter during their confinement... So whenever the kid/s make a mistake, I will ask dem to write a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it is not as easy as it seems, for the stories must complay with these conditions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They must be not shorter than 500 words...&lt;br /&gt;2) It must be a damn farni story...&lt;br /&gt;3) I must be the hero of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come on give me some credit for coming up with such a creative punishment ritez... So now I will reveal some of their stories... and my comments would be in the '( )'... Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORY 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was high in the sky , but a cold chill blew down the northern corridor. (Corridor?? Of wat??) Our hero, Samson the Brave, (Is he say one not I BHB ar....) took a large breath as he drew his sword from where it lay sheathed. Before him stood a large door, made of solid oak and held by cast iron hinges. Entry was made impossible as it was barricaded (Wa lan eh... chim word..) from the inside with steel locks. (Knn super flowery language... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would prove no barrier to our hero armed with his determined heart. (See... Mind over matter...) A heart with only one goal, to save his fair lady. (Kaoz everytime also because of ger...) A woman with eyes tat sparkle like diamonds, skin as smooth as silk and a heart of gold. (Knn he tink tis one is wat? fairy tale?) With one stroke of his mighty hand, he hewed (huh??) the door into two pieces... (Must sue the contractor who made the door...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lay before him was complete darkness, a black so deep that not even the brightest light can pierce. As Samson stepped through the door, he felt a force pulling him deeper and deeper into the unknown. Suddenly there was a bright light and he saw his beloved. (OK Now I am confused... Isn't there to b complete darkness which not even the brightest light can pierce??? So how the heck can a see a bright light??? Lousy writer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stopped Samson in his tracks however was a large dragon. As a protector of the defenseless he was accustomed to killing all forms of creatures, both men and beast alike. The dragon was the largest he had ever seen with his own two eyes. Twice as large as any other, the dragon was just as fast and just as agile as other dragons. (Chey... Its just an overweight dragon only ma... Big fuss..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blocking the dragon's fiery breath with his magic shield, he took a swing at the dragon with his sword. Newton's Third Law (WA LAN EH!!!! LIDAT OSO CAN AR!!!!) states that when a body A exerts a force on a body B, body B exerts a force equal in magnitude and opposite in direction. (Kaoz... Physics lesson... Mr Yip... O no bad memories.... Ar Weiloong dont copy ar... My butterfly is flying to spy on you ar... Haha) The blow was parried by the dragon's thick hide and Samson was thrown backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wa lan eh, Cannot kill one", Samson thought. Looking at the broken sword he held, he decide the best course of action was to.... run!!! One step, Two step, Three step, Smack!! Our hero and falls over an object he did not see lying on the ground. (Well hello???? If I saw it y the hell would I step over it??? Kaoz...) Turning back to see what it was, he saw an AR-15 (a gun) lying on the ground, probably from the dragon's latest victim. As he took aim, he pulled the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click. Shit! No ammo! Run sumore!! (Well well shit happens...) A few seconds later, he saw three bottles on the ground. In one there was methyl-benzene (knn he super nerdz sia...), another nitric acid and the third contained sulphuric acid. The three ingredientes to make TNT. (well thanx for the chemistry lesson nerdy boy...) Not knowing this (Well not all people are nerds like you!) he threw them at the dragon. At this instant, the dragon breathed his fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM! The chemical's combined and the dragon went bye bye. (Act cute.. POI!) Samson escaped the explosion unscathed. (Kaoz U tink I wat?? Superman??) When he reurned, he found his beloved turned into a statue, a statue of gold. (HOLD ON A MINUTE!! DIDNT I JUST RUN THREE STEPS??? WAT KINDA STORY TELLER IS THIS!!!) He was about to cry when he figured," With this much gold, I can have as many girls as I want." And so it came to be that he lived happily ever after with his many many girlfriends... ( U tink I wat??? Casanova??? Knn... make mi sound as if i desperate lidat....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tink thats over... Wait till I update another 1 tomoro.... Now eyes tired le... MERRY XMAS IN ADVANCE YA =) CHEERS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113543703552949191?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113543703552949191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113543703552949191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113543703552949191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113543703552949191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/12/story-telling.html' title='Story Telling...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113388176582031050</id><published>2005-12-06T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:09:25.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengz... Literally</title><content type='html'>Ok last week was Squirrel's last week at BMTC before he got attached out for roving... So mi, squirrel, les, gav, cs, wes and tan went to spec mess to haf a last drink before he goes out the nest day.... Ok so wat if the next day we haf a parade... JUST HECK IT MANZ! Datz wat we tought cos at the most we get extras for waking up late only lor... Boy were we wrong sia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drinking session started out from 10pm after the Recruits' Evening... From den on we jus drunk (All except for Mr Sutan who drank 7 freaking cans of SOYA BEAN MILK whilst the rest of us drank more than 7 cans of BEER each!!) all the way till 3am... Of cos along the way Squirrel and us had a thrashing out session about the company and how we should work in the future etc... All the way till 3am when we all headed back to the comfort of our bunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast 4ward to the next morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!! Its 0630 and I was supposed to be down at 0545!!! Damn I m late... Aww heck it manz... jus go late lor... So with a slight hangover, I stepped away from my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah... And I fell on my bed... Y is the world spinning??? Gosh... I muz haf drunk too much... Nvm tis time I will do it right... So I step off again... And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.... I fell again... haha.... O well... after like 10mins of resting and focusing I finally got my ass up to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast 4ward again to the parade itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the emcee was still rattling about the prize winners when I felt giddy again... O shit... everyting is slowly blacking out... shit... *shake head*... ok its getting abit better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5mins later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my god... Y is the guy in front of mi spinning ard??? O shit.... *shake head*... SHIT!! IT'S NT WORKING!!! I am still feeling giddy!!! And my footing.... WOAH!! I am starting to lose my footing... *re-adjust*... Still cannot... *re-adjust*.... still cannot... *adjust footing*... still cannot... *adjust everyting*... WAT THE HELL!! Y CANT EVERYTING WORK!!!! Just den I felt a hand pulling mi bak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi Sam you ok notz" Dat was Su pulling mi bak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no not ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha you last nite drink too much isit... u ok notz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no not ok... I going to faint liaoz..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den...... PIAK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U all muz tink I was a goner dere and den ritez... WRONG!!! Upon hearing the sound... I glanced right and guess hu buang??? GAVIN FAINTED!!! MWAHAHAHA.... It was den dat I knew wat I had to do and so I rushed to Gavin and 'helped' him and took him outta the parade square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Guess I haf to thank Su for pulling mi bak... and gav oso... if not for him I confirm buang one... haha... CHEERS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113388176582031050?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113388176582031050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113388176582031050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113388176582031050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113388176582031050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/12/pengz-literally.html' title='Pengz... Literally'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113292776267180372</id><published>2005-11-25T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T06:09:22.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Toilet Encounters...</title><content type='html'>Ok, the week was field camp week and every perm staff from platoon 1 and 2 haf only 2 hrs to freshen up before we head back to the campsite... And since the day all of us were pestered by a lot of bugs so you can imagine the euphoria when OC said we can go back to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wasn't in such a rush cos I had been beaten by mosquitoes till my feet were almost numb, but everyone has to clear his bowels so ya, I tried to occupy the toilet ASAP... Boy was I about to regret dat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was doing my business and catching up on the news when I suddenly felt something on my feet. Tinking it was just some cramp coming up or just the tingling of my nerves, I jus clenched my toes and hoped for the feeling to go away.... But when it didn't go away, I tot it was sum mosquito and so I jus heck care it.. cos my feet already kena bitten so many times liao so kena bite one more time oso no harm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was not a mosquito.... As the feeling went higher and higher up my leg, the more weird I feel... Mosquito where gt so heavy one, I tot to myself... As the feeling got more ticklish, I felt I had to take a break from my papers and check it out... Don't tell me dat ting will find mi when I am at my most vulnerable sia... As I slowly peek out... WOAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAT THE FREAKING HELL!!! WAT THE HECK IS DAT FREAKING TING DOING ON MY LEG!!!! DAT FREAKING HORNET!!!! Wa kaoz! Can't bliff dat the freakin' hornet will follow mi all the way from the camp site sia!!! Wif dat I jus chop chop fin my business and went to bathe... nvr taking my eye off the bug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u jus imagine the headlines on the papers if i got stung and died... ' 20 yr old NSF died from hornet sting while shitting in the toilet...' WA KAOZ EH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113292776267180372?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113292776267180372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113292776267180372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113292776267180372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113292776267180372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/11/strange-toilet-encounters.html' title='Strange Toilet Encounters...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-113074396602027873</id><published>2005-10-30T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:32:46.