<?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-168299818647415388</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:09:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dryxhyl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-8675804160692887678</id><published>2009-06-02T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:12:21.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning!! Extreme Picture Intensive Post.. &lt;s&gt;may&lt;/s&gt; will lag the computer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a whole month.. actually more than a month since i last posted anything here.. it is those kind where you are so busy with lots of stuff until u dunno what u wanna post anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok summary.. i've been to &lt;a href="javascript:hide('bali09')"&gt;Bali&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="javascript:hide('taiwan09')"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/a&gt;.. nuff said..&lt;div id="bali09" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Bali with Beien, Ming Jue, Peifen, Xiying, Jieyan and Justin.. had a hell load of fun there.. especially the volcano trekking and the water sports.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, cos the DSLR is kinda vulnerable to sea water n sand, so the water sports is not captured.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2627.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the airport before departure.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2707.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were alot of very beautiful monuments in Bali.. visited lots of it and enjoyed taking photos of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2733.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, i still think that their sculptures of their deities n gods are kinda scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2741.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their art museum is also a must go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2786.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken at Tanah Lot, a temple by the sea.. damn nice waves =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2884.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even had dinner on a cliff by the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2900.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too sure what's so hype bout this icon, but ya we took pictures with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2936.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the streets of Bali and the shops.. we actually bargained until we were bored.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2975.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;W!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3064.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunrise atop Mount Batur, an active volcano.. BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3115.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3114.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小白 =) he climbed all the way up the volcano by himself, and for quite awhile alongside us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3159.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the big craters in the volcano.. this is where the lava flows out if it erupts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3305.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali also has alot of waterfalls.. most of the are those that have standards one.. not the pathetic little trickle kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3399.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our driver for most of the trip in Bali.. he is uber nice, bring us to nice places to eat n good places to sightsee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3512.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surfing is quite common in Bali.. Jieyan, Justin n me went to learn and now we know how to surf =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3586.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3593.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our last dinner in Bali, and the second time we ate there.. the dinner is really very very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one interesting thing happened during the water sports though.. while trying to balance on the banana boat, Jieyan lean abit too far back and pressed my leg into the water.. i was then dragged into the water at high speed.. painful, but fun.. hahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="taiwan09" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan trip with Joan, Tracy n Shawn was all eat n shop.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 days, almost one round Taiwan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we reach the airport, Shawn was 'volunteered' to help out in the training of the airport dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3639.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3651.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa Joan's fate for the rest of the trip =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3670.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey shot number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/4593_94804651791_701461791_2407921_.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey shot number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3903.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view atop Taipei 101.. actually the open observatory at 91 floor was open, but due to the rain they closed it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3914.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because to the rain, we were able to see a double rainbow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_3975.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam Base Taipei.. my paradise.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4109.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beaches in 华莲 are super nice.. too bad no time for beach fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4267.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mountains n ravines in Taiwan are extremely beautiful.. honestly speaking, even the DSLR is also not able to totally capture the beauty of the whole place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4400.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see the place where different minerals cause different colours in the same river..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4444.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this kid cheating at Rubix Cube.. pathetic attempt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4535.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原主民族 dance.. this one was nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4571.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4793.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love to take pictures of railways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4802.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the train that took us to the top of 阿里山..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4660.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super-scared-of-the-cold-and-wearing-3-jackets Joan.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4728.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig shaped trunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4732.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart shaped branch formed from 2 trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4738.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mystical trees.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4762.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4761.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4766.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 years?? seriously???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4628.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to 周杰伦's restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4591.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4590.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the piano from 不能说的秘密.. COOL!!!! too bad we are not allowed to play on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4630.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the junction of 西门町..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4828.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4832.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MRT of 高雄.. damn beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4870.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4854.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beaches of 西子湾.. unglam =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4933.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty Ferris Wheel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4946.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4947.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;城市光廊.. nice place of lights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_4999.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;国立海洋生物博物馆.. beautiful place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5007.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly the corals n fishes dont look as colourful as when scuba diving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5039.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fishes swimming around the whale shark are bigger than the size of our heads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5048.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smiling puffer fish =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5083.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the joke of the trip.. Moon Lake = 沐恋.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5093.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill the kitty at the Hello Kitty Restaurant.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5118.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice and good food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5125.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why is Hello Kitty hanging herself??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5144.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last theme park we went.. lots of ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5195.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;including a huge pirate ship.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_5159.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a impressive safari with a white tiger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup didnt take pics of shopping and stuff.. and there are so much things to say that it kinda becomes sporadic.. hahaa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8675804160692887678?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8675804160692887678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8675804160692887678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8675804160692887678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8675804160692887678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/02/warning-extreme-picture-intensive-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6389981027975485990</id><published>2009-05-04T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:01:27.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been quite a empty week.. went out to watch the same movie twice, helped Tian move her stuff from NTU hall back home, collect my Diving Certification Card.. yup that sums up the stuff i did last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Bali tomorrow.. for 9 full days of sun (hopefully).. and definitely no flu, regardless swine or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/swinemap.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something someone posted on FB.. thought it looked interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was joking to Jieyan on sunday, that in the current situation and the alert status of people on the Influenza type A, if i were to just sneeze at the airport tomorrow, security is gonna quarantine my ass till way past my Taiwan trip.. hahaa.. quite a high chance.. cos lately i've been having sneezing fits.. either someone is constantly thinking of me, or someone is violently cursing me behind my back.. i prefer to think the former ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for Taiwan right after Bali.. i a little worried about the situation there, cos Hong Kong and South Korea already kena.. wish it wouldnt spread over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts.. my Brunei JCC also lasted 9 days.. hard to think that i've actually been through such a long and tiring training.. dont think in my current state i have the mental perseverance to cheong through the whole thing all over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but incidentally, i did pack some stuff that i did use during JCC, like my gortex boots, my jackknife, gloves, water bag, survival pack (just in case) and not forgetting my jungle cap.. reminisce of old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;你真的还是那么恨他吗? 能不能教我? 也许这样, 我才会更快忘掉她..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best, and see you all when i come back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6389981027975485990?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6389981027975485990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=6389981027975485990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6389981027975485990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6389981027975485990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-quite-empty-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8792819721542474435</id><published>2009-04-26T21:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:05:53.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past few days broke the monotony of the 2 weeks i went into "self-exile" in order to save up money.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Tracy and Shawn to discuss the Taiwan trip itinerary at Tracy's house.. skype with Jiamin in Taiwan to link up with her on which days to meet and which hotel/ motel to help us book.. easier to do it over at her side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camped at home the whole of friday.. SCV was so bloody boring due to the repeated movies and shows i already watched at the start of the week.. ended up played the piano for most of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2469.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the two fingers that bled after i finished my intensive piano session.. think it was because of the way i cut my nails, then the sharp edge pierced the skin when i slammed a few notes.. even part of the nail chipped off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Xinyu Justin n Jieyan for a bowling session in the afternoon at Ehub.. quite expensive per game ($4.20), but long time never bowl, so i dont mind the cost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2481.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyu trying her best to learn how to bowl.. hahaa.. i'll reserve the unglam shots here instead of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=79062&amp;id=502323276&amp;l=14ddeca004" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin then drove us to Changi Village for dinner, but we were early, so we took a walk near the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2505.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情侣在沙滩散步.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2518.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cat was scared of a Siberian Husky which a couple was taking for a walk.. it just jumped onto the tree and cling there until the dogs went away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2525.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;s&gt;beloved&lt;/s&gt; Tekong.. hard to imagine that BMT was more than 2 years ago.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by Justin's ORD bbq with his BMT mates.. he went to catch up abit, while we caught up with the swings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2553.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not pictured - me eating sand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that empty swing was what i was sitting on a moment before.. i jumped off, unbalanced, and fell into the sand.. tried it again at night and managed to remain standing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2557.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2563.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2595.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i purposely over-exposed the camera to the night sky.. can see a little distortion of the colours, and many more stars that our eyes normally cannot see.. those white dots are all stars.. the distortions are little green, red and blue dots which can only be seen up close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Jieyan's house to chillax later.. they played mahjong while i just SCV-ed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that i have this OCD&lt;a href="javascript:hide('myi')"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;ish thing about displaying my Gundams.. regardless of how packed my display cabinet is (and it is seriously packed), u can never find any two of the models touching each other.. not sure why, but i never liked them to be supported by their neighbours.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also do not like my models to be standing in static poses, meaning just standing, looking straight, arms holding the weapons and hanging by the sides.. i prefer more dynamic ones even if it means standing sideways and holding a rifle up.. only few exceptions are my Perfect Grade-class Gundams.. they simply are too big to do any dynamic poses without taking up one whole level of the display shelf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two characteristics combined, means my display cabinet is a tough place to clean.. every time i need to arrange my models, it is like playing a game of pick-up-sticks.. hell, i cant even stick one finger in fully without touching at least 3 models..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大扫除 is always a pain in the ass for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="myi" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has triggers.. mine, unfortunately, is triggered by the mentioning of her name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time someone mentions her name, i cant help it but turn moody, because it just invites a flood of thoughts into my mind.. i can feel the expression flash across my face, and the worse part is, i cannot even help it, cannot even stop it.. the most i can do is try my best to change my expression back to indifference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that getting moody over such stuffs is childish, immature and spoilt.. just goes to show how &lt;em&gt;mature&lt;/em&gt; i am at handling emotions and issues of the heart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mediate on this, i will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my parents dont allow me to go Malacca with them, saying my travel schedule is too packed and will be too tiring.. guess i'll take those 3 days as a break then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8792819721542474435?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8792819721542474435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8792819721542474435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8792819721542474435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8792819721542474435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-few-days-broke-monotony-of-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7285404003728393583</id><published>2009-04-22T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:25:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the past 2 days..&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;nothing happened.. absolutely nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only interesting thing i did was to call travel agencies to check on holidays to Vietnam for my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. when this kind of stuff becomes the highlight of the day.. i seriously need some excitement in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here's a overview of my upcoming (packed) overseas trips.. going to have some problems packing my bags.. pun intended ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali (云岗 gang): 5th May to 14th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca (Family): 15th May to 17th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan (Loners + Joan): 18th May to 30th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam or India? (Family?): to be confirmed.. but in June..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally going overseas with my family, on a plane.. since, if i never remember wrongly, 2003 to South Korea.. one or two Malaysia trips since then with them, but those are small.. in total i missed 2 China trips, 1 Australia trip, 1 Japan trip T_T (WHY!!! WHY MUST I BE TORTURED THIS WAY!?!?!), and 1 Thailand trip.. sianZ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, the 2 oversea trips with friends, i really need to consider my budget.. left like about $900 in my bank, and the most $1.2k if all the pay comes in.. maybe $1.5k if all the money ppl owes me comes in.. still not enough.. Bali already estimate need $1k.. guess i am going Taiwan to beg, borrow or steal then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing my piano as the sun was setting just now, then decided to play with the long exposure with my DSLR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2462.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2466.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the orange glow comes from the light reflecting off the paperback books i used to support the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2463.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing the 2nd piece in 斗琴 from 不能说的秘密.. the lens was open for about 2 seconds.. can see the shadowy form of my fingers as i reach for the low notes.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how people have the impression that pianist are very &lt;em&gt;charming&lt;/em&gt;.. i do agree that some songs just sounds very &lt;em&gt;attractive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:hide('shelisa')"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; but i never feel that it should be the main reason why people feels attracted to pianist.. &lt;em&gt;Appreciate me for who i am, not what i can do&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="shelisa" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to Sherry for the past 2 days to arrange a small celebration with our buddy Wesley, when i realised something that made me go "Holy Shit!! how come i never saw that in the first place?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised, that Alisa and Sherry have a few similarities, and almost the same situation, i.e. complicated love tangle, when Sherry was Alisa's age now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;they have a relatively "open" type of thinking&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their mindsets are not very conventional, and they do not hesitate to curse n swear.. they are also uncomfortably straightforward in their talking.. either they are really that straight-to-the-point, or they talk before they think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;they have a world-centres-around-me kind of thinking&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when talking to them both, you can feel that the main emphasis on their speech and thoughts are always about themselves.. i know most people are like this, but for them, they always like to relate most stuff that happens/ is happening, to things that happened to them.. so suddenly, the topic is back to them again.. though there is a difference in Sherry and Alisa's tone of speaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;they both attract quite a few people&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they seems to be able to attract guys without much effort, regardless of the age gaps.. except that Sherry knows and either makes use, ignores or outright shuns them, but Alisa is totally oblivious, or just assumes that it is normal and doesnt give much thought about it (i say this because she seems to realise that Jieyan always looks &lt;em&gt;du lan&lt;/em&gt; whenever people flirts with her, something that i never noticed)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;people treat them damn bloody well&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always gets special treatment wherever they go.. total strangers will go the extra mile to serve them well.. Sherry takes note of these people, and sometimes even go on and make use of them for her own purpose.. Alisa just treats it like it is normal and assume it happens to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;they both like to take pictures of themselves&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-explanatory.. lots and lots of pictures.. which normally equates to high self-confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;they cannot stand people ignoring them&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when hanging out with them, if anyone suddenly zones out or starts to look sian, they will suddenly do or say weird stuff to gain back the person's attention.. seems as though they require constant attention from most, if not all, of the group.. if you start to ignore them they will whine and complain and do all the funny things.. having said so, they also cannot stand it when people talks and they are not involved in the conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some difference though.. Sherry had lots of prejudice against lots of stuff, and i always feel this arrogance coming from her.. oh and Sherry consciously flirts around and uses her &lt;em&gt;charm&lt;/em&gt;(?) to get what she wants.. havent sensed any of these from Alisa yet.. i wish i never will.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps Sherry have changed after these years.. i am not too sure, cos never really hang out with her.. from the way she speaks, seems like she is still the same her from 4 years back.. i am hoping that this is judgemental error on my part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while surfing the net today, i found out that yesterday was the original Gameboy's 20th Anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2009Apr21111848_17777.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hijacked from &lt;a href="http://www.dannychoo.com/detail/mac/eng/image/17777/20th+anniversary+of+Nintendo%27s+Game+Boy.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dannychoo&lt;/a&gt;.. i still have it in my cupboard.. in working condition too =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7285404003728393583?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7285404003728393583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7285404003728393583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7285404003728393583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7285404003728393583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-499355363233367190</id><published>2009-04-20T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:46:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING!! Picture Intensive Post.. 18 pics in total..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another boring day at home.. boring is sian, but at home means i am saving money, which is good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically SCV-ed most of the day away, slacking on my parent's bed, watching TV and using laptop to chat with friends at the same time.. stayed out longer after lunch to run 3 separate errands, but i completed them within 10 mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main highlight of the day, i took out my PG Aile Strike Gundam to test the compatibility with the PG Gundam Astray Red Frame.. sadly, they do not fit, even though they share the exact inner frame, just of a different colour (Bandai is cheapskate).. think if i were to remove some parts from the Gundam Astray it may fit in properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since my PG Aile Strike Gundam is finally out of the display cupboard after so long, couldnt resist letting him join in the fun of posing with the PG Gundam Astray.. i'll let the pictures do most of the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2424.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with swords =D 2 katana from Astray, 1 grand slam from Strike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2422.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2425.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2423.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2426.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2428.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2433.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2430.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this double sword pose alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2434.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting the little guy in on some of the action..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2435.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take it easy, bro..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;a href="javascript:hide('akina')"&gt;!!!&lt;/a&gt; the brotherhood pose.. due to some armour placement problems, the Astray cannot kneel as nicely as the Strike.. kneeling is one of the hardest thing for a Gundam model to do nicely, except maybe crossing his arm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2436.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2437.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div id="akina" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures of Kaho i found on the web today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="396" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/kaho_picture_046.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="410" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/kaho_picture_023.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/kaho_picture_008.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still prefer Kaho smiling than her emo-ing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="409" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/kaho_picture_040.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeky cheeky =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this picture on &lt;a href="http://www.dannychoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;Dannychoo&lt;/a&gt; about this model Akina Minami.. feel that her looks are not 'consistent' in the pictures, but this one looks super nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/akinamanami.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is all set to be another boring day.. gotta think of something to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;become..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTATO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="263" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/couch-potato.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-499355363233367190?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/499355363233367190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=499355363233367190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/499355363233367190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/499355363233367190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/warning-picture-intensive-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1305920074625107045</id><published>2009-04-19T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:11:07.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy day.. finally =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head down to Marina Barrage with 100+ old folks and some Community Centre Committee members for their event.. was volunteered by my dad as the &lt;em&gt;official&lt;/em&gt; photographer, cos they ran out of budget -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, glad that i can go out of the house.. took lots of photos, but my dad took all of them before i could copy any out, so too bad.. Dr Lee Boon Yang went as the guest of honour.. spammed alot of photos of him as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i drove to Geylang West CC with my dad to meet the old folks there for lunch after the Marina Barrage tour.. luckily we reached there before their bus did, cos the organising committee screwed up and the goodie bags were not packed properly yet.. we scrambled for awhile, just nice when they arrive and seated down then we finish packing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that is just serving food, performance by others, taking photos.. end of story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the afternoon chatting with a friend regarding her friend.. her friend's situation strongly portrays how love is blind.. would you rather let your friend go with someone (an asshole) she likes, or dont give face and scold her once and for all, hoping that she will &lt;a href="javascript:hide('gwrel')"&gt;觉悟&lt;/a&gt; and break up with him?&lt;div id="gwrel" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how some relationship turns out to be sexual in nature.. i know of situations where guys demand sex from their girlfriends.. i also know of friends who are out looking for fuck buddies instead of girlfriends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may sound like an idiot saying this, but it is the male's natural instinct to think of sex.. but shouldnt the females know how to say no? i am not trying to push the blame onto the girls, but they should be able to know a unreasonable request when they see one, isnt it? why do girls still get pressured into a sexual relationship if they do not want it in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do not know how a relationship based on sex is gonna last.. i dunno.. maybe i may turn out to be an asshole like that guy when i get into a relationship.. i wont know until then.. but for now, i know that i still do not approve of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did abit on my PG Astray before dinner.. managed to finish the left arm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my family after dinner to this &lt;em&gt;pasam malam&lt;/em&gt; beside Kallang MRT.. brings back fond childhood memories, where there are bidding at the extreme ends, and lots of good food and games in the centre.. this one was considered small, and the crowd is quite pathetic actually.. saw some bermudas suitable for Bali, but no size left, so didnt buy anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, and finished the PG Astray.. Finally!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after 7 days, i finished the Perfect Grade Gundam Astray Red Frame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2419.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen here with my handphone as comparison (as usual), and his cousin, the 1/100 Gundam Astray Red Frame.. frankly, after one week of handling a PG, the 1/100 feels more like a 1/144 to me.. feels so damn bloody small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2415.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got one, i got TWO!!!! hahaa XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it comes with 2 katanas, 2 beam rifles, 2 beam sabers, and a shield.. plus 2 armour schneider (flip knife) which doesnt belong to this kit but Bandai packed it in anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2421.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little guy trying to chop my phone with his katana.. all of a sudden, he seems to shrink (in perspective)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2417.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case u were wondering why the little guy's left hand is always holding on to the sheath.. i broke his holding hand a long time ago.. so now all he have is this open palm for the left hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for tonight's pictures.. too bad i wasnt able to finish before the sun set.. i was hoping to have a photo spree with the sunlight flooding the background instead of artificial light.. the colour differs alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will do the photo spree tomorrow instead.. since i am damn free anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1305920074625107045?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-4109417248782778917</id><published>2009-04-18T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:51:16.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 6.. feeling damn bloody shagged out already.. especially so mentally.. the concentration exercise is indeed overloading my brain.. i am even having a little trouble playing piano cos my muscle memory is not coordinating properly, and my rhythm/ beats are abit out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess mental fatigue is settling in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, worked on the PG Astray the whole of this morning, slept the whole of the afternoon.. i normally do not like to sleep in the afternoon, as i wake up extremely disorientated, but cannot take it already.. so i woke up, thinking i was on MSN talking to someone.. man i hate afternoon dreams.. they are too life-like and real that i always confuse them with reality&lt;a href="javascript:hide('frealitycheck')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="frealitycheck" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was introduced into the world of family politics.. abit less ambiguous than social politics, but sensitive nonetheless.. there are lots of things that you need to consider before doing.. luckily i do not have such problems with my immediate family.. it is always the relatives, i.e. aunties and uncles that this becomes evident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i am just thankful that there are no visible problems yet.. i was filled in on alot of stuffs that happened when i was young and was thus kept ignorant of.. it is quite sad, to know that sometimes, you cannot even trust your own uncle and auntie, and that the distrust of a father towards his son can be of that magnitude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too sure why, but when i heard this kind of stuff happening within the family, the impact is way way much more than if i hear this about my close friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather have my best friend or girlfriend backstab me&lt;a href="javascript:hide('dminajea')"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; than my relatives harbour any ill-motives towards me.. not that i want it.. haix~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, i didnt break my Gundam at all.. go to the previous post and click on the word "crap" at the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2192.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completed the right arm, together with the beam rifle.. did the left shoulder armour and the internal frame of the left upper arm only.. not sure why, but i never liked this kind of static pose.. i always prefer a more dynamic one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2195.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, it is able to hold its own katana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2199.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what the arm looks like from the side.. the same movable armours and hidden hydraulics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2197.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;独臂剑侠.. if the other hand is ready i'll definitely have fun with the other katana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, the original design of the Gundam shows that it holds katana, but for the PG they are actually not considered katana.. more of a tachi.. a katana is worn on the &lt;em&gt;obi&lt;/em&gt; (belt or sash) with the sharp edge up.. the tachi is worn with the sharp edge down, as shown on this PG Gundam.. FYI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going Marina Barrage tomorrow for some Residents' Committee function as the unofficial photographer.. will only be able to work on my Gundam in the afternoon, at least.. hope there will still be ample light to play with the poses after i am finished.. one more beam rifle and shield to go after completing the arm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="dminajea" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;i couldnt get this nagging feeling of jealousy out of my head, ever since that dream about Derek Lim and Alisa.. for a moment, i was worried that i unintentionally fell for Alisa (my brain sometimes hide stuff like this from my mind.. happened before, most clearly seen, especially by others, during the Yiwen incident).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after the hours of thinking while building my PG Astray, i realised.. it is actually jealousy that, without much effort, Derek Lim is able to get what he wants.. throughout my past experience with relationships, i had been similar to his method of doing, abet more timid.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to see that he succeeded and i didnt, the feeling of jealousy and abit of anger towards myself is there.. this is unlike the self-psycho session i had on myself regarding Peifen.. it is more of my mind interpreting what my brain thought of correctly.. i wish my brain would stop playing such mind games..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4109417248782778917?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4109417248782778917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4109417248782778917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4109417248782778917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4109417248782778917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1509295723727350835</id><published>2009-04-17T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:42:37.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 5 of PG Astray construction.. if not for some reference, i would have totally forgotten that today is a friday.. that is how much time has become non-existent to me.. sad life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a even sadder story.. my PG Astray was accidentally knocked off the table today while i was building it.. luckily the katanas didnt break.. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2184.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the right leg broke into 2 T_T   tomorrow is going to be lots of repair works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feeling damn sian now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:hide('astrayprank')"&gt;crap&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;div id="astrayprank" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah just joking.. since when have i ever made my Gundams fall off the tables or display shelves.. got my sisters for that already.. just so u know, they destroyed my 3 HG 1/144 Wing Gundam series model that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2175.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual comparison of height with my phone.. now my phone looks damn small O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2177.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete the torso and the head, plus the right shoulder armour and the upper arm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2181.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple backpack that comes with 2 beam sabers.. and from what i observe,it cant combine with the PG Aile Striker Pack.. will verify again when i complete it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2187.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can do a unsupported high kick.. FYI the leg's internal frame has a metal piece to weigh down the leg so the model is more stable.. i'm quite impressed with the strength of the joints..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2183.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1509295723727350835?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1509295723727350835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1509295723727350835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1509295723727350835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1509295723727350835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-5-of-pg-astray-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7371017653943671514</id><published>2009-04-16T23:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:37:21.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>made my way to A'n'BC right after lunch.. but sadly, they ran out of the 0.05 marker i looking for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling damn bo liao, so i walked over to the new &lt;s&gt;obiang&lt;/s&gt; abstract design shopping centre opposite Bugis Junction.. can say that it is still very empty.. and small.. and still very empty.. those shops that i saw, all the higher class types one.. like Marina Square level 1.. my sis told me there was a Ben 10 cafe somewhere inside, but didnt see it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am still determined to get the marker, i decided to drop by Bras Basah Complex again to try find.. luckily, i found it in the first shop i went into.. bought 2 and left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited the National Library on the way to the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2166.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2160.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2158.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure brings back memories&lt;a href="javascript:hide('libmem')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="libmem" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the days when things were simpler, when everyone was still friends without hidden motives and intentions.. days when everyone is busy distracting one another from studying.. days where i can talk to u without hearing laconic answers..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, halcyon days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember i wanted to go back here again after A lvls, just to occupy the seat and do nothing.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2163.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a lift all the way to the 14th floor.. cant resist playing with the lift.. so fast n fun.. hahaa.. took this picture of the &lt;s&gt;obiang&lt;/s&gt; abstract design shopping centre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2170.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and made some calls regarding the stupid linksys wireless camera.. giving lots of problem.. irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish some parts of the PG Astray.. not alot, but some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2174.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished the left leg armours, and less than half of the torso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2173.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though not able to see it, but almost all the armour plates on the legs are movable.. meaning, they shift when the legs move, to compensate for the movement.. intricate and delicate design =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.. should be able to finish the torso and head by tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7371017653943671514?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7371017653943671514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7371017653943671514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7371017653943671514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7371017653943671514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/made-my-way-to-anbc-right-after-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7539418843721373522</id><published>2009-04-16T11:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:40:43.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was happily building my Gundam, when my panel marker ran out of ink T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:hide('dalidream')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta drop by Bugis A'n'BC later to get another one.. maybe two.. sianZ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="dalidream" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this long n weird dream last night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting was some dumb part bout schooling and i cant quite remember much bout it.. just remember seeing NYP's grey hallway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separate thing bout dreams.. i dont remember seeing colours in my dream, but somehow i still able to perceive them.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the dream.. in the later part (after graduating?), i was supposed to guard this building's top level.. looks like some company president's office, complete with a side room.. funny thing was that the office floor, walls n ceilings were made of some black obsidian-like stuff, but the side room is made of wooden planks.. oh and the ceiling is those 'A' shaped roof type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya then Derek Lim came up the lift, with Alisa (日有所思, 夜有所梦? i dunno.. they 2 the situation i find very funny).. i bow n greeted them (??), then they immediately headed into the side room.. can hear funny noise coming from inside soon after that *use your imagination*.. best part was, there was a queue cos people was coming up the lift and waiting for the room -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to real life.. the situation between Derek Lim n Alisa (i feel) is kinda like a shy, hesitant but persistent guy going for a girl with close to zero EQ.. he does alot of stuff for her, but she is totally oblivious to it.. hinted to her a few times, but she says her "gut feeling" thinks he is just a good friend that dotes on her.. rriiiiggghhhttt.. hahaa.. dont think Derek Lim has the confidence to go all out yet.. and Alisa seems to be the "Me, Myself n I" kind of person (which is why she is oblivious to everything else).. will see how this plays out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i still dont really know their personalities yet.. just came to these conclusions from their actions and words so far, which actually is not alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7539418843721373522?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7539418843721373522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7539418843721373522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7539418843721373522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7539418843721373522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-happily-building-my-gundam-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7313439116724764133</id><published>2009-04-15T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:27:09.