<?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-1582283684920640080</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:21:40.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living for the moment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7980672514149058053</id><published>2011-03-02T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:20:04.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To keep things short, i want to let you know, I will always remember and cherish what we have and all that we have been through. All our plans, Let's work hard and fulfill it together =) Time will prove that everything is worth it. I believe in us =) I Love You, Thong Yie Sze =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-7980672514149058053?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7980672514149058053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7980672514149058053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7980672514149058053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7980672514149058053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-keep-things-short-i-want-to-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1318886382488746945</id><published>2011-02-24T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T22:05:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i am a pighead. Say something that i should not have. I am really really such a pighead. BUT I JUST WANT TO SAY, I LOVE YOU, THONG YIE SZE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1318886382488746945?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1318886382488746945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1318886382488746945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1318886382488746945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1318886382488746945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-i-am-pighead.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5005672871936112794</id><published>2010-12-04T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:58:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This girl came into my life on 17/01/2009. This girl is always full of surprises. This girl is always willing to change for me just to make me happy. This girl is always there for me when i need her hug. This girl is willing to wake up super early just to make me breakfast. This girl is always making me laugh with her little cute dances and songs. This girl is willing to share a pathetic $5 lunch with me when i have no money. This girl is the only girl i know will not accept a gucci or LV bag. This girl gives me the most warmest hug. This girl can melt my heart with just a smile. This girl have the most awesome, bubbly character i ever met. This girl is willing to stand all my nonsense, no link jokes. This girl is the only girl who can make me happy. This girl is the only girl who cares so much for me. This girl is the girl who don't care if i am rich or not. This girl is the girl who would always ask me to work out my relationship with family and friends. This girl is the most attractive girl i have ever seen. This girl, by the name of Thong Yie Sze, is the girl i know i would need in my life. I love her for all that she have done for me. I promise in return of all that she have given for this relationship, i would love her with all my heart. I LOVE THONG YIE SZE. I REALLY DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 04/12/2010, i am offically announcing myself to be a pighead. I did sth really really bad to someone who really really means alot to me. Call me stupid, call me dumb, i dont care, i want the whole world to know, I REALLY REALLY LOVE THONG YIE SZE =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5005672871936112794?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5005672871936112794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5005672871936112794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5005672871936112794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5005672871936112794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-04122010-i-am-offically.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8458295950891947972</id><published>2010-10-27T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:52:35.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a maze.Careers,Relationship and Life decisions. It brings you round and round and round and then without realising, you are back to the start point.Sometimes you just feel so tired of running in circle. You wanted to give up. You wanted to just shout it out loud, " I QUIT!" Maybe no matter how hard we try, we can never change our destiny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is then your biggest regret in life?? something that you have done and you know it will haunt you for the rest of your life? Something you have decided on and then later you realise you have made a wrong decision and you can do shit about it? Something that you know its wrong and yet you go ahead with it?? I do believe that everyone will surely have a regret in life.Be it something they have done or said.Well,what we fail to realise is that from every regret/mistake we made, it makes us stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In this new year, i have many new year resolution. I have made many decisions. Some are small, some are life-changing decisions. Life then sums up to me in this way. Life is about making decisions for me. It is how I will try to make the wrong decisions I have made right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dunno what things would be like in future. I hope the day won't come when i realise i made all the wrong decisions. I really want to kmow that all the decisions i have made is right and i am progressing ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8458295950891947972?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8458295950891947972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8458295950891947972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8458295950891947972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8458295950891947972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-like-maze.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1412818084059842725</id><published>2010-01-17T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:00:49.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new year also comes new resolutions (on the scale of 1-10, it's a 0 that i everrr remember my resolutions by mid jan. This time, however, i'm making economically practical solutions)&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! RESOLUTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;-Make money! (gotta figure out my plan of "how-to-be-a-millionaire-by-30")&lt;br /&gt;Fun Fact: If a man doesn't make his first million by 35, he'll probably never make a million.&lt;br /&gt;-Stop eating chocolate bars right after meals&lt;br /&gt;-Make more money&lt;br /&gt;-save an average of $200 a month so by june i'll have $1200 and i'll be able to travel to somewhere i like&lt;br /&gt;-AND MAKE MORE MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is about it. Maybe attempt at being a hamster lover. I'll adopt a hamster for a month then return it using the excuse "it's crazy! crazy i tell ya! it attacked my mum when she tried to feed it." or, something a little more creative if possible. okay make no sense i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright 17 jan 2010 at 1.30am, a new chapter of life starts today. A happy start with a happy ending?? i really dunno. hope things work out the way i want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1412818084059842725?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1412818084059842725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1412818084059842725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1412818084059842725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1412818084059842725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2010/01/with-new-year-also-comes-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1009228643938989430</id><published>2009-12-20T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:14:22.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at subway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway crew : Hi, may i take your order?&lt;br /&gt;Small-Boy : Hi, i would like to order a 6 foot subway melt.&lt;br /&gt;Subway crew : giggle* um do you mean 6 inches?&lt;br /&gt;Small-Boy : No i want a 6 foot.&lt;br /&gt;Subway crew : eh but if we were to give you a 6 foot long sandwich, you might not be able to carry it.&lt;br /&gt;Small-Boy : But i thought 6 foot is THIS long?? *hands gestering 6 inches size*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at subway suddenly breaks out in laughter..HAHAH how hilarious isn't it?? I find him really cute. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh my birthday is coming. I hate birthdays. Birthdays are a constant reminder that you are aging. This fact depresses most, if not all.but then birthday are meant to be happy right right? I remb the time when i was still a kid, how every year i would be looking forward to my birthday with all the presents and cakes and fun that awaits me. I guess when you grow older, all you would wish for is that time will slow down abit for you to catch your breath, for you to come to terms with yourself that you are no longer a small kid and that age is catching up with you REAL FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1009228643938989430?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1009228643938989430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1009228643938989430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1009228643938989430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1009228643938989430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-at-subway.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-371189197078092494</id><published>2009-12-18T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:56:40.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am now and I am awake. Not the forced "I'm really tired and I'd totally sleep in but I'm dragging myself out of bed because Early Malaysia trip!" Early morning rock.. No enthusiam.. They're nice. But my whole awake at 8 situation is more of a "I'd really want to sleep in. Because I'm on off and i am really tired. But apart from burning eyes the rest of my body just won't switch of" kind of anti-slumber-state. The flesh has a mind of it's own. And right now it is not listening to the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whats interesting in malaysia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-371189197078092494?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/371189197078092494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=371189197078092494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/371189197078092494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/371189197078092494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/8am-now-and-i-am-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5813959839806658559</id><published>2009-12-10T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:06:02.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very glad and lucky I dont have any of these!! Heres a few funny ones I poached from the www.phobialist.com website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zemmiphobia- Fear of the great mole rat.&lt;br /&gt;Xanthophobia- Fear of the color yellow or the word yellow.&lt;br /&gt;Venustraphobia- Fear of beautiful women.&lt;br /&gt;Vestiphobia- Fear of clothing&lt;br /&gt;Uranophobia or Ouranophobia- Fear of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Urophobia- Fear of urine or urinating.&lt;br /&gt;Tapinophobia- Fear of being contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Stasibasiphobia or Stasiphobia- Fear of standing or walking. (Ambulophobia)&lt;br /&gt;Spacephobia- Fear of outer space.&lt;br /&gt;Sophophobia- Fear of learning.&lt;br /&gt;Scriptophobia- Fear of writing in public.&lt;br /&gt;Pteronophobia- Fear of being tickled by feathers.&lt;br /&gt;Potophobia- Fear of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Philemaphobia or Philematophobia- Fear of kissing.&lt;br /&gt;Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love.&lt;br /&gt;Parthenophobia- Fear of virgins or young girls.&lt;br /&gt;Papyrophobia- Fear of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Optophobia- Fear of opening one's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Onomatophobia- Fear of hearing a certain word or of names.&lt;br /&gt;Octophobia - Fear of the figure 8.&lt;br /&gt;Neophobia- Fear of anything new.&lt;br /&gt;Mnemophobia- Fear of memories&lt;br /&gt;Levophobia- Fear of things to the left side of the body.&lt;br /&gt;Leprophobia or Lepraphobia- Fear of leprosy.&lt;br /&gt;Kathisophobia- Fear of sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;Homilophobia- Fear of sermons.&lt;br /&gt;Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia- Fear of long words.&lt;br /&gt;Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia- Fear of the number 666.&lt;br /&gt;Genuphobia- Fear of knees.&lt;br /&gt;Geliophobia- Fear of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Geniophobia- Fear of chins.&lt;br /&gt;Dikephobia- Fear of justice.&lt;br /&gt;Defecaloesiophobia- Fear of painful bowels movements.&lt;br /&gt;Belonephobia- Fear of pins and needles.&lt;br /&gt;Apotemnophobia- Fear of persons with amputations.&lt;br /&gt;Arachibutyrophobia- Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Allodoxaphobia- Fear of opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am Gerascophobic -  Fear of growing old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid. Be VERY afraid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5813959839806658559?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5813959839806658559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5813959839806658559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5813959839806658559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5813959839806658559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-very-glad-and-lucky-i-dont-have-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3502634548688291153</id><published>2009-12-08T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:39:20.