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Oct....</title><content type='html'>28th Oct 2003...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated with 06/02 guys at the prata shop along Yio Chu Kang road for supper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of all people... mr lee weiloong had to walk into an open drain and fall... Fall nvm... bt tink bcos of his mass the surrounding drain plates clattered.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Oct 2004...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in SISPEC for training... And almost kena blanket party by my platoon mates (Thanks to Cai...) ... Lucky dey didnt do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt knn make mi stay up all nite juz in case... kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Oct 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given off by OC to go out n celebrate wif lester dey all... Went to Madam Wong's to chiong cos jiaxi happen to have tix 2 a NUS hall bash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went dere juz to have fun and drink up wif the guys but feel quite bad cos actually gavin didnt wanna go... but in the end he did... haha... Thanx 4 gg dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumhw chose to Drink sum bourbon b4 gg in... cos happened to b at an offer at carrefour... wa kaoz eh... nvr ever gg to drink bourbon again... Moral of the story?? Cheap stuff is bad... haha... Vodka will juz do manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in dere at abt 1145... Met up wif jiaxi and gt the tix... bt b4 gg in... lyon of all people had to vomit jus outside the club cos he drank too much bourbon... haha... kaoz... n the worst ting iz jiaxi was jus ard to c everyting... super paiseh manz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small place packed wif people... if nt for the guys i confirm will gt lost in dere 1... (yea i noe i suck =( ).. Anw after like 15 mins we managed to find sum seats... den we started drinking again.. haha... wanted to make gav n squirrel drunk bt failed... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to make myself high leh... bt sumhw the ambience n music diff from MOMO so juz drank n drank... den bo bian... if go chiong nvr dance den wherez the fun... so jus went down... sumhow managed to grind sum gals... almost got into an argument wif a jackass... cos sumhw 1 gal jus grind mi den b4 i grind her bak i jus stood dere 4 a while to confirm.. cos if wrong den will b quite paiseh ma... den once i sure le den we started to grind lor... den sumhw dat slut turned ard n told her fren like i was grinding her as if i started it n she was the unwilling party... wat the hell manz... Ok lor since she didnt wanna den i juz turned ard n danced wif the rest lor... den the jackass looked at mi n gav n shouted sumting like 'get lost'.... knn den when i stared at him dat asshole juz looked down n pretended nothing happen... wuss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw it was a gd experience... ya... n gav is getting the hang of chiong-ing... first mi n squirrel n nw gavin... lester la... bad influence... haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-113074396602027873?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/113074396602027873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=113074396602027873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113074396602027873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/113074396602027873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/10/28-oct.html' title='28 Oct....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-112849792526333793</id><published>2005-10-05T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:38:45.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suey...</title><content type='html'>I bliff dat everi1 will haf those daes when everyting juz doesnt fall into place ritez... well... apparently tiz kinda shit alwaes happen 2 mi in AJ... knn everitime lose scissor paper stones.... everitime kena suan by the guyz cos of sum ger dat i dont even noe of (ant n gy i noe u 2 will deny... bt remb bus 70?? knn....) n etc... So far in army lucky dont haf such odd tings happen... until family day on saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was BMTC SCH 2 family day at sentosa... First of all I had 2 wake up at the ungodly hour of 6 cos meeting lester n clarence n kevin at the mrt station at 7... luckily i was nt late n was the 1st 2 reach dere (for the 1st time.. haha) den waited... Not long later, lester came den we went down cos kevin n clarence were late... Dat time we were abit kan jiong cos we were about to b late le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 mins past*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10 mins past*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the heck is the train???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Attention all passengers. Due to a technical fault, the train heading towards Harbourfront front MRT will arive in 15-30 mins time. Thank you for your consideration.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?? Consideration??? wa kaoz eh... Waste time sia... Nw 0740 den tell us! KAOZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... den bo bian reached dere late... Luckily gt many others reached dere late oso... Den as tings went on in the family day it was pretty ok... After the event ended at abt 1230, Lester suggested gg to siloso cos wan 2 tan n oso carrying on playing... So ok la, lester, fad, wes, zhiwei, nic n mi went 2 the beach cos we were at palawan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over dere, we were juz playing volleyball... hitting... dropping... hitting... dropping... Cos most of us hit the ball quite low cos we dowan run to the sun to retrieve the ball so hit a few times den drop le... So... ya... I was quite peh chek so when the ball came to mi i was pretty frustrated so I juz hit the ball quite high... ya... So high dat it landed... guess where?? the sea??? nooo.... it landed... *drum roll*.... ON TOP OF A COCONUT TREE!!!! Ya.... haha... Den we were like... oh no samson wat haf u done... cos u noe at siloso we had 2 pay 4 the ball etc... so ya... we went abt tinkin hw 2 take the ball down... Den the 'creative brillance' in my mind had another idea... Jus take the sandal throw la... juz like in basketball when the ball was kiaped between the hoop n the board ma... So I went to take my sandal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat I didnt notice iz dat the ball was nestled nicely on top of some coconuts so i juz carried on throwing... Throwing... Throwing... Until.. OH SHIT!!!! MY SANDAL GT CAUGHT IN BETWEEN THE COCONUTS 2!!!! WA KAOZ.... BUY 4D OSO NT SO CHUN.... Luckily gt another fren from another company actually climb up the tree.... And if u tink the tree iz short... ITZ ABT 2 FREAKING STOREYS HIGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.... N i gt sunburnt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-112849792526333793?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/112849792526333793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=112849792526333793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112849792526333793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112849792526333793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/10/suey.html' title='Suey...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-112749248468644178</id><published>2005-09-23T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T09:21:24.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st time.....</title><content type='html'>Tiz may seem weird or wat... bt last nite was the 1st time dat i go chiong... nt chiong in army bt clubbin'... veri lame ritez... 20 yr old 1st time go club... damn paiseh sia... bt o well derez a 1st 4 everyting.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw last nite went MOMO... apparently dere was a party gg on n lester's fren is in the guest list so go dere c c look look n experience lor... plus i noe i wont b the onli 1 being the newbie cos yixiang oso go... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression was still ok... bt abit dark.... bt obviously will b dark ritez... knn where gt club brite brite 1... bt anw when we gt ourselves settled down, lester went 2 buy the drinks n dat was when the nite started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vodka sprite/coke iz gd... bt 2 much of it is another ting... seems like veri obvious ritez... bt knn those of u hu tink tiz way knn go n try la... c if u will control urself anot... knn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt cutting the crap, the bottomline is... i gt drunk... haha... yes... lemme repeat.. I GOT DAMN DRUNK... bt nt onli mi... yixiang oso... haha... drunken squirrel... haha... N ya... I vomitted in the toilet... knn nw i noe y dey sae shdnt drink on an empty stomach... as if vomitting isnt bad, jus try 2 imagine as if sum1 is punchin u in ur sternum den u gt my point....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot the worst was over when I came bak n everyting will b ok when i slp n wake up... BOY WAS I WRONG... knn cos derez sumting in the world called HANGOVER... knn... wake up vomit liaoz... haha... sux sia... den wanna slp again cant slp... watch tv cant conc wif the throbbing of the brain... knn... n u noe wats worst... dat u can nvr gt the beat away from ur mind when u r expeiencing ur hangover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw still gt sia.... pain~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-112749248468644178?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/112749248468644178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=112749248468644178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112749248468644178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112749248468644178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-1st-time.html' title='My 1st time.....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-112576803753922102</id><published>2005-09-03T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T10:20:37.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of Pain...</title><content type='html'>Games Day : Millipede vs Centipede.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember the Saturday when all the millipedes stayed backed to practise. Quite screwed up cos of the pain n the IPPT the day before, so didnt have much hope in winning. But since gt trump card, so knn bo bian haf 2 lan lan train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On dat dae itself, all thats left is a prayer that we will heng heng win cos nt much companies practising it... but when 1st saw the field... KNN!!! we actually have to crawl the breadth of the football field, linked up and using only our hands n butts, so it looks jus like a millipede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawl crawl crawl... bloody hell... When the whistle blew, we crawled like we haf nvr crawled b4 sia.... Tailbone pain... buttcheeks abrasions.... Giving up was nt an option sia.... Lucky we won dem... n won by a big distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First glance seemed like a lame game but 4 those hu tink so, pls go n try dat damn game... Total back-breaking, ass-cracking session... Imagine draggin urself tru the breadth of a football field with nothing 'cept for ur hands n ur butt... Respect to all my fellow insects hu won the race...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-112576803753922102?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/112576803753922102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=112576803753922102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112576803753922102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112576803753922102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/09/week-of-pain.html' title='Week of Pain...