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 3 of my PG Astray construction.. very tiring day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i totally didnt leave the house except for breakfast and lunch with my grandparents.. hell i didnt even leave the table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;progress of the construction so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2155.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish the whole of the right leg, the hip, both scabbard holder, and part of the left leg.. can see the difference in the volume of the leg with the armour on and without.. about 4 layers worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2156.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the katana hangs nicely from the side.. i can foresee some trouble with displaying this model in my display cabinet already =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2157.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'face' at the end of the hilt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that is about all for the model today.. another full day of construction tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is good to finally find this feeling again.. the feeling of having a fixed short term goal and going all out just for it.. the feeling of total concentration when touching up the individual parts before assembling them together.. the feeling of not giving a shit about anything else other than that which i am holding in my hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a great feeling&lt;a href="javascript:hide('thyi')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the construction process, whenever i am doing repeat parts, my mind has a tendency to wander and start spamming random thoughts.. not too good for my model.. easier to make mistakes that way.. whenever i feel too brain drained, i will just pop by the piano and tinker the keys for awhile to relax.. constant concentration is damn hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="thyi" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;all these random thoughts.. most of them revolves around her.. seriously.. why does my heart have to be so stubborn? as though the 9 year stint not too long ago isnt enough.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, when i was chatting with her while the rest were at the Sentosa Countdown Party, i really, really, really wanted to go Kent Ridge Hall, so that i can see her everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, these few months' lack of contact, her constant laconic replies, her seemingly i-dont-care attitude.. in a certain sense it is good, as it reinforces my resolve to give up on her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it also made me actually considering going to Sheares Hall instead of Kent Ridge Hall.. both hall camps clash.. so i gotta choose one.. soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel damn sian whenever i think of this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7313439116724764133?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7313439116724764133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7313439116724764133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7313439116724764133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7313439116724764133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-3-of-my-pg-astray-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2006730595243822326</id><published>2009-04-14T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:31:46.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did absolutely nothing in the morning except playing the piano for about an hour.. else really a boring morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at Jack's Place @ Bras Basah with mom cos she take MC and left office early.. funny how much adults hide from kids when they are younger.. was discussing stuff on all the events and happenings i was kept ignorant since young.. an eye opening afternoon for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard Art Friends next.. saw a 0.01 ink marker.. very tempted to get cos it will definitely be very useful in Gundam Panel Lining, but the price is friggin $7+.. waaaayyy over budget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to see over there, so we went home and i started on my PG Astray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete part of the right leg and another katana in 3 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2149.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the height compared to my phone.. it is gonna be quite tall sia.. the dark red parts are the internal frame, so i didnt bother to panel line it since it will be covered up by the armour later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2151.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done up the display stand together with the second katana.. can see that the blade's chrome portion and the red portion is in a different shade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2154.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2153.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this modification done by a Hong Kong Gundam Modeller.. damn impressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneWall1280x1024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneWall1280x1024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;codenamed &lt;strong&gt;Scalebane&lt;/strong&gt; by the &lt;a href="http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/ambroseyin" target="_blank" &gt;creator&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneBookletP1_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="263" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneBookletP1_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneBookletP3_4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="263" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ScalebaneBookletP3_4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn 佩服.. if only my skills were that great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to collect my pay from Juzz1 in the evening with Jieyan n Alisa&lt;a href="javascript:hide('jclothes')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt; got $445.. more than what i &lt;s&gt;calculated&lt;/s&gt; remembered, but got money i happy already.. being broke brings back memories of my JC days..&lt;div id="jclothes" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: ok if i wear berms and slippers later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: anything also can la.. no dress code wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: then what u wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: maybe jeans n shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: then think i wear the same as u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?? seriously.. why did he even asked that for? i am starting to not see logic in the things he say/ do.. does love/ liking someone really make you throw your common sense out of the window? if i had not known better, i'd say that he is trying not to under-dress/ look more presentable beside me in front of her.. tsk tsk.. the power of a young girl over the 3 guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear little Alisa.. dont u realise that people are treating u &lt;em&gt;exceptionally&lt;/em&gt; well? from Ben giving u special discount on your earphones to the MacDonald's counter guy giving u a drink of water cos he 'feel bad for letting u wait' for your food?? and some other guys who went beyong the normal and did &lt;s&gt;something&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;some things&lt;/em&gt; nice for u??? eh miss.. pay more attention to people's actions and intentions leh.. it is for your own good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to visit Beien after Alisa went home, but she having lessons till 10pm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up Jieyan n i went Kovan for 豆花.. quite good.. we chit chat till 9 plus, before i went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is gonna be another boring day.. i'll devote more time to building of my PG.. hopefully the hip and another leg will be done by tomorrow.. ciao =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2006730595243822326?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2006730595243822326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2006730595243822326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2006730595243822326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2006730595243822326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-absolutely-nothing-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-3651169747558869524</id><published>2009-04-13T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:45:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring week ahead.. no job no money = cant go out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i have my PG Astray to keep me company =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height"300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2139.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare the box with my handphone at the side.. damn big.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2140.jpg" Width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 hours of work, i only managed to finish the feet and the katana.. i sort of skipped a whole chunk of construction, cos the weapons are meant to be constructed last.. cant resist.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2143.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2144.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the katana even comes in parts almost accurate to a real katana.. fantastic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2145.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this gold 'peg' is used to hold everything together.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2146.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blade even has the signature.. not sure whether it is the maker or the sword name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally beautiful blade.. and the best part is.. this PG has 2!!!! gonna build the other one soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i received a msg today.. my IT Fair pay is in!! FINALLY!!! gonna collect tmr.. the feeling of being broke is totally shitty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting Jieyan and Alisa to collect pay.. hopefully Alisa is able to ask more ppl to meet up&lt;a href="javascript:hide('jyali')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="jyali" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: u ask or i ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i havent msg her yet.. msg her now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: okay.. give u more chance to talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. WTF!! am i that mysterious that u dont know what i thought, or u just trying to gauge my reaction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3651169747558869524?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3651169747558869524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=3651169747558869524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3651169747558869524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3651169747558869524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/boring-week-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7425239770613838448</id><published>2009-04-11T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:51:06.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a packed 2 weeks.. very very busy.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first was the Keming Primary School Camp from 1st to the 3rd April.. luckily i got a great group =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="268" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n739317547_1725323_4064915.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although 13 out the 19 students got 'status', like those allergic to this n that stuff.. but they are very well behaved and, for such a young age, have good leadership skills.. too bad i just cant cry on the last day, just like i havent cried for the past 3 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the trainers on Sunday again for a farewell/enlistment dinner for Kai n Xuan.. and already went to shave botak.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1871.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never got a photo of everyone.. the table too long -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1900.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1966.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1979.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things the girls do when they are drunk.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1996.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still drunk.. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday the usual belaying work.. overheard the rumour that NCC is going to change company for the belaying.. crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont lose my job so soon.. damn broke.. may need to join multiple companies if that is the case.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went NYP for lunch and met up with Crystal, who apparently is still totally clueless about her school.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun-Li with Shawn, Jieyan n Justin at AMK Hub after i left NYP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/street-fighter-the-legend-of-chun-l.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fight scenes were quite little, and Chun-Li's tornado kick is just for that split second and abit blurry for that.. overall okay okay only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is my IPPT.. Shawn got into a little accident on the way.. kissed a car's bumper because another car appeared from his blind spot.. like what he said, "blind spot 是一个可怕的东西.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i failed my IPPT.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;!! hahaa.. got full marks for everything except for 2.4km run.. got a stitch so bad that my abs still sore today.. nvm.. i'll retake it sometime.. still have until 29092010 to clear my IPPT =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is the NUS Medical Checkup.. nothing much, except that the height/weight machine classify me as overweight.. hahaa.. my acceptable weight for my height of 1.66m should be within 51.0 to 63.1kg.. i am 64.8kg.. HAHAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo much stuff to laugh about these few days&lt;a href="javascript:hide('happyasif')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="happyasif" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to meet up with Yiwen on Thursday so Shawn n i can have lunch with her.. considering that i long long time never see her also.. but her laconic reply just pisses me off.. the i-dont-give-a-shit reply.. i dunno la.. did she really changed that much? or was she like this since long ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one other thing.. do i really hide my emotions and intentions that well? cos for some reason, my friends can never sense what i am thinking.. not that i am complaining, but sometimes when there is nothing to talk about me, they will drag out old stuffs to say, thinking that it is updated and recent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i am quite disappointed with myself lately.. part of which is my lack of contact with my friends, especially Yiwen (just so you know, i have given up on her, and is trying to get over her).. the other part.. nowadays i seem to have a different view on relationship.. last time i only go for those with feel.. now i somehow consider a few as 'targets'.. and i dont like this at all.. okay enough rantings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since the camp season is over, i decided to drag my lazy ass over and start building my MG Sinanju, which has been collecting dust since 2 months ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1997.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1999.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2003.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after half day of hard work, this was what i got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2035.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the completed model.. i just finished it yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2036.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks very 'bling' with all the gold borders and decals.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2039.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes with hands-free beam sabers =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2040.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a variable duo scope sniper rifle with a grenade launcher attachment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2042.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a HUGE shield that has beam axe storage/usage area.. can also store the grenade launcher attachment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_2045.jpg" widht="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, a extremely beautiful kit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7425239770613838448?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7425239770613838448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7425239770613838448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7425239770613838448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7425239770613838448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/04/packed-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-910042598592069564</id><published>2009-03-29T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:55:03.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from the Mayflower Secondary camp on friday.. damn bloody shag and tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, throughout the 2 nights of the actual camp, i only slept a combined of less than 2 hours.. and that's not all.. i got assigned to take a Normal Technical class.. not that i look down on them or something, but they are totally uncontrollable.. it is those kind of relationship where i try to be buddies with them, but when they climb over my head i just blow up and they fucking just curse n swear and drag themselves along like spoilt kids.. i know they are immature and stuff.. but seriously, common sense on interpersonal relationship and teamwork totally absent? WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally straining.. my section had 3 out of the 5 groups that is Normal Technical, and out of the 5 trainers 3 shouted until they lost their voices.. the assistant chief trainer and chief trainer came down to shout at them, and they still wouldnt listen.. frankly i pity their teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire was fun though.. i just ignored the naughty students and went about with the 'usual' duties of having fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="268" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2670_60882547547_739317547_1699365_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, out of the whole bunch of them, there were a few good students, and i nominated one of them for best camper.. luckily he got it.. hope he does well in his future life, and that the title doesnt make him complacent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for 林俊杰 concert on saturday with my cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="256" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/JJconcert.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very enjoyable.. not as flashy as the one 3 years ago, but i felt this was more touching and feels 'closer' to the audience.. he actually made a point to talk to the audience and even had his family perform a song together.. very very impressed with that.. not sure whether he meant for it this way, but the concert only ended almost to 12 midnight.. totally worth the money.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some photo taking at the King George Resident Committee event this morning.. mainly just spamming photos.. nothing much in particular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1318.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this cute little girl with dyed hair.. DYED HAIR!!! those brown patches on her head are not chocolate stains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a few pics of her.. wanted to take more, but she started crying.. hahaa.. guess she is scared of big cameras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lee Boon Yang came soon after, then i spammed photos of him.. got bored listening to his speech, so i just doodled on my hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1504.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nicknamed them Smiley and Teary.. my sis drew a fish on my lower arm and when i wriggle my fingers the muscle made the fish look like it is swimming.. we ARE too bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Alisa, Jieyan and Derek n Derek at Cineleisure in the afternoon.. sort of impromptu gathering.. Fiona last minute couldnt make it, because she is sick.. hope she gets well soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1532.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to crash Burger King because Alisa n Jieyan didnt have lunch yet.. but end up almost everyone ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1507.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David (the birthday boy) came n visited us for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1529.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the pose he had throughout the 3 mins he was talking with us.. showing us his armpits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know what to do after eating, and since it was raining heavily outside, we decided to check out the pool area upstairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1540.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played quite awhile.. lots of dumb stuff and unglam pictures.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1590.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisa looks like she is trying to spear the table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1666.jpg" wdith="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieyan showing his bending&lt;a href="javascript:hide('fourplusone')"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;his-elbow-around-the-ball trick.. hahaa..&lt;div id="fourplusone" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a little awkward being around the 3 guys, since i roughly guess that they are keeping a watch out on who else likes Alisa.. other than Derek, i am not sure whether the other 2 knows that there are other guys who like her too.. but somehow, they do not seem to be taking any bold moves leh.. other than the one Derek Lim did, which is to deliver ice-cream to Alisa on Monday after work, then volunteering to send her home.. but sadly she is totally oblivious to the intentions behind the actions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone also told me before.. he had this liking of trying to make girls like him.. sort of testing water and practicing his skills type of thing, but not actually going seriously for the girl.. could he be doing this now??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1688.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisa's trademark "fishball"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short but fun gathering.. will organise another one before my Bali trip..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-910042598592069564?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/910042598592069564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=910042598592069564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/910042598592069564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/910042598592069564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/03/came-back-from-mayflower-secondary-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8998762916439303043</id><published>2009-03-17T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:42:31.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched Push with Shawn today at The Cathay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/8640c_push_poster-1.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say that it exceeded my expectations for it.. i was expecting lots of action without much storyline, but the way the characters were filmed and the twist in the storyline.. i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one complain though.. the flashes and the shaky camera were meant to make the movie more realistic, but it also gave me the wanna-puke feeling.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped by Aston's Specialities (finally) for dinner.. no queue at all.. YAY!!! the portion was good and cheap, and the jug of root beer.. almost cannot finish sia.. hahaa.. will definitely go there n eat again if there is a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a short walk after the dinner, while waiting for Vivien to come meet Shawn.. went home not long after we meet up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched another movie in the morning on Xunlei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Man From Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/man_from_earth_2006_teaser.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sci-fi movie, it is a simply made movie, yet filled with much philosophy and psychological discussions.. dont expect any special effects or animations in this film.. with simple settings, it is able to present much food for thought.. definitely a good movie to watch if you dont mind the brain teasing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple post for a simple day.. first in very long which i did not hide anything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8998762916439303043?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8998762916439303043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8998762916439303043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8998762916439303043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8998762916439303043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/03/watched-push-with-shawn-today-at-cathay.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1410262814546870918</id><published>2009-03-16T20:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:09:54.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lazy lazy lazy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been almost 1 month since i last blogged.. since feb has only 28 days so still not 30 days yet.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some of the major events i can remember.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the Loners after sooooooooooooo damn long.. everyone's been busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with Shawn first n chill at Coffee Bean @ Paragon, while waiting for Tracy.. originally wanted to eat at Shokudo (or something like that) @ Heeren, but Tracy realised that her voucher not applicable during weekends, so bo bian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up we ate dinner at Fish &amp; Co..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simin came just as we finish dinner, so we went down to Ice3 at Serangoon Gardens for our supper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0627.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and his super strict requirement of his sundae.. think he almost scared the waitress to tears when she came with a wrong configuration of his order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa not that serious, but he did refuse to accept the wrong order and asked them to redo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0632.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 ladies.. the bluish glow from the table is abit irritating to the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked a trip with Shawn at the Expo to Taiwan.. confirmed from 18th to 30th June.. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the Nanyang Girls High Adventure Camp.. kena attachee again, aka not paid.. and being attachee means we are treated as second class trainers.. fuck.. Derek n i were seriously considering that if they still treat us as attachees for the next camp we would just quit.. dont really like their management and some of the 'higher-up' trainers there.. personally i felt that they were quite stuck up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Tioman for my Open Water Diver Course with Justin, Peifen n Jieyan.. a fantastic experience, great 2 days in the sun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left in the evening, but the vehicles had problems along the way.. apparently one of the minibus radiator cooling pipe came off, and it was already smoking when we pulled into a petrol station.. so while waiting for the replacement, we just chillax and eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0686.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached Timotel at Mersing later than scheduled, so ended up we had only 1 1/2 hour of sleep before gathering at 4.30am to catch a ferry before the tide recedes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, we were quite high when we saw our Timotel room.. totally exceeded our expectation.. so we did what everyone else would do.. we jump all over the beds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0721.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me somersaulting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0715.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieyan&lt;a href="javascript:hide('jmina')"&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;s pose in here is super.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught the boat out, but was concussed in the early parts of the trip.. missed the sunrise.. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0755.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0758.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice scenery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dives were fantastic.. just like our instructor Alex said.. it is damn addictive.. the underwater world is totally magnificent, and very different.. suddenly your vertical axis of motion comes into play.. something which Peifen is quite hard at getting used to? hahaa she always ends up above us instead of being at the same level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the result of a good dive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0872.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieyan's arm after the first dive.. can see the tan line already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0946.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside our little hut.. i find it quite cosy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little incident there concerning one of our course mate.. he was injured by a on-board motor of a boat while doing a emergency surfacing.. luckily he only required only 8 stitches.. according to the news another japanese woman on the northern islands of Tioman met with the same accident and she was killed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played Texas poker on the boat trip back.. i was the 2nd lowest loser, so i am one of the 4 supposed to treat the 4 winners to dinner.. hahaa didnt like gambling but it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1083.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice sunset on the way back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_1040.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was frantically taking pictures of/with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT Fair was next.. very tiring, but fun due to the other temp staffs.. i was actually quite unhappy with some of the higher ups, but mostly i think it was just me.. people do change under stress, so if they are still generally nice they should be okay okay people.. i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time giving out flyers, first time doing promotion sales, first time earning salary in commissions.. can say that it is quite a interesting experience, perhaps i will try it again in june..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us joke n chit chat around, especially so when the crowd is trying their best to ignore us.. compare to Compaq opposite, our active promotion, aka shouting and stuffing flyers into passing people's face, is way way better than their passive promotion.. but life is &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; never fair, and they can still earn more than us by just standing there.. too bad i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second night, Jieyan and i went to watch Dragonball Evolution at Marina Square..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/dragonball-evolution-20081210100048.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i thought it was not that bad a let down.. comical, relatively loyal to the comic in regards to the character and personalities, but the fighting was quite disappointing.. sad.. and they coming up with sequel.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 Jieyan and i went Shawn's house to stay over.. missed the cocktail party totally.. sorry dude.. but like Jieyan say.. it is reminisce of 3 years ago, when Shawn and i stayed over at Jieyan's house after his birthday party.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed up n chatted till bout 4am.. then i bathe and go crash le.. Jieyan went home in the morning before going to Suntec, then i just went straight to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this group of fat ass guys.. 4 of them came during day 2, then Alisa was serving them.. i was beside them, and somehow i felt that they were just playing around and not interested in buying.. told her after they left, but i was quite surprised that they came back and bought 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was even more surprised, when they came back during day 3 and asked for Alisa.. flatly refused to let anyone else serve them and blocking the already crowded booth.. end up they bought another 1 i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came back on day 4.. i was not surprised already.. asked for Alisa (again?), but seems to be just chit chat.. Derek told me then that he overheard the fat chinese whispering to his friends that he wanted to get her number.. so Jieyan, Derek and i kept quite close to where they were talking.. just so happens a trolley came pass, and Alisa pushed them out of the way and followed them.. Sok Kee, another one of the female temp staff, immediately pulled her back, so there was this awkward moment when Alisa was being pulled in front of the trolley and everyone sort of paused abit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the time it took for the trolley to pass, Sok Kee told Alisa to be careful around those guys.. luckily they just left later without any incident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, nothing major happened.. i sold about 29 sets in total, considered little already.. lastly thank you to everyone who came down to our booth to visit me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last night, we went to 新旺香港茶餐厅 for supper for some, lunch for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00540.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona and Alisa.. hijacked from Alisa's &lt;a href="http://spanishwaiter.blogspot.com" target="_blank" &gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00638.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Derek.. they even share the same wallet, which makes it creepier since they dont know each other before the IT Fair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00628.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisa's full smile.. Jieyan said that he liked the way her cheeks dent in.. not exactly a dimple.. it is abit higher..&lt;div id="jmina" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to Shawn's house, Jieyan said, "She (Alisa) dont look that young, but she is 4 years younger than us. Whoa dunno how Shawn can stand it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was abit surprised, cos i thought it had a hidden meaning underneath.. was he considering the situation of him and Alisa being together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on day 4, at the cafe, he was talking to her in a serious tone about the need to be careful around people who may have not-so-good intentions towards her.. the kind of tone where i will just nod and keep quiet at one side.. not sure how to describe it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way to take taxi, he was talking to her and exchanging phone numbers when he said, "If those 2 guys or anyone find trouble with you, just call me okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds weird, but is Jieyan interested in Alisa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00626.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random shot of Derek when he and i was working in NCC.. i was bored so i tied a hangman noose and someone tried to strangle him with it.. hahaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1410262814546870918?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1410262814546870918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1410262814546870918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1410262814546870918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1410262814546870918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-lazy-lazy-been-almost-1-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-437208248342805250</id><published>2009-02-15T21:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:52:15.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life as a civilian.. i need time to get use to it.. to curse less, to stop looking out for arrows, to let my hair grow longer, to wear coloured contacts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. coloured contacts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0032.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry bout the messy hair.. abit too short n too thick to handle properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed my Dad to the hospital with my Granddad for his medical review.. got abit impatient that we had to wait an hour plus pass the designated appointment time (we got there 20 mins earlier), only to listen to the doctor say some stuff which i felt was lined with arrogance/complacency.. real irritated with that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, supposed to go out n help my sis book her Piano Exam Studio for practice, but i was feeling very tired so i took a short nap.. ended up i woke up in time for dinner and the studio is closed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard today from my parents.. apparently, when i was away at the hospital, someone at Blk 28 (i live at Blk 24) jumped and committed suicide.. didnt know until today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was Yiwen's Kent Ridge Hall Production.. but met Shawn early in the morning to settle both my studio booking session and his Valentine's present.. walked around, found his bear (by luck) and went his house to chill for the afternoon.. along the way i dropped by my house to bathe and change, and pick up my camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played chinese poker for most of the afternoon.. i got a full house every 9 out of 10 hand i was dealt with, so naturally Shawn was kinda &lt;em&gt;du lan&lt;/em&gt; about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0020.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your cards like me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUAHAHAAA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a Gundam Wing Zero Custom shirt from Sunshine Plaza last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially liked the 4 wings from the Gundam Wing Zero Custom at the back of the shirt.. but the $43+ price tag is abit steep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore it for half the day.. my sis said the wings look very &lt;em&gt;obiang&lt;/em&gt;, but not she wear ma.. i like okay already &lt;a href="javascript:hide('vdaystand')"&gt;=)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so we changed up, met Ben and went to the University Cultural Centre early to have dinner at Munchie Monkey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food took damn bloody long to come, so we just played with the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0059.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why, but i find this picture very funny.. sort of says a thousand words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the musical "Here Lies Love".. very abstract, so abit confusing for me.. but i was quite impressed over the amount of tech support the theatre has.. the retractable ceiling mikes especially.. but there was one big low frequency feedback that rattled on for quite awhile, dunno what the AVA ppl was doing.. and the main character's mike dropped out at the 2nd last scene.. luckily he was very spontaneous and tried to stick it back while acting.. 佩服佩服..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the 谢幕, i took some pics, but some usher came and say what "copyrighted, so your have to delete in front of me".. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0094.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that Xinyu is always prepared for the camera.. but think my camera abit too fast for her.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0109.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the assistant Producer for the whole production ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics of Kaho in the theatre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/108.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/108.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1109.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1109.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/107.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/107.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/110.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/110.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was one of the clowns..&lt;div id="vdaystand" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn asked me, whether i was getting Yiwen a present for Valentine's Day.. i had given it much thought, and as much as i want to get her something, maybe a big bear to hug and relief all her stress from her hall production or something, i will not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current stand on the issue is straightforward.. why commit my time and energy to something hopeless? i'll just do my best to treat her like i do with any other friend, even if it means that i have to forcefully brainwash myself again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Jue injured her tail bone while rehearsing for her hall production.. went to visit her today with Justin, Peifen and Jieyan after we bought our diving stuff from Beach Road.. she seems okay, just that her mobility is affected.. she says it hurts when she does any sudden movement like laughing or sneezing.. so we tried our hardest not to joke.. tried our best.. paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you gets well soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/note.php?note_id=63967409344&amp;ref=mf" target="_blank" &gt;25 Things from Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.. here are some additional stuff (to those already on Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. i have a 'dimple' on the side of each hand.. it shows when i clench my fist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. my name "Alwyn" originated as "Allwyn" given by my dad.. but my grandmother objected to it, as it sounded like &lt;em&gt;Or Bin&lt;/em&gt;, black face.. i only used it alot when i entered NCC, then i thought i should drop one 'l', since i have only one black bar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. i have 2 scar on my forehead, one a line and one a circle.. the line i got it when i dove head first into a cushion, only to knock into the corner of a arm chair when it slide on the ground.. stitches and then scar.. the circle was my first chicken pox mark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. i have alot of moles on my body.. my right arm already has at least 10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. i &lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-4copy.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;kissed a girl&lt;/a&gt; when i was 1 1/2 yrs old.. dont think it kinda counts cos i dont quite remember it anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-437208248342805250?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-7964465967811668332</id><published>2009-02-10T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:15:46.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my last night in camp.. after tomorrow, i will be 'retrenched' and released from service..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened within NS.. i also dont feel like talking about the details.. i feel that i have changed, if not from before NS, then it would be from before i &lt;a href="http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-its-ocs-for-me-then.html" target="_blank" &gt;entered OCS&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are some stuffs i've learnt, and i want to list them down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i used to (and sometimes still) want to make friends with everyone i meet.. i've realise that it is a big mistake, as most people are just thinking for themselves, and "friends", to them, are considered expandable when pursuing their goals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i used to believe the phrase "Respect the Elders".. not only within the family, but without.. yet ever since i entered NCC, and was forced to take up a position at the same &lt;em&gt;level&lt;/em&gt; as people from 30+ to 50+ years of age, i seriously cant see why i should.. they have/had not done anything that allows me to respect and look up to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i was thoroughly exposed to a wide range of people, from the pampered to the street-wise, from the good leaders to the ultimate fuck-ups.. and i am glad for this, because my education path so far had not allowed me to interact with these people from different walks of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i found my anger, and my reason/resolve to try and set the wrong things right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i learnt to interact and command better.. i am not sure whether it is totally because of my rank and post that allowed me the influence, or i myself personally changed.. i'll see soon enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i was, for once, fully exposed to the stupidity and pathetic-ness of back-stabbers, and was personally targeted a few times.. i know how much it can hurt, and i learnt how to ignore it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i now pay more attention to the word between words, both from others and from myself, because i ever offended people with something my words unintentionally implied.. &lt;div id="nsthought" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;i have also been hurt by others, not from the words they said, but the underlying meaning from those words, whether they meant it or not in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. most importantly, i am determined not to commit the same mistake i did when i was in primary/secondary school regarding relationship.. sometimes i keep trying hard to convince myself that there are chances, there is hope, but deep down i know that i am just lying to myself.. haix.. no hope is better than false hope..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i am going to ORD.. i seem to feel a sense of emptiness. exactly the same i feel on the last day of JC, of 白云岗, effectively for any major events that happened in my life so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i hate post production blues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5_2008-4-29-10-28-49296.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5_2008-4-29-10-28-49296.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;a href="javascript:hide('nsthought')"&gt;砂时计&lt;/a&gt; again.. was listening to the theme song when i suddenly had the urge to see the whole movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;  愛してるよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7964465967811668332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7964465967811668332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-last-night-in-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1006101072846130096</id><published>2009-02-08T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:01:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>served my 2nd extra on friday.. something happened the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still sleeping and dreaming, dreaming of myself doing duty, and the internet was down (which was what actually happened), so i sneaked into the Head Logistic Branch office to use his computer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started hearing barking, followed by a car horn.. it occurred to me as very weird, until i heard somebody (my duty assistant) called me, "Sir, Chairman outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped out of bed, ran to the door, unlocked it and look out.. then i realise i forgot my specs and slippers, but i squinted and saw the big car that was the Chairman's so i ran back and took my stuff, including a 3m pole, which i used to chase away the stray dogs harassing our &lt;em&gt;beloved&lt;/em&gt; Chairman and his dog, Buddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the 2 dogs ran away, the Chairman asked me to put on my boots, and meet him at the field at the top of the camp.. bo bian, i just dressed up and cheong there.. then i had to stand guard with the pole while Buddy ran round the field chasing birds -&lt;a href="javascript:hide('sxly')"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stray dogs came back, but i managed to chase them out of the back gate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody waste of time.. i could have slept another half hour before handing over to the next 2 duty personals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think someone, somewhere, somehow, want me to have the full NCC experience before they allow me to ORD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book out, went home freshen up abit, then met Shawn to watch Underworld: Rise of the Lycans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/underworld-poster.