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time, I believe, for me to reflect again. And I have come to a conclusion that I have the best friends in the world. Here's to you all, all of you, CHEERS TO OUR FRIENDSHIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk is cheap and lies are expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick update on what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;-i've been working in a optical shop for a little over 1 month and i'm getting bored of it which really makes me wonder how am i gonna get a job and stick with it next time&lt;br /&gt;-i've just found out that i've quite a handful of friends who are really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm not quite sure of my career route anymore............. and that really worries me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I only have myself to blame. For the lack of enthusiasm/interest i have in my job. Stupidity with large-scale consequences. I look at the customer in my optical shop each day, and I can't help but shake my head in disappointment, for signs of "stingyness" (no such word i know) and "i am poor" written all over their faces. while attempting to persuade/con/cheat them into buying specs, a significant amount of customers are smarter than they look, for goodness sake,and that result in poor business and scolding from the boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things I really don't understand. I want some answers, but I'm getting none. Humans are funny creatures. really really funny. Goodnight people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3502634548688291153?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3502634548688291153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3502634548688291153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3502634548688291153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3502634548688291153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-friends-it-is-time-i-believe-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-894754682529907795</id><published>2009-12-04T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:50:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair dyed dark brown. supposed to be obvious but cant even tell my hair color changed. And I just HAD to open my mouth and ask for "Just trim my hair a bit? A tiny bit?". Yeah, like hair stylists know what "A tiny bit" is? They have this warped idea of what A tiny bit is. 1/4 of an inch is a tiny bit. 1/2 is kind of a tiny bit. 3 inches is Not a tiny bit. I am officially, A joke. Call me Misfit cause I fit the bill. Infact, any bill that is synonymous with Moron and, can't think of any other word at the moment, but basically "Something to laugh at". James laughed at me. "You asked for it zy". It's not That bad? Is it? Well so having to rock the bit-too-short bangs, I am, naturally, more edgy than usual. Bad edgy. Mood swing edgy. I'm like Dynamite! Loser with an attitude problem. Wait no. I take loser back. Wouldn't call myself that. At least i look better than last time. just by a tiny bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-894754682529907795?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/894754682529907795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=894754682529907795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/894754682529907795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/894754682529907795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-my-hair-dyed-dark-brown.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8492375600844778435</id><published>2009-12-03T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:05:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some time so here is some cool facts about why batman is cooler than other superheroes and you. eh do pardon me as what may seem gibberish to adult might be awe-inspiring for kids or maybe, me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood:enraged&lt;br /&gt;Batman is the coolest superhero ever.I know some people agree with me here, but just incase anyone doesnt understand why i went to see a movie 3 times about a guy who roams around in leather tights, let me explain by comparing other superheroes that've had movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-man&lt;br /&gt;Peter Parker is a joke. I usually sympathize with geeks, being one myself, but this guy is just a flat out knob-jockey. He has this feeling of guilt over the death of his Uncle Ben, but in reality it was a coincidence that he MAY or MAY NOT have been able to stop. Either way,Knob. Also, he had his powers handed to him. He gets bitten by a spider and all of a sudden he can throw a mean punch and bound between building flinging this web crap (which strangely resembles spunk) everywhere? What is the chances of that? spare me all that web-swinging NY hero thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hulk&lt;br /&gt;Now this movie is the worst ever. I watched it, stoned in the cinema, and even a giant green hulking low-wit hero wasnt enough to keep me interested. I have since watched it sober, thinking maybe that would make it better and I'd given it a bad wrap, but nope. Still awful. How did Eric Bana sink so low. "You're not gonna like me when I'm angry".And wow? Just when you are angry or enraged you just turned into a giant mincing green thing, jumping so high you're bounding between states at will. The Hulk is a total no for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman&lt;br /&gt;Hoho this ones too easy. The guy is flawless. He has no flaws. Every other hero has some form of flaw in their character. Its necessary from a storytelling point of view, otherwise there is no inner turmoil. But not Superman. And dont give me that kryptonite crap. That is not a flaw, that is a fluorescent impossible-to-get item from another planet. And herein lies the problem. The guy is invincible. What can you do to him without kryptonite? Nothing. No Kryptonite = unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;And look at his gay costume?! He wears his underpants on this outside of his pants! It looks like he stole the get-up from pasa-ma lam (night market) or something. He doesnt wear a mask either. Everyone can see who he is. Yet somehow, he throws on some glasses and nobody recognises him? Yeah right, and how about this. Next time I get caught mid crime, I'll throw some glasses on and they'll be none the wiser? Bullish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Men&lt;br /&gt;I like X-Men, but only the cool ones. Theres too many lousy ones. I like Gambit. That guy is cool. But where is he in all the movies? The coolest X-Man going round is nowhere to be seen. Instead we've got all these other tossers. Like Cyclops. Cyclops is the biggest fag to ever gain superhero status. He couldnt be more of a boring hero if he tried. As for the rest of them, they all got these insanely ridiculous powers, and from what I see in the movies, the bad guys with the better powers just join their side anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Then the younger mutants are all emo heros. Theyre all "whoa is me! Im a mutant and have amazing abilities beyond your wildest dreams".Think of the possibilities?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now let me tell you why Batman rules everything. And why kids obsess over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman&lt;br /&gt;Batman is the Dark Knight. DARK Knight. He's the anti-hero. Therefore he is cooler than you. He rules everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8492375600844778435?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8492375600844778435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8492375600844778435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8492375600844778435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8492375600844778435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/had-some-time-so-here-is-some-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5213352713625913344</id><published>2009-12-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:06:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling extremely bored and lifeless in the morning, I decided to go on MSN for a couple of minutes. Appear offline actually. I only wanted to talk to edwin. We have zero week-day lives. Correction. he has zero week-day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy. says:&lt;br /&gt;I have plans! Im going to the gym and snooker with samuel! WHOO&lt;br /&gt;zy. says:&lt;br /&gt;edwin i have a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for rubbing it in zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA no prob! Ok i gtg Live my Life now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;zy. says:&lt;br /&gt;have fun wasting yours on cyberspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will finally, after one lost creative x-fi one year ago, planning on trading in my samsung innov8,and buy myself a good, trust-worthy, video-music-sms-call-wi-fi all mighty, the Nokia N97. ABOUT TIME. Before the silence swallows me. Whole. I will safe-keep the warranty card this time. Laminate it, maybe. Don't want any watermarks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5213352713625913344?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5213352713625913344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5213352713625913344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5213352713625913344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5213352713625913344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-extremely-bored-and-lifeless-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1810374520869283437</id><published>2009-11-28T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:06:49.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats up. I have been kept busy with my optical shop job. 10 hours of rotting in a place filled with specs and shades and the "all look but no money" customer...I have come to terms that...this is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, this guy, about my age, told his mom "I'm going to the toilet". His mom then said "okay, be careful" and like every other foolish "don't tell me to be careful" teenager, he snapped back with a "for whatttt". For what. For what?! You ignorant ignorant guy. The male toilet is a dangerous place. The soul of vanity, jealousy and vandalism lye there. Not that any of those kill. But from a Mother point of view, you are always just a kid in her eyes. I remember the time when my mum or dad would just treat me as a kid in front of my friend, how i would get all red and pissed of with them. But have we really sit down and pounder, why are they behaving this way?? It all sums up to one word "LOVE". True love does'nt come from your friend, or just anyone you happily call "girlfriend/boyfriend". It comes from the ones who we always took for granted. our parents. such unfailing yet free love! Where in this world can we find such kind of love?? So from this day on, let us all just try to honor and be really nice to our parents okay?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realisation that as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt, because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1810374520869283437?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1810374520869283437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1810374520869283437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1810374520869283437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1810374520869283437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1247960381301538058</id><published>2009-11-27T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:07:21.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever wondered if true love really exist in this world??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, love. what is love?&lt;br /&gt;Love is passion. Obsession. Someone you can't live without. Someone you fall head over heels for. Find someone you can love like crazy, and will love you the same way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart. No sense in life without this. To make the journey without falling deeply in love, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try, because if you haven't tried, then you haven't lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh love. Love, is the best feeling. Or so i've heard from many "love" experts. Sadly there are the unfortunate few who "Trip On Love", "Run from magic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche as in may sound, some say that love is the most beautiful feeling, while others say that "love hurts" and that it isn't worth the pain. Which side am I on? I don't know. I Really dont have a clue. But being the optimist I am (I like to think of myself as the optimist) I think it will rockkkkkk. WOOOO! *calm down zhen yue* I reckon life is meaningless without love right right? Yawnnnn, it's 11:30pm. I really should be in bed. Okay then, until the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1247960381301538058?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1247960381301538058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1247960381301538058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1247960381301538058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1247960381301538058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-4219467891483344071</id><published>2008-09-12T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:04:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckcherry- Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had a lot to say was thinking all my time away&lt;br /&gt;I missed you and things weren't the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything inside it never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you cry it makes me want to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry I'm blue, I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can't take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you care, I love how you sound , and chase the way you make our world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say I'm sorry:&lt;br /&gt;This time, I think I'm to blame it's harder to get through the days&lt;br /&gt;You get older and blame turns to shame&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I think about how we came all this way&lt;br /&gt;The sleepless nights and the tears you cried it's never too late to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah sorry!