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-112359024394915452</id><published>2005-08-09T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T05:24:03.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet... Just swweeet...</title><content type='html'>Do you remember times where u will bump into promoters giving away freebies so as to get opinions of their products???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparently there was this one small group of promoters in Orchard MRT underpass leading to Lido. The product is POLO ( Yea the sweets with the hole in the middle.... ) and i tink theres a new flavour ( cos the outer coat is black n not green ) in town. Apparently it reminds mi of pepsi fire because of the colour... Hopefully the general opinion will differ from that of Pepsi's own.... bt dats a story for another dae....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dere were 3 pple giving out the freebies n the 1st 2 reach out 2 mi was a female but because the guys were behind mi, i knew dat taking it would confirm kena suan by dem 1.... ya sae wat u like guys bt i noe u all will suan... cfm plus guarantee plus chop plus lifetime guarantee.... well anw i paid no heed n walked on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt then it dawned upon me... Y i so stupid... got free sweet so y dont take??? It was only after I walked past the 2nd person den I realise that so I started to head towards the 3rd guy ( Wont it b weird if pple c u suddenly do a U turn juz 2 take sweets?? ) Anw I saw the 3rd guy juz grabbing a whole handful of packets from his bag so I tot wat the heck.. Juz in time.. So I walked towards him n soon I reached him with my hand reached out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just like bees to honey, houseflys to trash, aunties and other pedestrains started to crowd towards him n dat bloody idiot ignored mi n started to give to the rest!! Y the bloody hell the rest dont come earlier.... N although it took just 10 secs for mi 2 stand like an idiot wif my hands outreached it seemed like an eternity.... In the end wat the heck I juz walked off.... straight into the suaning of the guyz... kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story : Do not take sweets from strangers.... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-112359024394915452?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/112359024394915452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=112359024394915452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112359024394915452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112359024394915452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/08/sweet-just-swweeet.html' title='Sweet... Just swweeet...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-112032258574649393</id><published>2005-07-02T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T09:43:05.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I noe....</title><content type='html'>2dae supposedly gt 'outing' for the class, but in the end is guys' outing (as usual) den mi n ant n geyun went 2 geyun's hse to c his hse b4 we catch up on the rest of the guys in the evening at amk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den when we entered the lift, I gt a shock of my life when I realised dat the building was like 24 floors high! yea yea i noe i 'sua ku' leh... bt Tekong dont haf the kinda tall buildings leh... Anw, the minutes seem like hours n soon, I was bored since the other 2 were tokin 2 each other, and my hand suddenly gt a veri strange feeling... so strange dat I couldnt control my hand... n the next ting I noe my hand was pressing on the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RIINNNNGGGGG!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... didnt noe the alarm will ring if u try 2 push open the door when it is ascending... bt at least nw i noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well we learn sumting new everidae.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-112032258574649393?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/112032258574649393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=112032258574649393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112032258574649393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/112032258574649393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/07/now-i-noe.html' title='Now I noe....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111820113924657368</id><published>2005-06-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:25:39.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallucinations...Stupid Stupid Stupid!!!</title><content type='html'>There r times when u r out dere wif ur frenz n den u saw sum1 familiar, like u haf seen dem sumwhere b4 bt den u jus cant make out hu the fella is rite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterdae was my company passing out parade (sad bt true....) so mi, Fadzry, Lyon and Gavin went out 2 celebrate cos 1 down, 5 more b4 we ORD! So after we left the island at 11pm (Thanks 2 my 'brother-in-law') we headed straight down 2 Indo-Chine to haf a drink, our dinner (yes we hafnt had dinner cos we r the UNfortunate doing the UNwilling for the UNgrateful) and oso to tok crap.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digress abit.... For all those hu hafnt been to Indo-Chine b4, u shd try out the food sia... Yest was my 1st time dere bt from wat I cn c, the food dere iz heavenly. Just tried the Vietnamese Beef Noodles Soup (Pho Bo as dey call it)and o my god hw mouth watering was it manz! Dey serve the noodles seperatedly wif the veges cos the veges r alot lor! Dey r placed in a basket which iz almost the same size as the noodles bowl (N the noodles bowl is nt small... Juz imagine 1 3/4 times of qiu lian ban mian bowl) and dey r nt cooked so dey retain the freshness of the veges. N the dish itself iz Mmmmm.... Can u imagine dat the amount of beef dey gif is actually more than the noodles! Nw my stomach is hungry again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after we ate fin, we were drinkin and sitting down dere tokin and I was leaning back on the chair, relaxing b4 I gt confined wif a new bunch of kids few daes later... den suddenly I saw 3 gers hu were walking on the pavement like jus 5 metres away from us, and the centre 1 was lookin at my direction. At first I paid no heed to dem cos I tot dey were lookin across.... but den behind mi were plants placed dere by the employees n no 1 else... Den suddenly I found dat she looked veri familiar... yea she was attractive bt I tot dat she was my OG member so I looked at her another time trying 2 figure out if she was anot... Sumhw she doesnt seem to b her bt den I juz kept lookin and lookin and lookin and she did the same oso... All of a sudden, she flashed her smile at mi n nodded her head! Being a slow retard, I was totally taken aback by her actions and my mind was in a mess sia... Wat shd I do??? Kinda stupid qn bt dat was watz going tru my mind... Den knn I dunno wat went up my brain dat I actually carrying on laying bak on the chair, nodded, and smiled bak at her b4 she walked outta my sight.... Cool ritez....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt guess wat... after dat I didnt go after her n tok 2 her n I juz sat dere... still leaning bak on the chair... still sitting dere... leanin bak on the chair... WA KAOZ EH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111820113924657368?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111820113924657368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111820113924657368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111820113924657368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111820113924657368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/06/hallucinationsstupid-stupid-stupid.html' title='Hallucinations...Stupid Stupid Stupid!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111734114122397597</id><published>2005-05-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:32:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings Of Europe!!!</title><content type='html'>26th May 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest comeback in football history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard, Smicer &amp; Alonso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudek saves the day (amazingly...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool - CHAMPS OF EUROPE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seemingly one-sided match in the 1st half made mi sick in the stomach... Hw cld dey disappoint their fans wif such a thrashy &amp; unmotivating performance... Hw I wanted 2 switch off the TV and go back 2 my bunk &amp;amp; sleep... But sumhw... I didnt... Even if we lost we will lose wif pride... at least we defeated chelsea and juve... the champs of 2 countries... And so the 2nd half kicked off and I was on the edge of mi seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6 mins of pure genius the whole match changed... euphoria erupted tru the whole stadium... we were in wif a gd shot... and heck wat the critics sae abt luck n milan was robbed n negative tactics etc... sore losers... look wherez the cup iz nw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shevckenko vs dudek... everyting at stake... the king vs the court jester... n the court jester won again... earning liverpool the title... dudek earning the title 4 liverpool... hw ironic... Hw qy muz haf hated him... c la bet against liverpool sumore la... orbi... moral of the story : dont bet a liverpool match... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadeva it is... liverpool is the champ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea - Premier League &amp; League Cup winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal - FA Cup winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool - Champions League winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd - ????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111734114122397597?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111734114122397597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111734114122397597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111734114122397597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111734114122397597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/05/kings-of-europe.html' title='Kings Of Europe!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111677790831179655</id><published>2005-05-22T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:05:08.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 foods 2 die for n 5 foods 2 ban from the face of the Earth....</title><content type='html'>Had a super lousy meal wif the guyz dat time at heeren plus tiz wk nothing 2 do so came up wif tiz lame list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 foods 2 die for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Qiu Lian Ban Mian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man the taste of tiz iz indescribable manz!!! I would be damned if I do nt put tiz on the top of the list... The noodles r thick n Q; the soup is sweet; n the ingredients r generous... N best of all, itz cheap and gd! At just $2.50 it feels ur stomach up unlike those other hawker food which cost twice as much and half as filling. N the memories (well at least for me) it brings bak when the whole gang were 2gether....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Katong Laksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gt the chance 2 eat tiz at Chinatown when I went out wif Greg &amp; Hee Ling 2 buy clothes 4 a stupid stupid tingy. Was attracted by the signboard initially cos I haf nvr tasted Katong Laksa though I haf lived so long but den I suddenly remembered that it mite nt b the original cos dere r many imitations ard. However all tiz tots dispelled when the the 1st tase entered into my mouth... O the thick gravy... O the tasty noodles... O the juicy tau pok... O man I dont care if it were imitation anot... it taste real damn gd.... Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Western food near my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno the name of the exact place but I tink Ant n Geyun noe wat I m tokin abt... Remember 1 time the 2 of u came to my place den we bought western 2 mi place 4 dinner den we all watched a comedy movie on HBO called The New Guy? Anw the fd dey gif iz freaking generous... Wat u get when u order iz diff from most stalls as in dey gif like 0.5 times more than the others, and if letz sae u r so hungry dat u cn eat a horse, u can ask the uncle 2 gif u rice wif no xtra charge 2 it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) AJ Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha hard 2 bliff it rite... Bt when it comes 2 dessert, hu cn beat tiz sia? In terms of size, taste, n looks, it wins hands down manz. From my experience of eating, in a single bowl of tiz mountain u will get 8 hard atap-jis n 8 soft 1s. N inside iz oso watermelons dat r amazing round sumhw n so cute dat u wldnt bear 2 eat it.... unless u r wif Ant den show no mercy cos he will finish dem veri veri fast.... Plus u cn haf fun while eating n trying 2 make the opposite side of the mountain 2 crumble so as to create utter embarrassment 4 ur fren sitting directly opposite ( I swear dat I will gt my revenge...) ... N for the couples hu wan 2 conquer it alone... Dont even tink abt it manz... Been dere done dat... confirm will b damn full de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Wen Chang Chicken Rice from Hainan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea it iz nt in Singapore so shd nt b counted... Bt ITZ MY BLOG N I WRITE WADEVA I WAN!!! MWAHAHA.... ok bak 2 reality.... the rice is extremely fragrant n the chicken is super tender partly because the chicken is kampong chicken as comapred 2 those which r cooped up, literally. The skin iz tasty on its own n nt oily as comapred 2 the Singapore 1s... Yum... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 worst foods I have ever tasted... POI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Meatloaf at a restaurant at Heeren fifth level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way I m gonna mention the exact name of the restaurant... Later 1 of the readers turn out 2 b spies den I kena embroiled in a legal case den I cham le... Anw tiz meatloaf really sux to the core manz! Juz imagine 2 black black piece of steak-lookalikes which fall apart once ur knife goes tru it, looks like dogfood, smells like crap and taste like chao-ta combat rations.... Get my point??? Worse of all, it costs abt $15!!!! Man I swear I could have gotten a better deal at Cafe Cartel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Combat Rations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 dae, tiz fd costs ard $15-20... n dey r a waste of $$... Dey look like crap n sure hell tastes like crap... Sure sum cn make it but den majority cant... Hate dem but u juz cant do wifout dem... Hw ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Celery juice + Lotus juice + Carrot juice + century egg + chilli oil + sum unknown tings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Cookhouse food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat do u sae when ur veges haf 4 diff colours in 1 serving?? First u get the uncooked 1s... den u gt the cook juz nice 1s... den the 1s which r overcooked n last bt nt least... THE DECOMPOSED!!! YES SUMHW DEY SLIP DAT IN2 OUR FOOD N ACTUALLY WAN US 2 RATE DEM OK IN THEIR SURVEYS!!! WAT THE HECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The economic rice at AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently dey tried 2 come up wif a dish called newspaper vegetables. Sumhw dey came up wif the idea tinkin dat mayb mixing the newspaper in the dish wld make the dish haf more muo shui n when the kids eat it dey will become more clever.... U r wat u eat... Apparently nt... Jus look at wat it has made mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above pts r from my own perspective so if u dont agree... just 2 bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz cant bliff I spend 1 and a half hrs on tiz crap.... =x...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111677790831179655?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111677790831179655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111677790831179655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111677790831179655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111677790831179655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/05/5-foods-2-die-for-n-5-foods-2-ban-from.html' title='5 foods 2 die for n 5 foods 2 ban from the face of the Earth....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111605870468209945</id><published>2005-05-14T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:18:24.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/640/Sum%20crabs%20which%20Darren%20and%20I%20caught.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/320/Sum%20crabs%20which%20Darren%20and%20I%20caught.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of the field camp....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111605870468209945?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111605870468209945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111605870468209945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111605870468209945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111605870468209945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-day-of-field-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111605845852620274</id><published>2005-05-14T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:14:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally back into civilisation....</title><content type='html'>For every Singaporean recruit, the most testing time for dem is during their 7 day field camp. It is this time dat the whole truth would be displayed before our eyes, ie to say that those really selfish pple would show their true colours n its the moment of truth for those hu wan 2 excel n proceed to commanders school. Being an instructor, I tot that life would b lax and boy was I prvoen wrong during the past few daes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz 1 dae b4 the start of the camp, I went to see an external doctor during my nites off cos I do not trust the medical officers at Tekong (which organisation will let a poor guy bleed non-stop 4 abt 2 hrs and also stitch up his finger in another seperate incident n yet didnt tell him his finger wlfd b bent 4 gd??) Turns out that I was hit by the flu bug (thanks to the recruits hu sneezed and coughed w/o covering their mouth when they enter my office...) and I was down wif a fever of abt 39.3 degrees... Had a long quarrel wif my bro on my way bak cos of dat cos he didnt wan mi to suddenly faint n make my mum worry excessively especially at a time so near to Mother's Day... Guessed mayb I should haf heeded his advice cos up till nw I still haf a little fever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna update u guyz later on abt the exact details manz... so cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111605845852620274?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111605845852620274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111605845852620274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111605845852620274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111605845852620274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally-back-into-civilisation.html' title='Finally back into civilisation....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111495925932972718</id><published>2005-05-01T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:54:19.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable....</title><content type='html'>2dae marks a sad dae for the joint effort against the island-wide monopolying of drink selling in theatres.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Smuggle 2 Big Gulp into J8 GV to counter the monopolisation of drinks in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Day H-Hour : 010505 1850&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task: Place 2 Big Gulps into the grocery packs that I was holding onto and try 2 sneak in the theatres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U muz b wondering y the heck wld 2 20 yr olds do such a lame ting lidat ritez... y cant we juz buy the drinks from the counter? Well, first of all, we do not wan 2 buy 2 drinks that cost almost double of the price n receive sumting dat has onli half of the quantity. And secondly, we were from 06/02... Tink the 2nd reason explains tings better than the 1st..... Haa! Anw, as we proceeded to the usher, we felt pretty confident that the plan would pull off very well. As expected, the usher tried 2 take our tings because there were foodstuffs in the bags bt thanks 2 logic and common sense, he was about 2 let us in when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMBUSH! Another usher armed wif a pair of hawk-like eyes and possibly x-ray vision stopped us in our tracks. 'Err, I saw the drinks in the bags, so U haf 2 place dat with the food counter. And the other pack 2 cos it contains titbits. When u fin the show u can come out n redeem the food again.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw! Caught in the act! Busted! wat 2 do.... rite nw onli left a few options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Try 2 deny all charges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Flirt wif the usher (even though hez a guy... bt hu noes) and hope dat he allows us 2 go tru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Gulp down everyting dere and den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stuff down the drinks in our pants (SEcret Agent Geyun's idea....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Pass the stuff 2 dem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice... hafta pass the ting bak 2 dem.... unbelievable manz.... bt fear nt! Tough our plan has failed 2dae, we haf tested the system and noe the way the ushers work. A small step for us the secret agents, bt a huge step for drink smugglers all over! Salutations 2 Secret Agent Geyun for having the guts 2 proceed on wif the plan even though dat meant losing many tings like our pride (which i guess we did cos we spent over 5 mins trying 2 argue our case even though dere were pple behind us...). Bt we will b bak! Smarter, Tougher and More Cunning! Soon, we will haf our revenge...Operation Alpha iz under way.... MWAHAHA~~~~~ (sinister luff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111495925932972718?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111495925932972718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111495925932972718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111495925932972718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111495925932972718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/05/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111432126508926338</id><published>2005-04-23T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:41:05.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity at its best...