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of blood and gore, story line so-so.. but it does explain alot on the beginning of Underworld, on why Selene survived and why Lucian hates Victor so much.. and the scene when Lucian saw Sonya died.. if i never remember wrongly it was in the first movie.. i think.. looks very familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the movie, i felt my hand itching, so i scratched it.. then nearing the end of the movie, i feel my finger joints swelling.. when i left the theatre, i saw my hands were damn red.. some allergic reaction to something.. only thing i can think of is the soft shell crab i ate at Thai Express.. i allergic to soft shell crab??? NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, took anti-histamine, and crashed for the rest of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for temple tour with the Resident Committee this morning.. sort of acted as the photographer for the trip and bus IC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0065.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of japan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0091.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0107.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colourful little bus i saw while waiting for mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0131.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0199.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bluehall.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent 10 mins waiting to take this pic.. waiting for the hallway to clear of silly giggly people taking pics and standing there doing nothing else.. irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/redhive.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/highiso.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this pic at high ISO..&lt;div id="sxly" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once asked myself, and others, is it possible that a person, specifically a guy, is able to like two girls at the same time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me, "it is possible, but you must set your priorities right. i.e. know who holds a higher place in your &lt;a href="javascript:hide('sjbj')"&gt;heart&lt;/a&gt; and try to forget about the other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. personally i dislike 三心两意 guys, but what stated above was what happened to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, my cousins and i went to celebrate my cousin's 21st Birthday at her house.. with our aunt's help, we managed to surprise her while she was studying in her room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0285.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin with my sis, on the way walking to our Birthday girl's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/qhpresent.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very own present carrier.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/sjbdae.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Birthday girl cutting her cake with my cousin's daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/pooh.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins say i look like this Pooh bear.. got meh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more pics of Kaho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/27497utb070607122928louv5copy.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play ball? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1159774563.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;div id="sjbj" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's family is in a relatively tense situation.. out of the 3 girls, the eldest daughter (my age) has a serious case of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anorexia_nervosa" target="_blank" &gt;Anorexia Nervosa&lt;/a&gt;.. she used to compete with her youngest sis (who also has anorexia) on who eats lesser, hence her youngest sis dislikes her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd sis is always caught in the middle.. she used to look up to her eldest sister as a role model, going to the same school, mimicking her clothing style and stuff.. then when her sister had this illness, it sort of cause her such great disappointment that she stopped talking to her almost altogether..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up, my cousin's 21st birthday almost had no one celebrating with her.. think because of her condition she is quite introvert-ish in school.. then her family, her 2 siblings dont wanna celebrate with her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was lucky that my mom informed us of the birthday situation, so most of us cousins decided to surprise her with a birthday party at her house.. still, when i saw the way the sisters treat each other.. i really feel both sad and irritated at them.. it has been more than 2 years since this started, but i dont understand why they could not sort out their thoughts and reconcile with one another.. after all, they do see everyone everyday.. i really dont understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1006101072846130096?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1006101072846130096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1006101072846130096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1006101072846130096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1006101072846130096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/02/served-my-2nd-extra-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8979263050779560791</id><published>2009-02-04T23:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:28:27.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kena 3 extra.. right before i ORD some more.. was expecting it due to the MP raid last year.. but what i did not expect was that i ended up "signing" for my whole camp.. *details deleted due to sensitivity*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now exactly one week before i ORD.. just have to suck it all up n serve.. already did one yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my dad on monday night about me most probably signing 3.. knowing him, after he knew that i was signing extra, and the situation in which i signed the extras, he wanted to write to the higher ups, blah blah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i told him.. i know how my superiors are like.. i know they would never lift a finger to save the people under them, because they'd rather have nothing to do with it.. i also want to ORD peacefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can confidently say.. if he had written the letter, it would at least be court martial.. that would definitely cause a blacker mark than just 3 extras under Informal Punishment.. compared to that, 3 extras is like peanuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a better note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0087.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am promoted to 1st Lieutenant with effect from 1st Feb.. hahaa.. actually all officers get promoted about a week prior to ORD, but the feeling of getting promoted is damn &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the elusive pay increment value on the OA.. apparently NSF Lieutenants are paid $1250, from the $1070 of 2nd Lieutenants.. quite a large jump, but considering that we only get one week's worth of that pay, so the increase isnt that much after all.. SAF really plan very nicely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much in camp today.. mainly just slack around because my immediate superior is not in.. then left in the afternoon to conduct computerized shooting (IMT) for the little kids.. they shoot horribly btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home in the MRT, i decided to drop by Sunshine Plaza near Dhoby Ghaut MRT to check if there was a stock for a particular Gundam attachment i was looking for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that i am in luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 0-Raiser for the 00 Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0-raiser.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0-raiser2.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used by the 00 Gundam to stabilize the twin GN Drive mounted on the shoulders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/gndrive.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0raisergundam.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/gundam00.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 00 Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the combined form, the Gundam 00 Raiser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0raisergundam2.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally wanted to get the package set that comes with a limited edition stand, but my sis bought the wrong one in Japan (only the Gundam without the 0-Raiser), so i decided to forgo the stand n just look for this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also asked about the price regarding the soon-to-be-released Perfect Grade Red Frame Astray.. pre-order is $273.. commercial retail is estimated to be about $400.. that is friggin expensive, even for a Perfect Grade.. dun wanna pre-order now cos the economy abit bad.. should save up abit of money also.. hmmm see how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was on a photo spree with my camera, i decided to take some pics of the stuff in my display cabinet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/musha.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the samurai-styled Shin Musha Gundam.. with the huge Perfect Grade Wing Zero Custom standing behind it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/keroromenu.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belongs to a figure of a frog building a Gundam.. a minature instruction manual.. hahaa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="451" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/sinanjucubecraft.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/unicorncubecraft.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i did awhile back.. it is called Cubecraft.. just print, cut and fix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bladeliger.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only Zoids model i had.. the Blade Liger.. looks nice enough so i bought it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the topic of Gundams, the latest episode (00 Gundam Season 2 Episode 17), was one of the more with &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; episodes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="javascript:hide('ep17spoiler')"&gt;spoiler&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ep17spoiler" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid Lieutenant Andrei had to go kill his father just because he put his mission first instead of his wife (who is also a front line soldier).. that brainless git.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he thought his father defected to the rebels, when he is actually on a top secret mission from HQ to negotiate with his friend, who is the leader of the rebels.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the day he finds out about the mission and cry like a baby for killing his own father.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbass Andrei Smirnov..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="278" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk27/gordonator008/blog/gundam00s2e17_018.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colonel Sergei Smirnov, Wild Bear of Russia.. nicknamed by many fans as Papa Bear.. hijacked from &lt;a href="http://gordonator.com" target="_blank"&gt;Gordonator&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally a death in Gundam 00 series isnt that much of a big deal (the important characters have a tendency to die alot in this series), but this one was quite a emotional one.. so it just kinda sticks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till i get the video up and running tomorrow.. &lt;s&gt;i'll upload and embed it here&lt;/s&gt; some codec problem with the video.. lazy to solve it.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures of 夏帆..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/sundy2006_29_04.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow?? she looks super cute in this pic  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/114770559836.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me.. i apparently "grown" back the 1cm which i lost in OCS.. hahaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8979263050779560791?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8979263050779560791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8979263050779560791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8979263050779560791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8979263050779560791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/02/kena-3-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk27/gordonator008/blog/th_gundam00s2e17_018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-1190844784116572139</id><published>2009-02-01T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:15:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a hectic 2 days.. firstly house hopping on saturday, then another house warming on sunday.. both with the 云岗 gang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Justin's house in the morning on saturday.. actually wanted to meet up with Beien n the rest so that she can send us to Justin's house (easier than MRT-ing all the way to Lakeside).. but when i heard that she is driving alone for the first time and Peifen is the navigator, i decided to brave the morning crowd on the MRT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, i am right.. they went from Sengkang, down 2 expressway, only to miss the exit and end up back at Ang Mo Kio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am earlier.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0012.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this driver, note to self: &lt;em&gt;ensure seat belt is fastened, regardless of which seat&lt;/em&gt;.. hahaa.. joking only la.. she drove pretty okay when i sat her car.. only little problem is that she needs a navigator..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0015.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside Xinyu&lt;a href="javascript:hide('xysay')"&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;s house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0029.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my room.. they had a sudden interest in the big bear my sis bought in China.. especially the 2 tall ones, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1486180&amp;l=75be7&amp;id=502323276" target="_blank"&gt;whom i think never did hug a teddy bear when it is standing&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0099.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Ming Jue's house.. they were playing blackjack every house they went, except mine where they had lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0102.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the better driver of the two.. hahaa&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;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0113.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home for dinner and my father's friend's visit.. (almost) all the kids turn up, the usual 11 of us plus the other not-so-regulars.. hahaa.. all in all 20 came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0135.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eldest among us and her younger brother.. try guessing her age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that (they left at 2am), i took a short nap at night and went to Connie's house the next morning.. sort of a CNY Visit cum Housewarming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0175.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liked the depth of field for this picture.. still trying to practice how to do it properly.. not a 100% hit everytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0192.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie's little cousin (i think).. very cute and a super good lucky charm to those playing blackjack (again?).. Rayburn got blackjack right after he carried her, the first one after quite a few disappointing rounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0251.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo in Connie's room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was still experimenting with my camera at home, so i decided to use a external flash i borrowed from my office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with built-in flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_00042.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the external flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_00032.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont mind the expression.. she got abit pissed off after i flashed the super-bright flash into her face alot of time while she is doing homework..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked by the big difference in the picture quality, especially the colours.. ok i decided now.. i am gonna get a external flash before i get a Macro Lens..&lt;div id="xysay" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me on saturday, after some stuff i did/didnt do.. "哇, Yiwen 应该和你在一起咯.." followed by "persevere, and you shall succeed"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sort of a love/hate feeling for this kind of statement.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i trying my hardest to forget bout Yiwen and treat her like a normal friend, but somehow it is not working.. it was totally different from previously when i wanted to forget about Peifen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. this person was one who told me "its time to move on".. not sure whether he/she realise it, but this kind of maybe-got-hope kind of statement is very torturous for a person in my situation, or maybe it is just me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got very irritated/happy at his/her statement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont blame him/her though.. dont think he/she realised it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1190844784116572139?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1190844784116572139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1190844784116572139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1190844784116572139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1190844784116572139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/02/hectic-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7913041575346701103</id><published>2009-01-30T21:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:52:35.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 more days to ORD!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can literally feel myself descend into the ORD mood.. not caring as much for the unit, spending more time running around talking to people instead of staying in the office, the as-long-as-i-ORD-before-then-it-is-not-my-problem attitude.. to me it is just the same as falling in love.. as much as i try to psycho myself not to enter that mindset, but when it come, i cant really control it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my medical FFI (Fit For Instruction) today.. i suppose it is to certify our health before we NSF ORD, so that we cannot come back and blame SAF for our injuries that we dont declare on our FFI.. &lt;s&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;fortunately, i have nothing to declare, so i remained as PES A.. &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a blood test portion, which none of us were prepared for.. there was one Sergeant among us who almost freaked out when he knew (he has &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belonephobia" target="_blank"&gt;Trypanophobia&lt;/a&gt;).. luckily for him, the guy before him had a lil "accident" with the medic, meaning that his vein shifted right after the needle pierced his skin.. so he went for round 2, which scared the crap out of the Sergeant.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, FFI was quite uneventful.. just a great &lt;s&gt;usage&lt;/s&gt; waste of our time in NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for NUS Science Faculty production &lt;em&gt;California Suite&lt;/em&gt; on wednesday evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A contemporary play presented by the NUS Faculty of Science's &lt;strong&gt;outofthe|&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;California Suite&lt;/strong&gt;, which made its Broadway debut in 1976, is a bittersweet comedy about five ordinary couples who lead all too ordinary lives. Hannah and Bill Warren are divorced and engaged in a custody battle for their daughter while Mille Michaels finds her husband Marvin in bed with another woman. Academy Award nominee Diana Nichols grapples with her husband Sidney being gay, and Mort and Beth Hollender battle it out with their best friends Stu and Gert Franklyn in a vacation that has turned terribly sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it is four separate stories, the storyline of each is captivating enough to maintain the audience's attention.. especially the 2nd one, where Marvin is trying hard to hide the fact that he has unintentionally slept with another woman while drunk from his wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although at some point, two of the actresses 走光 (dont think they realise).. and some audience's eyes were at the stage floor level, i think it is quite awkward for them.. hahaa.. &lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;when i met Sheyah at the production, i realised that, through my time in NS, i have had a great change.. the way i treat her is similar to what i did when i was in CCHSM, but i feel it is totally different to what i am now.. interesting how being with old friends whom you have not seen for awhile brings out the old you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to today.. one big thing that plagued me for most of the remaining half of the afternoon is the change of duty.. i decided during lunch to sell my duty away, and originally already gotten a deal with someone.. but he remembered his brother's birthday, so i was left with the last hour of work frantically looking for someone, anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day, i was super emo.. worse, i had to wait for the duty personnel to report for duty before i can go.. they were out of camp doing training, so i waited from 1700h to 1820h before they came back.. was feeling super sian, and thus my mind went hyperactive, thinking of all sorts of weird stuff and scenarios again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one main thought that stuck was, "everything that happens, happens for the best".. i was actually contemplating what movies to watch tomorrow to kill the boredom.. so i waited, alone and feeling like shit, until the 2 guys reported for duty.. i didnt blame them, but quite hard to not be moody in front of them since i am already feeling that sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a random question, i asked one of them whether he want to take over my duty.. sort of like a desperate attempt.. and thankfully, he agreed =) so i guess the main thought sort of came true.. i involuntarily volunteered to stay back to hand over the duty, because my superior do not stay later than 1700h.. and i got someone to take my duty.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;云岗gang tmr doing house visit to everyone.. i am glad that i can go.. i wanted to drive, but my dad says that i am not 'stable' yet.. no idea what he means, but i dont want to argue with him.. abit irritated though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of visits, this Chinese New Year was kinda quiet for me.. due to my Great-Grandmother passing away and the 100 day period still not up, i gotta keep my celebratory mood a little low.. yup so there's that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cnypic" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0008.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tigger =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0010.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying out a multiple exposure function.. think if i manually photoshop the images it may look better.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0521.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing flying tigger.. my cousin threw it while i took a photo of it.. hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally i only do a blog entry when i got a picture to post.. guess today is a anomaly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again&lt;a href="javascript:hide('cnypic')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt; maybe not&lt;a href="javascript:hide('kaho0')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="kaho0" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i am feeling down, i will just look through my archive of Kaho pictures.. definitely a good way to let myself feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n663554543_553355_6920.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n663554543_553355_6920.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her movies are mostly fantasy/ comedy type.. very very nice.. i strongly recommend them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n679272853_505214_8405.jpg" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n679272853_505214_8405.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing her smile just makes my day ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7913041575346701103?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7913041575346701103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7913041575346701103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7913041575346701103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7913041575346701103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-more-days-to-ord-yay-i-can-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-9071405954627620341</id><published>2009-01-26T01:33:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:33:37.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:240%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly 20 days since i last blogged.. life has been rather routine.. report to camp on weekdays, hang out with some friends on weekends.. celebrated a few 21st birthdays for friends already.. ORD coming soon (i hope).. my life as a NSF is coming to a close, and the possibilities of paths to be taken is once again laid out in front of me, waiting for me to make a choice, for good or otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is, at least until i ORD.. before then, i still have quite a handful to deal with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:hide('nccrant')"&gt;Rantings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="nccrant" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my &lt;s&gt;understudy&lt;/s&gt; superior wasnt as 'weak' as i thought he was.. in the turn of events of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-ness, he seemed to succumb to the pressure generated by the Command Group, and start handling stuff in ways i cannot see eye to eye with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, he wanted everything to be put down in black and white, i.e. he dont trust anyone and wants to cover his/our dept/everybody's(frankly i dont give a shit) backside.. worst was when he wanted a supplier to write an email to declare that his equipments are down, and the products cannot be delivered.. but i had worked with him for the past 10 months, and i can hear how flustered he is over the phone, so i never pressure him much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my &lt;s&gt;understudy&lt;/s&gt; superior intelligently ask me to keep calling to check on the progress (he expected me to call in the morning, after lunch and before work ends), and to update and msg him on the progress should he not be in the dept in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally, i didnt want to do it, so i just waited for the supplier to get back to me.. my think-he-is-almighty &lt;s&gt;understudy&lt;/s&gt; superior then called back after work, and yelled at me for not doing my job (i was still in the office settling some last min stuff thrown from other dept).. i was damn pissed off, but i didnt explain it to him then because he sounded very frustrated and will not listen properly anyway.. best part was, he &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ask me to report to him in full No.4(army) uniform before 0800h the next day.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CPT(NCC)&lt;/strong&gt; asking me to report to him.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day i went to work early, and was already in vest n slacks (No. 4 minus the top) by the time he came in at 0815h.. i was dealing with the usual morning surge of activities, so i didnt bother to acknowledge him.. he came with the black face, scolded me, and ask me to sit on a bench for the rest of the day.. that was the kind of ultimate &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-ish thing he can do to stupidly make things more troublesome for him, because i was suppose to help him present and handle stuffs in the meeting in about 15 mins time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, but at that point of time i just give him the 'ok, fine' kind of reply and just sat there and stone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="91" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/badpplecopy.jpg" width="118" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 other officers in the room was giving the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMFG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; face, but i signal to them not to do anything.. Twain looked like he was about to go punch that guy in the face.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of Twain, to help visualise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n688028040_1405082_1398.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so within that 15 mins, just so happened that some guy needed my help with the computer stuff, and i went over to help him.. the dumbass &lt;strong&gt;CPT(NCC)&lt;/strong&gt; gave the "didnt i tell you to sit there? so what are you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok." i gave him 1 x shrug and walked back to sit down.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up later the &lt;strong&gt;CPT(NCC)&lt;/strong&gt; came and talk to me, when he has calmed down a little, so i explained everything to him, including how i felt when he asked me to go bug the supplier.. dont think he really got my point, but i could &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; care anymore.. i'll do my best to help him now, but once i ORD i wont even pick up his call..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note.. i got a Nikon D90 DSLR =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="336" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/nikon-d90.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after test shooting a few pics at home, i decided to do an actual trial of it at the NUSSU Geeks VS Glam Bash @ Zouk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing lead to another, and i ended up going for the bash alone.. new experience to try going clubbing alone, but i dont like clubbing anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0072.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy Xiying =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="453" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0116.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor guy was slapping his butt in front of everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0123.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Swedish guys went on stage for a drinking contest.. they practically owned the rest, but the spelling bee afterwards they totally cannot make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0242.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i need to go see my dentist, cos you are too sweet for me'.. thought this was kinda cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0323.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to get their report card and get votes from the audience in the form of stars.. wonder if the audience knew would they bring a whole sheet of those stickers.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0342.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiying being mobbed by the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="453" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0354.jpg " width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0361.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a familiar face in the crowd.. quite surprised that Shi Hao/ Joseph Chin actually remembers my name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0456.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a group photo at the end.. can see that i have to jostle with other cameras for a good photo spot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC_0459.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr n Ms NUS.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took about 400+, but only choose 101 to upload.. quite fun snapping away.. and the 'click' sound is oddly satisfying.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after i uploaded the 101 pics, my inbox was spammed by people who wanted to request tag on facebook.. all in all 118 within the past 24 hrs.. sheer madness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had reunion dinner at my grandparents' house upstairs.. the usual steamboat, one for the adults one for the kids.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i had some fun with photoshop, so i edited some Bleach pictures.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Rukigocopy.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/nekomimi2.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic.. from the new Bleach: Fade to Black movie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-9071405954627620341?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-872686342044303919</id><published>2009-01-06T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:54:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can feel the mood descending upon me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ORD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 36 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, when your under-study is in, the desire to dump all the shit onto him is overwhelming.. currently only 2 things are stopping me from doing just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my all-too-familiar Commandant.. equivalent to a blast from the past.. wanna "milk him for all it is worth" since i am "his ex-cadet".. this is baaaaaaaaaad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my under-study is a teacher, CPT(NCC) Luke, roughly 12 years older than me.. i still have the habit of 'respecting' people because they are older.. not a good habit in society because no one gives a shit about age.. also by part because he seems so blur and kind so i am afraid the rest of the command group will trample over him, given the chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, he complains that he has not enough work to do, and that i should pass him more work.. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darth Vader will find you sooner or later.. be patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another new teacher officer.. he seems to dislike malays, and favours JC helpers over others, i.e. poly or ITE.. he will definitely have a hard time finding support, as JC students are too busy to fork out time to help out in activities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, watched 不能说的秘密 at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1185932205020_40628.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice show, nice motivation to practice the piano harder.. losing my touch these few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this one scene, which i suddenly saw a similarity somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret1copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="172" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret1copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0249copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0249copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saddle on the hill looks similar.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret2copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="197" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret2copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0255copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0255copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the slope on the other side and the hill in the distance look similar.. HOLY SHIT!! I WAS NEAR THE SCENE WHERE THEY FILMED 不能说的秘密 at 淡水!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough excitement for one day.. time to ponder bout stuff&lt;a href="javascript:hide('secretquestion')"&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove a little bit on saturday, mainly to 中正 to send my sis to school and to a carpark to wash and wax the car.. Dad sitting in passenger sit again.. and as usual, he keeps blabbering and blabbering about how i should observe the different situations on the road, never hesitating to point out where i am wrong and how i should have done better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really damn stressful, to the extent that i feel more sian by the second, making some careless mistakes and earning more nagging.. stupid vicious cycle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up while washing the car i was extremely moody.. even today when i am supposed to drive to the airport to pick up someone, i didnt feel like it so i dont want to drive at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i miss the time where i am able to drive alone, all the way to Ice3 (read *Ice Cube*)and back, even sending Connie and Rayburn home in the process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am starting to hate my license already..&lt;div id="secretquestion" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ask these questions to Yiwen on the bus home from NY'AVA BBQ at Aloha Loyang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 你知道我喜欢你吗? (y/n) (if n, proceed to 2.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 我们俩可能有机会吗? (y/n) (if n, proceed to 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 从我认识你到现在, 有没有你可能给我一个机会的时候? (y/n) (if y, please just kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds very direct and weird, but i dont seem to know of any way to subtly direct these questions to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, i am too 胆小 to ask her these questions.. partially because we were having a chat bout her uni life also, and she was ranting about her alumni stuff and results.. i was very contented to just lend a listening ear, so i didnt want to interrupt her.. perhaps next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, maybe not.. not sure whether it is a smart move, but i am afraid it will totally destroy our relationship.. any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-872686342044303919?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/872686342044303919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=872686342044303919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/872686342044303919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/872686342044303919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-can-feel-mood-descending-upon-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-9125892671104383341</id><published>2009-01-02T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:31:28.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from Sentosa yesterday, but so tired that i almost KO-ed for the rest of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Beien and Peifen at City Satay near 中正 to get the BBQ stuff, after that cab straight into Sentosa, caught a jam at harbourfront area before picking up Justin outside St. James..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there early, so we slack abit at the BBQ area, taking some weird pics with our 墨镜(not 黑眼镜)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n774445563_5435684_7312.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i am having a stroke.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n774445563_5435688_8196.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sneaked" into Siloso Resort to enquire about cost for Beien's 21st Birthday Party.. very nice interior.. can see that it is a very high class place, even the price ($300+/night, for 2 pax only) screams of luxury..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n774445563_5435703_1617.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;em&gt;nua&lt;/em&gt; at our resort pool.. due to some water issues, most people only check-in late, and the whole pool was ours during the duration we were there.. tried proper diving, and a flip before cannonball-ing into the pool.. fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n774445563_5435718_6198.jpg" widt="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to try out the Segway Personal Transport at the Ecogarden @ Beach Station.. a very convenient way of transport, easy to use (no hands v(^_^)v ), except that i dont think it can do stairs very well.. and Xinyu almost caused a 连环车祸..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they kinda got hooked on sucking in helium gas from the balloon and make funny speeches.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the countdown party was okay.. perhaps i overestimated the risk, but i didnt regret not going for the countdown party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie, Rayburn, Yiwen n me was left at the chalet when the rest went to party, and since Connie n Rayburn wanted to rest early, Yiwen n i went out for a little walk.. went to Delifrance for a little drink, before we went back to the room and Yiwen played Mickey Mouse Sega on her laptop.. funny watching her 'torture' the poor Mickey by making him commit suicide.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="280" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Mickey_Mouse-Castle_of_Illusion.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this Mickey Mouse, falling down a cliff over, and over, and over again.. thankfully the game only allows Mickey Mouse to die 3 times in a row..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest came back at about 3+AM, mostly tired.. but Xinyu, Justin and Jieyan went back again for round 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning we just packed up, went Harbourfront Hawker Centre for lunch and went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n774445563_5435734_160.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last picture before we left the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics hijacked from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=202043&amp;amp;id=774445563&amp;amp;ref=nf#/album.php?page=1&amp;amp;aid=202043&amp;amp;id=774445563" target="blank"&gt;Justin&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone seems to be displaying 爱屋及乌 behaviour.. or perhaps he is just going for the 乌(not on purpose to describe like this.. sorry) directly.. meditate on this i will..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-9125892671104383341?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/9125892671104383341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=9125892671104383341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/9125892671104383341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/9125892671104383341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2009/01/came-back-from-sentosa-yesterday-but-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7428956626595811904</id><published>2008-12-31T09:10:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:49:14.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just an entry before i go for the 云岗 chalet at Sentosa..&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:hide('nychalet')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just wanna pen my thoughts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="nychalet" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;i seriously dont understand.. why do people want to take the risk, just so to get the experience.. going for the Countdown Party at Siloso Beach is risky at best, if not very dangerous, especially since there are only 2 guys taking care of 4 girls.. and people even tell me "just come la, can protect us ma".. right, if u know the risk, why even go put yourself in that position? is it really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw if u manage to find this portion, let me know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year is ending (duh).. 2008 has been a relatively ok year.. nothing much happened, other than:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Commissioning&lt;br /&gt;2. Commissioning Ball&lt;br /&gt;3. Surviving NCC&lt;br /&gt;4. Going Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;5. Building Gundams (i lost count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think perhaps i could have forgotten some stuffs.. but well, memory hasnt been that good lately anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday, i took a trip down to 中正 to pick up my sis from her orientation campfire.. as expected, the whole place was packed with parents of all kind, the snob, the kiasu, the loudmouth, blah blah.. even the roads were jammed pack with cars.. 2 lanes became 1.. quite irritating to drive through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00511.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still the same old Admin Block..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00512.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they even have a new sandwich dispensing machine at the concourse.. student welfare sia.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for the campfire to end (i was an hour early due to miscommunication on my father's part), i went to play the piano out side Lecture Theatre 1.. at the same time i think i was disturbing the Girl Guides, who were having camp both in the LT1 and the concourse.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00513.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered this sign.. quite well known in our days i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00514.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the joke that we use to make about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove to Ice3 (read: ice cube) with my family afterwards.. my dad ordered a surprisingly lots of food.. and we had 'fun' with the cheese sticks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00517.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00518.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00515.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00516.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad they do not have Rum'n'Raisins.. think they stopped serving it or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my second last duty in camp last night (if my commandant doesnt extend my ORD).. watched a hell lot of movies.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/sunadokeimovieposterls4.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had always wanted to watch this show, ever since i saw the MV for its 片尾曲..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/tokyo_girl_flyer.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a story about 2 person a century apart being able to communicate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="170" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/4STD-banner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a drama serial about 4 sisters, with the youngest always arrowed to solve cases.. hilarious movie, but no CSI-style investigation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why do i watch these 3 movies?&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;img height="290" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/3acd9bf2cd63f8833b71986pr9-1.jpg" width="400" alt="夏帆"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also watched a 2 more movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2473044906_f7489c5438.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch this show for quite awhile too.. but never manage to find it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/resident-evil-degeneration.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched it just because it looked interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all.. cya all in the next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. seriously, let me know.. i wanna know the statistics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7428956626595811904?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7428956626595811904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7428956626595811904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7428956626595811904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7428956626595811904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-entry-before-i-go-for-chalet-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7971025634397630418</id><published>2008-12-28T23:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:56:47.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a whole month since i last blogged.. lots of stuff happened, NCC peak period (nothing fantastic), lots of gatherings, &lt;a href="javascript:hide('prisch')"&gt;Pri Sch guys&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:hide('jcclass')"&gt;JC classmates&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:hide('taiwantrip')"&gt;Taiwan Trip&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:hide('lonerchristmas')"&gt;Loners&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:hide('cousinchalet')"&gt;Cousin's Chalet&lt;/a&gt;.. almost too much for me to list them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="prisch" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;went to watch Bolt with my Pri Sch friends when my family was away in Japan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="350" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/MPW-33578.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, it surpasses the boring movie trailer and turned out to be a great cartoon.. touching, funny, and yet still full of action.. oh and Congratulations to Yong Ting who made it into SISPEC.. hopefully you are able to crossover to OCS after BSLC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="jcclass" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;had a JC 05S6E class gathering on the 14th November..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n850575645_5067697_1596.