&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last chance...to life my life right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-4219467891483344071?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4219467891483344071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=4219467891483344071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/4219467891483344071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/4219467891483344071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/buckcherry-sorry-oh-i-had-lot-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8999941458192311667</id><published>2008-08-19T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:15:02.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life?? life is unpredictable? life is awesome? life sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, it is almost September. So quick. And, right about today, I've come to terms with myself that my life is.. pretty much one (really long) month. I mean, I will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/span&gt; next month but I have yet to make the necessary arrangement for the trip.. So that friend called to make me feel better. Which worked. Which almost always works. I'm trying to get on terms with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook's&lt;/span&gt; really awesome??hm.will try to understand how it works. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, but i hate it when people hang up the call on me.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get all mad and hate that person for that day.or if that day haven't been any better for me,weeks or even months, or god knows how long i will be mad at that person.i don't know,maybe i am suffering from some kind of phobia?or some kind of symptoms/illness people.but i strongly believe that people who hang up calls on you does not have even the basic respect for you,much less been a civilized person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i am not been upset or anything, just met a particular past good friend of mine today..who hung up the call on me,unfortunately, on a bad day,thus causing our relationship to turn sour..i really don't know if the problem lie with me.but if it is,and to all the friends i have unintentionally upset, forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT SO BITTER AFTER ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8999941458192311667?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8999941458192311667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8999941458192311667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8999941458192311667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8999941458192311667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-life-life-is-unpredictable-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3171826462848061932</id><published>2008-08-18T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:01:21.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have sth to confess. i did a really really really really bad thing today. sorry i cant tell you guys exactly what i did..but then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PRAY THAT GOD WILL FORGIVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F**KED UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3171826462848061932?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3171826462848061932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3171826462848061932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3171826462848061932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3171826462848061932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-i-have-sth-to-confess.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2439283098242903173</id><published>2008-07-27T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:44:11.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- Face Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;Hey girl you know you drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;One look puts the rhythm in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with make up in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect&lt;br /&gt;Every action in this world will bear a consequence&lt;br /&gt;If you wait around forever you will surely drown&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say you're right again,&lt;br /&gt;Say you're right again,&lt;br /&gt;Heed my lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;She said "This doesn't hurt"&lt;br /&gt;She said "I finally had enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;She said "This doesn't hurt"&lt;br /&gt;She said "I finally had enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Screaming)&lt;br /&gt;One day she will tell you that she had enough&lt;br /&gt;It's coming round again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;She said "This doesn't hurt"&lt;br /&gt;She said "I finally had enough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2439283098242903173?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2439283098242903173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2439283098242903173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2439283098242903173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2439283098242903173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-jumpsuit-apparatus-face-down-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6274443379139932324</id><published>2008-07-26T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:10:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are things? To kick off my first day of book-out,NOT SO BITTER AFTER ALL!!went to sentosa in the morning with my army comrades,and played the "amazing race", followed by some games at siloso beach.to round it up,it was quite a enjoyable time.don't needa elaborate on what happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.something bad and i mean REALLY BAD incident happened today.i went to a rather elegant eatery today and while i was enjoying my plate of sirloin steak,and as many know,I am like, The most careless person on the planet and just..can't say..happen to topple and feed my berms some of the steak too!!feeling awkward and clownish,i kick that chunk of steak as far away from my table as i possibly could and it ended up lying behind a lady's heels.sensing danger and the risk of been exposed,i walked away without turning my head over while concealing my berms with a book i borrowed from the library.my heart throbbed like never before,whether from the shame i brought myself upon,or from the forever eccentric stare from the passerby,i don't know.all i know is to get out of that place asap,that's all.anyway,with my black-peppered berms,i proceed on to the theater to catch my 9.15pm "the dark knight" show.o and by the way,it was a rather tedious and yet exciting show. after the movies,i went straight home.what a way to end a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i reach home, that particular irritating person calls and My sis picks up.Being the worse liar, after answering,paused for like a decade,looked at me,and mouths "It's ******", I whisper "I'm not home". It's been like, 7 seconds of awkward obvious "ZhenYue is here" silence and she says "Not home" and hangs up.Then asks "Why don't you want to talk to *****?". At that point I am like "Damn it.. She knows". I called her back and yet kind-of yelled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fridge, is a joke. There is nothing to eat. Literally. Nothing. There are 4 apples, 1 orange, a bottle of butter,1 almost empty bottle of Baileys,eggs (not a fan of cooking eggs either), and that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canned food we have. Instant noodles we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! With love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6274443379139932324?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6274443379139932324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6274443379139932324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6274443379139932324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6274443379139932324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-are-things-to-kick-off-my-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-395279378099134263</id><published>2008-07-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:09:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing that this is my first post in how many decades,i will post a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very busy lately. I have not seen my friends in about 3 weeks but it does not matter because I am too busy being tired. Like how it is monday and I am in camp? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is officially my first bookout since 3 weeks and I still have NO IDEA what I am going to do. Due to lack of ideas, my original "watching movies and hanging around" idea is no longer an option.But yeah, you know. Too broke to disburse on sakae sushi and too lazy to get involved in anything that requires much walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway,life have been tough for me.dont ask me why. i don't know.it just tough,and all i need is a break,that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay story time. I took a cab back to my house this evening, and on the way, I got pulled over by a couple of "Authority Lords". They looked like nerds to me . So anyway, these two Men of Road-side "warriors" stopped my cab, looked in, opened the door and asked "Are you Singaporean?" (Which really translates to a Yes on first sight but to brainless a No). Then Hobo number 1 tells me to "Come out come out". And I did. Because I am law-abiding.The Hobo's checked my bag.He starts raiding my bag.and mind you my bag is no clean bag you know. Countless candy wrappers from 6 months ago and an open Hi-chew (Unfinished).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching they asked "Do you have drugs? Any drugs in your bag?"if they could recalled,they have checked my bag for like 3 times and yet still asking me sth like this. And right about then, I didn't even know what to think. "God this man is stupid" wouldn't suffice. Everything else I could think of was already an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to that someone,i am really sorry. it's really not your fault.i am the one to blame and i am really sorry.how i wish i could turn back time..synonymous with dumb would be me.and god knows when i will change that fking attitude of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sleeping. Such a waste of my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-395279378099134263?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/395279378099134263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=395279378099134263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/395279378099134263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/395279378099134263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/07/seeing-that-this-is-my-first-post-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7726572527970347271</id><published>2008-03-03T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:19:04.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met eleanor after church. needa pass her back sth plus hang out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to starbucks for early teabreak straight after our lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I want to donate blood."&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I have too much of it."&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor: "You're anemic. You don't have enough."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had something before deciding on Starbucks, but my caffeine-addict of a fren needed her daily fix. Otherwise she wouldn't be able to function normally. Substance dependency. Weak. Walking into Starbucks, she pointed to this one lady and said "Hey look, taking a nap after coffee." I found that funny. Started laughing. How ironic right? I mean you'd expect Starbucks to be full of caffeine-high-insomatic people, but nnno. You walk in and see someone sleeping next to an empty mug of coffee. Maybe she just went through a major Sugarcrash, I think. Because you know how caffeine raises your insulin/sugar levels real high real quick but then without sign crashes down hard. Way hard. "Maybe she got decaff-ed"- Maybe. I had hot chocolate. With little tiny baby marshmellows toppings. And chocolate drizzles and a dash of cocoa powder and everythinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went on to talk about all the times, in the past, when there was once I got terribly drunk. Terribly meaning passed outside bathroom floor and waking up with amnesia of activities of night before. but miraculously,my dad did not reprimand me.but instead, shove me a cup of hot tea..going all,"Son,this is part and parcel of life.just let this be the first and the last time u drink like this. ok?" haha.i was like wow,was expecting a hell lot of reprimanding from him! well, maybe caz of the    "How to understand your teenager" book he has been reading. hhe then asked me to come up with reasons as to "Why I should never touch anything I cannot be in control of". Thinking hard.. I could easily come up with a list, but it all sums down to one reason really. I am Tré Compulsive. Well not so much now-a-days. But previously.. All the cookies or hell baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-7726572527970347271?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7726572527970347271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7726572527970347271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7726572527970347271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7726572527970347271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/03/met-eleanor-after-church.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2438233369510984535</id><published>2008-03-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:27:35.