</title><content type='html'>As an instructor of BMTC, we will always be faced with the problem of people talking in a file when they fall in. Y the heck they alwaes do dat I m nt sure bt since dey like 2 tok so much, mayb dey haf sum interesting tings dat they cant wait 2 share, so wat do I do? Hao shi yao yi qi fen xiang ritez? So I came up wif an idea and dat iz to tell dem 2 write an essay wif the following conditions if dey commit the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The essay muz b at least 300 words long and can be anyting ranging from adventure 2 sci-fi 2 horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The story muz include all the instructors in the platoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) It muz b damn funny. If I do not luff n find it amusing, dey wld haf 2 do 2. And if the 2 r still nt funni, den dey will haf 2 do 3 and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Lastly, I MUZ B THE HERO! MWAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw 1 story (unedited) goes like tiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in a small island called Choco Tekong, there was a dragon who breathes fire on a village called Pegasus. Villagers suffered under the dragon until one day, Prince Samson came over and slay the dragon with the Buddha-Palm skill. Chocolate spilled out of the dragon's ass and the island became choco crunch. Because of Prince Samson, he was a hero of today's choch crunch industry. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame ritez. Copyrite from CocoCrunch sumore. Anw itz tings like tiz dat make ur dae when the recruits gt on ur nerves. Haa... Cant wait 4 another 2 stories..... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111432126508926338?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111432126508926338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111432126508926338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111432126508926338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111432126508926338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/04/creativity-at-its-best.html' title='Creativity at its best...'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111422315228889462</id><published>2005-04-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:25:52.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st confinement with the chao recruits</title><content type='html'>Unbelievable is how I would describe my stay with the recruits in the god forsaken island. Cant bliff dat I would b complained by a recruit's parent so early in my instructor stint. That crap guy actually accused me of sumting that mi and my platoon sergeant didnt do manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after strength training b4 a run, sum1 asked for permission to drink water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi : Ok gentleman, those hu want 2 drink water can drink, but dont drink too much because there is going to b a 3 round run immediately after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half a round....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB (Spoilt Brat/Bastard) : Sergeant sergeant. I got stitch... (Slowing down den stop suddenly...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi : U jus nw drink 1 whole bottle of water rite. U deaf isit. Didnt I tell u all to drink a bit onli? So y the heck u drink so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB : Bt Sergeant I thirsty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi : ..... Nvm nvm. Follow mi. I walk u bak to company line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak at company line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi : U sit rite down here. Fell better le den join bak the platoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB : Sergeant I m shivering......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi: Huh u ok ntz... pour some water over ur head. Ok u go up rest 1st. Take a shower den go n c the medical officer later c if derez anyting wrong wif u anot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB : Ok thank you Sergeant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den guess what dat asshole did.... He actually went up and called his dad and said dat I forced him to drink 1 bottle before the run and is I hu is responsible for making him shiver. And to top it off, he said dat he was being marked by alll the sergeants. Wat the heck he trying to do sia.... Accusing us of dat. We didnt even notice him tur out these 3 wks hw 2 even mark him sia. Den his dad called and demanded a report to be handed up and boasted that he was a lawyer and that was an ex officer during his daes in NS. And his point being??? If that asshole senior truly was an officer den I m glad that I rejected that offer to go OCS when I was in SISPEC... Rather earn lesser than grow up 2 become a jerk like him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they book in, honeymoon period over... he is sooooo dead....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111422315228889462?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111422315228889462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111422315228889462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111422315228889462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111422315228889462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/04/1st-confinement-with-chao-recruits.html' title='1st confinement with the chao recruits'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111245571158085723</id><published>2005-04-02T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T07:28:31.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super super sleepy....</title><content type='html'>Juz nw before dinner was feeling damn sleepy sia, even bathe le still cant keep my eyes open cos Last nite onli slept 4 hours den still gt parade. Damn sianz! Anw I decided to read my 'FIRST' mag cos my mother was watching TV so read, read, read.... den *BLOP*! B4 i realised it i buai tahan fall aslp le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzz...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzz........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sam ar! Wake up alreadi! 9 o'clock liao!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Huh?? Wat the.... So fast morning alreadi ar! Cham so many tings hafnt do yet.'&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy head I dragged myself off my bed and tried to go to the living room, staggering around n searching the walls to support mi b4 I fall down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Y the heck is the sky so dark... So early in the morning cloudy liaoz ar'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ey prepare eat dinner liaoz'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh??? Kaoz... My mind still super fuzzy. Dinner?? In the morning??&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey! 9 o clock NITE time.. -_-"... Nvm... Den i went bak 2 my room... make my bed... then sit on it... N carried on sleeping! HaHa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111245571158085723?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111245571158085723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111245571158085723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111245571158085723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111245571158085723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/04/super-super-sleepy.html' title='Super super sleepy....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111201864874687605</id><published>2005-03-28T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T06:04:08.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian sian sian.....</title><content type='html'>After 5 daes of hard work... finally fin readin tru 'The Da Vinci Code'.... yup... all 489 pages of it... Damn satisfied sia... cos itz the 1st book dat i haf completed in 4 yrs.... haha... veri suspenseful, smart n unexpected novel to say the least... damn glad dat I bought the book manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw 2dae was damn crappy dae... bcame gardener, architect, interior desginer, maid n coolie tru out the whole morning... kaoz... kena arrow... after fin all the crap damn shagged sia... dont feel like gg 4 lunch... bt heck it manz instead of gg 2 the cookhse mi n mi frenz went straight 2 the canteen... a just reward 4 our hard work... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after dat, we did wat we haf been doing in the past wk..... slack..... watch vcd in the recruit's mess... the recuit's mess nw bcome the bedroom 4 4 of us sia... haha... eat, drink, slack n slp dere... if nd 2 find us... juz go dere.. haha... was watching gu huo zai (young &amp; dangerous) 2 &amp;amp; 4.... damn nice... damn cool... bt mi fren dont haf part 3.. so watch 4 abit blur blur... haha... bt nt as blur as dat time watch matrix reloaded wif gy n dan... tell dem i nvr watch 1st part dey sae nvm... watch 2nd part 1st... ya rite nw still dunno wat the heck the story iz abt... kaoz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt luckily juz b4 dinner gt news sae we all can go on off till fri morn.... yuppy!!! bt dunno hw 2 spend the time.... sianz... =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111201864874687605?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111201864874687605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111201864874687605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111201864874687605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111201864874687605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/sian-sian-sian.html' title='sian sian sian.....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111176464021744425</id><published>2005-03-25T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:30:40.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/640/Picture 217.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/320/Picture 217.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took tiz miself...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111176464021744425?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111176464021744425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111176464021744425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111176464021744425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111176464021744425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/took-tiz-miself.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-111168139257589267</id><published>2005-03-24T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T08:23:12.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/640/Picture 036.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/263/4322/320/Picture 036.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111168139257589267?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111168139257589267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111168139257589267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111168139257589267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111168139257589267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111167867432871983</id><published>2005-03-24T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T07:37:54.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't bliff it manz... Kaoz actually gt super duper long wkend 1... den at 1045 a call from hell spoilt my day... Ask mi go back to camp within 2 hours cos my CO wanz to haf a briefing wif us new specs posted to BMTC... Kaoz rush like mad lor... like mad cow lidat running here n dere.... Den guess wat... when I reach dere the briefing by the guy onli took less than 30 mins lor! walau waste my time sia.... worse of all dey didnt take attendance so pon oso no 1 noe... sux sia... waste $20 plus on cabfare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt at least the day ended pretty well cos had dinner wif geyun at S11 in Bishan... No the good part is nt in having dinner wif him.. haha... bt cos when we were eating halfway we saw a RJ gal hu was real darn chio sia... face super pretty n figure was like WOW.... den wear her pe shorts was like super short... wa... mi n geyun nose bleed sia.... a true personification of xian nu xia fan manz... Bt tink if geyun will describe better in his blog la... after all his english improve to an A le! (Yes itz true... itz damn true... QUICK BUY 4D!!! haha kidding manz) ...den after we eat finish le we went to walk in j8...  