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be doing well, girls in Uni, guys going to ORD.. we went for a short bowling game, before cycling right after the weather was kinder to those wearing white.. in the end we rented 4 doubles bike and 2 singles bike, for some reason which i do not quite understand and will not write about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, it was nice to see everyone after so long =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="taiwantrip" style="display:none"&gt;went to Taiwan on the 15th, one day after my class gathering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0095.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei shopping area.. bustling with life and people asking whether i want to 找小妹妹 -.-'".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Twilight when i was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/TwilightMoviePoster.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too sure what is the hype about over this show.. the interactions between the characters are quite awkward, even for a family that has been alive for a century, which i presume would have a century worth of experience to deal with people.. the animation was laughable, and the romance was just not enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0111.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this place through Tian's suggestion.. absolutely loved this place.. totally a Gundam fanatic's dream paradise, with life-size statues of Gundams, and 2 huge room full of shelves of Gundams on display.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0098.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside of which is a big store of cheap Gundams.. sadly i was worried about luggage space so i didnt not get any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0120.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wall beside 淡水河.. should be used to prevent the waves from destroying the city during &lt;s&gt;hurricanes&lt;/s&gt; typhoons, but finding another way over it took me under 2 expressways and a total walking distance of about 4 km..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0122.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot springs at 乌来.. supposed to be a public nude pool, but since i am the only guy there, it sort of became a presidential suite.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0124.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water was quite hot initially, but became more comfortable the longer i stayed in it.. a mistake, as i stayed past the normal limit of 15 mins and happily soaked myself for 25.. ended up my heart rate was about 160 bpm and the room seems to be spinning when i got out and sat on one of the pool side chairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0154.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五角船板餐馆.. nice design and nice food.. only thing i wonder is how they maintain the cleanliness?? the walls and ceiling designs would have been quite hard to clean.. maybe they dont?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0156.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;圓山大飯店.. the whole structure is 风水-based.. n the 2 cute girls on the lower right corner is part of our 5 person tour group.. ok actually only the younger sis is cute.. the older one is acting pampered all the way.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0170.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard Duty at the Martyr's' Shrine.. they had to stand for a hour without movement, and do a 20 min change of duty parade after that, which includes precision drills.. absolutely siong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0196.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute little train i saw on the way to 新竹 to meet Tian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0202.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lake of Tian's Uni.. i played catching with squirrels, and had a staring game with a heron that was fishing near the bench i was resting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0215.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian's 自恋 pics.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0245.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the streets of 淡水 district.. i kinda like the bustling and lively streets of Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0254.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful sunset at the riverside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0256.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian talking to Shawn, whose is missing his dear so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0279.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou's Italian-French Restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0282.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open kitchen with beautiful waitresses.. great place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0292.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei 101..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0307.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from the 89th floor of Taipei 101.. everything seems like toys, and the view is totally magnificent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0317.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this sculpture at Taipei 101.. thought it looked very nice, symbolizing something new growing out of something old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0326.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyper space? no idea what was this light tunnel for anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0343.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a trio of cute owls made of a special type of corals.. if they were like a thousand times cheaper perhaps i would consider buying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0365.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan 高铁.. super fast.. took me to 桃园 from 台北 in 25 mins.. damn fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0372.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss and ride??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun relaxing in Taiwan.. thanks alot to Tian who spent 4 days bringing me around, even though she was not feeling that well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lonerchristmas" style="display:none"&gt;had a huge steamboat Christmas eve dinner at Tracy's house with the Loners.. caught up with them and discussed abit on the ORD trip.. also saw the sculptures and models Tracy made.. maybe should ask her to teach me how to make dioramas for my Gundams.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, also met up with them for Simin's bithday gathering.. watched City of Embers, ate at Ajisen, and met up with Xinyu, Jieyan, Justin and his younger brother Jowin.. kind of like everyone knows one another but as a group we do not usually hang out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="cousinchalet" style="display:none"&gt;had a 4 day 3 night chalet with my cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n765090233_5242671_7222.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not all shown here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically it is cycling, bowling, arcading, bbq-ing, swimming and PSP gaming with my cousins.. lots and lots of fun.. and-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n765090233_5242309_470.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the devilish baby that partially caused me a shoulder strain.. the hair-pulling, saliva-drooling baby that clung onto my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad shoulder strain on the last night of the chalet.. took me much concentration just to will away the pain and sleep through the night.. whew.. lucky that it is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anyway, had this dream this morning when i went to sleep after breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a classroom-theme cafe with a group of friends, some guys, some girls. Then, there were some disturbance. the lights flicker, the windows rattle, and for some reason, we all knew that the vampires(?) were coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of them burst in through the back door, hurling fireballs and spinning blade thingys similar to that from the Predator. Two of my friends rushed forward, and the blade thingy sliced through them before they were charred by the fireballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us jumped in, diverting their fireballs with our mind(?). We managed to kill all three, but one of the &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;, the one I am supposed to be attached to in the dream, was crying very hard over the death of the two who died. I felt extremely helpless, and decided to go back in time to change history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i knew, I was in a amphitheatre watching a concert. I was invited on stage, asked to play dead, and saw Eugene and Zijin acting in the play. After the concert, I walked into a shopping centre. Before entering, I saw the three vampires walking down the alley towards the entrance. I immediately dashed up the stairs into the cafe, saw my friends, and dragged the two soon-to-be unfortunate guys aside and talked to them. I told them about the impending attack, and requested that they do not participate in the fight. That &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt; overheard our conversation. &lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; got worried, and started crying. I gave &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; a hug, and told &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; everything will be okay, and &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights started flickering (again), and the windows rattled (again), and the same three vampires burst into the room, hurling fireballs and throwing the bladed thingys (again -.-'"). I immediately directed two of the bladed thingys back at one of the vampires, slicing him into half. Two of my friends were engaged with a female one holding a torchlight (??), and the last guy was, at that moment, across the room swatting the two supposed-to-be-dead guys aside and going towards that &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;. I saw that the female vampire was somehow immobilizing the two guys with her torchlight (wth?). I shattered the torch bulb with a scream, grabbed the female vampire by the neck with one hand and slammed her down on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted, "Stop fighting, right now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last vampire paused for a moment, before taking one step forward. I tightened the grip on the neck, and the veins on the face popped out, almost bursting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird dream, but it had quite strong emotions.. loss, when the 2 guys died; love(?) for the &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;; sense of power from the psychic control and the knowledge of 'future' events; and sheer rage, literally uncontrolled anger which i felt when i was threatening the last guy with violence.. all in all, i would say that it is a semi-lucid dreams, because i somehow have control of it to a certain extent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. after reading Shawn's comment about torchlight in Facebook i was LOL.. because apparently, in my dreams, paralyzing torchlight exists.. be careful Shawn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7971025634397630418?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-8218495568922949198</id><published>2008-11-11T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:41:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash Like Snow</title><content type='html'>spend the most of last night and this morning/afternoon attending my Great-Grandmother's Funeral.. didnt know she was 103 years old already.. always thought she was about 96+..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a joyful occasion, this funeral is.. which is totally confusing from the start, because my impression of funerals are always sad.. but the elders said that she lived to a ripe old age and passed away in a peaceful way (in her sleep), so it is somewhat not supposed to be sad.. frankly i am totally confused about the whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, since this is the first time i am actually part of a funeral, i get to see the administration and preparation part of it, which, sadly to say, reflects quite badly on the management of hospitals, medical practitioners and even the police..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard this from my Mom, as i was in camp doing duty at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my Great-Grandmother passed away, they called the paramedics and police (SOP i heard).. then the paramedics refuse to enter the house to check for pulse and stuff.. police only say that this not their problem that not their problem.. end up everyone running around frantically for a doctor to certify the death, as no doctor wants to do so (something about not wanting responsibility for a false certification, i.e. natural or unnatural death)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wake itself is quite ok.. except the elders who kept giving conflicting instructions.. cant blame them.. they are quite disorientated due to the shock, so we just followed without questions.. but during one of the ceremony, it became quite confusing, when they asked for the paternal and maternal grandchildren, my Grandmother kept asking my cousins n i to go.. it was wrong, because we are the great-grandchildren, but seeing that she is confused herself too, we just sent 2 representatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when burning the offerings, the ash seems to fall like snow.. kinda have a sad feel to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Mandai Crematorium this morning.. been there a little too many times this year.. only then, when i saw my Great-Grandmother being sent to be cremated, then the full sense of lost really hit me.. quite a hard feeling to describe, but at that point of time i really felt like crying, but i just couldnt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8218495568922949198?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-4050830970844879044</id><published>2008-11-09T11:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:30:15.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is really a horribly bad day.. look at the time.. it is only 11.50AM and i am 100% sure it is totally screwed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;an image popped into my mind yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, had a extremely horrible nightmare last night.. hadnt had such a bad one for so long.. but the thing about f**ked up about bad dreams is that you wake up screaming from the sheer terror of the alternate reality, only to forget most of what you dreamt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;i was supposed to pass Yiwen something, and she came with a guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffice to say that in the dream, i saw a guy kill &lt;a title="Yiwen"&gt;someone&lt;/a&gt; i really cared for, but in the end i was blamed for it and i only have 24 hours before my execution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;a boyfriend actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see &lt;a title="Yiwen"&gt;someone&lt;/a&gt; you love killed, then falsely blamed for it, and then to be executed for it, and spending about 5 hours of sleeping hours believing in the dream and running away from the authorities, only to wake up at 6 in the morning to realise, "whew, luckily it was a dream.. now going back to camp for duty doesnt seem that bad.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;i was quite depressed from dinner through the whole night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which, incidentally, brings me to the second screwed up part of the day.. i am in camp doing duty.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;my parents were wondering why i was so grouchy, but i &lt;s&gt;didnt&lt;/s&gt; couldnt tell them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third horrible part of the day came unexpectedly.. my sis IM-ed me about 10 mins ago, that my great-grandmother just passed away in the morning.. i normally only visit her during Chinese New Year.. haix.. this is really too sudden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;so it is back to the conflicting personalities again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. i'll just rot in camp and think of nonsensical stuff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4050830970844879044?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4050830970844879044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4050830970844879044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4050830970844879044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4050830970844879044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-really-horribly-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6405974171517859538</id><published>2008-11-05T01:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:48:06.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is for 04/11/08..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got raided by Military Police.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the above stated, it was a boring day.. nothing much to do in camp too.. just slack slack and slack.. all because i dont feel like doing my stuffs that are still pending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i went home, i was already spacing out.. almost missed my stop, but managed to wake up in time due to a lady's bag hitting the back of my head.. thanks, in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Terminal 3 to send my sis off to her Perth Exchange Programme.. sounds like a nice trip, but the administration part seems quite disorganised.. they told everyone to meet at row 10, then reach there saw the check in row is row 2.. ding dong all over the place, then they check in at row 10.. not even sure if that was allowed in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the admin portion is settled, we all dropped by Popeyes for late night supper, which is why i am doing this entry so late.. been almost a year since i ate there.. last time i went Popeyes was after i return from Jungle Confidence Course in Brunei.. the few of us rushed there right after we cleared customs to gobble down food.. hahaa.. except for the price, it is definitely better than KFC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove home.. still a little bumpy on humps.. i sort of felt like i am always peer-pressured by other cars into driving faster.. hahaa.. but i also noticed that the awareness and notion of time increases when i am driving aka time seems to slow down a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some pics of Kaho today.. made my boring and sian day bearable.. mentioned her on my previous posts &lt;a href="http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-much-stuff-happened-within-so-little.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-just-going-through-my-old-blog-and.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/17.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/22.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/18.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/19.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/52439_3cc9ab0eef7691fd37d122cf_122_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="292" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/52439_3cc9ab0eef7691fd37d122cf_122_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture the best.. still love her smile.. &lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;kinda reminds me of someone, dont you think? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6405974171517859538?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-552832193151420463</id><published>2008-11-02T23:53:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:30:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helped out at Jalan Besar PCF Graduation in the morning.. had to protect the graduating kindergarten students from no other than their own parents.. sounds weird? but the harsh reality is that, in their rush to take pictures/ give food/ wipe sweat/ effectively just fussing their kids around, they do not care about anything else and end up knocking over other kids and trampling them.. i know you are &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt; that your kid is graduating from kindergarten and getting their certificate from a Member of Parliament, but cant you wait just 5 more minutes before they are released and you all can go home together? must you rush to be the first one to reach your kids? and in doing so knock down other children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think without us ushers around, the graduation ceremony will be like a free for all death match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;looking at Yiwen try out the dresses.. looking so sweet and beautiful.. all of a sudden i had this feeling, like dunno.. it feels like a rainbow has bursted in my chest?? no idea how to describe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my cousin's 21st Birthday celebrations at his sister's condo.. effectively cake smashing and balloon popping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n647512549_1000500_6210.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n647512549_1000501_6520.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice that the guy with the cake-smashed face wass the guy holding the cake in the first picture.. hahaa.. Birthday Boy is the one in black though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something quite gay that we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/n647512549_1000516_2178.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;she look so cute and sweet that i really just wanted to run up to her, hug her and dont let go.. but of course.. a logical mind should not do illogical stuff.. especially one who is trying to erase the feelings for that very person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Yiwen, Xinyu, Beien, Peifen, Justin and Jieyan at Takashimaya in the evening.. they were still shopping for Yiwen's Birthday present.. ended up got a nice pair of shoe, but couldnt find a suitable bag so it was KIV for the moment.. they were all quite tired from eating.. if i had been eating from around 1pm to 5pm plus i will also be totally stoned by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin then drove everyone to Yiwen's hall, where we sort of sang a loud Happy Birthday song for her and perhaps disturbed those that were studying.. Kent Ridge Hall looks quite nice, perhaps can consider staying there in NUS.. though there are certain factors i need to consider, like the distance from my Engineering Faculty Building, which is about a quarter way across camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;something happened, of which someone asked me later whether i felt 尴尬 in that kind of situation.. all i can say is that i &lt;s&gt;should not&lt;/s&gt; will not let this thing bother me.. someone chasing after her is kinda expected after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;while we were searching for a bag for Yiwen, we came across a shop that sold some nice dresses, which Yiwen tried on 4 of them.. at one point, both Justin and Jieyan commented that Yiwen looked like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuchiki_Rukia" target="blank"&gt;Kuchiki Rukia&lt;/a&gt; from Bleach.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allwynplaneswalker.blogspot.com/2006/07/kuchiki-rukia.html" target="blank"&gt;"I told you so!!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice phrase from South Park.. surprising what you can learn from that cartoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"(if something you like is harmful to you, do not avoid it.) if you devote your whole life to completely avoiding something you like, then that thing still controls your life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-552832193151420463?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/552832193151420463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=552832193151420463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/552832193151420463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/552832193151420463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/11/had-pcf-graduation-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7064003848238690877</id><published>2008-11-01T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:23:24.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was generally quite pissed yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am in the morning, because i need to be in camp by 0615hr to link up with the driver for NCC Chairman.. pick him up and &lt;s&gt;followed him like a dog&lt;/s&gt; escorted him around for half the day.. carrying his bag with his water bottle and Ipod inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directed the driver to Changi Naval Base.. as a VVIP, he has the rights to enter without any checks.. so as his &lt;s&gt;dog&lt;/s&gt; escort, i share the same privileges.. but after the lectures and sharing session, when they board the frigate for a trip out to sea, i was the only one left behind because i need to stay with the driver.. WTF!!! once in a lifetime chance (unless i sign on naval officer), and i just saw it slip right through my fingers.. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw another big ship while i was inside the base.. never thought i would see one in my life, as that ship is only use for long distance assault deployments.. absolutely cool.. too bad that was the smaller version of that class of ships..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before sending Chairman home, he requested for a detour to a place near Yiwen's house.. reached there, i went with him to "pick up" some stuff he was supposed to pick up in the morning.. to my surprise, he walked into a friggin Bird Shop.. with me in full No. 3 in tow.. everyone was staring at him, but mainly me, cos it is really weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending him home, i thought that was the end of my problems, and had actually planned to just fall out and go home to rest (been sleeping late the past few days due to some planning stuff still undone).. but something cock-up in camp, so end up i had to rush back to camp to rectify it.. flared up abit, but i was contented to see that some of the superiors are more willing to cooperate with me when i am in that mood.. perhaps i should be like this more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family had a surprised dinner at Clark Quay's Renn Thai.. so i had to rush down there.. in my No. 3 uniform.. dropped by Plaza Singapura to get a Star Wars figurine (ETA2 Jedi Starfighter).. luckily not Naboo Starfighter.. else that day will really end very badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened, except for the crowd being dressed up in Halloween Costumes.. after dinner actually i wanted to go straight home, but i thought that i would look so out of place since everyone was in costume, so i walked around with my family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;i can still remembered celebrating Yiwen's birthday last year with her class.. blindfolding her and making her walk from Marina Square all the way to Suntec.. but what sticks most is what Xinyu said, "不要啦。 她会生气。" when they suggested that i piggyback her.. got me down and depressed for a week and a half.. hope she will be happy tomorrow.. especially after seeing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-4.gif" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f5fffa;"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0581copy1.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f5fffa;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt; that i helped touch up abit.. she will kill me when she see the pic here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today i basically just computer-ed and piano-ed at home, before going out to print some photo and meet Xinyu to pass her something at Ang Mo Kio Hub (by the way, she never turn up.. i passed it to someone meeting her)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at Foodfare.. brings back some nightmares of Tekong Food.. but did saw a few familiar faces there.. including one NYJC teacher and my NCC senior in CCHSM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove back, with my dad by my side and my grandparents at the back.. not a very good experience since,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the brakes feel different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i keep turning over my head to check blind spot, got scolded for that (WHY???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. expressway jammed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. stupid lorry in front keep braking suddenly, and without warning (brake lights not working properly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. a car tailgated me in the car park, cant park the lot i originally selected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. last but not least, i am a newbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess since this is the first time it is normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this car at AMK Hub car park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00439copy.jpg" wodth="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is Yiwen's Birthday, and my Cousin's 21st Birthday Celebration.. think it is going to be extremely packed, and i may only be able to attend one.. sadly i cant choose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7064003848238690877?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7064003848238690877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7064003848238690877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7064003848238690877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7064003848238690877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-generally-quite-pissed-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8250809395261973917</id><published>2008-10-30T23:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:39:17.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my driving test today.. passed it, but still kena 16 points due to my carelessness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Shawn after my test, had dinner and shopped for his "supplies"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.. need to rest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-7487788919315981039</id><published>2008-10-27T15:02:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:38:38.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warning: Explicit Language..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/zlTC92dTv7GkdbuhijGEIw.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;Yiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;'s birthday is coming up this sunday, but i dunno.. i seem to lack the motivation to help plan for any celebrations/meet ups/anything.. i still remember the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-after-2-weeks-of-training.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt; i sent to her on her birthday last yr because i was still in camp.. she even 'forgot' to reply for a whole month.. goes to show how important i am to her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;came back not long ago from Sim Lim Square to get my cousin's 21th Birthday present.. i am extremely pissed now.. to the extent that i am really thinking of burning down that fucking shop that sold me the PSP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around sourcing for PSP prices.. so far that shop was the cheapest.. quote me $300.. then say add another $40 to configure it to be played without UMD (first mistake).. said that the (fucking) technician can do it.. so i thought ok.. just let him do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i paid for the PSP before he start to mod it.. price $374 after GST.. but modify already end up the PSP slow like fuck.. take 3 minutes to load a simple game.. he told me initially that modifying it will cause it to slow down.. expected it a little, cos we are messing with the system.. but what the fuck?? 3 minutes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point i already feeling damn sian.. know that i am getting cheated liao.. then the asshole had the cheek to offer to up the speed for $200 (second mistake).. i wanted to take the PSP and shove it up his ass already.. my sis then bargained down to $130.. he even offered to take my PSP to the (fucking) technician to make it run without UMD.. i told him mine not important.. my cousin's one is the priority.. i am confirmed at that time that his modifying of the PSP did in fact edited the running speed of the PSP, to make me pay more.. but what to do? i already paid for the PSP, then slow like fuck like that cannot possibly give to my cousin.. so bo bian.. i paid the $130..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took the PSP, went out and disappeared.. i was talking to my sis about him conning us.. then i realise he was sitting outside drinking coffee.. ok so i thought he was letting the (fucking) technician do the stuff for us.. then he saw me staring at him.. he walked in, pulled out the PSP from his pocket and said that it is done.. fuck there was no technician.. he was fucking with me the whole time.. he then packed everything up for me and even had the nerve to ask me to wish my cousin happy birthday.. worst thing i cant stand is he still smiling and being so nice while trying to con us.. FUCK YOU!!!! YOU CAN BURN IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE ASSHOLE!!!! i seriously regretted not shoving the PSP up his asshole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back on the bus home, i told my cousin about the increase in $170 in the price.. they also sian, but paid already.. cannot do anything about it.. then i was fiddling my own PSP, and i realise.. except for the modification, which he used his own hacked memory stick, I CAN DO THE REST OF THE MODIFICATIONS MYSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i up and decrease the speed.. everything worked.. i did the UMD-less modification.. totally fine.. fuck.. $170 wasted.. think i will absorb that.. wont want my cousins to pay more just for my stupidity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING SIM LIM SQUARE.. FUCK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;i remembered how i was collecting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1198/1444720615_7b8fc78801.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;saga seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt; since August during my training last year.. one for each day i never saw her.. 147 days (21 weeks) in fact.. which is more than half of my OCS training.. last time i saw her was way before i entered OCS.. intended to give her as a birthday gift, but the seeds kinda rotted before i got the chance to see her again.. guess it was never meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok feeling a little better after venting off.. just a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Istana this morning with my grandparents and family.. nothing much.. just that it is a tad to big for a small country like Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00434.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00435.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the golf course part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00436.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the fountain before the actual building.. didnt manage to take that.. cameras not allowed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt stay long.. grandparents too tired from climbing up the hill.. so we went Plaza Singapura to shop for groceries, before my sis and i went to the fucking Sim Lim Square to get the PSP.. continue above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;this year, i really just lack the motivation to do anything for her.. knowing that in the end, the chances that she will appreciate it may be less than nil.. someone asked me whether i still like her.. i &lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;really do, even after getting angry at her, disappointed at her, frustrated over her lack of communication, it still hasnt changed the way i feel about her.. maybe i shouldnt expect too much and just be her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/34736667656981l.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;guardian &lt;s&gt;angel&lt;/s&gt; devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on a separate note.. played with a website called &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com/" target="blank"&gt;Photofunia&lt;/a&gt; last night.. nice to play with some of the old &lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/z_aUyoVXLT0nZUmAsmLjcg.jpg" target="blank"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt; to allow your memories to retain the feel/generate the correct feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f5fffa;"&gt;it always gave me a melancholic feel whenever i saw my Commissioning Ball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/GoKlZrhzp4VAivJ5vpx6bA.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;.. makes me wonder whether&lt;/span&gt; did i missed out on my chance, or was there ever a chance at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/OcbGmLeQ0h3YaiThNRx22A.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm dunno.. i kinda like this picture to look like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for venting my anger here.. if anyone is traumatized.. i am sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mees yehtsatonre asdro w.. yll uf erac kool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#efeffb;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-5185280430643619403</id><published>2008-10-19T21:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:40:37.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>made a stupid big mistake today.. went for an auto car lesson in the morning because it was part of the syllabus (luckily).. considerably easy as compared to driving manual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home to rest for awhile, before going for my manual driving lessons in the afternoon.. or so i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reach Sengkang, i was first surprised when there were 2 students going to the same car.. so the instructor called the head office.. apparently, we both are not suppose to come for this time slot.. so i called home and ask my sis to check my timing on the ticket.. lesson slot is correct.. from 1245h to 1615h.. but it is on the friggin 18 October!!! dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so effectively, i just threw about $140 down the drain.. and 3 more lessons before my test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i calmed down from cursing and swearing at myself, i realised that perhaps i actually remembered the wrong date.. been forgetting lots of stuff lately but this was the worst.. i shall not assume any dates any more.. gonna put down as phone calender reminder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;there was one period, the period when i was extremely depressed over some relationship stuff, when i was straightening my thoughts, that i thought you were so close to me that i actually stood a chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in order to "relax", i went down to Plaza Singapura to catch a movie.. any movie.. just wanna find somewhere to take my mind off myself for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was deciding between 画皮 and Max Payne, but decided to watch the latter because 1. it is a new movie, and 2. it looks interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="436" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/l_467197_b7ffe726.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretted my decision after the movie.. this movie is full of action, but that is the only thing i felt good about the movie, perhaps also Mila Kunis.. it was confusing, and the criminals acted a little too silly.. like when Max Payne jumped into a freezing river to escape from bullets, the bad guys just exclaimed, "never mind, he will freeze to death anyway." and just walk away.. goes to show how sloppy they do their job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus the drug Valkyr that the movie revolves around.. not too sure whether it makes the user invincible, or just feel invincible and incredibly stupid at the same time.. the only confirmed effect i can see is the user seeing Ryuk-like creatures from Death Note flying all over the place.. cant see how that helps in dodging bullets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie's roots in Norse Mythology, the Valkyries and Ragnarok, seems quite cool though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should have watched 画皮..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;guess i was wrong about you.. wrong about myself.. wrong about everything i thought was possible and assumed could happen.. reality is never as simple as i hope for it to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came out at PS, i got a shock when i saw this at level 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00433.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that whole group of people over at the other side are Filipinos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;but still, even though i am holding on to the glimmer of hope, my own foolish notion of hope, i cant help but wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at first i thought they were queueing up for tickets, but i overheard some Filipinos enquiring about the "group movie" at the ticketing counter and was turned down because they came alone.. they literally clogged up the only way up by standing at the escalator exit.. the lifts were under renovation at level 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;everyone has been extremely nice and caring towards you because you seem small and 'vulnerable'.. everyone treats you nice.. i had been trying my best to be better than everyone else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, i went Simply Toys to try my luck at getting a minature X-Wing again.. but got the Naboo Fighter.. 2nd one.. suay sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to see the Lego X-Wing Fighter though.. $129.. according to my budget plan, that will have to queue somewhere around February or March next year, after my MG Sinanju..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Caesars to look at the sword replicas.. the one i was eyeing was bought T_T it was not originally on my budget, but just looking at it makes me want to own it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;but do you take notice? or are you so used to people treating you nicely that you take things for granted? and that a caring act of kindness that will finally catch your attention is almost impossible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really is not my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EFEFFB;"&gt;i honestly hope not.. you seem too good to be able to do such stuff.. i sincerely hope you are the perfect person i had always imagine that you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eesl lahsuoy dna senil eht nee wtebd aer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5185280430643619403?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5185280430643619403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5185280430643619403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5185280430643619403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5185280430643619403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/10/made-stupid-big-mistake-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2730924677255961187</id><published>2008-10-18T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:28:07.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been very long since i last post.. 26 days to be exact.. partially lazy, but also trying to complete one of the more sophisticated models i have done so far.. so going to be quite a long entry.. but main highlight for the past almost one month, is just my birthday celebration with friends, me pia-ing all sorts of loner-style stuff, &lt;s&gt;and of course, Shawn and his girlfriend&lt;/s&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first.. 云岗 gang celebrated my birthday with me on the 27th Sept.. could only join them later in the afternoon, because my mom's cousin from China is visiting my house.. so gotta &lt;s&gt;protect my Model Collection from the little pest that is tagging along&lt;/s&gt; be a good host and stay at home till they left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got abit lost in Sentosa, plus some confusion about Fish n Co. n "something" n Co., i ended up running from the Beach Station to Siloso beach.. up and down a few times.. not exactly a nice way to start the evening.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached, they had finished eating, so they bought a Cookie 'n' Cream/ Rum 'n' Raisin ice cream for both Ming Jue and Me.. had to blow the &lt;s&gt;spoons&lt;/s&gt; candles and cut the &lt;s&gt;scoop of ice cream&lt;/s&gt; cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they bought me this leather wallet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00430.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00431.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks very expensive, but because of my slightly rough lifestyle, can see that the edges getting abit &lt;em&gt;cui&lt;/em&gt; already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch a midnight movie cos Yiwen wanted to watch.. not everyone could make it, so ended up Justin, Peifen, Yiwen n me went only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1sht_mammamia_lg.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice musical.. never read the story, but enjoyed it.. except the part where the old ladies were jumping around like little kids, and Pierce Brosnan singing.. disturbing to see James Bond burst into song to express his love.. normally he lets the shooting do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my birthday rotting at home.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with Shawn and Tracy on Monday.. went to the newly opened 新旺香港茶餐厅 at Plaza Singapura.. chatted and discuss about our ORD trip.. most probably to Japan.. YAY!!! Land of the Gundams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of which.. the present Tracy, Simin and Shawn gave me was a 1000 piece puzzle of a Gundam obliterating a Zaku from the Universal Century Timeline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to watch 画皮..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="373" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/U2519P28T3D2026501F326DT20080514215.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great movie.. better than what i expected, and they even managed to make it partially a comedy.. was actually contemplating to watch it another time during the 26 days, but the weeknights are kinda busy because i regularly do OT, and the weekends were packed (forgot why also)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the puzzle they bought for me.. took me 3 days to complete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00423.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the explosion and the ground and the clouds portion of the puzzle was difficult.. basically, anywhere on the puzzle that is not the big Gundam gave me a mild cross eye after i was done.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then intro the presents i bought for myself.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sonic Gear Evo 5 Speaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00432.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very powerful, with great amplifiers and a sub-woofer.. i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. X-Minimax Capsule Speaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00419.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very small, but has its own amplifier and even a mini sub woofer in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00420.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;size compared to my PSP.. this is the storage mode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00418.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even managed to make a little "room theatre system" together with my PSP.. hahaa.. watched The Dark Knight on it.. abit small on the screen, but the sound was great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Macross VF-25F Alto's Unit Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow where to start.. erm this is the first time i trying wet slide decals, which was why this model took almost 2 weeks instead of just 4 days.. not 100% happy with the results, as the decals keep getting scratched off by the model kit, and also my grandma and youngest sister who couldnt resist fiddling with my incomplete model.. btw i think this is the first Macross model that uses minimal part swapping for transformation (only the hands).. meaning it is as realistic as it can get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00424.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Fighter mode.. going to display it in this mode because being a transformable model, the joints are relatively stiff and the transformation is flimsy, which makes it harder to pose in a dynamic pose instead of a static pose.. i.e. it is easier being a plane than a robot =) get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00427.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the Gerwalk mode.. half plane half robot.. btw this is not me playing with the transformation.. this is REALLY a mode of the Macross plane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00428.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the Battloid mode.. final transformation of the model.. like i said, posability isnt as good as the other Gundams i have, but still passable i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00425.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the model taken next to the very first model i had.. it was a old Macross VF1-S.. got it at around kindergarten.. my dad built it, and my guardian's son spray painted it for me(he build Aeroplane models).. then my sisters thrash and smashed it into this state, and i kept what parts that survived.. which is actually about 60% of the model.. quite a history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;amp; 5. Pre-ordered Gundam Models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming projects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="325" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/zgmf-x19a.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG Infinite Justice.. coming in mid November..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="325" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0f3daa151a.