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, good morning. I am back to my previous life. Back to staying up all night, sleeping through the morning and then having breakfast at 2pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;haha. Well it's only been a couple of nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that is the whole aftermath of the "suffering" i went through in brunei  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway anyway, I had tennis session yesterday with Nicolas. I played the same forehand stroke like 15 times and got it wrong all 15 times. nono. maybe 13 times..I hit the ball to the net like 10 times, and i send the other 3 balls flying to Mars..&lt;br /&gt;So much for a good "first impression". I could almost sense the frustration. I still want to play tennis with him. I would/I could work on the "second impression" but then the "third impression" would also be the "last impression" so there isn't really a point. But I could, just for Impression's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes a good impression anyway? I honestly don't know. That is why I carry a stick of Hi-Chew around with me and offer them to people I meet for the first time so at least they remember me for something.haha. Hellllllll I'd rather make a moderately-bad impression than no impression at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes you see someone from church who you only talked to about 0nce (and it was only because you had to borrow paper and a pen), and so you see that same person in town and part of you says "Heyyyy I know her, maybe I should say Hi". But the other part of you says "Hi? What for? You only talked once. And it was desperate talk." Then before your mind could work quick enough your hand decides it wants to be all social and starts waving to that girl you borrowed stationary from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wave and the whole "spur of the moment" is up, you realise you don't even know her name. And it's not like you forgot. You just never bothered to ask. To think you spent 2 whole years in the same youth service with her. You will now forever never know her name. Until you accidentaly find her on friendster, of course. Afterall thats what it was created for, no? Connecting people? Oh and to all you losers who are on the whole "ZhenYue &amp; ********" are dating thing, no. Friends don't date friends. Period. Unless Jessica Alba is my friend. Then I would de-friend her in order to be a potential Love interest..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok have to go. &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;peacee outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2438233369510984535?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2438233369510984535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2438233369510984535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2438233369510984535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2438233369510984535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/03/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6192357736874523780</id><published>2007-09-23T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:48:15.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I passed by and went to look at fitness classes. I am thinking about joining one, not yet but in the future because... well...just have the urge/calling to stay in good shape after my NS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and early in the morning today. i woke up and could'nt find my PSP lying around.thus came to the conclusion that I left my PSP in someone's pocket. I almost had a heartattack. I didn't know how to tell my parents about it.. since I'm always OBSESSING on how people should be more careful where they place their handphones/ipods/psp. But thank you Jesus- I then remembered I had left it underneath my seat in the car. So for now, can still do the whole (super annoying) "I TOLD you to be more careful" thing.. and wait for my turn to lose something. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for your info, i have just passed out from my BMT!! woohoo. schedule would be pretty much packed in camp now.tougher trainings i reckon. grins* haha.but at least..we are "Chao" recruit NO MORE!!!! cheers! see you guys soon yea? no time for blogging these days. hmm..will see how my schedule in camp goes. till then. have a nice day everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**im not gonna update my blog anymore sooner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is deadddd...for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6192357736874523780?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6192357736874523780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6192357736874523780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6192357736874523780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6192357736874523780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-guys-yesterday-i-passed-by-and-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7257024272936595</id><published>2007-08-19T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:50:22.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take That - Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have a little patience &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hurting from a love I lost, &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling your frustration. &lt;br /&gt;Any minute all the pain will stop. &lt;br /&gt;Just hold me close inside your arms tonight, &lt;br /&gt;don't be too hard on my emotions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;Cause I need time. &lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb, has no feeling. &lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing, &lt;br /&gt;Just try and have a little patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna start over again, &lt;br /&gt;I know you wanna be my salvation. &lt;br /&gt;The one that I can always depend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be strong. Believe me, &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to move on, &lt;br /&gt;It's complicated but understand me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need time, &lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb, has no feeling, &lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing, &lt;br /&gt;Just try and have a little patience, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, have a little patience, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause these scars run so deep, &lt;br /&gt;It's been hard, &lt;br /&gt;But I have to believe in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience, &lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, Cause I, I just need time, &lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb, has no feeling, &lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing, &lt;br /&gt;just try, and have a little patience, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience, &lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb, has no feeling, &lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing &lt;br /&gt;just try and have a little... Patience&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-7257024272936595?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7257024272936595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7257024272936595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7257024272936595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7257024272936595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-that-patience-just-have-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1047456439356560377</id><published>2007-08-18T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T16:30:18.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello. I have come to the realization that I don't blog regularly anymore...maybe due to time restrain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been crazy happy lately. Think double cheeseburgers, fries, brownies, cookies, milkshakes, ice cream, 10 TIMES A DAY! Yeah, for the past week, I've been having nothing but wild thoughts running all over my mind..ha..so the first thing i do when i book out from my army camp, was to sewn up all my money to indulge impulsively into those foods, or rather..junk foods. some would say..haha. but I hate the aftermath of over eating though. I also hate exercise. but it's good that i get to exercise everyday in army camp. hahaha. here's how it goes..excessive gobbling during the weekends..fats-burning sessions in camp during weekdays..haaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are what you eat. I am junk food. junk food is me. Time to burn!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1047456439356560377?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1047456439356560377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1047456439356560377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1047456439356560377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1047456439356560377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/08/ello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2549040394933042261</id><published>2007-08-09T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:11:09.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. tell you what. last week was my worst week ever. never had i experienced such ominous luck before. every things just don't seems to turn out right for me. be it during my training, or just a mere conversation with my commanders. sux. won't elaborate as i don't see the need to, neither do i want to share my bad experiences with you guys. hope you guys aint as ill-omened as me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to my self and you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2549040394933042261?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2549040394933042261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2549040394933042261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2549040394933042261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2549040394933042261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/08/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2532455247529537557</id><published>2007-07-29T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T12:45:03.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww..feel sick..so sick.nothing but sick.zzz. down with fever, sore throat, aching all else. this week cant be any better for be. training still goes on, no special treatment. how about you guys?? in the pink of health?? hope everything goes well for all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a bit of sleeping to catch up for myself, now that my physical body is out and I won't be feeling well for quite a while. Ok.. I am going to sleep now.and some panadol to go along.. For My Own Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sickkkkenn outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2532455247529537557?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2532455247529537557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2532455247529537557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2532455247529537557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2532455247529537557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/07/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5859281297067447359</id><published>2007-07-22T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:59:05.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok some horrible incident happen yesterday after i book out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way to lay my hands on some delightful eclairs at AMK, when there was these two jokes walking in front of me. Seriously. They looked like.. I don't even know how to describe them. Slightly down-syndrome tissue-paper selling men. They were both cracking out-of-the-world jokes between themselves and Retard Army guy A pointed at me to Retard Army guy B and said "hey, i really wonders how he survive in the army. so weak.." (plse. i am not weak. just that those two retards appears taller,paunchy and tanner than i am) So I gave them the "what up with that" look. Or, ok maybe that was the "Yeah? What?" look. The "what up with that" look has a bit more emotion. The same Retard A noticed my, displease and tried to make peace by saying "Peace, peace ok?". I ignored. He then asked "Do you speak English?" with much sarcasm, and in my response , I said "No, I do Not speak English." He then asked "So what language do you speak?" (to think I thought I had made my point clear in the previous sentence). So I said "French". They then started saying random french words they invented out loud. Like "Au Revoir", "Bonjouree" and, other french words that I  ever heard of. The epitome of stupidity, right there, on the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, and maybe my complete lack of cyberspace, dysfunctional locker in my army camps, and my obsession with slacking, nothing have been particularly interesting.Now, I will go and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt; to make something interesting happen..maybe for the next coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacee outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5859281297067447359?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5859281297067447359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5859281297067447359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5859281297067447359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5859281297067447359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-some-horrible-incident-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6759504475040509935</id><published>2007-07-16T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:02:00.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghdagjhfnmgd Eahgjhdfsj (that means "Greetings Earthlings: in Gibberish), how is everyone? Every weekend went by so quick. Just like that. It's like I closed my eyes for 5 minutes and when I opened them, my weekends are over and burned,soon finding myself making my way back to camp..i mean like "WTH, 5 and a half days in camp,one and a half day off?? What are we to them? Superman?? Transformer??! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how have everyone been? I am unwell. I get "unwell" quite regularly. If you scroll down, I probably wrote an entry not too long ago with the words "I", "am", and "unwell". It's frustrating. But it's also self-inflicted. I had to exercise super duper lott, drink water way too much beyond my point of thirst ,get shouted at 24/7. It's like i'm asking both my body and mind to fail me. I need to start adapting to such lifestyle perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH. cant take it anymoreee.. bored bored bored bored bored!! sdrewqadsdxasdwadashbdfvfedacvdfxczvdfaecxcasdsadafdcz &lt;br /&gt;(ignore me. just venting out all my frustration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still tired, still don't want to go to sleep. I'll do anything else except blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6759504475040509935?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6759504475040509935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6759504475040509935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6759504475040509935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6759504475040509935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/07/ghdagjhfnmgd-eahgjhdfsj-that-means.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1794889768761330212</id><published>2007-07-11T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:58:58.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE EVERYTHING, A-WHOA-OH-OH&lt;br /&gt;DKNY by West Grand is an amazing song! It've been on repeat throughout my entire morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My off-day today!! bad thing- have to be back in camp by 8pm. shucks! that's horrendous. zzz..I am gonna fall apart real soon. so little free time..so much PT. hai..o well, What is everyone doing today? probably just another typical + boring day in school or work i reckon?? and hey,I need to buy clothes. Since my recent pay, I have been feeling very.. deprived? Is that the word? I'm not sure but I do feel deprived, to a certain extent. I have the money to buy clothes, but i just lack the time..I need like, 2 shirts and I will be set for a month of two. Or three. Yeah, three sounds good. Oh andd Note to self: Must not over-spent. this month budget : $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a big cup of Pepsi - I do miss Pepsi more then i miss my com!! haha. and some chips to swallow so I will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea. another off-day this thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;Bye, happy day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacee outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1794889768761330212?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1794889768761330212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1794889768761330212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1794889768761330212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1794889768761330212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-everything-whoa-oh-oh-dkny-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3921076995573921953</id><published>2007-07-08T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T19:55:13.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I feel silly/happy/silly/annoyed with being silly/happy and all with no particular reason. Well ok, partly because of the training in army..haha. Come, let me tell you about it. It was superb! daily 5.30am we had to wake up for the 5 BX (basic exercise), go for a 2km run. and more training in the afternoon.and more and more and more training in the evening..sounds awesome isn't? haha. just exaggerating abit. but yea. army life is all about training.  hai.. I mean, wow. we are not superman ok!!! everyday giving us training. that sux!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww..cant believe that It's gonna be monday again. The days go by way too fast! I am still in denial that i am going back to my dreadful camp of mine in about 2 hours time. zzzzzzzzz..see you guys next weekend...here's a song for all of you..enjoy!!!until then. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five For Fighting - Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;Im not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Im just out to find&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im more than a bird...Im more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;br /&gt;About a home Ill never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound absurd...but dont be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed...but wont you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away...away from me&lt;br /&gt;Its all right...you can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;Im not crazy...or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand to fly&lt;br /&gt;Im not that naive&lt;br /&gt;Men werent meant to ride&lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, inside me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man&lt;br /&gt;In a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;And its not easy, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3921076995573921953?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3921076995573921953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3921076995573921953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3921076995573921953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3921076995573921953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3139643949288179253</id><published>2007-06-30T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:22:45.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...HI ALL..I AM BACK!!!! ahahaa. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so this is the first bookout from army after 2 weeks of confinement. hmm. when the word "army" flash pass your mind, what comes to your head first?? some say "army is tough",while others say "army would brain-wash you from a person who don't care a damn about our country, to become one who would die for our country."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. alright.. army is not not at all tough. trust me on that. you get all fabulous food,great work-outs for "great" bodys. plenty of rest. and plenty of free time. I am from the company, Bravo..best company ever!! haha. btw.. during road march, we are even required to sing songs as we march.take note. it is a MUST!! hehe. shall list you a song today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " down by the down by the left foot down yea. 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;    can't hear you yea. 2!!&lt;br /&gt;    sing louder yea 3!!&lt;br /&gt;    that's better yea. 4!!&lt;br /&gt;    all together now. 1,2,3,4!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   we shall not be moveeedd x2&lt;br /&gt;   we shall not be movedd. just like a tree standing at the WATERFRONT!!&lt;br /&gt;   we shall not be moved x2&lt;br /&gt;   BRAVO, BRAVO, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;   we like it here we like it here we found ourselves a home&lt;br /&gt;   a home, a home, a home sweethome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; aaahaha/ outt till the next weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace outtt&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3139643949288179253?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3139643949288179253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3139643949288179253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3139643949288179253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3139643949288179253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8026361345922595505</id><published>2007-06-15T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:44:47.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys. this will be my final blog entry..before i go into the army tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with pei wei today...went window-shopping with her..we walked around for like 2 hours..then followed by some pool sessions. haha. she wasn't as bad as she claimed she were. in fact. she's good!! had a great catching-up session with her. it have been ages since we met up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFr75TPtqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_dIC9md-STw/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFr75TPtqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_dIC9md-STw/s320/pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075956931761256098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFryJTPtpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fY61xqCIYg0/s1600-h/bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFryJTPtpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fY61xqCIYg0/s320/bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075956764257531538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFrRpTPtnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fhDTyToH58I/s1600-h/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFrRpTPtnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fhDTyToH58I/s320/drink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075956205911783026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            ahahha. she's too shy for the camera. lollol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFrm5TPtoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gmkGj9vOvMU/s1600-h/drink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFrm5TPtoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gmkGj9vOvMU/s320/drink2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075956570984003202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   in order : Roma Paradise,  Singapore Sling,  Blue Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFswZTPtsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SZhahgNLnv8/s1600-h/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFswZTPtsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SZhahgNLnv8/s320/111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075957833704388290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         some awesome water fountain we found at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFtyZTPttI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qQod5u37f54/s1600-h/222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFtyZTPttI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qQod5u37f54/s320/222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075958967575754450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to Tony Roma's for dinner. they serve fantastic pork ribs but it's kinda expensive..so we just ordered a set and we shared. we had a great time..talking about almost anything on earth. haha. she's one hell of a joker!! crack me up most of the time with her lame jokes. haha. they have this buy 2 get 1 free cocktails kind of promotion..so we ordered. 1. Roma Paradise  2.  Blue Lagoon  3. Singapore Sling. I love the Roma Paradise e most. so gonna get that when i go back the next time..so came the time when we had to foot the bill. The figure left my jaw hanging for a moment. $112.75!! I was planning to stand treat. but she insisted on treating caz i'm going to the army..i was feeling bad but joyous all over..bad because i had to let her pay. joyous because i had such a good fren like her..well..i swear i would treat her to a sumptuous meal the next time i get my pay. what an awesome fren she was!! love her loads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright guys. time for me to head to bed caz i needa get up early the next morning..during this 2 weeks before i go into the army... i saw many true frens. frens that stood by me...they are the ones that truly care for me..hmm..if anyone of you are reading this blog now..i would like to say a big "thank you". love you guys loads..gonna miss you guys lots...muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8026361345922595505?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8026361345922595505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8026361345922595505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8026361345922595505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8026361345922595505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RnFr75TPtqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_dIC9md-STw/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8169291919506008707</id><published>2007-06-12T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:50:43.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had&lt;br /&gt;three wishes. What would you wish for? (And no, you CANNOT wish for "a hundred more wishes!" *rollz eyes*) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I wish for? Hmmm I don't know. Oh wait! I do. &lt;br /&gt;1.) 20 billion dollarss&lt;br /&gt;2.) an apple from the tree of life&lt;br /&gt;3.) I wld like to marry **********, or ************ (hehehee) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln, Desmond and I went to town yesterday. It was so much fun!! He,he. We bought like nothing..but we just enjoy our company together..Okay whatever, I can't believe I only get to see them like, 2 mths in a yr! That sucks. Ha,ha well not really but youuu knowww, we are just too busy to meet up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_0z5TPtjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YsV_spGoMQs/s1600-h/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_0z5TPtjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YsV_spGoMQs/s320/chris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075544477461886514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1FJTPtkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OldtMmx903A/s1600-h/chris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1FJTPtkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OldtMmx903A/s320/chris2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075544773814629954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1U5TPtlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oTEjQTx5ajk/s1600-h/chris3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1U5TPtlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oTEjQTx5ajk/s320/chris3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075545044397569618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1kZTPtmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xsdzSGyS2RU/s1600-h/working.