bt tiz xian nu xia fan zha zai yi dui niu fen shang... beside her was tiz RJ guy hu was like from RI b4.. kaoz... spoiler manz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw we went to jalan jalan... bought Da Vinci's Code by Dan Brown at popular.... Heard rave reviews about it so went 2 bought it... den oso 20% discount... haha... bt at tiz point oso muz thank mr zhu... if he didnt lose his pencil box den i wouldnt haf seen the bk den bought it le... so nvm la... blessing in disguise... anw hao xing you hao bao so nvm la geyun dont take ur loss too hard... mayb the cleaning auntie/uncle may haf found the pencil box den return to u on mon leh... hu noes rite... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den proceeded down to BEST... bought a vcd n david tao's cd 4 juz $10... wahaha.... feel darn shiok sia... 2dae like make alot of gd bargains... Bt tink in the end geyun gt abit pissed off cos he hafnt buy his pencil box yet... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya datz abt it... bt b4 i end off... i muz sae thanks to Ivan sia... THanks for fixing my comp sia... Will treat u once u come bak from Switzerland... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111167867432871983?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111167867432871983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111167867432871983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111167867432871983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111167867432871983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/cant-bliff-it-manz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111131878774153143</id><published>2005-03-20T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T03:39:47.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection....</title><content type='html'>Hey guyz, remember at a point in ur life, most probabaly when u r itsy-bitsy small dat time, u all haf sum sorta ambition or dream that u want to fufil in the future, like earning ur 1st million b4 u r 30, or becoming a professional, etc etc... U haf?? Gd 4 u.... I guess after attending the church session yesterday, it set off alot of thoughts in me... Thoughts that I would not have bothered 2 hear previously... What would I want to achieve in the future has nevered entered my big empty head... N nw I feel lost... Vacant.... N baffled... Today has been the day where I reflected on myself and hopefully I would find some answer at the end of the tunnel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enuff of the dreary stuff... Just this afternoon my brother was like explaining his job 2 mi and oso partly psychoing mi 2 join him in the future... B4 i carry on, sum background info on his job: He is in a firm selling electro magnetic therapy goods, and it is oso sorta like multi-level marketing la... N apparently his company is rival wif that of Xena's 1 ( which promotes aroma-therapy n claims that it too is doing multi-level marketting but it seems more like a pyramid scheme cause whilst my bro is physically selling goods to others in order to earn more $$, Xena's one is just jio pple 2 join can le )... Then i shot back the same questions which I asked Xena and co ( Bliff it or not she ask 6 other pple to help her in convincing mi 2 join within 2 hrs!! ) and guess wat... what took them 2 hrs and 7 pple 2 try and psycho mi ( albeit making a poor effort and failing miserably ) just took my bro 10 mins and EUREKA! He answered my questions! If Xena brought my bro along... guess her CEO would personally come down n xplain 2 him... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro.... The superb salesman.... My hero... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If u guyz wan 2 buy any electro-magnetic therapy stuff 2 improve ur health, pls contact mi n I will ask mi bro kayz... its darn gd... heh heh... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111131878774153143?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111131878774153143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111131878774153143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111131878774153143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111131878774153143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/reflection.html' title='Reflection....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-111123570118188844</id><published>2005-03-19T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T04:35:01.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went 2 hell n bak....</title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo yo.... long time nvr write in mi own column le.... darn spyware.... if i find out hu created it.... i m so gg 2 gt dat fella.... anw my comp isnt fixed yet so i will try 2 make tiz snappy... so dat meanz i haf 2 tok abt my Thai trip sum other time sia... anw no pics 2 upload here so mayb when mi comp is done den i strat on mi story telling ba... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok 2dae went 2 peiqi's church youth 10th yr celebration or sumting lidat.... bt anw... quite a fun experience... when mi n lenny 1st enter... we started 2 regret cos we saw the place n tot 'oh shit... we r gg 2 b so prominent cos of the small numbers dere'.... haha... den heng heng i saw 1 fren of mine in the church 2... peiqi u still dunno hu i m tokin abt ritez... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw as the celebrations went on, there was a segment led by 4 gers which needed the audience 2 like join in the fun la... den dey sorta tell us 2 like dance wif dem.. as in dey teach us the moves den we all dance loh.... den dat was when i realised i was super cyco-motor.... ( jus in case u guys didnt noe wats cyco-motor means, itz like when u r walking den when ur right leg moves, ur right hand oso simulataneously swings up... ) super weird sia..... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den lenn was mentioning hw fun it wld b like if the whole 06 were here instead of jus the 2 of us.... hw true... if onli gy n ant were dere... dey wld haf brought the hse down... n nt 4gting wh n wl.... n dan.... ya dan... he will cfm rush 2 the stage when the 4 gals r dancing n pretend 2 learn hw 2 dance n act pro.. den he will come down the stage n sae ' wat? wat? join in the fun onli wat.. ' when we all start 2 suan him.... ahhh.... 06.... miz those daes manz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 those hu r wondering hw cld i type tiz when my comp is done.... i m nt gg 2 tell u manz... haha... anw gtg le... bt b4 i go... geyun ur english is still super bad leh... the singular 4 clothes i dont tink is cloth loh... haha... u nvr fail 2 amaze mi manz... rob bank = rub bank.... remember?? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-111123570118188844?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/111123570118188844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=111123570118188844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111123570118188844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/111123570118188844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/03/went-2-hell-n-bak.html' title='Went 2 hell n bak....'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110796602113228240</id><published>2005-02-09T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T08:20:21.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Yr!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo.... happy chinese new yr 2 1 n all manz... hope all of u guyz win lotsa $$ if u guyz r gambling yea... if u guyz win dont 4gt 2 treat ar... if u all lose *touchwood* den dont come find mi... wahaha... anw itz been like a darn boring dae 4 mi manz... cos my relatives didnt gamble 2dae, except 4 my uncles n father hu played mahjong, n gt a darn ulcer on my mouth... freak manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw since 2dae iz such a boring dae i begun 2 tink abt wat happen yest... well yest i was supposed 2 take a file bak from my junior, albeit by force.... anw tiz ger, known 2 sum of the 06 guyz as chloe ( sumhw dey tink my life iz parallel 2 dat of the show smallville... wonder where dey get the idea from... hmmm... ), was supposed 2 meet mi at dhoby ghaut juz b4 i meet my frenz 4 a movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her... saw dat she bcame more chio n is still as cute bt bcame thinner le... hai... wonder y my r/s life like korean drama lidat... anyways bak 2 da topic... when i saw her i was like pleasantly surprised by the way she looks... den WA KAOZ gt a darn big shock.... cos I look ard den saw dat she brought along 1 WHOLE FREAKING GRP OF PPLE sia... gt guyz n gals... kaoz... she tink wat... gangfight ar.... plus she didnt hold on 2 my file n instead she passed it 2 her fren sia... walau eh... my file so heavy mehz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw when i saw tiz kinda situation i juz took the file when her fren offer 2 mi n juz waved back wifout looking back when she said goodbye.... took abt acting cool huh... WAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110796602113228240?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110796602113228240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110796602113228240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110796602113228240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110796602113228240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-yr.html' title='Happy Chinese New Yr!!!!'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110779086836823794</id><published>2005-02-07T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T07:41:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's gift??</title><content type='html'>2dae was a darn lame dae... booked in early tiz morn at abt 8 den pack stuff, do area cleaning, eat lunch den go c 1 event, which lasted 1 hr, den go home liaoz.... darn waste of time sia.... anw was trying 2 sleep on the bus when 2 pple behind mi were tokin abt valentine gifts dat dey tink of giving 2 their other half....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well basically these 2 guyz were tinkin aloud wat 2 buy 4 the gerfrenz n less than 5 mins later... dey decided on vouchers.... gift vouchers.... gift vouchers for *ahem* (gals pls dont b offended) bras.... yup... nt joking.... this 2 jokers den made up aplan on hw 2 ask the salesgirl 4 help... like hw 2 answer her every qns so dat dey n buy the perfect 1 for the gal.... tok abt a detailed plan huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw wat is the perfect gift 4 a girl.... guess hu cn answer tiz age old qn really deserves a million dollars manz.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110779086836823794?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110779086836823794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110779086836823794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110779086836823794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110779086836823794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-gift.html' title='Valentine&apos;s gift??'/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110761006764331101</id><published>2005-02-05T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T05:27:47.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooooooooooo tired..... tiz wk has been the busiest manz... running up &amp; down preparing for the stupid thailand trip... Freaking tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw was readin the Straits Times in camp a few daes ago.... Chanced upon tiz article which stated dat dere was a bush fire dat happened sumwhere in s'pore.... straight after reading dat mi n mi frenz luffed le... cos abt 2 wks bak mi frenz burnt down the vegetation of a small hill in the west area... wat started as a small bushfire evolved in2 1 which engulf the whole of the hill n extended 2 2 other hills.... thanx 2 my crappy CO hu , in the tone similar 2 geyun, said,' Nvr mind nvr mind let the fire burn... the wind is blowing 2 our direction... in front gt no vegetation so the fire will die out 1...' ya rite sir.... tell dat 2 the hill dat became botak in 3 hrs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf u guyz used a metal cutter b4??? isit meant 2 b very sturdy?? cos.. er.... i broke 1 in camp... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 2 races in 3 daes... total clocked 37km.... damn tiring... 1st ran 15km on wed den 22km 2dae.... damn sian.... Run 15km run halfway den 'PIAK!'.... sprain my left ankle.... after dat nvm... still cn tahan... den run less den 500m later... didnt c a pothole den... 'PIAK!'.... sprain my right ankle.... sianz sia.... in the end fin the race in 75mins.... hai... den 2dae supposedly is our graduation run or sumting lidat... den complete in 115 mins.... sianz... gt 16 out of like 250 pple.... damn sianz.... hai.... bt damn happy dat i fastest in mi section... heh... =)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw do u guyz strictly bliff in the saying dat new yr cant owe pple tings??? as in rigidly bliff??? well derez tiz ger hu i noe n ant i tink  noe her oso... bt anw she bliffs in tiz rigidly n sumtimes i msg her den she insists on returning mi my physics file cos 'chinese new yr cant owe pple tings'... damn lame loh.... den after i tell her repeatedly she pass 2 mi on wkends when shez free loh... den she sae ok.... n up till nw she nvr tell mi when 2 take my file from her.... wa pengz sia.... where in the heck gt such a person 1.... n she acts like shez mature.... HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... sum pple r juz lidat i gues...... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110761006764331101?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110761006764331101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110761006764331101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110761006764331101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110761006764331101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/02/sooooooooooo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110708023967378510</id><published>2005-01-30T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:17:19.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazing hw sum pple u met few yrs bak wld change... sum 4 the bad n sum 4 the worse... bt wat if it is u hu tink dey haf changed bt the reality of the matter is dat u URSELF hu has changed... hmmm... y i pondered upon tis is cos I m starting 2 wonder if I myself haf changed... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt anw went 4 lunching wif 2 of my frenz n my ex-teacher... darn fun... during the lunch she mentioned dat she still haf one of my essays dat I wrote when I was still under her teaching... Titled 'Regrets' or sumting lidat... When I heard le walau darn shocked, albeit happily shocked, sia... dont even recall writing an essay of dat title b4 manz... haha... hope 2 haf another gathering soon manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya... Ant u still remb AJ gt robocop??? u noe wat... i tink he gt successor le... robocop junior... haha... cos my fren is dating his daughter!!!! n guess wat... her daughter is studying law.... so mayb cn program &amp; compute singapore laws in2 my frenz head so our robocop cn move ard n eradicate crime... gd sia... so i cn oso concentrate on other areas ( said tiz cos I knew u wld sae dat... smart ritez... haha )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing tis game called MU nw... almost like Diablo... darn fun... haha... so sorri ar suli... juz nw msg mi i totally ignored... mwahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya juz realised I past few postings nvr tok abt the ger le... sumhw no contact wif her... dunno y feel happier... haha... is liking sum1 supposed 2 b tiring n stressful??? Tink u guyz remb lana ritez... esp Ant.. anw tok wif her last time oso nt so stressed... cn feel myself sumore... den recently msg her... haha... dunno y feel happy oso... ( pls dont sae I go bak 2 old flame... I m nt like dat... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna move bak 2 tekong tiz wk... darn sianz no more nitez out.... hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110708023967378510?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110708023967378510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110708023967378510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110708023967378510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110708023967378510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/amazing-hw-sum-pple-u-met-few-yrs-bak.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110700935446923504</id><published>2005-01-29T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T06:35:54.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae juz went out sum of the claz guyz... actually wanted 2 celebrate lenny'z commissioning bt den in the end turned out quite sianz... hai... stupid ant n geyun... hu ask u all dowan come... kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw 2dae went 2 play pool... haha wh nvr fails 2 crack mi up manz... he is still as lame n crap as ever... play pool super 'tyco'... like hw geyun play carrom lidat... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den saw 1 ger 2dae... nt bad.... like sum1 i c b4... really!!! like my 3 mths og member... remb still dance wif her... bt 4gt her name... haha.... den kp looking at her trying 2 recall cos she was jus playing at the next table 2 us... den i tink she noe... haha... geyun wat u said is true la.... mi n ant nt skilled at looking at gers unlike u.... cos u gt more practise den us.... even a hard target like medusa u oso nvr kena... nvr kena stoned... nw i tink i noe datz y le... u 2 skillful le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at the open area outside Taka... super noisy cos gt sum competition co-organised by NUS... sum band tingy... hai... haha den we saw 1 guy his hair super duper farni sia.... like Afro but the sides all cut... lenn and I c liao cant stop luffing... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya Ant... Remb the ger hu from our batch den kena retained den bcome squash gerz capt??? saw her 2dae... bt didnt sae hello... cos she out wig guy... bt dont worry... is nt loong's bro si bei ta ma da qian bian... so u gt chance still... mwahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite watch WWE RAW repeat at midnite.... den final match dat time guess wat... I FELL ASLP!!!! KAOZ SIA!! damn sian... woke up at 4 on the sofa.. haha... 2nite gt Smackdown.... Hope I dont do it later again... Heh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110700935446923504?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110700935446923504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110700935446923504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110700935446923504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110700935446923504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/2dae-juz-went-out-sum-of-claz-guyz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110674143467088425</id><published>2005-01-26T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T04:10:34.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai... again I start wif a sigh... Hai... Juz realise my blog n gy's n ant's 1 like totally diff... haa... theirs like alwaes happi happi mine veri sadz... Sianz... Anw tiz wk darn bad wk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly when I booked in on Sunday nite, I was in a rush den 4gt 2 bring my belt.... bt I didnt noe till my mother called mi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Harlow Sam ar, u 4gt 2 bring ur belt to camp 2dae isit???&lt;br /&gt;King (Check bag) :  Huh isit??? O ya... shit... nvm la juz put on my bed loh I nites out le den come out take....&lt;br /&gt;Mum: U sure anot???&lt;br /&gt;King: Ya ya.... I hafta fall in liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Huh u really sure anot???&lt;br /&gt;King: ......&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Ar boh I go to ur camp n gif it 2 u la...&lt;br /&gt;King: !!!!!!!!!!! No no no nd no nd....&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Nvm 1.... I take cab veri fast 1... i m ok wif it 1...&lt;br /&gt;King (tinking abt the embarrassment if it happens...): No no no nd no nd!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: U sure ar... Really no...&lt;br /&gt;King: Ya Ya no nd no nd!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Er...&lt;br /&gt;King: Ma really no nd I haf 2 fall in le... Bye bye bye bye *end call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaoz.... y do parents alwaes like treat their child like small kids lidat sia.... sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw... yest I almost punch 1 guy.... luckily I stepped bak b4 throwing the punch at him... Wat turned out initially as a few jokes n insults 2 each other turned 2 b him throwing an insult 2 my mother.... If u wanna joke abt wif mi itz ok... insult mi n wat i do itz ok bt if ya insult my family or closed ones den u will gt it.... anw I almost threw a punch at him as I said bt backed out... N after I went back 2 my room he offered his apologies in the most insincere manner n after I ignored him he went bak 2 the place where we quarreled n starting saying tings abt mi of which I cldnt hear exactly wat it was bt I heard my name... Den anw those hu heard some offered their apologies on his behalf n try 2 lighten the mood etc.... Walau really pissed mi off wif dat asshole... Den tink he spread 2 some of the pple den in the end tink word gt ard dat I cant take a joke etc... Knn... Really spoilt my mood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den anw I told the ger dat I almost gt in2 a fite... den she asked wat happened... I die oso didnt tell her.... den she msged mi den I sae nothing n gd nite n sorri 2 dist... den she said she is nt used 2 my tone nw n tell her when tings gt better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den 2dae is the ultimate.... 1 damn moron didnt clean his 2 weapons... den bloody hell 4 of us in charge of looking after the armskote were waiting 4 him 4 like 30 mins... den almost fall in late.... bloody mad rush... wanted 2 smash the guy wif my rifle... bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw gg bak 2 Tekong soon... NO more nitez out manz... sianz.... bt tiz wk quite slack... n I tink i m gg 2 b late... haha.... btw gy thanx man read ur recent blogs... darn farni.... wonder if the pakistanio will turn out 2 b like ant's gd fren... heh.... btw... u sure the library gt spider meh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110674143467088425?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110674143467088425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110674143467088425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110674143467088425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110674143467088425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/hai_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110640898168416818</id><published>2005-01-22T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T07:49:41.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai... 2dae darn sian... nothing 2 do... cos dat geyun dowan go out den nvr ask the guyz out oso... cos he gt 'schoolwork' to do ar... kaoz... den sae I wont watch movies wif guyz 1... hu sae 1... hw cn he anyhw accuse mi lidat... I will watch wif guyz ma.. well.. dats if no ger wan watch wif mi den I ask the guyz ma... haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest went out wif him.... damn farni.... at 1st tiz fella dowan go out cos he zhong se qing you... den in the end he sae wan go out anotz... u all noe y?? cos he still as cock as ever... kena locked outta his hse... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw we were in J8 eating n walking ard... den started 2 remininsce abt our 2 yrs in JC... den all the farni stuff came out... wat scissor paper stone la... my numerous 'girlfriends' la... medusa la... basically the dumb tings we do dat made us public enemy number 1 la... haha... bt though we do the dumbest tings... he n I both agree dat dere will nvr b another grp of clazmates as havoc as 06... darn gd 2 yrs of my life spent wif dem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... 2dae darn sian... nothing 2 do... tot tru some tings... n slack... damn irritated... cos nothing 2 do... hai... bt tot abt some tings... den heard tiz song 'Real To Me' by Brian Mcfadden ( ya the 1 hu was wif Westlife last time )... quite similar 2 wat I was tinking n feeling 2dae.... quite nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showbiz dinners and the free champagne,&lt;br /&gt;Men in suits who think they know it all&lt;br /&gt;No one knows me but they know my name,&lt;br /&gt;That's not real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel lobby to the airoplane,&lt;br /&gt; Another country but they start to look the same&lt;br /&gt;Watch the world behind a window pane,&lt;br /&gt;That's not real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see my babies run,&lt;br /&gt;When all the madness has been and gone&lt;br /&gt;I raise my family and live in peace,&lt;br /&gt;Now thats what's real to me&lt;br /&gt;Real to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying flowers in a dressing room,&lt;br /&gt;A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind&lt;br /&gt;Got me thinking that the spirits flown,&lt;br /&gt;That's not real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see my babies run,&lt;br /&gt;When all the madness has been and gone&lt;br /&gt;I raise my family and live in peace,&lt;br /&gt;Now that's what's real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnics in the garden and the children they can play,&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the summer and i'll laze here all the day&lt;br /&gt;We'll invite the family round and drink some english tea,&lt;br /&gt;Then i raise up my finger and watch football on t.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see my babies run,&lt;br /&gt;When all the madness has been and gone&lt;br /&gt;I raise my family and live in peace,&lt;br /&gt;Now that's what's real to me&lt;br /&gt;That's what's real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up you might be dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Wake up you might be dreaming now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i noe like darn soapy... bt... I don't care.. Tink itz nice... haa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N Liverpool juz lost 2-0 to Southampton... Ultimate Sianz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110640898168416818?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110640898168416818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110640898168416818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110640898168416818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110640898168416818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110627205750797716</id><published>2005-01-20T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:47:37.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya!!! Heh thank God for tiz hoidae sia... cn come hm n slack earlier... haa... hai... veri tired sia... never before in my recent phase of training have I had so much fun as I did in the past 2 daes... haha... Veri happy... gee... bt jus a few mins ago saw the packing list for my thailand trip den i sian diao abit liaoz... cos nt gg taiwan.. bt gg thailand... SIANZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa anw guess u guyz didnt manage 2 c a mini whirlwind wif ur own eyes rite... wellz.. I DID!! haha... when i gg 4 mi navi training dat time saw 1 rite b4 mi!! tink mayb itz caused by the weather cos veri hot bt i dunno... ya la although nt veri big bt walau eh... damn nice sia..... c the sand n 2 pieces of paper twirling ard... lucky ant n geyun n loong nt dere.. or else dey will sae is I create 1.. kaoz... bt anw saw alot of darn spiders on dat exercise oso... almost walked into 1 darn big webs... i hate spiders................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well.... heh n she msg mi last nite on her own accord again... haha.... bt guess wat... she sae she had a gd dae... den i ask her hw come... den she sae is cos she gt 2 work overtime n her frenz visited her wif cookies... n 1 of dem is 1 of the 3 guyz hu went 2 the stadium wif her... if I become the guy's instructor in april... boy is he gg 2 get it manz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110627205750797716?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110627205750797716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110627205750797716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110627205750797716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110627205750797716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/selamat-hari-raya-heh-thank-god-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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-10182441.post-110596097564942924</id><published>2005-01-17T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T03:22:55.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah... nw nites out... haf time 2 come n type... haha... 2dae quite tired... cos gt fast march... pengz sia... slack 2 long le body nt conditioned... walk few steps start 2 tire le... worse sia... i wan condition mi body 4 thailand... den go add weights 2 my bag sumore... in the end my bag like weigh 3-4 kg heavier than the rest... walau tired manz... den tiz morning kena caught during parade 4 my hair... walau my hair so short alreadi still wan mi cut.... kaoz dey tink my hair machiam grow veri fast ar.... den name kena taken down sumore... walau later if kena confinement again 4 2 wks in succession ar.. cn cry.. really cn cry sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mr still nd do navigation exercise... hope i dont get lost... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz dunno y tiz few daes kp tinking abt farni farni qns... like wat happens after death etc... weird sia... so unlike mi 2 tink abt tiz chim chim qns... den the more i tink the more demoralised n sad i gt... dunno y.... tink i nd 2 go on an enlightenment trip... haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya.... rite nw contemplating abt changing uni courses oso... at 1st gt in2 civil eng... den nw wan 2 enrol in mech eng which is heng heng my 2nd choice... sian sia.... tink abt tiz.... muz consider prospects la... interests la... etc etc... walau stress sia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai nw c s'pore play indo repeat on channel 5... den tink abt her again... MORE SIANZ!!! hai gg take bak the developed fotos of her n our claz le... =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110596097564942924?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110596097564942924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110596097564942924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110596097564942924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110596097564942924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182441.post-110584111512098323</id><published>2005-01-15T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T18:11:39.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O manz to tink dat a couple of monthgs ago I was toking abt hw dumb blogging iz... n nw look wat i m doing nw... haa.. bt anw tiz couple of wks haf been like darn bad.. seems like i m being cursed or wat.. damn crappy feeling sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiz past wk kena the leader platoon sergeant for my platoon... dunno hw i gt it in the 1st place... den kaoz from the 1st dae my life has nvr been gd.... everywhere i go oso will kena 'gan' by the sergeants as if every tekan session will gif dem 1 million bucks lidat... n u noe wat... on the 3rd dae we were out n 4 of my platoon mates loaded up the stores on a vehicle n didnt collect dem den dey were confined 4 tiz wkend cos supposedly a sergeant was dere waiting 4 us when the tonner returned n no 1 collected the stores... n guess wat... i oso kena confined 4 u noe wat... 4 nt being responsible even 2 ask when the vehicle was coming bak... kaoz... ok la it was my fault la... bt whole the heck do i noe when dat stupid tonner wld come bak ritez.... n b4 us dere were other platoons hu collected their stuff... y the bloody hell didnt dey tell us... kaoz... den lan lan suck thumb kena confined n juz returned.. sian... bt confinement oso gd la... cos i managed to pack my stuff n wash clothes in camp... haha... o well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt the time of my duty... I seriously wonder m i so lousy... cos wat happened was dat the seregants dey haf nvr been so mad n frustrated b4.... n ya all the bad tings haf come when I was in duty... so yea... m i really dat lousy?? some of my closer frenz in the platoon haf told mi dat itz nt mi... itz juz dat everyting is 2 rushed n packed during the daes of my appt.... so dats y i m suey... bt den... mayb wat 1 guy said was true la... no matter hw tall i m physically... pple will alwaes c mi as short... mayb... dats true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw enuff abt camp ya... damn sian gotta bk in later again.... hai... darn sian... derez tiz ger which i fancy... n no i wont sae her name out 4 u guyz haha.... ya anw... tink sum of u guyz noe mi prob le ritez... damn sian tink gt no chance la.... c la ant ur fault la nw i m speaking like u liaoz... 2nite s'pore will play indonesia in the national stadium... n she will b dere... wif 3 guyz! KAOZ! n if s'pore win the cup she will b happy n start jumping n mayb hugging ( i hope nt ) her frenz wif joy n if dey lose.... she will cry on the shoulder of any 1 of dem... KAOZ! Den dat time she suddenly msg mi on her own accord 2 ask mi hws my dae n stuff... tot i suddenly gt hope sia... cos itz like darn rare 2 receive her msg 1st.... den i found out dat it was because shez wif her 1st 3 mths claz mates n she felt distant from dem le.... pengz sia... correct mi if i m wrong.... den itz like she gt nothing 2 do den msg mi ritez.... den its nt wat i had hoped dat it was abt concern n all lor... cos she jus felt bored n wanted an excuse 2 use her hp n hope dat sum1 notices dat she kps using it n strike up a conversation wif her lor.... i noe cos i tried b4 tiz tactic many times le... haa... bt anw ya... darn sian... den tink she veri popular wif guys.... sianz.... her clazmate even went 2 the extent of giving her flowers n coffee bean cakes n drinks 2 her working place lor... kaoz she calls him a fren la... bt wld a normal fren do all dat?? bt she said she gt no feelings 4 him... bt den again... argh.... if i bcome a bmt instructor by march n those 3 soccer guyz n the flowery coffee bean guy enlist in april n r in my company... i cfm torture dem till jialat jialt... especially dat rich guy hu has nothing better 2 do n kps on visiting her... kaoz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn demoralising week manz... bt o well... next 2 wks long wkend!!! =).... damn shiok.... tink i type enuff le la... forgot wat i wanted 2 type le... bt heck... go play game liaoz... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182441-110584111512098323?l=samhfc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/feeds/110584111512098323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182441&amp;postID=110584111512098323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110584111512098323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182441/posts/default/110584111512098323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samhfc.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-manz-to-tink-dat-couple-of-monthgs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sams0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15847799117720650364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