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG Sinanju.. Early January.. this one is going to be a monster.. big and beautiful.. dont disappoint me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just want to be a part of your life, but i am just tired now.. tired of alot of stuff.. tired of me, tired of you.. guess it was never meant to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2730924677255961187?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2730924677255961187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2730924677255961187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2730924677255961187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2730924677255961187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-been-very-long-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1187858466353917364</id><published>2008-09-22T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:57:50.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;direct from my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/allwyn" target="_blank"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; 4 years ago..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 22, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say so much happened 4 e past 2 wks...it is an understatement...so much...prelims...dengue...guinea pigs giv birth....den 1 of the babies is sort of deformed or handicapped...e mother rejects it...so hve 2 try 2 hand raise...his...i tink is a he...hind 2 legs cant move much...den is also very small...2day 2nd day liao...quite lucky 2 live so long...i tink...but dis morn he started shaking...dunno y...feel quite helpless as he juz keep shaking...tink he is in pain or wad...haix...ke lian leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really is a damn understatement...haix...ke lian de baby...i juz went over 2 check on him...he's stiff all over...not breathing...dis time i really feel so hopeless...so helpless...to see a living creature suffer n yet cant do anything 2 help...i really feel so hopeless...maybe it was meant to be...maybe he wasnt meant to live at all...4 someone who has only days to live...it is easier to giv up their lives than people who has lived for decades...may you rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dedication to one of my most memorable friend,Reversi the black white guinea pig (20/09/2004 - 22/09/2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crippled, abandoned by parents, ostracize by his siblings, shunned by his species, with no one for company but strangers.. he suffered much more than i ever did in his short life.. rest in peace old friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always post this every year.. dont wanna write something new about it, becuase people heal through time, and the feeling when i wrote that there and then would of course be the one with the most feel.. dont even think my sisters remember him anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a bowling cohesion at The Chevrons in the afternoon.. 107 118 104.. not bad for 3 games after such a long time since i last played..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.. i am starting to like driving.. think it is quite fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1187858466353917364?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1187858466353917364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1187858466353917364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1187858466353917364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1187858466353917364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/09/direct-from-my-old-blog-4-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1949904708163725741</id><published>2008-09-21T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:27:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I regularly checked on the small guy, making sure he's not uncomfortable or anything. I even helped him exercised his hind legs, hoping that his legs will grow stronger. He's putting in effort, considering how hard he tried to move and kick those malformed legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried to see if Binnie would accept him, but she still treat him as though he was invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day, he was able to crawl about in his make-shift cage made by yours truly. He was unable to stay in the original cage for fear of being crushed by the parents who don't give a damn about his existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimmer of hope for him, or so we thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in camp yesterday doing duty, so couldnt exactly do a proper post with some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically nothing exciting happened since 03 Sept.. the whole 3 weeks was so boring until i can feel dust coating my brain cells.. also a sudden curfew at 12 midnight was implimented by my father.. no idea what was his actual reasoning, but i really cant be bothered to argue with him anymore.. so blatantly stubborn to the extent that he only believes what he believes and dismiss everything as incorrect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only time i can rmb going out with friends is to send Yong Ting into BMT.. originally wanted to send him to Pasir Ris Interchange and say goodbye to him.. but end up we went all the way to Tekong, took the bus tour, met up with more ppl, had lunch with Yong Ting's family, and finally sending him off to his platoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, he is in Hawk Platoon 2, which was the platoon that Clarence was assigned to.. but due to dunno what reason, Clarence changed to Platoon 4, together with Alvin Choy from NYJC.. the world is such a small place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok other than that, NCC Day Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1a17b0ac.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/b7c5e36b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.. got to shake the hand of Minister of Defense.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the rooftop of the building i work in camp to inspect some stuff.. took some "official" pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0226.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_0222.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that for this picture, i am standing at the edge of the building.. quite scary actually, cos the wind up there is relatively strong enough to push me off balance at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere withing these 3 weeks i got so stressed up my mind went hyperactive again.. keep thinking and thinking and thinking.. most thoughts are ok.. some are downright weird.. think it made me break away from society from awhile.. mental isolation.. forgotten how i came out of it but it is much better now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to next week.. think the need to chill is getting overwhelming from the stress and boredom.. because too much stress = bored.. surprisingly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1949904708163725741?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1949904708163725741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1949904708163725741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1949904708163725741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1949904708163725741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/09/continued.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8375526527552916535</id><published>2008-09-20T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:58:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;In dedication to one of my most memorable friend,&lt;br /&gt;the black and white guinea pig, Reversi (20/9/2004 - 22/9/2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;four years ago,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in school when i recieved a sms, "&lt;em&gt;hey bro,binnie juz gif birth 2 baby, but she rejecting one of them&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was shocked to see that one of the baby guinea pig had a deformed lower body. His lower back and lower legs are smaller than it should be, an he was struggling just to crawl about, dragging itself with its two front legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binnie, the mother, just treated him like he was trash. I don't blame her, because this is the way nature works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I couldn't just watch him die of starvation, so my sisters and I decided to care for him ourselves. We fed it rice water through a syringe, and tried to care of him a way a mother would care for a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was all white, with a black patch on his forehead. We wanted to bring him to a vet, but by the time our parents came home, it was very late, and my mother said to wait for awhile to see if his back legs would grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to right: Binnie, Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/archieandbinnie.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8375526527552916535?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8375526527552916535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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awhile since i last blogged.. same &lt;s&gt;excuses&lt;/s&gt; reasons everytime.. tired, busy, blah blah.. will try to keep the blog updated, but its really been kinda stressful and busy these 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i'd keep my rantings on NS short.. stupid MAJ(NCC) broke more records and pissed off more people.. nothing new.. after nxt tuesday i will be free from his clutches till further notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok glad that is out of the way.. lemme see.. right went Gotham Penthouse @ Clark Quay for the NUS Engin Bash '08 last friday.. it is a pageant held by the Engineering Faculty of NUS (my future faculty).. didnt exactly interact or saw much (place was quite dark), so cant exactly judge what kind of people the Engineering Faculty of NUS is like.. but hope they are a fun bunch of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bc1771f1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiying won the female portion(cant exactly win both, unless you are something like Zhe Hao, who probably will not win anything in the first place), winning some vouchers for modelling agencies (what are those for??) we also discovered the usefulness of the Night Rider, though the experience was sitting on a half dozen ton Daytona race car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my friends BOGAME Day event on saturday.. stands for Board Game Day.. heard that they even wanted to make 3 mascots named Bo, Ga &amp;amp; Me.. but sadly ran out of budget.. hahaa.. it was a nice function, we played some shooting card game and a game called Citadels.. all was fun until we got the news that Yong Ting's grandmother just passed away.. so he rushed off, the rest went to KFC to chill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main highlight of us chilling out at KFC is essentially our bashing of Church practices.. i know it is a sensitive issue, but seeing that one of the guys in my group 'converted' to Christianity for a less-than-noble purpose, we cant help to think that is the church really helping him become a better person, or simply just ignoring his mistakes and telling him he is forgiven, while he goes round making the same mistakes and pissing everyone off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so this week is kinda dont-feel-like-going-back-to-work kind of week.. partially due to the massive amount of datelines and some pending stuff with superiors i refuse to do for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the wake of so much stress, and no new Gundam that i want, i decided to build an A frame.. the exact replica of the one which kept me a little drier than usual during the survival in Brunei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00378.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is called an A frame for the 2 'A' at the side supporting the structure.. this is better than a tent as it helps keep your stuff off the ground in case of flooding, which happens all the time in Brunei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00379.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the tying of the knots exactly like what i did when i was in Brunei.. tedious, but the concentration is a good relaxation from reality.. though in Brunei i tied it with bits of vine and twigs.. strings are a luxury..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00381.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also added a step as the bedding was around my chest level.. due to the lack of food climbing that high is considered very tiring at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00382.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the roofing is done by the stitching method, where the leaves are laid over one another in a single direction so the water will be channeled to one side.. quite effective.. didnt have leaves so i use green torn paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00388.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly the same thing i was doing most of the time.. sitting on my A frame away from the sun, carving my weapon, utensils and triggers for my trap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00384.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;size in comparison to a 1/100 Gundam.. actual comparison of size would be half that.. i.e. i would only come up to the Gundam's waist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that i managed to finish it.. considering doing up a whole model of my survival site in Brunei, which includes fireplace, spear, fishing rod, monitor lizard trap, utensils and of course a hole in the ground to act as toilet.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on my way to driving lessons yesterday when i thought of a crazy idea.. checked around with the people involved and the next morning, i am on my way to airport even before the public transport services starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn drove me to the airport damn early in the morning so we could send Tian Tian off to Taiwan.. we were also trying to meet up, so i thought this was the last attempt before she flies.. unexpectedly met Yiwen there, and we all had breakfast and chat a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to camp in a cab.. $22+ cab charge.. insanely high, i think it is the highest i gotten so far (Yiwen's was around $32).. would have been cheaper if Shawn just sent us both to our destinations.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i almost forgot how much i like you.. i was angry for awhile, but i became tired.. yet after so long, all the stuff came rushing back.. just because i saw u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;misc stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIQUo5Si_WA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome scene from St. Maarten.. the airport has a particularly short runway that ends just 40 feet from beach..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2529437420581130269?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2529437420581130269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2529437420581130269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i managed to keep my reflexes and most of my logic.. blabbered nonsense a little and felt as though i taken 10 drowsy Antihistamine pills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda wasted now.. nuff said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1009143390455200630?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1009143390455200630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1009143390455200630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1009143390455200630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Saturday is just the usual, go grandparent's house in the evening, chill out with cousins.. PSP, bridge (card game), play with baby Benjamin, chit-chat.. relaxing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached back home, i got a call from Beien asking to go ICE3 (read: ICE CUBE) @ Serangoon Gardens.. couldnt resist the Rum &amp;amp; Rasins ice cream waffles from that place, so i went down and meet them at Serangoon MRT for Justin to fetch me before we all go there.. apparently, my getting down there from Boon Keng by MRT is almost 25 mins faster than their travelling by car from Sengkang.. they 'holland'* all the way till Ang Mo Kio Industrial Estate.. really dunno what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ICE3 ran out of Rum &amp;amp; Rasins before we got there T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was more exciting i would say.. went back for Karate lesson after a month and a half of absence due to one reason and another.. muscles ached like hell from training due to the lack of use for such a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening was a gathering with my parent's circle of close friends and their children.. the 11 of us kids grew up together, so i would say we are kinda close, though recently the different paths we are taking while growing up is starting to force us apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main purpose of the gathering is to meet up (DUH!!).. other than that, is to also watch Singapore's &lt;s&gt;hopeless&lt;/s&gt; hopeful chance at winning an Olympic Gold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we youngsters kinda got tired of waiting for the show to start, so we went to the living room of one of the house to play the Nintendo Wii, while the cute and lovable Stretchy watches from one side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00352.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretchy's the lil dog.. just in case people gets confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were playing a game called Rock Band for Wii.. super fun sia.. wish i could have a Wii now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="220" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/944731_20080625_screen009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screen shot of game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend had a guitar, a drum set and a microphone for us to play with.. the guitar and drum set is quite self-explanatory, just follow the beats.. the microphone follows the bar shown in the top of the picture.. quite amusing when u hear people trying to change the tone of their voice so the arrow stays within the bar.. sounds very awkward.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a back-to-camp day.. just the usual stuff.. a MAJ(NCC) tried to back stab two 2LTs, say that they are a mockery of the Officer Corps.. but personally i think he is trying to waste everyone's time because he thinks he has lots.. the Unit Sergeant Major also thought so, so he nicely &lt;em&gt;scolded&lt;/em&gt; the MAJ(NCC) back.. normal morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after morning run, the Sergeant Major, a likable MAJ(NCC), and 3 NSFs (me included) went Mandai Crematorium for the cremation of one of the CPT(NCC)'s grandfather.. we sort of represent NCC, and since the 5 of us knew her the most (i would not say best la), so we volunteered to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, Christian funerals kinda freaked me out when they start to preach about eternal life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, and had an urge to flip through the old photos, so i did.. spending 3 hours in the process, much laughter, followed by much horror when i saw the amount of packing up i needed to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few of the pics i dug up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-3copy.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-3copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Kindergarten field trip to the zoo.. didnt remember anything of that though.. but that girl in the picture i remember.. she was my Group leader (Group 1).. good little girl.. cute one too now that i saw the pic and remembered.. only bad memory of her was that she once pulled out a clump of my hair for no reason at all.. hmmm.. she looks kinda familiar though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-2copy-1.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-2copy-1.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met this boy on a trip to Indonesia.. him and me were the only 2 kids in the tour group, so we hang out together all the time.. didnt remember this but my dad said his family suay suay stayed in a haunted chalet over there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-5copy.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img height="272" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-5copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think this was supposed to be my childhood 'sweetheart'.. my dad's friend's daughter.. one year younger than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-4copy.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img height="276" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-4copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-'" nothing much to say bout this, except that i was only 2 yrs old then.. 不知者无罪 right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. *holland = lost their way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3311225740122358084?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-7631553177940594079</id><published>2008-08-15T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:58:23.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took half day off, so i went AMK Hub to watch Money No Enough 2.. ok movie, though some of the jokes you must really know hokkien to understand the pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at MOS Burger.. was contemplating that after i gotten my ticket, so i immediately made my way to the one beside Jubilee, only to pass by one inside AMK Hub itself.. guess my memories are failing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while eating, i remembered talking to Shawn at the MOS Burger beside Jubilee about sitting by, eating and relaxing while watching the world go by.. so since i had 45 mins more, i took my time to eat my meal.. this guy with a black nose ring was eyeing my couple-seat-by-the-wall for 20 mins before i finally gave it up to these 2 office ladies who happened to walked by.. too bad for him i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the movie, while waiting for the bus, i saw something weird.. there was this girl by herself, wearing a school uniform that i never saw before.. pinafore with crest, but didnt make out the school name (rude to &lt;s&gt;stare&lt;/s&gt; look at the crest, especially on such a 'strategic' position on the uniform).. i would say 15 yrs old at the most.. partial China-Chinese.. short hair.. and perhaps a partial retarded look on her face i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about 3/4 way near the end of the poles/railings to sit, when she just walked to the old man to my right and started chatting with him.. i was plugged into my MP3 so i couldnt exactly make out what she was saying.. didnt pay much attention to her at this point, but since she cut about half the queue i assume she knew that guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shocked me was that the old man suddenly wriggled his way out and went to the rear of the queue, and started peeking to the front (sounds weird, but it happened).. that one is an indicator for "&lt;em&gt;hmmm.. something is not right..&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup anyway she then cut right across me.. i had half a mind to stick out my feet and stop her, but i thought it was just one girl, so i didnt bother.. she went to the old man on my left (seems to like old man), and started talking to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought something was not right, so i partially remove my left earpiece to hear what they were talking about.. the first sentence i heard made me wanna dig my ears clean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hi uncle 你好.. 要和我做朋友吗? 我们可以一起玩好玩的东西喔..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously thought she was joking, but the look on her face and the shock on the uncle's say otherwise.. he ignored her.. so she slowly made her way down the queue, talking to (i lost count) people along the way, trying very hard (as far as i can see) to strike up a conversation with the male portion of the species.. she stopped at the second man from the front of the queue.. not sure why though, but at that point everyone was staring at her, not because of what she said, but rather her blatant queue cutting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read about stuffs called jail baits, but never really thought i would see one in real life.. here in Singapore some more.. Japan maybe, but Singapore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus she sat beside another uncle in the front and started chatting with him, one-sided chat actually, but think he got irritated and dropped off at the 3rd stop.. an old lady took over the seat, and that girl was surprisingly quiet ever since..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and these 2 uncles sitting behind me were talking extremely loudly about that girl (i can hear them through my MP3).. not very nice stuff, but most i was just laughing and shaking my head, cos i can &lt;s&gt;see&lt;/s&gt; hear that they are more of trying to convince themselves that convincing each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other less interesting stuff that happened during the day would be a Co-Ordination meeting for a Orienteering Competition to be held next week.. of the 1 hour allocated, half an hour was taken up by a &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC)&lt;/em&gt;.. frankly i am not as surprised or shocked anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he spent most of the time saying his favourite phrase, "I just want to clarify..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another words, he meant, "I need someone to be responsible for this.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i am not sure why he wants to do that.. cos EVERYONE knows what kind of person HE is.. EVERYONE can see what HE is trying to do.. yet HE just do it anyway.. either-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. his skull is so thick and he is such an idiot that he thinks he is fooling everyone or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. his skin is so thick that he can dont care about what others think of him or-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. he is just a dumbass anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i would pick all the above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so first half hour was seeing everyone of high rank trying to shout him down and get on with the rest of the meeting, while he is raising his voice to try to get someone to agree and take responsibility for the safety plan he came up with.. though i rank not high enoug, but still got a chance to shout him down so it kinda made my day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on a separate matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a chance to start watching the series Heroes.. very very nice.. the plot itself is a multiple storyline being interwoven, much like a DNA which the whole series is based upon (genetics).. meets frequently, but yet never connecting for long, not like those stories which concentrate on a main organisation of heroes, where some episodes are dedicated to the introduction of hero/heroine backgrounds before they join that organisation to fight together.. no this series is more of stories of individual heroes trying to find meaning, purpose in their powers and protecting the people they love around them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="304" src="http://www.cucirca.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/heroes_promo.jpg" width="460" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show itself also touched on alot of morale and logical issues.. very good food for thoughts.. sadly there are only 34 episodes up to date, and Season 3 is to be released only on 22nd September..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my favourite characters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiro Nakamura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/f6e4195e.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easily the most likable of the lot.. i think he possesses the strongest singular power in the series so far.. the ability to affect space-time continuum.. which effectively means he can teleport through space and time, and has the ability to slow, stop or speed up(hasnt been shown) time.. he is also a strong follower of values and principles, and rarely betrays them for any reason whatsoever.. innocence or ignorance, i cant judge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylar (Gabriel Gray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/27430566.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main antagonist for Season 1, his primary ability is to determine how things work.. throughout his quest for more power, he has literally ingested the powers of numerous others by cutting out their brains and eating it.. however savage he is portrayed in the first few episodes, he is still a lonely and insecure person when he realises that he is about to kill millions in a nuclear blast from within him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even sought out his mother and tries to avert the disaster by staying with her.. but as fate decrees, or the writer, or whatever is best for the interests of the series, he is rejected by his mom as a freak and goes berserk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle Bishop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5d85e439.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though she came out for less than 10 mins in the series so far (i watched until Season 2 Episode 6 only), i like her character and her ability to generate and manipulate electricity.. sure will feel good firing electric bolts that can fry your opponents quickly instead of the ones shown in Star Wars which leaves the victim smoking and stunned.. no offence, but think she is better in this field than Darth Sidious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of power.. i feel that personally i am a changed person compared to before i entered OCS.. before that, i have always had respect to anyone that is senior to me, especially when it comes to age.. but ever since i went through OCS and now in NCC, i have seen (enough of) the ugly side of people, and will treat everyone new with suspicion instead of respect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, but i guess power has changed how people view me, and in turn has changed how i view myself.. not sure whether this is for good or for ill, but so far growing up hasnt been that hopeful for me, as i am being increasingly exposed to the dirty world of office politics and the dark, perhaps true, side of human nature in a modern society.. can you imagine the disappointment when the people whom you normally look up to for leadership and guidance are the ones who are violating the values they advocated.. sometimes it makes me lose hope in humanity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely not born nor raised this way, but if force by circumstances, i will become what i dislike in order to survive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7631553177940594079?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7631553177940594079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7631553177940594079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7631553177940594079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7631553177940594079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/08/took-half-day-off-so-i-went-amk-hub-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7320961074661144765</id><published>2008-08-08T21:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:28:48.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time since i blogged.. either stuck in camp doing OT or simply too tired to do anything when i reach home but sleep.. bear with my random rantings cos the thoughts are kinda disorganised and jumbled up in my head right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie's chalet was fun.. played Jenga, cards, chit chat at Mac Cafe until they chased us out, cycling then tried out roller blading (big blister.. still not healed till now), bbq, all in 2 days.. enjoyed myself lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i can remember after that is Melissa's chalet.. the whole week in between is just a blank.. felt quite bad that we played Bridge for the whole 2+ to 3 hours that we were there.. then heard that she didnt have a birthday cake cos it went MIA together with her friend that was not feeling well, so we sort of faked that we were leaving and cheong to Coffeebean to get her a cake.. ended up in our hurry Shawn made a few driving blunders, but who am i to criticise.. i havent even gotten my license yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the same weekend is my cousin's son's 1st month-niversary.. we cousins decided to pop by earlier to play some sports.. played tennis, basketball and volleyball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this while shooting the hoops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/71f6906c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circular rainbow around the sun.. remembered the last time i saw this was during my OCS outfield training.. too bad that one we couldnt capture on film.. that happened during a cloudless day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so after freshening up we went to celebrate my cousin's son's (gets abit irritating after awhile) month-niversary.. lots of people there.. think easily over a hundred..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/f0e9df82.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/a0286bf3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy lil Benjamin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis found this in one of the grass patch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/752168ca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is an actual four leave clover.. wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after that this whole week was also quite blurry in my mind now.. just remembered it wasnt a good week at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movies i watched this week (may be more.. perhaps i forgotten)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="376" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0501f8bc.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice movie, a kind of mellowed down sci-fi series that i think is quite promising, cos it portrays a parallel universe instead of a totally new era.. good storyline.. think i will watch all 3 movies before considering going after the series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="398" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ea307596.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice movie, entertaining and laughable.. NSFW btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="331" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/a4c7391f.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why critics blasted this movie, but i think this is one movie that shows more down-to-Earth kind of scenario that those other Hollywood cliche movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="334" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/088ddd1a.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this in the theatres.. exciting and action packed, but the storyline is kinda similar to the previous mummy movies.. so not much of a surprise factor in the movies except one or two scenes here and there.. oh and their calling of the Terra Cotta Warriors as mummies kinda disturbs me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/9ee36543.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely one of the best movies i've seen so far.. lots of stuff in the movie gave me much food for thought.. hero or guardian? madman or genius? but then again.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY SO SERIOUS?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;throughout the movie, i felt that most of the things the joker said actually made sense.. he is not like some idiotic madman that is trying to make everyone miserable just for the fun of it, but rather an ingenious madman that is trying to show the society how much humans have decayed.. and as for Harvey Dent, i can understand the relief/anger/disappointment when he saw that Batman came for him instead of Rachel.. for Batman.. duty over self, duty over desire.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of movies.. some final update of my completed Shin Musha Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/77dfa195.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completed, with armaments fully loaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/978729d9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my least favourite of his weapons.. the seemingly useless rifle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0c5ab2e0.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also has a bladed-spear thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5391d9ea.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a katana (by right not supposed to be a katana.. a katana is worn blade facing up.. this is a tachi..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/a6d06389.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly a trident.. looks very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/b1fecb09.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what you looking at, punk??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5853b7c7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i tried.. sort of rates which words you used most for your blog.. interesting.. and evidently Gundam is one of those i used alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Wordle: Dryxhyl" href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/111864/Dryxhyl" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; BORDER-LEFT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ddd 1px solid" src="http://wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/111864/Dryxhyl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0396b46d.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that small little platform jutting out from the corridor is my favourite spot in the flat i lived in.. right outside my grandparent's apartment.. only found on the 11th and 12th floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/560ae922.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gives me a good view of the estate.. i always have the feeling that when i am high up, all the stuff that looks confusing and messed up, suddenly becomes crystal clear.. same thing as what Senna from Bleach: Memories of Nobody said.. good feeling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7320961074661144765?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7320961074661144765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7320961074661144765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7320961074661144765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7320961074661144765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-3357443812512226463</id><published>2008-07-24T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:59:14.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy day.. horribly irritating also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting in the morning, so yup as usual lots of blasting, backstabbing and mudslinging.. i had to tahan MAJ(NCC) trying to back stab me too (succeeded cos i small rank)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway had a change of boss.. and now that my department is under a new department, i am expecting my job scope to triple.. die die DIE DIE.. WHERE IS THE TEACHER COMING IN TO TAKE OVER ME????? I ALMOST CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya kinda frustrated.. feeling quite detached, as though i am living through someone.. and at times i am just saying words that i am not even thinking of, only to find that it all makes sense in the long run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the MAJ(NCC) i didnt have proper time to enjoy conducting stuff.. plus a lil blister i gotten from the weekend chalet, i kinda cant wear my boots.. been in sandals for the past 3 days.. horrible week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily still have my Shin Musha Gundam to cheer me up at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has one interesting piece in its construct.. usually normal Gundam parts come in big 'plates' called 'runners'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2545534830102007197S600x600Q85.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these parts are attached to the runners by 'gates'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2601099980102007197S600x600Q85.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hijacked from &lt;a href="http://midnightfm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Midnight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally, a part has around 3 to 4 gates connecting it to the runner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00304.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has 45 gates.. -_-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit on the disgusting side, but what the heck.. incidentally that is the whole internal frame for the leg of Shin Musha Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the first day (tuesday), i managed to complete one leg only.. still feeling quite sick and not focusing well enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00305.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look!! one leg only.. it can really balance in this position..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the second day, i managed to complete the other leg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00308.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to look cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then decided to finish the job by doing the backpack and the weapons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00309.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks very very nice with all the weapons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the final product so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00310.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very nice, even though it is still lacking one arm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00312.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks very intimidating..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3357443812512226463?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3357443812512226463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=3357443812512226463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3357443812512226463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3357443812512226463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2572369381611104576</id><published>2008-07-21T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:22:19.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>short post.. not feeling that well today, but luckily the weather is on my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of the day wake up already feeling as though never slept at all.. extremely sleepy and disorientated.. was sleeping through most of the bus journey.. halfway i saw a double-deck of the same bus right behind the extremely congested single-deck bus i am in, so i alighted and went to the one behind.. screw the extra charge.. i just wanna sit and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was supposed to be the Conducting Officer for paintball today, but the inclement weather Cat Status keep extending, all the way until the overall conducting decided to cancel all training and proceed with wet weather programmes for the rest of the day.. yay!! more time for me to rest and sleep in my office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so nothing eventful.. mainly just resting in my office and trying to avoid the superiors who seems to be more active in rainy days, prowling the corridors looking for people to throw their weight on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just some updates on my Shin Musha Gundam so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00303.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a whole 3 hour doing up the arm.. very very slow, but cant help it cos my eyes arent focusing properly.. think my sickness/flu is acting up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me another half an hour to build the shoulder armour and gauntlets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00302.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shoulder armour and the gauntlets make the whole suit look very intimidating.. and what's more, its construct is so light that it does not affect the arm at all.. unlike some where the armour or weapon is too heavy the Gundam is totally unable to lift its arm up at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2572369381611104576?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2572369381611104576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2572369381611104576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2572369381611104576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2572369381611104576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-3429360602431442283</id><published>2008-07-19T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:02:35.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to unforeseen circumstances, range ending early because of clash with someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; parade, i am forced by circumstance to attend the wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/395583a8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boarding pass -_-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/d83dd1fb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the 'love boat' that took us for a 2+ hr cruise along the southern side of Singapore.. stopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; for us to view the "Song of the Sea" musical fountain from the sea side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, the whole wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; as bad as i thought it would be.. though the MC had to ask us a few times before people from the back covered up the empty spaces nearer to the couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the ship to set sail, i explored the ship, and sort of walked right into another function at the topmost deck of the ship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/b3096204.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ae78ba07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some of the stuff i did when i felt really bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/875ea1e7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual 'parade' of exchanging rings and vows.. luckily they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; kiss.. and then we were off.. the meal was quite good.. buffet but a big spread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went back camp for Chevron's Family Day.. they were using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; facilities so we had to go back to open the stations.. i was in charge of paintball today, and i saw this when i was setting up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/b69d9dba.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a whole line of Ant Lion larvae pits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/9388d662.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only read about these insects before, and seeing it first hand is really very exciting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for the groups to arrive at our station, a few sergeants and i started digging for the little insects.. managed to dug up a few..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/7104efb9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to that, while exploring the paintball arena i found 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mangosteen&lt;/span&gt; trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ec33f8ba.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plucked these and ate them.. very sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now the fruits inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; camp are as follows: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt;, mango, coconut, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rambutan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mangosteen&lt;/span&gt;.. quite a feast during season period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the progress of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/d8c6e1d9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done up the head and the waist.. the most complicated waist i ever built.. the skirt armour (sounds gay) is individually jointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, before i go for Connie's chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/37983134.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cubone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cosplay&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3429360602431442283?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-2498550285281010675</id><published>2008-07-17T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:40:00.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well its been a hectic week so far.. had some problems with my soon-to-ORD Specialist storing up off-in-lieu and leaves and taking 27 days in a row.. had to have some meetings with Commandant NCC just because of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my DXO, who is many many years older than me, a mother of two and working for hell of a long time, just refuses to do her job and keeps disappearing, never relayed instructions to guard room, so an army Colonel on the way to meet Commandant was detained at the gate.. i gotta see Commandant because of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday some miscommunication made me run all over the place trying to get clearance for the same Colonel and 2 other civilians.. ended up met Commandant to settle all the mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i can be Commandant's morning coffee/tea-break buddy soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway watched Hellboy 2: The Golden Army on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/83cb40af.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shallow plot, but the action is quite good.. i also felt that i am able to empathize with the antagonist of the show, which was one of the main reason why i think the show is good.. also nice to watch Hellboy and Abe emo-ing together.