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_1kZTPtmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xsdzSGyS2RU/s320/working.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075545310685541986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so in the afternoon I went to cck , then to meet chris. i went with him to his drums lesson.haa..he's good..at least better then me..anyway. he's working today and i manage to take a snapshot of him working on the last day..haha. i went off in a while and yea. hope that he could get some customer today. din have my luck the past few days!! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredd outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8169291919506008707?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8169291919506008707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8169291919506008707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8169291919506008707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8169291919506008707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-you-had-three-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rm_0z5TPtjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YsV_spGoMQs/s72-c/chris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5117205019115050171</id><published>2007-06-10T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T17:17:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok so i didn't go out after all. cuz, i was abt to leave when i suddenly felt like nt gg, so i juz called n cancelled. i felt bad but yeh whatever. there's still nxt weekend n nxt nxt weekend. n nxt nxt nxt weekend. n bsides, i see them everyday at uhh..msn?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to hav cheezels? or not to have cheezels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the question that was running thru my mind between 3-4pm.&lt;br /&gt;ok so i opened the fridge n there sat a bag of dangerously cheesy cheezels! the first thing tt came into my mind was "OMG, cheezels!!!"&lt;br /&gt;but then it hit me, "ur health is in your hands" (its health week @ my schedule lol. Thats the slogan. i for one am taking the gd advice on eating healthy- only till health week is over of course. duh.) but then i looked @ e bag of cheezels, n well.. it looked oh so lonely. sitting in the corner of the fridge, so cold, so...alone. n i was juz staring at the bag of cheezels when i heard it whisper to me "zhen yue..oh zhen yue. cheezels r e best. juz have ONE. ONE cheezel won't kill. it's only ONE. c'mon zhen yue, be a man!"&lt;br /&gt;mmm... temptation. like as my dad says. (what does he say again??)smth like, he looks @ me n goes all "tolerance..." n im thinking "whatever." okok so, i rmbed, "once u pop u cant stop" or whatever the pringles slogan is..n i mean IT'S ALL IN THE HEAD.. so, being the very endurant zhen yue im kwn for, slowly, but surely, backed away frm the cheezels.&lt;br /&gt;i said no!! i am so proud of myself,n besides, y have cheezels when there are dark choco juz lying there, looking even lonlier.(dark choco is good for health k..someone said so..) haha so i decided on hersheys dark choco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed? very. so that was my day. until tomorrow, lar!&lt;br /&gt;remb ppl. Hersheys' dark choco are the new Cheezels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signn outt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5117205019115050171?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5117205019115050171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5117205019115050171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5117205019115050171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5117205019115050171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-so-i-didnt-go-out-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7724255187153548069</id><published>2007-06-09T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T12:19:50.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi, today's truly an awesome day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ZOUK&lt;/span&gt; today... with Galvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmoinJTPtZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TpiuVtoAYbI/s1600-h/zouk.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905986093168018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmoinJTPtZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TpiuVtoAYbI/s320/zouk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojKpTPtaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lNIoOa3_nO4/s1600-h/entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073906595978524066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojKpTPtaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lNIoOa3_nO4/s320/entrance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmohdZTPtXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qwDMBRkc1NI/s1600-h/galvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073904719077815666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmohdZTPtXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qwDMBRkc1NI/s320/galvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have this Gatsby "moving rubber" event thing. and i got in for free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmoh75TPtYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gblL5VCAooI/s1600-h/gatsby.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905243063825794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmoh75TPtYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gblL5VCAooI/s320/gatsby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got this for free too!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wee got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ZOUK&lt;/span&gt; at around 8++.. and both of us were so psyched and inpatient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;caz&lt;/span&gt; of the Q..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;waitin&lt;/span&gt; to get IN the club seemed like FOREVER. so we stood outside and froze our arses off..we waited for about 35-40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;minss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojfpTPtbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ozC8FbwPNo/s1600-h/hixx.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073906956755776946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojfpTPtbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ozC8FbwPNo/s320/hixx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojyJTPtcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jMI2nvMNIyk/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073907274583356866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmojyJTPtcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jMI2nvMNIyk/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmokCJTPtdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jGnW987ce3g/s1600-h/q.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073907549461263826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmokCJTPtdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jGnW987ce3g/s320/q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we got in.. and headed STRAIGHT for the bar! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;..Galvin ordered a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cranberrys&lt;/span&gt; vodka..but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;could'nt&lt;/span&gt; finish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;caz&lt;/span&gt; he found out that he can't take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alcoholic&lt;/span&gt; drinks (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rollz&lt;/span&gt; eyes*) so i just gulp it all up for him..Galvin was then saying "do you think they'd have coke?" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; all thinking "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;..who comes to a club for some cheap coke?!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt; i ordered : 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Tarquilla&lt;/span&gt; Shot and Galvin was all, "hey.better not try this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;. it's the strongest shot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haah&lt;/span&gt;. i pushed my luck, drank it all up, and was feeling "high" all up in my head..i then ordered a orange juice. and it makes me feel MUCH better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmokuZTPteI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z1TVNTGYhrI/s1600-h/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073908309670475234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmokuZTPteI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z1TVNTGYhrI/s320/drink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmolC5TPtfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cNG6EYlN0kM/s1600-h/alley.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073908661857793522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmolC5TPtfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cNG6EYlN0kM/s320/alley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmola5TPtgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RiV5fx3Pai4/s1600-h/dancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073909074174653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmola5TPtgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RiV5fx3Pai4/s320/dancer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmol35TPthI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qvw5rCipbKE/s1600-h/dancefloor.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073909572390860306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmol35TPthI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qvw5rCipbKE/s320/dancefloor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmomJ5TPtiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nnsqOeZV17E/s1600-h/dance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073909881628505634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmomJ5TPtiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nnsqOeZV17E/s320/dance2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on we move on to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dancefloor&lt;/span&gt; at about 10.45..but to my horror..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;NOONE's&lt;/span&gt; dancing!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. i was like, "hey, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; too shy to dance..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. no one is even moving a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fiinger&lt;/span&gt;. much less dance!!" when it hit 10.55. one couple started dancing.. and everyone gave they a cold stare..not long after. everyone is dancing . i thought i might be the only one just stoning at the side. most probably been mocked at for not been able to dance.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. but not long after. i just started dancing along. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;. i don't know what got into me. I can't dance for nuts k. ask my school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. so everyone there were dancing. and the atmosphere's freaking AWESOME!! everyone was dancing their heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;outt&lt;/span&gt;. the bursting music added much excitement too!! cant freaking spot one sad/worried face!! but as i was dancing. i felt someone bumping me on my arse. i thought it might just be an unintentional bump. but it kept going on for like 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;..i was all, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. SHIT SHIT!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; i turned around. and saw one lady. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;aahaha&lt;/span&gt;. i smiled at her. and she smiled back. i then decided i should return back to dancing "in my own world"..trying my v. best to see her and all the rest as "transparent" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..you guys may wonder if clubbing is my cup of tea..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. if i were to say i enjoy it v. much. or i hate going to those places..i am lying. i think clubbing is of mediocre standard. once is a while is fun..but definitely not too much. after all, we only have a lifetime to experience new things. if we were to give it a miss to those things/events. then i am sure life isn't that fun after all...is it??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;outtt&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/1582283684920640080-7724255187153548069?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7724255187153548069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7724255187153548069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7724255187153548069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7724255187153548069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi-todays-truly-awesome-day-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmoinJTPtZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TpiuVtoAYbI/s72-c/zouk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8482141348148153971</id><published>2007-06-08T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:44:41.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmgi6pTPtWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7Z3JeEHarz0/s1600-h/belt.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073343371147195746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmgi6pTPtWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7Z3JeEHarz0/s320/belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; my belt looks cool yeah?