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and had a nice dream last night.. about some ballroom event thingy.. forgot most of it, but just remember that right before i woke up i just invited someone to dance and we were dancing.. never felt that happy for a long time.. woke up smiling actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today ran into some problem with the MAJ(NCC).. trying to wipe his backside off the matter and push everything to me just because i am under him for one project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am only here to give suggestions.. but the job is supposed to be done by you and your men..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock knock? your post is OIC.. not Advisor.. idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;saw this fat guy on the bus today with this huge friggin ass blocking the whole aisle.. and he is just hogging the rear exit, not allowing people into the back thus causing a major jam in the front.. i managed to squeeze past him halfway through the journey, but i couldnt resist using my shoulders to shove him (he wasnt as tall as me anyway).. wonder am i getting arrogant just because i did this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after waiting for soooooo long.. my MG Shin Musha Gundam finally arrived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/5000dd34.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/9f23af07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/282861e5.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the construction technology of the endo-skeleton, sadly, is recycled from the older models.. ToT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/62bd3e8b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete only the torso.. dont wanna rush this project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got a poster along with the Gundam, so i decided to pin it on my wall.. then i thought, why not just take some pics of my room.. from the 3 corners in fact (the fourth one is too cluttered)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/b0eba512.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one was taken from right outside my door.. notice below my bed is a whole stash of Gundam boxes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/0f277f32.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the messy corner of my room.. all my NYJC notes are still stacked up at one side, &lt;s&gt;collecting dust&lt;/s&gt; waiting for me to refer to them some day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/e352a1bd.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after visiting some of the new flats recently, i came to realise that my room isnt that small after all.. and btw yes my house has a fridge in the middle of nowhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so tomorrow is the long &lt;s&gt;dreaded&lt;/s&gt; awaited wedding of 2 of my superiors.. dont think i will be able to go.. conducting live range for the cadets.. dont &lt;s&gt;want it to&lt;/s&gt; think it will end that early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to Connie's birthday chalet this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/37622eda.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view of my camp during sunset.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2498550285281010675?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2498550285281010675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2498550285281010675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2498550285281010675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2498550285281010675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-its-been-hectic-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-4787181633707693321</id><published>2008-07-14T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:45:06.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>been quite a happening weekend.. but had lots of fun.. boring post by the way.. just me reiterating stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out in the late morning to get Tian's present, after that went home to settle some stuff, before going Lakeside MRT to meet the rest for Justin's housewarming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming first.. after so long never enjoy a good swim in swimming pool (OCS training not counted), it was really shiok.. Justin's younger brother Jowin was a small bundle of energy.. just wanting to catch him is irritatingly irritating.. plus his knowledge of the topography around the pool allowed him to weave in and out of the buildings with ease in the beginning.. end up i chose to just ignore him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ next.. i actually volunteered to start the fire, but Justin never told me when.. so while i was swimming his dad already started the fire.. haix.. anyway food was nice.. streaky bacon were like free flow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after clearing up everything we just relaxed in justin's house.. everyone kinda felt lazy to go home, so we just decided to stay over and go home the next day.. went to the rooftop garden (actually 6th floor) to chat.. debated about alot of stuff.. mainly is about the logic behind the bible (i cant see much) and the fanaticism of most churches, the logic behind a person born blind being able to perceive colour in a Near-Death-Experience (NDE), and Beien's refusal to help friends hold onto joss sticks, even though it is not for her to pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup think we talked till 4, then everyone went back to the house cos Peifen wanna knock out le, Justin and Jieyan dont look that awake either.. so i chat with Beien all the way until sunrise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that, but no time to rest.. took out my contacts then immediately went PS to collect Tian's cake.. after that intended to rest at home, but dad keep asking me to run errands.. so i barely made it in time for the gathering.. turns out i am the only one other than the birthday girl that reached on time.. the rest were late.. earliest of the latest was 1/2 hr late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a puzzle-card for Tian.. ended up let everyone tried.. surprisingly everyone took quite awhile to unravel it.. thought it was quite easy.. hmmm.. ya so had a looong lunch, Justin's brother just seem to like irritating me (he came btw.. Justin said he missed us)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup rather uneventful day.. tagged along afters while the girls went shopping.. got some stuff at Diaso.. went home to crash.. end of long weekend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4787181633707693321?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4787181633707693321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4787181633707693321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4787181633707693321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4787181633707693321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1756681808974564585</id><published>2008-07-09T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:01:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing rock wall today again.. wish i could do archery or something for a change, but at least rock wall is better than the &lt;s&gt;battlefield&lt;/s&gt; office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of the office, i sort of feel that i have very few office stuff to settle.. which is no good.. meaning something/someone somewhere is waiting to ambush me in the form of hidden workloads.. sounds abit paranoid but it has happened a few times in the past 4 months.. or perhaps i am just a little lazy and shelved the work, after that i must have forgotten about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today at my bus stop, it was raining heavily, lights are dim, suitable for ghost story/romantic scene/emo background whatever.. anyway the cute Guangyang Sec girl was walking to the bus stop in the &lt;s&gt;arms&lt;/s&gt; umbrella of a guy from the same school.. they also stood side by side at the bus stop.. then yup i thought they were close friends, or at least friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the bus came and we board the bus, i was separated from them both by a fair bit of people.. halfway through the journey, i was surprised that the same guy was standing beside me, but i didnt see the girl.. turns out that she already gotten a seat right behind to us (that guy and me), and they both dont seem to even acknowledge each other's existence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i came up with 2 conclusions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. they had a silent argument and are in a 'cold war' with each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. poor guy was just 'picked up' cos she needed an umbrella, then discarded after use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think conclusion 2 is more plausible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the sort of thing that makes me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/P7060135.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics i took a few days back at a arcade in AMK Hub..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00246.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little boy playing Daytona with his mom.. kinda normal scene.. until -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00248.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00247.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little kid started drifting on manual.. he is like only 7-8 yrs old at least.. drifting before he knows how to run sia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1756681808974564585?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1756681808974564585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1756681808974564585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1756681808974564585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1756681808974564585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/doing-rock-wall-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2592584487598338307</id><published>2008-07-05T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:36:58.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gundams</title><content type='html'>inspired by tian from her doing an intro to her room, i'd do an intro to my collection of Gundams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning!! Photo Intensive Post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the Gundams, and other Misc. stuff i've built..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00211.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher resolution &lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/f33637db.jpg" target="blank"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt; here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to &lt;s&gt;condemn&lt;/s&gt; retire some due to worn out parts and breakage from little maggots known as sisters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5381.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5382.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the Gundams i have collected over all these years, excluding 2 small (1/144 size) ones and one medium one (1/100 type)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my Gundams are of Master Grade(MG) Class type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5385.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5396.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mono-eyed Gundams with their factory diorama.. the Red Zaku hiding in the lower level is the most advanced technology of Master Grade Models so far.. the internal structure and stuff is equivalent to a downsized Perfect Grade Model, with no compromise in posability and details.. impressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5393.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel and Devil pair.. the Deathscythe Hell Custom Gundam behind is only a 1/100 No Grade(NG) Model.. still it looks intimidating.. Gundam Wing Zero Custom (the one in front) is my favourite design for a Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5389.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossbone Gundam Full Cloth(e).. looks nice but sadly not that posable.. joints are on the weak side due to the 'revolutionary' design of not using ABS plastic for them.. this design stopped after 2 models..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00231.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00215.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG Acguy.. this has gotta be one of my favourite Gundam.. highly posable, and very likable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00236.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom and Strike Freedom Gundam family.. they are of the same design line, just that one is a more powerful version in the anime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5386.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5387.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Strike Gundam Family.. i already have 3 different Strike Gundam Master Grade Models.. the Strike on the left holding the blue sword is a 1/100 NG.. goes to show how Bandai likes to milk it for all it is worth.. they dont even improve the modelling technology for the newer models.. just used the old parts.. cheapos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5391.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lonely MG Destiny Gundam with his Wings Of Light.. i still considering getting the MG Impulse Gundam to accompany this guy.. guess i shouldnt do things on &lt;i&gt;impulse..&lt;/i&gt; hahaa.. sad thing about this Gundam is his Wings Of Light is too tall to fit in my display cabinet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00239.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only one of his kind.. this is the Unicorn Gundam.. transformable, with all the armour plates shifting and stuff.. but as with all transformable Gundam, they are notoriously un-posable.. 2nd Master Grade Class Gundam that i never panel lined(first being the Gundam Wing Zero Custom)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00229.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam MK II on the left and Zeta Gundam on the right.. Zeta Gundam is a transformable Gundam, able to change into Waverider(sort of an aircraft) mode, so as stated above it is quite hard to pose it nicely.. furthermore it already has 'internal' injury due to my fiddling with his insides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00221.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of my 5 1/100 NG models (retired one).. the Astray 'Brothers' from Gundam Seed Astray.. the blue guy's backpack can from a huge sword.. sadly it is too huge for the Gundam to support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than MGs, there are also the Super Deformed (SD) Class Gundams, which i only bought a few out of interest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5390.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI that Gundam on the left riding what looks like a horse is supposed to be 吕布..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have some misc. models, which do not belong to the Gundam Multiverse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00217.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blade Liger from Zoids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00235.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVA-01 from the anime Neon Genesis Evangelion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00240.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armoured Core model.. they are those mixed and match model so there isnt a proper name for this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, there are the intimidating 1/60 Class models, the 3 largest in my collection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5392.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one in the centre is a 1/60 NG Gundam Exia from Gundam 00.. to his left is a Aile Strike Gundam (Strike Gundam again) Perfect Grade.. to his right is a Gundam Wing Zero Custom Perfect Grade (Heaviest of all my models.. the internal skeleton is almost fully metallic)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in total posted 25 Gundam Photos, the word Gundam appeared 38 times in this post.. hmmm not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my display cabinet, where my collection resides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5400.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5402.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while transferring my Gundams out, i accidentally damaged my MG Hi-Nu Gundam.. had to fix it using plastic cement because the part totally broke into two *heart pain*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5398.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_5399.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor guy stayed like this throughout the entire night.. leg-less and hip-less..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2592584487598338307?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2592584487598338307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2592584487598338307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2592584487598338307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2592584487598338307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/gundams.html' title='Gundams'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6569480359402882259</id><published>2008-07-04T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:20:08.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a nice day &lt;s&gt;in camp&lt;/s&gt; at work today.. got scolded abit by a MAJ(NCC) for not remembering the 40+ people that went for the morning run after glancing at the crowd once.. you know people seems to think that Officers are like God-like or something.. they assume that after going through the 9 months of torture we Officers are superhumans, able to be the best in everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i would hope for that to be true, sadly it isnt.. so can you morons who only knows how to assume just back off and treat us like normal people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, the day's been quite good.. helped signed the authorisation letter for weapons and stuff, ended up conducting weapon training for the Sec 1 kids.. liked that alot.. even saw a few real talented would-be weapon specialist.. able to handle the weapon well even though it was their first time learning.. extremely impressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup on the way home, listened to the Westlife song "If I Let You Go".. sort of sensed it resonate with my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, as usual while emo-ing, i thought about what just happened in camp, when i stayed back later to oversee the returning of weapons from some slowpoke school.. then the Duty personal sergeant, who just so happens to be the one in charge of the armskote, was cursing and swearing.. frankly i dont see his problem, because since he is staying in, it makes no difference to stay back a little later to recieve the arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the afternoon, he was cursing at this, cursing at that, at one point telling me, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;untimately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(i got very irritated when he said that), you are the one that will take the blame if anything goes wrong with the weapons. i am just doing what you tell me to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya la ya la i know u dont want to take responsibility la.. just trying to cover his ass in every possible angle.. all i want to do was to extend the timing for the authorisation letter so the students are able to practice the weapons properly.. and since the weapons are not leaving camp it is ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was then cursing at another Officer who escorted weapons out for a school's Speech Day.. he forgotten to bring the weapon magazines with him, so i told him it would look kinda weird for the weapons, and asked why he never reminded the new Officer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his reply was, "not my fault. he never request for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ask him if it was commonsense that parade need magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes of course need, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ultimately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(his fav word) if he never request for it cannot blame me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly i felt like punching him in the face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thought of how different Officers are from Specialists (with all due respects to Specialists).. perhaps it is the way we see things that we are classified into such categories.. because i felt that alot of Specialist can lead on par, or even better than Officers.. and they definitely do lesser backstabbing than those i've seen in OCS.. they are very frank and true to their words.. and they are really friends without motives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it is the different way of thinking.. i dunno.. i see that we all care equally, teach equally, lead equally.. the only main difference i see is power and circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always screw-ups on both sides, and these make me wonder whether the system is really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; flawed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6569480359402882259?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6569480359402882259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=6569480359402882259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6569480359402882259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6569480359402882259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-nice-day-in-camp-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7963998930383990574</id><published>2008-07-03T09:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:06:25.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a quick little post before i go out and conduct trainings for the lil kids and the big meeting after lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 interesting thing happened on the bus today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. there was this Catholic High guy that was standing.. so i was looking at him.. then i realised that his eyes keep darting to this RJC girl.. so i started counting how many times he glimpse at her.. got about 40 times during the 1/2 hr they were in the bus.. hmmm seems like he couldnt take his eyes off her.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked 2 person about this issue, when someone of the opposite sex keeps looking back at you, what are your thoughts.. my cousin said that she would think that guy is a nutty wierdo.. my friend said that it shows that that guy is interested or you are wearing extra/ not wearing something.. guess different people interpret things differently.. what would you do if someone of the opposite sex keeps staring at you, but is afraid to catch your eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. when the bus is nearing the interchange, so naturally there were quite alot of empty seats.. this guy in office wear board the bus.. walked near to the back (i was sitting right at the end) and sat beside a girl (poly?) with quite er.. revealing wear (tank top with colourful underneath).. ya so at first i thought they knew each other, but when i observed throughout the rest of the journey they never even showed any sign that they acknowledged each other's existence.. why would he want to share seats with someone, especially a stranger when he can seat all by himself comfortably.. hmmm i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya anyway.. after the joy of conducting stuff outside office.. i realised that out of the 7 articles i am suppose to chase from my higher-ups, 2 handed in, 3 overdue, 2 not due yet, and one extra article.. i am so gonna be scolded later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to brighten your day.. especially shawn's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2008Jul02054527_4648.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hijacked from &lt;a href="http://www.dannychoo.com/"&gt;Danny Choo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darth Vader's Force Sensitivity (sensor?) must be getting rusty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: came back from the meeting.. due to the limited time instead of firing arrows and mud slinging they were whipping out their machine guns and trying to gun each other down.. one of the louder 'meetings' i've went to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7963998930383990574?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7963998930383990574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7963998930383990574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7963998930383990574'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;creative&lt;/em&gt; way of overcoming the obstacles.. one &lt;s&gt;fat&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;generously built&lt;/em&gt; kid actually did a full diving jump behind a tree when he was being shot at during paintball.. almost LMAO at the scene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok one more interesting thing happened to me during my conducting of the paintball activity.. i deployed the little children at both ends of the arena, was checking the targets in the centre when i realised that they were still down (not reset).. so i quickly set the targets upright on one side, and ran to the other side through the 'centre area' where the flag is (the game is a capture-the-flag kind), which just so happens to be demarcated by 2 ropes that were once used for rock climbing as belay lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so in a rush, i didnt see those ropes.. hit the first one straight in the chest at almost full speed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point of impact: right when i hit the rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: what the-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 a second after impact: my momentum stretched the rope to the max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: oh shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 second after impact: the rope bounced back, fling my body back but my legs carried on forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: aaahhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 second after impact: head first, legs last, breath knocked out, nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: ouch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FYI my head landed earlier than my feet.. not sure whether the cadets saw but when i got up and 'carried' on with my instructions i was quite groggy.. a great clothesline move.. aftermath, Paintball Arena: 1 ; Alwyn: 0..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the people there have a knack of pushing stuff.. keep asking me to take over and help them while they go for a drink.. frankly i dont mind.. get to stay out of the office and enjoy the sun.. but just shows how irresponsible they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today on the morning bus.. i saw this uncle.. he was sitting alone on the bus sit, but he sat outside and put his bag on his lap.. generally since he 'blocked' the inside sit so no one would bother too much to squeeze in.. so i just entered the bus, and this cute little secondary school girl was in front of me (incidentally, she was the one that i am always irritated with because of how she dressed and carries herself inside a crowded bus..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was walking down the aisle, &lt;s&gt;staring&lt;/s&gt; looking at this inconsiderate uncle, cos bus filling up.. so he was browsing around, then his eyes locked onto the girl in front of me.. immediately, his butt lifted off his seat and he shifted into the other seat.. at first i was, &lt;em&gt;hmmm ok he is making space for other people to seat&lt;/em&gt;.. then when that girl walked past him (she doesnt like to seat down anyway) he straight away shifted back.. oh what a selectively considerate guy he is.. idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno.. as much as i dont like seeing these kind of people, the old man and that kind of school girl, they are the ones that make my 50min bus ride to camp interesting.. i could take the 15min one of course, but expressways are kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/hancock1.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice movie.. i definitely recommend people to watch it.. somehow or rather i find the part of the plot when they were trying to help him change his image very realistic, like those believable kind of drama instead of the usual unbelievable superhero flick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the many funny parts, parts that make you go "wow!" and "WTF!!", and some even let you reflect on yourself and your life.. really this is a good movie.. the only thing it lacks when compared to other action hero flicks are those missed-by-a-hair's-breadth apocalypse event and the hero saves the day in the end.. but i feel it shows more of how a hero deals with everyday life, in publicity and inter-personal relationships.. shows how even heroes are just normal people with problems normal people faced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil spoiler below.. you have been warned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i saw the close-proximity twist (he and another lose their superhuman powers when they are near each other) i felt real sad for him.. that he will have to spend the rest of his live alone so that he is able to save himself and the one he loved from the people who wants to harm them.. and his immortality, power in addition to his loneliness suddenly reminded me of Planeswalkers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine.. being 'made' for each other since the beginning of time and naturally attracted, but yet werent able to &lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt; together because of their safety..i dont think anything could be as tragic as that.. spending eternity alone.. and the worst part of it all was that she is already married to the man that helped him regain his confidence and acceptance from the public..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me.. i will definitely watch it again.. dont mind paying $6 (just-found-out weekday Cathay rate when paid by nets) or even $10 to watch it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok big meeting tmr.. i am in 2 segments of the agenda, meaning i got loads of stuff to present tomorrow, right after i finish conducting all my camp stuffs.. back to the boring life.. nxt week better come fast.. just leave out the sunday and let me enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2880188669454355328?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2880188669454355328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2880188669454355328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2880188669454355328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2880188669454355328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-very-busy-this-week-so-far.html' title='busy week'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1646646300556808459</id><published>2008-06-29T10:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:07:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a hell of a busy week.. cheong here and there, especially to the Singapore Indoor Stadium for the Singapore Youth Festival Opening Ceremony.. NCC is unfortunately the parade organiser for the once-in-four-years big opening ceremony.. and i am one of the &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt; few who is able to be part of this parade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway being in charge of media, i didnt have much to do other than rot in the Indoor Stadium, so i've been checking out Leisure Park which just so happens to be next door.. spent quite abit on food and movies since lunch and dinner catered were the usual dried up rice and oily-sticky chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the Coffeebean, Subway, KFC, Foodcourt, Sushi Place (日本村), Rosti (some higher class western restaurant. looks italian), Donut &amp;amp; Donut.. basically all the eating place there i have visited.. spent like $70+ in 4 days.. think i am running out of cash for next month's Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway watched 2 movies this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/get_smart_ver5.jpg" width="216" /&gt; &lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/get_smart.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find it amusing the way their posters overlap the characters.. quite an ok show, funnier than i expected, and definitely better than Johnny English.. oh and seeing Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson kissing a guy.. totally spoils his image.. hope they actually used a substitute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other movie was Wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/wantednyccposter.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite far-fetched to 'bend' the bullet as they say.. some twists here and there.. plus some suicide bombing rats.. not too bad a movie, and quite action packed.. but as for story line i felt it lacks depth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on a separate note.. yesterday while building my Gundams.. left overs actually.. all the spare parts i found while packing my boxes.. didnt have a chance to take the pictures of all my boxes.. think i have about 30+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya back to the topic.. i received a msg from a friend asking me for something.. suddenly makes me wonder whether that friend is only a friend only when they have a use for me.. so naturally (i guess?) i felt pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after thinking abit, just a moment actually, i felt angry at myself for feeling pissed over such matters.. since i would not usually think of it this way last time.. does it mean i have changed? perhaps working with MOE and SAF personals have made me more cautious to the motives of people.. anyway still feeling pissed with myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random pics i took during the week, and maybe some mouldy ones collecting digital dust in my computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00188.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arcade with friends before my first midnight movie.. on the last night before my family returns from China.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00190.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00190.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you are reserving the spaces for customers, but this kinda defeats the purpose for students.. i think (click for larger image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="275" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc257/zizow/1110268009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this pic when i was researching on this singer/actress Manami Konishi.. wondering why is the Uniquely Singapore sign doing there.. hmmm.. like her song Sunny Day she sang for the Accuracy of Death movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00191.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view of what is left of my primary school (that green patch there) and the new Bendemeer Primary School.. kinda colourful dont you think? the bunch of buildings further down the road is my housing estate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00193.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00194.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pictures of clouds i saw above my housing estate.. like the effects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00196.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rainbow i saw on my way into camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00205.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bow (head) of a battle cruiser i saw on the way to the Indoor Stadium.. hahaa.. no actually it IS the Indoor Stadium.. one of the corners anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="155" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00208-1.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this on the way to the stadium.. the angle made words look er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/hellovader_thumbnail.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something Shawn and Tian would both like.. hmmm second thought.. maybe not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1646646300556808459?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1646646300556808459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1646646300556808459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1646646300556808459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1646646300556808459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-hell-of-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8368836606634824088</id><published>2008-06-17T10:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:26:24.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just going through my old &lt;a href="http://www.allwynplaneswalker.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and an even older &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/allwyn" target="blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; after yesterday's hectic&lt;br /&gt;day.. guess it isnt so bad to indulge in the old memories.. and realised a change in the tone i blogged.. last time it used to be more of a 'us' theme.. now it is more of 'me'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was in a sense a controlled catastrophic-scale mayhem.. CDF wants the past injury reports for the last 5 years.. 5 FRIGGIN YEARS!!! i was still a sec 3 NCC cadet then.. WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. since he is CDF, so no choice gotta go dig lor.. dig through old reports, old log books, blah blah blah.. kena backstabbed by a MAJ(NCC).. used to it anyway.. 'poked' abit by Commandant NCC.. managed to dig out some.. then got scolded by the MAJ(NCC) because the report wasnt complete.. so now it is my fault that when i was a sec 3 cadet sergeant i did not tell the CPT(NCC) in charge of this records to do a detailed report, complete with medical status and follow ups.. yup my fault.. so sorry about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw found a report sick report i made for Yan Chao when we were still Sec 3 and having Specialist Course.. he sprained his leg so i took him to the medic.. found that in some dusty old moulding file..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to that, my DXO (MINDEF civilian worker employed to work in SAF Camps) happily went home on time.. taking the key press key with her.. not that much a big deal, except that there are some weapons still out.. so stayed back for an hour trying to call a hp which she never picks up anyway.. luckily she responds to msg.. so she had to ask her husband to drive her back to camp to return the key.. gave us all a heart attack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promotion poster for MG Acguy i found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/AcguyVacation.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus some modifications..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Acguy_stuffed.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed Acguy.. hmmm cuddly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/AcguyCat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG Acguy's cuteness is unbeatable for little kitties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/AegisCat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ageis Gundam seems to have missed his target..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Athrun, kitty isn't amused at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what happens when Gundam visits Orchard Road??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/RX78_ngeeanncity01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hijacked from &lt;a href="http://gordonator.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;Gordonator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics of Kaho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/kahoprv2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Kaho.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/208.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/hitomijoy_1161316717.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2007-08-04-3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2007-07-28-4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just love her smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just got my comms ball photos.. will upload them when i get home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8368836606634824088?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8368836606634824088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8368836606634824088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8368836606634824088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8368836606634824088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-just-going-through-my-old-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-5231383422341889086</id><published>2008-06-12T23:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:09:25.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much stuff happened within so little time.. mostly do not concern me, but affect me still nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the BMTC recruit incident.. i feel sorry for the recruit, for his PC, for everyone involved.. but in another perspective, i also wonder.. are the children nowadays really that frail and weak? i dunno, but compared to just a few years ago.. the standard of training has indeed dropped drastically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when watching Prince Caspian on sunday.. i was reminded of Brunei jungles and going through Jungle Confidence Course.. the hunger, the strain and torture.. (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;part of entry deleted due to sensitivity.. disclosed only on case by case basis&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now, i saw some more photos that reminded me of the jungle in Brunei.. the dense vegetation and the loss of direction, the river of 茶, the wild &lt;s&gt;pig&lt;/s&gt; boar that my friend tried to hunt, the ravines, mud, soil, rocks and sand.. i dunno.. i dont think i fear the jungle, but what is happening these few days, what i saw and heard, brings back horrible memories.. haix.. felt that the coincidence of memories and events, and the memories itself is quite traumatizing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i hate is people being fake.. i do not do that and i absolutely cannot stand other people doing that.. if they are good at that, and i never found out, so be it.. but this morning that guy is really pathetic in acting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey good morning friend, long time no see. i need u to do so-and-so (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;extremely direct and fake&lt;/span&gt;)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"but sir, i cant give you this now because of 'excuse'(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;notice it is excuse.. i dont want to help him at all&lt;/span&gt;)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"no no no i dont want to hear that. it is your job to get it done. so i want to see it by tomorrow 5pm. ok have a good day. goodbye." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never even gave me a chance to explain myself.. idiot &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC)..&lt;/em&gt; same one stated in the 2 entries previously.. reason why i dont want to help him at all.. i'll make sure i will do all i can to make his life living hell in NCC.. and i am not the only one.. he is always the left-out-guy in group gatherings, trying to talk to people who doesnt want to talk to him.. no one likes him at all in NCC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please.. dont be fake around me.. it just bloody piss me off.. hating someone is tiring, but if that someone keeps pestering, it is easier to hate than trying to escape from being pestered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the two NSFs who so unfortunately lost their lives, rest in peace.. and now we wait for SAF to give an answer for these happenings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/img_20071115T153926515.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, engage operation "Blubber Shield"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn this guy can literally cover the whole platoon's back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pics of someone named Kaho (夏帆).. like her smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="350" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/3894233_m_3894235_2245.jpg" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img height="350" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/3894236_m_3894238_4917.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="350" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/3894239_m_3894241_5938.jpg" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img height="350" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/3894242_m_3894244_7621.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me abit of 賈靜雯..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5231383422341889086?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5231383422341889086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5231383422341889086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.xanga.com/extrac7"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt;.. then went Minds Cafe to play Monopoly.. abit on the weird side cos we go there and play a 'common' game but we had fun nonetheless.. also witness the bargaining skills of the &lt;em&gt;ah soh&lt;/em&gt;.. 比思敏还要思敏.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that really pissed me off that weekend is that i recieved a call from my superior who ambushed the Duty Officer and Duty Assistant at 2230hr on a sunday night, to check whether they are using the computer.. ended up i got a call at said time, and a scolding that went along with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so came back to camp hoping for a quiet morning.. then this &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC), &lt;/em&gt;same one as the ICEP dinner one, just blasted the morning run's conducting officer for no reason at all.. just scold here and scold there.. end up he pissed off all the SAF people present.. think he got scolded by his mom in the morning or something then bad temper and forgot to bring his brains out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then the usual boring day at office with lots of stuff waiting to be handed up to me.. so i caught 2 movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Over_The_Hedge_83369.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="445" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Kung_fu_panda_poster.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some good laughs.. but gotta keep it kinda discreet so think may have injured my spleen or something from keeping the laughter inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00179.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this when playing Monopoly Star Wars Edition yesterday.. i can do away with the Mantell.. i just want my ORD =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well not too used to sleeping on my parent's bed.. kinda too big for me.. anyone else gets insomia on king size beds? maybe i too used to my legs and hands hanging off the edge le.. but still single beds cant put laptop and still have place to sprawl and watch tv.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya a friend is ignoring me.. i think.. i have absolutely no idea why also.. like 死得不明不白 that kind of scenario.. dont even know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="367" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/1147700625_82ea9ef3c3.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!! even Pikachu has its own cosplay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5328280687661960842?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5328280687661960842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5328280687661960842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5328280687661960842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5328280687661960842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/quite-fun-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-5038570421545613835</id><published>2008-06-06T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:42:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not-so-quiet week.. phone been ringing even though i am back at home.. irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lovely foreign delegates of the International Air Cadet Exchange programme 出 stunt and 'booked' out of camp for late night movie.. end up got some security issues cos the hide-in-the-office duty security officer from the other units in Amoy Quee camp made a big fuss due to us not informing him of foreigners staying in the camp.. since 25th June actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, some dumb Cadet Officer brought camera phone into camp.. he declared no camera phone and was searched and the phone was discovered.. kena impounded by guardroom.. more trouble for me.. and that's not the end of it.. he stupidly brought in the same camera phone to the same camp and kena caught by the same guard on duty.. this time he was banned from the camp.. interesting way to pon NCC forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, the walkie talkie incident from 2006 got blown up again.. someone under me (actually i know who) told my superior that another officer found some walkie talkie in the office cupboard (someone put it there and forgotten about it).. i initially wanted to keep the matter small, but the 小人 told the higher ups and the matter got real big.. end up the other officer need to do a lost and found report.. plus the same 小人 did a few more backstabbings on my specialists today.. luckily they were smart enough to dodge it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this show in camp today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Bridge_to_Terabithia.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad, but its fantasy is way less than expected, not those kind of travel-into-a-magical-world kind of fantasy, but those i-imagine-a-fantasy-world-and-i-bring-you-into-it kind.. still a nice show nonetheless.. felt real sad when leslie (female lead) died.. the day right after Jess (male lead) realised that he actually likes/loves her.. but life's like that.. to gain you must lose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to watch Kung Fu Panda later tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i watched mythbusters last night.. turns out that elephants really are afraid of mice.. no idea why though..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5038570421545613835?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5038570421545613835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5038570421545613835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5038570421545613835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5038570421545613835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-so-quiet-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8535357865484976197</id><published>2008-06-04T19:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:02:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance</title><content type='html'>trudging through the mess of Monday today.. everyone got scolded by commandant, i got scolded by my superior for not informing her that other people did not had in the photos because she was scolded because of that.. scold scold scold.. that is all there are in the meeting this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ok la.. can feel my spirits are quite good becuase of some other stuff.. get to slack off the afternoon also, nothing major yet urgent to settle.. so watched some movies, chat with some of my specialist.. found out some stuff about NCC.. but i try not to think too much.. just serve and get out of NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i testing out the new laptop.. quite nice actually.. even got built in webcam and everything.. quite nice.. plus looking forward to the loners gathering to watch movie on sunday.. guess the week is set to be quite good.. after the shitty one last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i am a pure Libra, i seriously believe that everything that happens in life is balanced, that every action does have a equal and opposite reaction.. so every plus will always be complimented with a minus, but as human always sees stuff in perspective, they may not perceive the plus as plus or the minus as minus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means, what happens may not be what we want, but it may still be good.. i must say that after i commissioned and posted to NCC, aka near-civilian life, i felt myself getting more and more stubborn, more selfish, more complacent, and most important of all, taking the little things in life for granted.. i dunno.. seems as though the loss of though training also meant the lost of the better part of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the world is balanced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this week is going to be a quiet one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. a nice pic i found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="338" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2008May05144910_2182.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8535357865484976197?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-5152208608386463144</id><published>2008-06-03T10:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:27:21.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING.. long entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a hell of a weekend.. actually quite happy about it.. happy that i was sad and depressed and stuff.. kinda oxymoronic statement but life's full of ironies anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the day didnt end well on friday, and i was spent to brood over it through the weekend while doing duty.. well, re-discovered that my sensing of other people's emotions and intentions greatly depends on my state of mind.. if i feel damn sad or damn depressed, i can sense what people are thinking without actually even thinking about it, lest when i am enjoying myself or is moderately happy i would normally spend hours trying to think what the hell he/she meant from the statement.. though at this point of time my mind will feel extremely lethargic and dont feel like doing anything, as though my brain is going through a major reboot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so next time anyone wants to try to speak indirectly to me, make sure u cause me to be extremely sad and depressed before you do so, else i wont get it anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during my extended duty in camp, i watched a total of 5 movies in a day.. quite tiring, but nothing else to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="334" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/made-of-honor-poster.jpg" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img height="333" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/what-happens-vegas-poster.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="333" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/indiana-jones-crystal-skull.jpg" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img height="314" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/spaceballs_355x497.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/The_Illusionist.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a marathon.. gives me alot of time to brood over stuff, the way things are run in the world, myself, friends, family, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched a extremely old movie on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ValentinesPromo-RomeoJuliet.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched it first in CCHSM for literature, felt the overall modernisation of the story is quite nicely done.. also liked Tybalt's gun designs.. quite cool.. only glitch is that the speech is quite hard to understand.. they still uses the old type of english speech, thy thee thou blah blah.. the sound will come first before understanding.. but in all the story feels like the 向左走向右走 kind of near miss.. but much worse than that.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was sheer hell.. running all over the place to prepare for the international exchange programme dinner.. helped with the decos, then the stupid &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC)&lt;/em&gt; send me photos at 7AM in the morning and ask me to insert into the exchange programme video.. as if i so free to insert and re-render the stupid video all over again to be vet by the command group at 10AM (the whole rendering process tooked 4+ hours btw).. plus some computer malfunction and some more &lt;em&gt;administrative&lt;/em&gt; stuff i was running all over the place without actually doing my actual duty.. that same &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC) &lt;/em&gt;actually forgotten to indent buses for the foreign delegates to ferry them to the country club.. smart move spacebrain.. end up the poor Air District officer running all over the place begging ppl to help with the bus indent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more, when i called to ask whether he will be bringing his laptop with him to the country club so i can use as a spare (he was carrying his to give a lecture in the afternoon).. he just told me off through the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;hi sir, just want to check with you, are you bringing your laptop to the dinner later?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"this is supposed to be your job scope, not my problem. thanks for clarifying that with me. bye."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he just hang up.. you know what? FUCK YOU!! everyone trying their best to make sure &lt;em&gt;YOUR&lt;/em&gt; event runs well, and here &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; are trying to make things hard for yourself and thrice as hard for everyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to escort Chairman NCC, nice guy actually, just that he likes abusing power.. so i picked him up from his home, directed the driver to the country club and coordinated the welcoming committee to pick him up at the reception area.. Chairman had a request to alter the schedule a little, so i told the &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC) &lt;/em&gt;through the phone.. ended up he never inform the rest, so the AVA part of the event screwed up, and people had to wait 5 mins for the video to come on.. i absolutely hate this kind of last minute never-tell-us-and-expect-us-to-know-and-present kind of people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting about him.. think the whole command group is unhappy about how he ran the IACE(International Air Cadet Exchange) and ISCEP(international Sea Cadet Exchange Programme) programme anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was nice, and saw my Sergeant Major flirting with this cute waitress that serves our table.. everyone ogled at the foreign delegates, some are quite good looking actually, esp the hong kong one.. others are er.. monstrous.. and at the end of the day i witness first hand the 'custom' of singing at every end of the Exchange Programme dinner by Chairman.. felt very church-like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digress abit.. last night had a nice dream.. about getting married, not to the person of my dreams, but someone i'm still happy to be with.. so overall i felt happy, happy that i am happy and that everyone else is happy that i am happy.. kinda nice to have this kind of lil breaks after such a stressful day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. if i not wrong, yiwen should be coming back from &lt;s&gt;Chiangmai at about 15.35pm&lt;/s&gt;.. ok she is coming back much later.. remembered she is in Cambodia now.. cant seem to track the plane.. and paiseh for swearing abit.. really very pissed off with that &lt;em&gt;MAJ(NCC)..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5152208608386463144?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5152208608386463144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5152208608386463144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5152208608386463144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5152208608386463144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/06/warning.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-5052847905705642602</id><published>2008-05-30T21:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:20:07.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed Up Day</title><content type='html'>today is a totally horrible day.. scolded in the morning, stressed in the afternoon, confined in the evening (duty actually, but no difference)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got scolded quite badly by my superior, cos i was forwarding some email when she is checking the walkie talkie checklist.. the stupid walkie-talkie-go-missing incident was since 2006, and i have to slowly wade through the rubble and clear up the mess.. ok partially my fault cos i could have done it later, but didnt see how i could help so i just did my stuff.. pissed her off alot that she threaten to transfer me to other dept.. suits me fine anyway.. hate office jobs.. but getting scolded like this really spoilt my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she threw me a whole bunch of stuff to do.. do a full stock take of the stuffs inside my office by today.. revamp the security system by today, because there was a paintball gun key scare yesterday when someone 'lost' the key.. almost as important as a armskote key.. anyway i was outside on dispatch to recce the route for monday's escort officer duty and somehow or another i was blamed for not doing the proper handing over of keys.. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of the escort duty.. i am suppose to be the vehicle commander for a &lt;em&gt;civilian&lt;/em&gt; car, to direct the &lt;em&gt;civilian&lt;/em&gt; driver to the Chairman NCC's house, who is a &lt;em&gt;civilian &lt;/em&gt;doctor, who requested that he want officers to escort him.. i am also in charge of fetching his speech, letting him know the guest list, and if need be, get soya bean for his dog to drink or rice for his pet bird.. how much can one abuse the system.. i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough ranting.. i am pissed enough to start swearing at everything now.. guess i'll just relax a little and just slack off my duty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one surprising thing.. yiwen managed to get internet in thailand.. wait or is it cambodia? think she said something about going there to play after thailand this morning.. hmmm the stress sort of squeezed the memory out le.. maybe i imagined the whole thing as a way to relieve the stress on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics i took yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flying fox tower.. i was the conducting officer for this station for the international exchange programme for the cadets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00166.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that vertical cable on the left side of the picture? that is my safety cable, to keep me from falling off the 4 storey tower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the view when i look straight down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00164.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like floating in the air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this car during my dispatch in MINDEF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00168.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new innovative way to keep your seat warm when you get back from lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing.. went for a haircut the day before, and the hairdresser said i looked like i am a mixed blood, half chinese half malay.. hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. NS guys should be able to see a loophole somewhere above..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-5052847905705642602?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5052847905705642602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=5052847905705642602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5052847905705642602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/5052847905705642602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/screwed-up-day.html' title='Screwed Up Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-444650350874501371</id><published>2008-05-27T13:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:54:09.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt get blasted as badly as i expected, but still blasted nonetheless.. forgotten to 'switch off' the computer and 'not' allow the Duty personels to play on it.. so when my superior came into the room she straightaway scolded the 2 poor duty guys and msged me to &lt;em&gt;tell&lt;/em&gt; me about it.. "to say i am disappointed is a serious understatement..." man english teachers are irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to celebrate Jieyan's birthday last night (reason why i forgot about the computers.. kinda late in meet them).. due to the scolding i was kinda moody, and they mistook it for something else.. anyway we went to this cafe/restaurant? where the waitresses are dressed in those gothic maid costumes, minus the make-ups.. feels abit weird cos of the way they are dressed, but the food is fantastic, and having red wine to go with the red meat is absolutely heavenly.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more, they sort of realised that we were having a birthday boy in our midst, so after we finished our meal, they changed the music to a birthday song and presented Jieyan with a chocolate truffle cake, free of charge.. wow!! the cake was fantastic btw, to the extent peifen couldnt resist ordering another one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw first hand, the change between 2 friends when the girl knew the guy liked her.. the wariness and alertness of motives became very apparent.. quite a sad thing actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, my blog skin the picture, after editing it, i just cant seem to get the web to display it in a proper resolution.. &lt;s&gt;keep getting pixelated&lt;/s&gt; fixed it.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some new pics of Shin Musha Gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/MG_Shin_Musha_GBS1_Toysdaily_01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/MG_Shin_Musha_GBS1_Toysdaily_03.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/MG_Shin_Musha_GBS1_Toysdaily_05.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i am not mistaken the trident and the spear can form some blade-ended staff or something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-444650350874501371?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/444650350874501371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=444650350874501371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/444650350874501371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/444650350874501371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/didnt-get-blasted-as-badly-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2740843718888569017</id><published>2008-05-25T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:35:19.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm ok boring few days.. except for saturday.. SYF opening ceremony (yes.. Singapore Youth Festival..) rehearsals.. and i have the absolute luck to be part of the orgasnising CCA.. man i am so elated.. wow -_-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. it started to look like a boring saturday burnt by NCC, but turns out there were quite a few "surprises"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, watching the horrendous marching, i wonder at the standards of CCAs now and pity my RSM for the amount of work needed to be put in.. totally CMI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, alot of people fell out from standing in the sun too long (understandable since they are only little kids).. but there was this one girl in the Guard of Honour contingent.. while doing salute with the rifle, the idiot behind her didnt do it properly, and the bayonet poked her at the back of her head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ausm16.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M16 Bayonet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took her out straight away, but a few minutes later the bleeding got quite bad.. so the Red Cross (CCA) came and assess her situation.. so they took her to an ambulance and sent her off to dunno where.. guess incident report is on me.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway went J8 for lunch at Ajisen for lunch at 3pm.. then saw my junior there.. same one from the last &lt;a href="http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/laconic.html" target="blank"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;.. saw her n the guy.. looks like they both are going out together.. hmmm.. hahaa glad that they are getting along well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next week is going to be extremely busy.. 2 inbound overseas exchange programme and 2 specialist course and an airborne course selection test and a rivervale pri sch adventure training.. stupid training branch really doesnt know how to plan the training schedule properly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2740843718888569017?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2740843718888569017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2740843718888569017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2740843718888569017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2740843718888569017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmm-ok-boring-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8441413517264115133</id><published>2008-05-23T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:00:29.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a hell of a hectic week.. all because stupid training branch isnt able to plan the stuff properly.. have 2 overlapping overseas exchange prog, then request me to do camera coverage for both.. as if i am a god liddat, able to be at so many places&lt;br /&gt;at once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today come down demand this demand that.. screw u MAJ(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).. sick and tired of u pushing your weight around.. not under u already almost cannot take it le.. cant imagine the 2LT who is directly under u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, think going to get into quite abit of shit soon.. newsletter and recruitment magazine going to be problematic.. ok enough ranting on NCC.. tmr going back to camp.. weekend burnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway found this when i was ransacking through my old school stuff.. remembered i got this on my first day in NYJC, then hearing the teachers give speech quite boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so end up i started drawing n scribbling on my worksheet, then later 'argued' with the 2 OG friends beside me on whether the PE teacher on stage is a male or female..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="399" alt="NYJC Orientation Worksheet" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Untitled-1.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this OG friend to my right took my worksheet and started drawing the smiley face.. the two of us (the guy to my left) just gave her the  (-_-'")  look.. guess we were really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bored..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8441413517264115133?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8441413517264115133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8441413517264115133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8441413517264115133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8441413517264115133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/been-hell-of-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6612958490297950</id><published>2008-05-19T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T09:11:07.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is more or less a summary of my weekend.. quite busy so wasnt able to write every night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, went Ice Cube in Serangoon Gardens with beien, jieyan n peifen to just chill on friday night.. chit chat and enjoyed marvelous deserts.. absolutely fantastic sia the ice cream waffle.. feel that it is worth the $7.90 price tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted a little on stuffs, and finally put a word and logic to the reason why it feels so different between friends before and after the confession of feelings.. it is the knowledge and wariness of motives behind actions, and the conscious attention paid to the impression given to the opposite party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday nothing much, but was so tired that i totally KO-ed by 9pm.. no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway since wednesday, i have been having very visual and 'long' dreams every night.. perhaps it has something to do with physical fatigue.. perhaps some mental strain.. it just keeps revolving around the same topic.. similar to the &lt;em&gt;last time&lt;/em&gt; at the beginning of last year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a weird day.. firstly, it started off normally, breakfast, slack, karate.. then suddenly beien msg n ask me wanna go club not.. so i thought 'ok lor, go try it out'.. went Zouk Mambo Night.. saw lots of ppl doing hand signs while they dance.. en mass looks quite nice, but got 1 or 2 weirdos who does it at the side and i thought it looked quite idiotic.. overall quite a nice experience, but not one i would like to go frequently.. dont quite like the crowd there.. the way they dress and behave, the motives and reasons on why they go clubbing is totally wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we saw this 2 girls who were high, but looks quite unnatural.. guessed they were on drugs or something.. then keep bumping into me when dancing.. so i just left my elbow there and let them get elbowed.. irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, my Gundam Astraea is finished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00139.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;独臂剑侠.. hahaa.. half finished when it was in the morning.. notice the lack of armour in the left leg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00147.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the completed form when i returned from karate.. quite impressive quality for a 1/100 No Grade model..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to have some fun with it.. so i brought out my Zaku II Char custom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00141.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char, "HAHAHAA!! you wanna pass?? go through me first!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00142.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astraea, "Hmph!! so be it then.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00144.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char, "Arrgghh!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Astraea, "Who's next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough gundam for now.. so today went out to father's friend's house.. tried out their Nintendo Wii.. quite fun actually.. though the games seems quite kiddish, but the game play is nice.. only downside is that need lotsa space to swing the controller..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00154.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing House of the Dead 3 on Wii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a chance to see Stretchy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00159.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00155.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lazy little dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta end here.. big command group meeting tomorrow.. wouldnt be nice if i sleep while commandant is scolding the Captains and Majors and miss out on all the action and entertainment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc pic taken on the way to camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00119.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-4220737443810841395</id><published>2008-05-16T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:55:49.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of kayaking.. quite fun, especially watching Bryan capsizing 38 times in one day.. quite a difficult task itself.. learnt a few more skills, capsized once myself when i overdid a sharp turn, got irritated by the instructor more, got photo taken by passing Duck Tour tourist(should charge them for copyright fee).. and all in all, i got my 2 star kayaking qualification..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started a bit more on my Gundam Astraea after returning home.. but before that, i got a shock of my life when i saw a Hong Wen Primary kid, who is not my sister, walk out of my room.. i got a even bigger shock when i was about to choose which clothes to change into, i opened my cupboard and there was another Hong Wen kid hiding inside.. damn the whole house was infested with them.. stupid sis had to bring those irritating, giggling little pesty friends home and they chose to play hide and seek.. extremely creative considering it was within a HDB flat, creative in the sense of trying to find places to hide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, in the midst of the mayhem and screaming of little maggots, i managed to finish the hip and the arm of the gundam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00135.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially liked the sword.. looks quite nice on the Gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00133.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00136.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i also found the box art for the upcoming MG Gundam that i just preordered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin Musha Gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2008May16004831_2542.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellent design, though i wonder at what cost.. not the price of the model, but rather the effort required to make it look good and the hinderance of mobility with the huge armors on it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4220737443810841395?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4220737443810841395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4220737443810841395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4220737443810841395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4220737443810841395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-day-of-kayaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7386698103046442253</id><published>2008-05-15T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:56:15.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great day at kayaking.. a little burnt, but at least learnt quite abit of stuff, and finally manage to go straight on the stupid kayak.. starting to dislike the instructor.. irritating old bugger who thinks he is up and above us and keeps trying to show off whenever we were told to 'practice' the skill he taught.. worst part is he like to indirectly suan everyone.. hates it when people does that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway lesson ended halfday, cos the whole NCC HQ attending my colleague's funeral.. my third time going to Mandai Crematorium.. that isolated place infested with cute little mosquitoes.. but seriously the whole thing was quite emo.. to really feel someone that close to you just gone in an instant like this.. not even a warning or symptom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and coincidentally, this is the first christian funeral i attended (hopefully the last).. hearing the pastor preach sort of creeps me out.. makes me feel like i am attending some sort of cult (no offence to christians, it is just that i cannot get over some illogical aspects of christianity)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after being high and happy in the morning, and low and emo in the afternoon, i decided to head down to Dhoby Ghaut to collect my pre-ordered gundam.. didnt start on it yet cos i saw another gundam and, thinking it looks quite nice, bought it.. sorta understands the joy of retail therapy, but i'd rather stick to the building-gundam-and-shutting-off-from-the-world kind of therapy.. cheaper and more time consuming.. lotsa stuff on my mind and i need some gundam building to de-stress a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Gundam Astraea was the one i bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00125.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought it looks super cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished this much only by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00126.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering it to be a 1/100 no grade model, the details are almost on par with a MG from say 2000 - 2002? incidentally it is $42.00.. the other one i bought was $69.00..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be a full day of kayaking, and the last day of the course, and the last day of the whole stream of courses.. hopefully, i'll be able to pass it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7386698103046442253?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7386698103046442253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7386698103046442253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7386698103046442253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7386698103046442253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-day-at-kayaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-4110366784402478468</id><published>2008-05-14T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:44:44.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for day 1 of my 2 Star Kayaking course today.. Kallang River water still stinks.. and the thunderstormy weather didnt help out either.. but eventually got to paddle abit, so the whole day wasnt such a waste.. one guy i was rescuing used my bow as a support to push himself up, but he did it with such enthusiasm that he capsized the other way.. could stop laughing for quite awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a not so happy note.. tomorrow i will be attending a cremation ceremony for one of my colleague at work.. not exactly allowed to release information and stuff.. he was a good guy.. extremely cheerful and helpful.. real unfortunate that he had to go like this.. guess work wont exactly be the same without him around anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much things happened lately.. mostly bad, mostly sad.. trouble with some friend(s), lotsa work to be done (peak period just round the corner).. i miss those days where i could appreciate the little things in life.. sadly now i started to take most stuff for granted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this pics on my way to kayaking today.. thought the ray of lights looked quite nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/halo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a second pic, and thought my camera lens was dirty (see red circle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/halobird.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i zoom in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bird.jpg" width="526" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i love my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i inserted something into my blog somewhere.. if u really feeling bored and have lots of time to spare.. something to do to kill time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4110366784402478468?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4110366784402478468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4110366784402478468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4110366784402478468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4110366784402478468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-for-day-1-of-my-2-star-kayaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-3613563859877542268</id><published>2008-05-13T10:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:10:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laconic</title><content type='html'>my friend Shawn use to say, 'tragedies are build on what was left unsaid.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about being laconic is that you leave lots of space and room for people to fill up with their imagination, and that is never good.. eg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:are you busy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B:no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pause)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(pause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:*thinks* ok nvm think B is doing some other stuff.. dont bother him/her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a 'no' and end of story.. gives people the impressions that B has some issues with A.. well sometimes people may be abit busy/pissed off or something.. but definitely not all the time.. gets very irritating after awhile and definitely puts people off from even wanting to talk to that person.. whether on MSN or SMS it is the same.. at least through a voice can discern the tone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a seperate issue.. AVA camp was concluded last week, and the new Ex-Co was chosen.. congratulations on all those who got in.. i can see that you guys really deserved it, from the interview to going through the camp training and your overall performance.. this batch of juniors are exceptionally outgoing.. which is good in all aspects except the noise coming from the control room when they are doing events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00098.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brings back memories.. esp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00096.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的白云岗2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian tian's name is still on the poster.. together with her hp number.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good chat with my junior on the way home from AVA camp.. saw first hand the situation of '&lt;em&gt;boy likes girl, girl sees boy as big brother. girl later realises she likes boy, boy already irritated/give up/pissed off/indifferent?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like those converging trajectories that realise that they will never intersect.. and after some consideration (she missed her stop to chat with me, so i decide to take the loop and alight later), i surprised myself by asking her to forget about him.. yup cos looking at his attitude, seems like the feeling in him has already passed.. you will not see the person you like fall down hard and just shrug and look away.. absolutely unacceptable.. but still, it is this kind of situation that makes people go 'sigh.. wasted sia'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i asked her to look on the bright side and concentrate on her studies instead.. if she is lucky she can get into the course she wants and can be my course mate in uni.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw nice poem from the show Harold &amp;amp; Kumar, Escape from Guantanamo Bay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;br /&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;br /&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;br /&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;br /&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="191" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/neighbourhoodstitch.jpg" width="799" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried photo stitching.. didnt turn out that well, but there is always a first for everything right? btw this is a view from the 11th storey of my block.. esp like that spot cos it is the only one that juts out of the corridor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00112.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cute and cuddly gundam, if u ignore the mono-eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00085.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only 2 soft toys on my bed.. tigger actually looks nicer than it appears in this pic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3613563859877542268?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3613563859877542268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=3613563859877542268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3613563859877542268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3613563859877542268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/05/laconic.html' title='Laconic'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6303616648631399721</id><published>2008-04-30T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:18:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Long Time</title><content type='html'>its been awhile since i last blogged.. well quite alot of stuff happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commissioned.. posted to NCC(bleagh!!).. totally no pride.. worse still, i was put into Information Management Centre(IMC) as Deputy Head.. effectively is the operation's room of NCC, where all the complains, publications and communication with external people stuff happens.. and since my Head of Department was on maternity leave and was posted to West District when she returned.. well, i am effectively the Head of IMC.. a 2nd Lieutenant doing a Captain's job.. they should increase my pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway life has been quite good so far.. with the exception of a few little hiccups in life like the irritating secondary school girl i always see on the morning bus.. pay is ok.. catching up with friends.. trying to patch some stuff up but still get blasted in the end anyway.. sick and tired of it.. so going to totally wash my hands off the matter.. if i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i feel that after all these times, after going through training as a cadet.. i can even sense that i became a totally different person.. and i am getting used to being an officer, which is real bad in my opinion.. it means that arrogance is setting in, no matter how minute it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, for some reason, i manage to bond quite well with my AVA juniors.. even those 3 years my juniors are clicking quite well with me.. but still having trouble remembering their names.. easy for 20+ of them to know one person.. quite hard for one person to know the 20+..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw today is NCC Cohesion/Anniversary day.. went Yishun Northpoint to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/forbidden_kingdom_ver8.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relatively dumb show, except that the action is good, and i realise someone i know looks like liu yifei when she does up her hair and puts on make up.. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since it was in the morning, i decided to watch this in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ironmanintlao8.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely fantastic.. and comical.. the iron man that never rusts.. hahaa.. anyway other than the lack of enough fighting scenes, which themselves were totally great, there is little or not much complain about the movie.. will want to watch it again soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between the 2 movies, i went for a little stroll down yishun.. back to my old house where i once stayed in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nursery/ kindergarten class.. where this girl once pulled out a handful of my hair.. she was supposed to be the table leader some more.. i also remembered this cute little girl from table 3, who keeps preaching about god and stuff.. kinda irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00059.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reservoir and the jetty that i used to fish from.. my terrapin and goldfish is in there somewhere, if they survived for 14 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00049.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mac where i spent quite abit of time in.. used to drag my guardian there to eat when i was younger.. still have a photo of me sitting in it somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drain where i was caught bringing toys to my kindergarten.. stupid plane dropped out of my pocket when i was trying to cross the road.. got scolded when i went home that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00045.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my block.. block 614.. incidentally it is now situated right opposite the back gate of Chung Cheng High School (Yishun)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DSC00042.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once this was my house unit.. now no idea who lives there.. looks very messy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always liked to visit places which i have deep memories of.. sort of makes me really feel the presence of fate and destiny when i think of what would have become of me if i had not taken the path i took.. that kind of feeling that makes me feel both helpless and relieved at the same time.. yup guess i am abit too sentimental..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6303616648631399721?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6303616648631399721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=6303616648631399721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6303616648631399721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6303616648631399721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-awhile-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Long Long Time'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7051695512768702856</id><published>2008-02-18T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:34:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey its been awhile since i wrote anything here.. wouldnt say that i am super busy, but OCS never really gives us free time either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from JCC and lost 9kg because of training there.. i guess it can be considered memorable, but the memory itself is enough to bring nightmares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be cont..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i writing from in camp.. need to lights out le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7051695512768702856?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7051695512768702856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7051695512768702856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7051695512768702856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7051695512768702856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-its-been-awhile-since-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8617692098653687640</id><published>2007-11-27T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:38:34.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now going to go brunei soon.. hopefully will get the JCC badge and come back healthy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current weight: 61kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post-brunei weight: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i estimate about 56 to 58 i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.. cya in 3 weeks time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8617692098653687640?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8617692098653687640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=8617692098653687640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8617692098653687640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/8617692098653687640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-going-to-go-brunei-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1151761975817812358</id><published>2007-11-17T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:24:26.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much to rant about this week.. just feeling abit sian that Brunei and JCC is in another 2 weeks time.. seems kinda fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tekong field camp is horrible.. 32km navigation plus survival training.. not to mention being soaked from the river crossing practices.. horrible 5 days.. just glad to be back on mainland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now till JCC, nothing much to look forward to.. just some happy stuffs to think back on.. hopefully that will be enough for me to last the 9 days of JCC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the past week, cant seem to get the phrase "她会生气" out of my head.. seems to think that there may be a underlying meaning to it, but just dont seem to be able to grasp it.. can be abit frustrating at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, congrats on all those who finished A lvls.. the road hasnt been easy, so all the best and enjoy while u can before the results and the hassle of choosing Uni courses comes along..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1151761975817812358?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1151761975817812358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1151761975817812358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1151761975817812358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1151761975817812358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-much-to-rant-about-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-4290029257481007963</id><published>2007-11-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:05:26.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a real nice long book out this time.. went watch Stardust again yesterday.. couldnt resist when my sis asked me to watch with her.. the show was really very nice.. and she treating anyway but that's secondary.. the show was really, really nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=" width="540" height="438" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="anonymous&amp;amp;player=" videoautoplay="0" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today.. went to watch Bee movie with Jieyan Connie Rayburn Xinyu n Yiwen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/beemovie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then actually supposed to go sentosa with Jieyan Connie n Rayburn, but cos of some timing problems i end up meeting up with Shawn, which means i get to 'join in' his class gathering too.. which actually isnt a bad thing at all.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the whole group made Yiwen walk blindfolded from Marina Square to Suntec, to the Build a Bear Workshop.. and the silly things she had to do on the way.. is mostly what made the day worth remembering.. though there were some stuffs which i feel holds deeper meaning than what is merely said.. maybe i'll ponder abit on that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something else for me to ponder about.. when i was asked to make a wish for her bear, i only wish that she would be happy and not fall ill so easily.. feels as though the altruistic cycle is coming back again.. i dunno.. from what i heard and interpret it seems foolish to further anything.. if only things are clearer, things would be so much simpler.. but guess this kind of stuffs are not meant to be easy in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some pics of Gundams.. or rather part Gundams.. called MS(Mobile Suit) girls.. quite nicely designed too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wing Zero Custom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/WingZeroCustom02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bound Doc (weird name.. never followed this one but the pic looks nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Bound_Doc_White.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long week ahead.. but feeling quite contented now to be freed from the 20 week torture.. hope it is not another 20 weeks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4290029257481007963?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-6869309950832651417</id><published>2007-11-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:22:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looooong break for me.. 5 days actually.. nice rest from the hectic life as a cadet.. seriously dreading it now, but i have been through too much shit to give up at this point of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with justin peifen xinyu n yiwen to watch Stardust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/stardustad-719341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice show.. not as sweet as Secret, but still the fantasy genre and the romance between the main characters are a good learning point and a good escape from reality.. absolutely enjoyed myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus.. it has been 20 weeks since i last saw yiwen.. glad to see her doing great in uni, coping with studies and hall life and such.. but still think she quite frail, cos she is sick again.. hope she takes care of herself and dont overwork herself with her CCAs.. wonder will it be another 20 weeks before i see her again.. who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next movie i wanna watch is D-War, or Dragon War, but for some reason singapore theatres do not show it.. seems like a nice movie.. the plot also looks good.. but it is not showing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pV33TDzU0Is&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pV33TDzU0Is&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna enjoy the weekend.. dont even wanna think of next week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6869309950832651417?