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with wq today. he was planning to give me some "farewell" dinner before i go into the army..sounds sinister huh?? haha.not as though i am not coming back. but it's nice of him to have that thought luh.kk..yl was supposed to come today too..but had sth on at e last min.zzz. alright. so i met wq today at amk. and we had our lunch at a nearby S-11. he was going all jealous caz of my psp..haha. i promised him i would get him one for his birthday..but as all of you know..this is just a nice way to comfort ppl isn't? haaha. we had our lunch and stroll around..window-shopping (rollz eyes*) i hate window-shopping..i mean..what's the point of sauntering around without even a budget for shopping..aww. that kinda sux huh? hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgbSZTPtSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dB_q7RPdr3o/s1600-h/psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073334983076066594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgbSZTPtSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dB_q7RPdr3o/s320/psp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; wq playing my psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgisJTPtVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k90yMekpJUg/s1600-h/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073343122039092562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgisJTPtVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k90yMekpJUg/s320/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; eh. the only ball i have left is the black...soo.....do you guys have any idea what's going on??haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmgb0JTPtTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PzphMn4egLQ/s1600-h/sniper.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073335562896651570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmgb0JTPtTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PzphMn4egLQ/s320/sniper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgcKpTPtUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GBGl2bh1buc/s1600-h/wq.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073335949443708226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgcKpTPtUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GBGl2bh1buc/s320/wq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we distinct on playing pool. so we played 9 feet table pool. and yea. we had such a great time!! and believe me on this..just by watching us "pro" play..it can and it will totally blow you off your feet!! haha. soo after our 2hr+ pool sessions, wq beckon me to seoul garden. but been the "nice" me.. i suggested just some western food at a coffee shop nearby. of coz. he agreed on it w/o hesitation. haha. because he could save on more money!! hmm.. so after our awesome dinner...we went for some arcade game..and we played daytona and some sniping game. it was sooo much fun..wq is pro in daytona. but i am not how much worst either..we drawed 2-2!! haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my day today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace outtt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8482141348148153971?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8482141348148153971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8482141348148153971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8482141348148153971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8482141348148153971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-belt-looks-cool-yeah-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rmgi6pTPtWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7Z3JeEHarz0/s72-c/belt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6535993277286704939</id><published>2007-06-07T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:43:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgSL5TPtQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XeByEOEry30/s1600-h/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073324975802266882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgSL5TPtQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XeByEOEry30/s320/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgQt5TPtOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IjXmk9fXxME/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073323360894563554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgQt5TPtOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IjXmk9fXxME/s320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with othniel again today. haha..we have so much in common..so much too talk about..all the time in this world just aint enough for us!! so back to the topic..we went to expo today to this 90% branded sales. that place is definitely a paradise for shoppers..when i step foot into the place..i was going all,"wow" here and "cool" there..haha caz all of the clothes are going off at a crazy low price..they have brands like abercrombie,american eagle,hollister, ripcurl..and all that u can think off..i brought like 5 and othniel brought 4. and eh yea. lost my self-control again..zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgSu5TPtRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BqdQtLap08Y/s1600-h/bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073325577097688338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgSu5TPtRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BqdQtLap08Y/s320/bk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burger king was for our lunch. and we took this really silly pic of the onion rings smiley face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..after which we went on to marina south to meet othniel fren, joel for dinner. dinner was on othniel...of coz we enjoyed ourselves through and through. haha. ate and ate and ate. we played pool for a while after dinner..and we really enjoyed ourselves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a daY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill outtt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6535993277286704939?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6535993277286704939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6535993277286704939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6535993277286704939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6535993277286704939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-went-out-with-othniel-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmgSL5TPtQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XeByEOEry30/s72-c/haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6760396504598009412</id><published>2007-06-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:41:45.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well. today...my day was spent slacking at home, using com, watching tvs and pirated movies.. blah blah and doing all the things you would find yourself doing when you are really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched blades of glory (pirated version) today. it was alright luh. boring at the start..exhilarating at the end. lalalla. so typical of movies huh?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWM7JTPtLI/AAAAAAAAADs/O-8QJeb_VM4/s1600-h/050620071429.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072615503039542450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWM7JTPtLI/AAAAAAAAADs/O-8QJeb_VM4/s320/050620071429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWMnJTPtKI/AAAAAAAAADk/GLCUfYwhT1M/s1600-h/050620071428.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072615159442158754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWMnJTPtKI/AAAAAAAAADk/GLCUfYwhT1M/s320/050620071428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWNcpTPtMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/naMChfhfIrI/s1600-h/050620071431.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072616078565160130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWNcpTPtMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/naMChfhfIrI/s320/050620071431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWNtJTPtNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ka_yUU71Eo8/s1600-h/050620071432.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072616362033001682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWNtJTPtNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ka_yUU71Eo8/s320/050620071432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(din manage to get pic of norman caz he claims that he don't enjoy been snapped at.) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at night i went swimming with zhi xiang and norman..followed by a sumptuous meal @ ponggol nasi lemak centre located near heartland mall..we ate and laughed our way to about 10pm?? and decided to settle ourselves at a nearby beancurd store to have our desert. They offer you the BEST beancurd you could ever find. hands down..no jokes!! NO 1 in SG. some say Kl and Batam!! haha. in my point of view, i believe everything that have breath in it would love it.. ;) actually after our desert. we were planning to have two to three rounds of pool. but poor weakling Norman!! was all enervated caz of swimming?? blah. WEAKLING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..that's about my day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite outt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6760396504598009412?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6760396504598009412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6760396504598009412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6760396504598009412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6760396504598009412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RmWM7JTPtLI/AAAAAAAAADs/O-8QJeb_VM4/s72-c/050620071429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8076574482078131321</id><published>2007-06-03T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:50:47.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...i came here just to tell you guys that...my far-away relative (the one i am staying with now) or whoever she is..bake superb cakes!! omg. she bake durian cake today, and offered me some...of coz. been the "not-gluttonous" me..i just took one slice..it's GOOD. V. GOOD. BEST BEST-EST!!! i seriously hate myself for just taking one slice...haha. nvm. at least she promised that she will teach me how to bake cakes one day...=) no fret. when i obtain her secret recipe for baking cakes, i will definitely bake some for you all!! (hook little finger*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i skip my youth service today caz i just don't feel like going..maybe cause of my lack of sleep yesterday??? so i just went home to catch on more sleep. all the way too about 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...what a waste of a weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekk outttt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8076574482078131321?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8076574482078131321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8076574482078131321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8076574482078131321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8076574482078131321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-4539957310544326672</id><published>2007-06-03T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:40:37.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My ehh...Five Factor Personality Test??? haha.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#bfe9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Impulsive and off the wall, you don't take life too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, you sometimes end up regretting your snap decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you tend to lack focus, and it's difficult for you to get important things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;Your self interest comes first, and others come later, if at all.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you feel that people are not to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;And you're skeptical that anyone else really feels differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-4539957310544326672?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4539957310544326672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=4539957310544326672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/4539957310544326672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/4539957310544326672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2355986765351900968</id><published>2007-05-31T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:19:37.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me clarify something...i &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DON'T &lt;/span&gt;blog for the sake of publicizing about myself or my life,neither do i blog for anyone..i blog for the sake of remembering the precious moments that have zoomed pass me..and whenever i read my own blog..i have something to smile or laugh about..and if anyone who even cares to read my blog and share the joys and woes i experienced,i really do appreciate that!!! thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today something weird happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1:00 pm and I'm still lying in bed,with my eyes wide-open,com on,ignoring MSN and SMS, feeling lethargic and unwilling to start on my new day. how i wish i could sleep longer..because whenever i wake up..all the worries and stress just kept pestering me like a cat would pester a mice..I could live like this forever! Not. Two more weeks before I move onto my next life. life in the army!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a constant state of confusion. Like today, I woke up at 1.00pm, thinking it was 11am, Monday morning. Yesterday felt like Sunday. What next? Gargle detergent instead of Listerine? Shot Mr. Tang (a supervisor in my school that i detest most) while hunting instead of the fox I was originally after? do u still believe this?? sometimes i would still walk into strange objects like the lamp-post..i might be suffering from a minor concussion now. blur-ness concussion..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made the life-changing decision of pleading my mum to get me a new com..See what not having a new com has done to me? I neeedddd a new com!!