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6869309950832651417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=6869309950832651417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6869309950832651417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6869309950832651417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/11/looooong-break-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-302172633674005204</id><published>2007-11-04T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:51:29.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back  after 2 weeks of training.. mental fatigue hindered lots of my performance in the last few days, and my impatience and intolerance for one platoon mate is getting worse by the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was tough, especially navigations.. the plants stab, poke, slap, whip, whack, trip, slice, smash, anything u can think of the plants in the forest can throw at you.. i was even bitten by spiders (didnt turn into spiderman though) and one of the cadets in Echo was stung by hornets in the eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible 2 weeks.. nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote something to her thru email on her birthday.. not a confession, but did mention something bout that.. not sure whether she saw it.. the few messages that she replied me didnt say anything bout it.. but it was just something i look forward to in the whole 2 weeks of hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back for 2 days before booking out for 5 days.. a well needed break before Brunei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the brighter part of the Dark Side, 19 weeks of OCS has passed (same amount of time i never saw her).. halfway through and halfway more to go.. been through too much shit to give up now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-302172633674005204?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-2446418790376044425</id><published>2007-10-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:27:49.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a few long and tedious weeks.. we learn more new things in OCS, yet training gets tougher and more monotonous.. feeling quite horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one little break from army life is the BYG clique gathering yesterday, to celebrate peifen's 19th birthday.. and FINALLY managed to meet up with Xinyu.. since easter never see her le.. only hear bout her n her bf's stuff.. glad to see that she looks well, but as to what is really going on in her head regarding her bf's stuff i really dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheong good stuffs at vil'age Heeren, before going Paradiz centre for a little desert and chatting.. really miss those times back in NYJC A lvl period where we all study, chat n laugh everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to catch a movie.. technically is watching alone, cos i'd rather leave Connie n Rayburn to themselves.. being a lightbulb is never good.. especially in the cinema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Mr Woodcock.. quite a good laugh.. nice to destress once in awhile.. after that had a chat with the 2 lovebirds on relationships.. made me realise my compulsive actions must be controlled.. logical thinking should still reign.. but not to the extent that it paralyses my actions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup think that's all for now.. got 13 shitty days in SAFTI before i can come out for half a day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2446418790376044425?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2446418790376044425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2446418790376044425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2446418790376044425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2446418790376044425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-few-long-and-tedious-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-3682838919487115580</id><published>2007-10-07T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:39:44.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been super busy the past few weeks.. mainly with NS training and stuff.. time passing so irregularly.. not a nice feeling to have actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer crash, some other matters to attend to, OCS homeworks.. almost no time to have a proper life.. no idea why my bloody Wing is like this.. getting super irritated and pissed off at them planning stupid things for us to do, then end up rush like crazy for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;field camp next week.. hopefully next weekend is a peaceful one.. but knowing Echo Wing the chances are less than none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: looking back is easy, looking forward is hard, but it is going through now that is the hardest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-3682838919487115580?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3682838919487115580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=3682838919487115580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3682838919487115580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/3682838919487115580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-super-busy-past-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-4017209681988574750</id><published>2007-09-23T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T15:09:06.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been quite a bad day so far.. picnic was ok.. except it rained super heavily when we were packing up.. ok nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chinese physician.. said that my knee may need 1 month to heal (WTF!!! that serious????) hope my OCS dont get postponed or anything because of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid computer kena some stupid adware or spyware.. friggin thing keeps popping up for antivirgear.. bloody company promote their anti-spyware by infecting other computers with spyware.. assholes.. with people like this, who needs hackers? btw i have no idea how the spyware got in.. my cousin was using it yesterday.. hope is not her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight gonna book in.. 23km route march next week.. dont think my knee can heal before then.. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but going through all these stuffs, i know that at least i can still find solace in front of a piano, or in the company of good friends.. both of which does not exsist within the walls of SAFTI MI..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-4017209681988574750?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4017209681988574750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=4017209681988574750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4017209681988574750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/4017209681988574750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-quite-bad-day-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7876645841308599203</id><published>2007-09-22T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:38:35.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not exactly the greatest of great days.. but i kinda enjoyed it still.. had a little taste of the 'good old days' back in NYJC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mostly, nothing is as i had planned.. intended to meet up with Shawn for squash at 10, but kena delayed cos of some pending errands from my parents.. ended up i reach at 1030..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash was fun.. not the fact that i improve, but Shawn seems to be making more mistakes than usual.. remember roughly one year ago i was also cheonging squash to beat Shawn.. haiz time really flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, during one of my sliding attempts to whack the squash ball, my knee slam into the wall.. currently the angle it can bend is 90 degrees max, and there is quite a significant swelling on it.. think going chinese sinseh tomorrow.. after my family picnic at east coast park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;direct from my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/allwyn" target="_blank"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; 3 years ago..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 22, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say so much happened 4 e past 2 wks...it is an understatement...so much...prelims...dengue...guinea pigs giv birth....den 1 of the babies is sort of deformed or handicapped...e mother rejects it...so hve 2 try 2 hand raise...his...i tink is a he...hind 2 legs cant move much...den is also very small...2day 2nd day liao...quite lucky 2 live so long...i tink...but dis morn he started shaking...dunno y...feel quite helpless as he juz keep shaking...tink he is in pain or wad...haix...ke lian leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really is a damn understatement...haix...ke lian de baby...i juz went over 2 check on him...he's stiff all over...not breathing...dis time i really feel so hopeless...so helpless...to see a living creature suffer n yet cant do anything 2 help...i really feel so hopeless...maybe it was meant to be...maybe he wasnt meant to live at all...4 someone who has only days to live...it is easier to giv up their lives than people who has lived for decades...may you rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dedication to one of my most memorable friend,Reversi the black white guinea pig (20/09/2004 - 22/09/2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crippled, abandoned by parents, ostracize by his siblings, shunned by his species, with no one for company but strangers.. he suffered much more than i ever did in his short life.. rest in peace old friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my social night pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/socialnightcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people from my table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" 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title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-807458286640125347</id><published>2007-09-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:47:14.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>social night over.. cant believe the headache we went through trying to find a date.. especially so for those who do not have girlfriends.. horribly horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that it is over.. and glad that i didnt do anything that embarass myself or something.. and i guess the evening should be considered interesting.. definitely not that fun.. just interesting.. learnt a few things myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload some pix when my friend send them to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I regularly checked on the small guy, making sure he's not uncomfortable or anything. I even helped him exercised his hind legs, hoping that his legs will grow stronger. He's putting in effort, considering how hard he tried to move and kick those malformed legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried to see if Binnie would accept him, but she still treat him as though he was invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day, he was able to crawl about in his make-shift cage made by yours truly. He was unable to stay in the original cage for fear of being crushed by the parents who don't give a damn about his existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimmer of hope for him, or so we thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-807458286640125347?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/807458286640125347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=807458286640125347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/807458286640125347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/807458286640125347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/social-night-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-2782435072865782306</id><published>2007-09-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:17:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back for a looooong weekend.. considered long if i had more than 36 hours out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired from the 6km fast march today, so i'll just rant some stuffs and go crash..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a tough week.. route marches and stuff.. mentally and physically straining ba.. also learnt lots this week.. more of intangible ideals than actual knowledge.. but hope it helps me know how to cope well with people more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's social night.. nothing fantastic actually.. kinda feel a little helpless cos i dun know what is the proper thing to do.. hope i dont embarass myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the birthday of a memorable friend.. someone special and quite close to my heart.. too bad i wont be able to meet that someone anymore.. life is ever so cruel.. even to those unfortunate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;In dedication to one of my most memorable friend,&lt;br /&gt;the black and white guinea pig, Reversi (20/9/2004 - 22/9/2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;three years ago,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in school when i recieved a sms, "&lt;em&gt;hey bro,binnie juz gif birth 2 baby, but she rejecting one of them&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was shocked to see that one of the baby guinea pig had a deformed lower body. His lower back and lower legs are smaller than it should be, an he was struggling just to crawl about, dragging itself with its two front legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binnie, the mother, just treated him like he was trash. I don't blame her, because this is the way nature works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I couldn't just watch him die of starvation, so my sisters and I decided to care for him ourselves. We fed it rice water through a syringe, and tried to care of him a way a mother would care for a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was all white, with a black patch on his forehead. We wanted to bring him to a vet, but by the time our parents came home, it was very late, and my mother said to wait for awhile to see if his back legs would grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to right: Binnie, Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/archieandbinnie.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-2782435072865782306?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2782435072865782306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=2782435072865782306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2782435072865782306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/2782435072865782306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-for-looooong-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8038744571583423938</id><published>2007-09-15T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T17:35:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been quite a hectic 2 weeks for me.. not much to touch on actually.. unless u want me to rant about my military life.. which i can say is horrible.. extremely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Echo Wing is the legendarily little welfare wing.. shalln't touch much else i'll be charged or kena extras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on more serious stuff.. poh long's father passed away last week.. i really dunno how to react actually.. the feeling of helplessness is horrible, though not as horrible as the feeling of losing someone so close to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet up with him today.. he seems to be doing ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for next week.. main highlight is the 16km route march and social night.. my legs wanna break le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and while shopping for titbits in PS today, i saw the VCD for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought it.. muahahahaaa.. think i a little crazy after platoon field camp.. dig soooooo much until i am a little phobic about gardening le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and after soooo long.. i finally watched Bleach: Memories of Nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bleachmovieql4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite nice actually.. no idea why critics bash it so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back in in about a few hours.. and my good friend's birthday is in 5 days.. hahaa.. think i am the only one that remembers u.. after these years.. rest well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168299818647415388.post-7555168265524087750</id><published>2007-09-01T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:32:14.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things havent been going very well for me the past 2 weeks.. if you ask me it can be counted as one of the lowest time of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first is the start of the 'hell' month, where we Echo Wing only get like 1 day book out per week.. demoralising enough.. plus the Change Of Command (COC) parade and rehearsals, and the Patrol and Platoon field camp looming over the corner.. it was a horrible prospect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the COC rehearsals and stuff, the Wing is split into 2, where the rehearsing people will cheong like crazy in the hot sun and strict regimentation, while the other part of the Wing slack in their bunk.. then, the incident at the Army Half Marathon propelled Echo Wing into another parade.. this time a Full Military Funeral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit.. i really wanted to join in the parade.. not like some of my section mates who purposely think of some other excuses to &lt;em&gt;siam&lt;/em&gt; the parade and slack in bunk.. demoralising enough to know that u are sending off an officer.. worst still is the one-day time constrain to train up the drills which no one has done in a long long time.. so there was lots of confusion and frustration.. plus the &lt;em&gt;Sergeant Major of the Army&lt;/em&gt;, Jeffery Chng if i never remeber wrongly.. came down personally to inspect the parade.. oh and the drawing of No. 1 uniforms also caused alot of headaches.. due to size, length and cleaniness blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst of the worst.. my grandfather got a mild stroke.. he is in hospital recovering.. though mild, but his sense of balance, short term memory and perception of time seems jumbled up.. just went to visit him today.. seems ok, but they are still doing MRI scans and stuffs to check and monitor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos of all the stress, i guess i am starting to crack under the strain.. think i am starting to act weird and irritable, and that my section mates are starting to dislike me.. or vice versa.. i dunno.. all i know is that my patience level has dropped to a bare minimum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only bright side is that i went to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/2007-6-25-evan_almighty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilarious movie.. plus some good learning points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage, does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also saw the trailer for the new movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/stardustad-719341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks super nice.. gonna watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just cant forget the movie Secret.. still think it is a real nice show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite down now.. i really dont wanna go back camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. just found out my granddad also has some problems with his liver.. hope he is ok..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7555168265524087750?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7555168265524087750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7555168265524087750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7555168265524087750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7555168265524087750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-6591604396943943277</id><published>2007-08-18T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:13:31.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from a super long week.. all mud and dirt.. dirty though fun.. live firing and demolition.. plus some more platoon training.. ended up 3 out of my 5 uniforms are mostly brown with mud when i brought them home to wash.. not a nice feeling when your uniform is wet, sandy and sticky, but i guess that is what Infantry is mostly about, so just gotta get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for week out, turns out that i should always be prepared for anything unexpected.. wanted to plan a outing to watch Secret, but out of the blue mom says Sunday got celebration for Grandfather's birthday.. so bo bian, let the rest of the clique go.. then turns out that they didnt go, and was at the McDonald's near my house, but i at grandparent's house.. so yup kinda like just missed.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway next week is another long week.. another live firing on monday, another risk of fratricide.. plus Patrol Field Camp on wednesday n thursday, so 2 full days of continuous misson without sleep.. book out saturday, book in sunday cos of guard duty.. packed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts bout OCS.. i am seriously not sure the rationale of putting a whole bunch of would-be-leaders together.. kinda problematic if everyone is trying to dominate one another.. and that is what is happening in my platoon now.. plus the number of Out Of Course people is rising.. platoon morale is at rock bottom.. i seriously dont think it can get any lower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my social night date.. i asked Yiwen, but she has lessons on that day.. stupid committee changed it from saturday to a thursday.. so yup gotta find someone else i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-6591604396943943277?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6591604396943943277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=6591604396943943277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6591604396943943277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/6591604396943943277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-from-super-long-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-8254524090718717900</id><published>2007-08-12T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:09:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quite a weird week.. National Day holiday kena screwed cos of Cadet Duty Officer duty.. ended up i only had 13 hour of book out timing.. but perhaps it is because of the short amount of time out, that is why i treasure every moment of it.. spent some of it watching Rush Hour 3 with Shawn n MS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="627" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/rushhourposter5.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellent action and entertainment, but the story line is quite shallow.. guess they trying to earn more money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday's book out also sucked.. ended up we delayed 3 hours due to little stuff here and there.. finally left SAFTI at 4 plus.. went celebrate lil sis's birthday and watched Rush Hour 3 (again.. lately seems to be watching movies twice) with them (my treat)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to watch Secret by Jay Chou with Shawn n my sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="572" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/secret1.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely worth watching.. been quite awhile since i can 'feel' so much about a movie.. i really feel happy when the characters are.. i feel sad for them when they do.. i almost cried for them at one point, but no idea why no tears.. hmmm perhaps i'll watch it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Qu_-CNZFpY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Qu_-CNZFpY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8254524090718717900?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8254524090718717900/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>field camp this week back at tekong.. extremely tiring and muddy.. and it didnt end well.. cos my platoon lost some Controlled Combat Equipment.. currently waiting for judgement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that the rest of the week is intensively brain draining.. training on how to plan for operations is definitely much worse than studying for the hardest school subjects.. definitely problematic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i found out that i have duty on next wednesday.. 0800h wednesday to 0800h thursday.. which means i can only book out on thursday morning when others already left on wednesday night.. plus since i have to book in on thursday night means that i only have about 12 hours out.. and finally, the worst part.. that duty is considered normal duty cos it is on a weekday.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k enough complaining.. weekend is quite relaxing.. went to watch 2 movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="444" src="http://s52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/291149.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice thriller.. and frankly that murderer is a bloody psycho.. absolutely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that i met Justin Peifen Jieyan Beien for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers.. again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://s52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/transformers-movie-wallpaper-origin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic movie.. definitely worth watching twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that Justin drove us all home in his car.. sure nice to be able to get a license..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gotta book in soon.. have lots of homework left in camp to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i can feel myself changing.. the arrogance that comes with confidence.. the feeling of pity when we look at men.. so far there are only a little, but i fear they may be growing within me..&lt;div 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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-168299818647415388.post-8485251051586204662</id><published>2007-07-29T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:51:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired.. that mostly summarized my whole week in camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being both Armskote IC n Section IC was wearing me down alot, especially towards the end of the week.. the 3 extra duties i got didnt exactly helped much either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall the week is super physical.. 2 SOC and 2 IPPT test in a week.. it is a wonder that i am able to survive all the training.. considering that i was never from a athletic background.. but i am glad to say that my 2.4km run is improving.. timing cut to about 10.40 now.. still about another minute more to cut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the few, more interesting, things that happened this week is the lightning hit on the building beside us, triggering the fire alarm, and the sudden water stoppage in the morning yesterday.. kinda breaks the monotony of life inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i prone on a termites nest during field training.. was wondering why i felt so itchy but cos there was a armada of mosquitoes circling me i didnt bother.. not till i saw the termites crawling onto my weapon.. when i stood up i saw lots of them clinging onto my uniform with their jaws.. hmmm.. if i didnt know better i'd think i attract ants.. almost always kena ants during outfield..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing was the NDP tickets.. apparently i got 2 tickets from my dad.. thought of giving one to Yiwen cos she said she wanted to watch, but later i found out that i gotta book in on National Day evening.. then the last ticket my sis want, but my mom dont allow her to go alone.. so, ended up both tickets now go to my sis.. haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week field camp in Tekong.. 4D3N.. should not be that bad.. i hope.. mostly navigation and section stuff.. hope i have a chance to sneak into Ladang Camp and see my sergeants and platoon commanders of BMT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for all my friends, those i still talk to and those i had not enough time to do so.. take care and hope u adjust well to uni or whichever unit u are posted to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i am starting to feel real tired, of being something i dont think i naturally am.. the good part of me is tired from the charade, and i feel the evil side surfacing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-8485251051586204662?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8485251051586204662/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>back from SAFTI again.. and just like last time, with little time to spend outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book out is one of the shortest in my NS life.. and i hope it will be the shortest.. just over 24 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway life inside is kinda getting stabilised.. can feel myself getting used to the daily schedule and trainings inside.. though just as the instructors said, &lt;em&gt;"the worst is yet to come"..&lt;/em&gt; which i really agree.. they just showed us a little of their &lt;em&gt;powers&lt;/em&gt; during tuesday, on the march back from training.. that was the time when i feel like just quitting OCS.. most of us were push to the extent that we just wish to collapse and fall out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess i'll have to train my mental endurance concurrently with my stamina endurance.. 8 and a half more months to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i had a first hand withness of the conflict between specialist and officer rank.. cos one of the Staff Sergeant kinda blew up at us for no reason.. we were guessing cos of the rank problem.. hard to avoid, but.. that's what the system is like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda hate it when i wanna say things but i am not allowed to.. sort of different from the times when i wanna say things but i dont dare to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. some photos of the family visit day during my 3 week confinement in OCS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_1942.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me standing in front of the OCS HQ.. ironic thing about the sword/torch crest.. 杀人放火.. and the white lanyard i wear on my left shoulder represents my immunity to extra duties.. sadly it was removed 2 weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/IMG_1974.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n my sis at the one of the two stone lions which once stood at both ends of the nicoll highway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go in soon.. next week totally packed full of weapon handling.. hope my armskote duties wont kena any extra..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-512688840174542609?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/512688840174542609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=512688840174542609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/512688840174542609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/512688840174542609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-safti-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7602903268156704759</id><published>2007-07-15T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:36:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back.. for the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going thru 19 days of OCC, i am starting to realise why Beien say most OCS guys are desperate.. still, i am keeping a watch on myself, hoping i will not change into something i dont like.. but change i did, though i am still not sure of the results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the 19 days was quite tiring.. physically mentally and psychologically.. physical from all the trainings.. mentally from all the muggings.. and psychologically from all the stress and regimentation given by post we cadets hold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of other things happen.. some which i am not allow to say.. but mostly it is a memorable experience.. when i book out next time i'll give a more detailed entry.. now gotta rush back to SAFTI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray that i dont get extra next week.. it'll be horrible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7602903268156704759?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7602903268156704759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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this the last time i see me as me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people will and must change, else they wont adapt.. i normally look forward to, or even enjoy, change.. breaks the monotony of life.. but this time it is kinda different.. dunno why, but i feel extremely uneasy whenever i think of going into OCS.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends will disappear.. they will and they must.. else new friends will not enter out lives.. yet, there are always those few special ones u will never wanna miss.. heck the other acquaintances.. it is those close friends and the one u fancy that u r worried about.. that I am worried about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.. fresh new beginning.. fresh new start.. just hope the old things dont disappear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont see this in SAFTI.. this is what most medics do from my previous camp(not supposed to say)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="359" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/vet.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/ifipromisenottokillyou.jpg" width="122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncertainty.. What will i turn out to be after it all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7439064823906582818?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7439064823906582818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7439064823906582818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7439064823906582818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7439064823906582818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm-just-cant-help-pondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1058653585170811895</id><published>2007-06-23T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:42:27.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; really having lots on my mind now.. super super cramp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; things been going through my mind.. none i can solve or provide solutions to.. still it just tumbles through my mind anyway.. cant help it if my subconscious side is quite hyper today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only time i found solace was when i practiced a piano piece that i particularly liked.. let my subconscious take over and just relax.. its been long since i did that.. but, 3 weeks without my piano.. guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; get confinement depression or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the things i thought of, other than ways to prevent from becoming something i hate, would be my chances at, and the logic of starting, a relationship.. too much uncertainty, to the extent that after i fried most of my brain cells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="234" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/fryingbraincells.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that would be my subconscious talking to my conscious mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still back at square one, neither here nor there.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway being a guardian is both a fulfilling yet tiring job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="227" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/deadspider.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the coming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt; is a relief, or should i say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deprivation&lt;/span&gt;, of duty.. *shrugs* enough fried brain cells for supper.. no point frying some more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="370" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/venusflytrap.jpg" width="352" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-1058653585170811895?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1058653585170811895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=1058653585170811895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1058653585170811895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/1058653585170811895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm-really-having-lots-on-my-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-7181444299709374242</id><published>2007-06-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:18:55.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its OCS for me then.. OCS (Army Wing).. got a kind of love/hate relationship for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all good recruits go OCS" that's bullshit.. my sergeant once said, and i truly believe it, that if all good recruits go OCS or SISPEC, then the people they lead are lousy, and there is no point in leading them at all.. frankly i dont see myself as leadership material, but since i am in there i will make the best out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of all the hardship, fire trench and 32km route march and stuff, is really demoralising.. no sane person would want to go through that kind of hardship.. but think the sense of satisfaction after finishing the course would be as good as the training is tough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i wish, after all that 9 months of training, is that i will not become a conceited person.. it is something everyone will not want to be, but when u are there, u may become do the things u hate most unknowingly.. if i ever become that anyone is welcome slap me or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i write this at the juncture where i am extremely uncertain of the future.. i can only see the process, going brunei n taiwan, training hardship and mugging for the course, but i cannot see what i will become.. i am not god, nor am i a planeswalker, but i will not want to become something in the near future that i hate, that i will destroy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, when my mind is still unchanged, i pen down my thoughts, and hope that if i ever turn into a hateful person, this will at least jolt me back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm wonder my evil side will surface during OCS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice quote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only idiotic officers think that they are the most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only foolish specialist think they can move the mountain alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The generals can plan his battle plans as much as he desire... but the success of his plans lies in the hands of rifleman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish everyone luck in their unit.. regardless clerk, man or commander.. most superiors sucks.. though as with everything there are some rare exceptions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway found some recent pics of me.. totally forgotten i took these pics.. personally i dont like taking pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/bengnmummy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic with my mom.. as per request from sisters, i sacrifice a little of my image to make them happy.. oh well.. what to do? i am their elder brother after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/granmanbro.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic with my grandmother.. she is the one asking when i am giving her a grandson to carry.. hmmm maybe another 10 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i really have an evil side.. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/Mirror.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-7181444299709374242?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7181444299709374242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=7181444299709374242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7181444299709374242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/7181444299709374242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-its-ocs-for-me-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-216249045004911716</id><published>2007-06-21T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:47:14.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no going out, zero expenditure... MUAHAHAAhAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazed about at home today, flipping thru the channels on SCV, using the laptop n playing PSP at the same time (think i clocked at least 8 hours of PSP today).. hmmm is there such a thing as PSP-addiction??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway watched 3 movies at home today, back to back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. James Bond : The World is not Enough&lt;br /&gt;2. Battlestar : Galactica (i think it is a series, imagine star wars without fighting scenes.. boring)&lt;br /&gt;3. 無間道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and two documentaries, one about the opening days of Iraq War and one about the investigation to the fire that destroyed an Aircraft Carrier (no CSI-style here.. sorry Shawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm but perhaps it is due to me sitting down the whole day, i am having a headache now.. guess i am not the couch potato type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also been kinda lazy for this block leave.. i've not touch my Gundams at all, which frankly surprises myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to re-watch some of the episodes from the anime DN Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="336" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/DNAngel.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely a good anime.. sadly too short (26 episodes).. but still second to Bleach (130 episodes and counting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the Loner's Society tomorrow.. quite awhile never see them (except Shawn), and quite interested to know about Tracy's boyfriend.. not that i am kaypoh or anything.. just that the news was sudden and without warning, so kinda curious how it happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the Army posting.. good luck to everyone and hope u get to where u want to, (though through our SAF experience we know that this is impossible, as the people above are just a bunch of sadist who want to watch us suffer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-216249045004911716?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/216249045004911716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=216249045004911716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/216249045004911716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/216249045004911716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-no-going-out-zero-expenditure.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-126954149832477455</id><published>2007-06-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:37:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/fool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Fool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i was actually set on staying home, locking myself up and concentrate on resting.. but since my cousin asked me out, i just couldnt say no.. been awhile since i saw them cos of NS.. wasnt able to see them every Saturday like i used to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ended up at Cineleisure, watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="504" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/FanFour2_newposter.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hmmm personally i am not one that like to waste money, but think the time spent with my cousins is worth much more than the $7 spent on the movie tix..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;adding to the cost would be going to the 新旺香港茶餐厅 for dinner.. spent about $13 there.. $20 for just a evening/night out is kinda alot.. hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, the pool of money i can still draw from is left with about $60.. should i declare that i am broke?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so, in lieu of my current status, i'll promise myself that i wont step a foot out of my door tomorrow.. the only one who has the power to tempt me is too busy to even think about me.. guess there is always a bright side to everything..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone grows up.. so do we.. we dont spend as much time together, dont play like we used to do.. surprisingly, i can sense everyone's thoughts getting more complicated, the innocence disappearing from our minds.. how did it come to this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168299818647415388-126954149832477455?l=dryxhyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/feeds/126954149832477455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168299818647415388&amp;postID=126954149832477455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/126954149832477455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168299818647415388/posts/default/126954149832477455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryxhyl.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-fool-fool-is-card-of-infinite.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-168299818647415388.post-1700133398261999469</id><published>2007-06-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:17:35.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>most of today is considered wasted.. why? all because of our ever-ready army.. always ready to call anyone back so that their time is not the only one wasted.. dammit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to report to SAF Ferry Terminal at 1230h to take the fast craft back.. just my like to have a slow bus 89, crawling throughout the journey.. and the best part was, i stupidly pressed the bell 2 stops too early, so since that kind of place is one where no one gets off, i had to hop off and slowly walk.. 2 other silly Privates who saw me alighting also alighted with me, and joined me in cursing at swearing for dropping off 2 stops too early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took the 1300h fast craft cos we were late, i went back Coy Line and suddenly realised that i forgot to bring my PT shoes.. what to do? borrow lor.. one Out-Of-Training person was kind enough to lend me his one-size-too-big shoes, but i appreciate the gesture and wore it.. not as bad as i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the re-FFI, as what i expected, was a total waste of time.. blood pressure test, eye test, urine test.. the urine test was bloody disgusting.. medic told us to go toilet and urinate into a bottle, so with blur looks on our faces we went.. and the bottle i got was still filled with a little brown fluid.. stupid bugger from before never wash properly.. the bottom even have some unknown residue.. spent 5 mins rinsing it to prevent inaccurate results.. scared later they say i got STD or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish, went back Coy line and wait for further instructions.. apparently we were suppose to pass the papers to the Company clerk, but that slacker, seeing that the Company Sergeant Major was on MC, took half day leave.. so we were stuck with the papers, looking like silly goldfishes with our mouth open and looking for somewhere to place the FFI results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up i booked out at 1600h.. could have spent that time more wisely sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a phrase on a magazine i was reading during my waiting time at Coy line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stormtrooper_effect"&gt;Stormtrooper Syndrome&lt;/a&gt; - a phenomenon where the antagonists are unrealistically ineffective in combat against the protagonists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another word for it in the army is bobo shooter, where the firer will hit anywhere except the intended target..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Imperial stormtroopers in the original Star Wars trilogy, despite overwhelming numbers, professional military education and training, full armour, military-grade firepower, and noticeable combat effectiveness against non-speaking characters, were incapable of seriously harming or indeed even hitting the films' protagonists. Stormtroopers also appear unrealistically vulnerable; despite their armor, stormtroopers fall over, apparently dead, from a single shot to the abdomen or shoulder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do these few days.. perhaps just lock myself at home and enjoy the rest i have left before my unit posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/Allwyn/transformers-movie-wallpaper-origin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna watch this movie, but it comes out only on the 28 june, 3 days after i enter unit.. haix.. *suck thumb*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of transformers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4ckJFNkra8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P4ckJFNkra8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to unit life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish