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I can't actually miss something I never had now can i. Okayokay so I don't NEED a new com, i just want one. Oh God, please please please get me a new com *inserts big puppy dog eyes here*&lt;br /&gt;i believe God will help my mom to have a hard time saying no to the puppy dog eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspire me, someone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for bed! GOODBYE CUREL WORLD! *snaps fingers/disappears!*&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;lights outtt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2355986765351900968?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2355986765351900968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2355986765351900968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2355986765351900968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2355986765351900968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-me-clarify-something_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2516570313565422679</id><published>2007-05-29T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:56:54.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song. Nerina Pallot- Sophia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony, &lt;br /&gt;spilling out across the road and the square,&lt;br /&gt;and the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?&lt;br /&gt;after the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,&lt;br /&gt;again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm burning, i'm burning.&lt;br /&gt;it's a fire, it's a fire, i cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;i can't go without and one of those is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,&lt;br /&gt;learn the language, form the words when i speak,&lt;br /&gt;but he changed me, i'm his ghost since he came around,&lt;br /&gt;and now i count the hours and the days in the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passion and silence,&lt;br /&gt;every word, every time, a measure,&lt;br /&gt;it's the science of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;and his books, they breathe a reason and now i want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm burning, i'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;it's a fire, it's a fire, i cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;i can't go without and one of those is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, with your new born eyes,&lt;br /&gt;have you ever loved a man like i love him?&lt;br /&gt;do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?&lt;br /&gt;oh, sophia, sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm burning, i'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;it's a fire, it's a fire, i cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;sophia, sophia, i'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;i can't go without and one of those is him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2516570313565422679?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2516570313565422679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2516570313565422679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2516570313565422679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2516570313565422679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/song_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3771627004396513768</id><published>2007-05-28T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:23:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blogging thing is getting out of hand..spent too much time on it..dont know why.kept bloggin and blogginn..esp these whole week.if this may help me stop gaming.i mean..why not??haha. I need a new hobby. (something like wakeboarding maybe??) A new direction. (new direction to goals in life??) I want to see the world beyond my front door. that would be soo cool...&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to a land far away. A land where porcelain ducks grow on trees, carrots taste like ham, and Nerina Pallot.. uhhhh, okay forget the last bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.I woke up on the wrong side of bed (and I have no idea why. I mean, we're on sch holz so "monday blues" is NOT an excuse) and therefore decided to hang out. It works like this, you see. Zhen Yue (Positive mode)+ Zhen Yue (Positive thinking) which equals = to zhenyue@happymode.com.Go do the math. soo today i hang out the whole of afternoon at chris house..but blah..at night we had to work as some air-con service men thing..we are to go to knock at every house to ask if they need air-con maintenance..i manage to cling unto a sale..but chris...sad..he was unlucky..that's all..well..better luck tomorrow..i guess!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POINT IS, I had a good day today (it'll probably last me the next two weeks or so) and that have boasted my moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3771627004396513768?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3771627004396513768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3771627004396513768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3771627004396513768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3771627004396513768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-blogging-thing-is-getting-out-of_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5707601307030326790</id><published>2007-05-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:14:14.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...went to orchard today...and yes...i had a great time!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. met othniel at about 1pm..and our first destination.... TOPMAN at Marina Square!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had this crazy 50% sale on selected clothes items..and all the clothes were going at such low price. was planning to just take a look..but fell into temptation and brought two. hai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey...they look sooo impressive. actually all looks so wondrous to me..if i had the money. i would get the whole shop....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;othniel was testing on some "cool" shades, and suggested that we should put on some spunky funky shades and hat..and of coz..take a snapshot. haha..i was like, "hey,that's a brilliant idea!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhEsmdX2sI/AAAAAAAAADE/-7aF1ZaE4Zc/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhEsmdX2sI/AAAAAAAAADE/-7aF1ZaE4Zc/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068876913634171586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhFCWdX2tI/AAAAAAAAADM/RzDi014ukC0/s1600-h/hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhFCWdX2tI/AAAAAAAAADM/RzDi014ukC0/s320/hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068877287296326354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. we look soooo "great"...don't we???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, we left and ventured to far east plaza..in search for the cheap tie shop othniel was talking about. we saunter about..and was met with the bad news that the shop no longer exist. aww..u should have seen how disappointed i looked!! hai..we walked about aimlessly, and we stumbled upon a shop that sells belt. i brought a white one,with playing cards as the bulker. HAHA. the salesgirl was soo freaking hilarious!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl: hey.so do u need me to help u fit on the belt,or do u want a hug from me instead?&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHA. i would love both!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. soon after laughter broke out in the whole store..and yes..she made my day!! i am soo gonna go back to buy a "belt" from her yea??haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after we got sooo bored in far east..and we were capering pass ngee ann city and found this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhIwWdX2uI/AAAAAAAAADU/bxnEEy5J4c0/s1600-h/ngee+ann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhIwWdX2uI/AAAAAAAAADU/bxnEEy5J4c0/s320/ngee+ann.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068881376105192162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no idea what's that actually,but i reckon that it is some great stuff caz everyone was talking picture of it..so i joined in...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walk on and found ourselves in plaza sing..and we decided then to visit the arcade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the arcade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found this cool game..whereby u are required to stack the blocks in order.all the way up the top..and when u get higher each time..it will move faster. Othniel was good at it.he always made it up to the second last block. but when ever he reach the final block..he would miss!!! and that irritates me!!! 11 times!! 11 dollars..all gone to waste!! argh...i bet the program is pre-fixed in such a way that you will NEVER win the Major prize..what a cheat!! i lost 4 dollars on it..stupid machine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhKdWdX2vI/AAAAAAAAADc/8fvUMNQWhws/s1600-h/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhKdWdX2vI/AAAAAAAAADc/8fvUMNQWhws/s320/game.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068883248710933234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEED MY ADVICE..DUN EVEN FREAKING WASTE A SINGLE DOLLAR ON IT..YOU WOULD NEVER WIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the arcade feeling cheated,but soon we decided to forgive it because we are Christians (remb. we must learn to forgive and forget?? haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup..night time was catching up..so we decided we should call it a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of coz..all good things come to an end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's yet another wonderful day..=)&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;happyyyy outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5707601307030326790?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5707601307030326790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5707601307030326790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5707601307030326790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5707601307030326790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlhEsmdX2sI/AAAAAAAAADE/-7aF1ZaE4Zc/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1992904296737732865</id><published>2007-05-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T22:13:56.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what..i went to malaysia again..this time with othniel...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so early in the morning,i met othniel and we set off to malaaysia. reach there at about 11am. Firstly, we settled down at secret recipe, to get our first round of cake. i ordered just one slice of mocha-cheese cake.which tasted as good as ever...after our breakfast,we were spending the hour window-shopping but i couldn't stand the fact that i have to shop with a limited budget,so we decided to stop wandering around aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went up to the top floor, where the theater are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we decided to catch the summer block blockbuster movie, spiderman 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we booked the movie for 2.30pm, and as it was still early, we decided to go for our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sushi king for lunch..and we ordered like super lott...haha. so during lunch,othniel came up with this genius einstein-like plan..take some snapshots..of the food and ourselves..haha. so we come to the point where we are taking snapshot of ourselves and the food like nobodies biz, and we couldn't care less about the people around us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg4JmdX2hI/AAAAAAAAABs/dasffSNZFIA/s1600-h/susu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg4JmdX2hI/AAAAAAAAABs/dasffSNZFIA/s320/susu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068863118199216658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg3jWdX2fI/AAAAAAAAABc/uw3nfmnZTxU/s1600-h/othniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg3jWdX2fI/AAAAAAAAABc/uw3nfmnZTxU/s320/othniel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068862461069220338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg2zmdX2eI/AAAAAAAAABU/f25X919Zlyo/s1600-h/ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg2zmdX2eI/AAAAAAAAABU/f25X919Zlyo/s320/ll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068861640730466786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg0R2dX2bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Yrc2Rr-MswY/s1600-h/aww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg0R2dX2bI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Yrc2Rr-MswY/s320/aww.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068858861886626226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg1IWdX2cI/AAAAAAAAABE/W2mhGJXQfPg/s1600-h/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg1IWdX2cI/AAAAAAAAABE/W2mhGJXQfPg/s320/haha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068859798189496770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlgzRGdX2ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Jjmf3k8f5WM/s1600-h/pea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/RlgzRGdX2ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Jjmf3k8f5WM/s320/pea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068857749490096530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww..we look retarded don't we???    HAHA!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after lunch we rushed up to the theater..and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! I do love the smell of popcorn !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so exciting! All those great feelings of my movie-going times, anticipating surprising movie magic, came back to me yesterday waiting to see "SPIDER-MAN 3!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it isn't a bad movie afterall.. its pretty cool.. spiddy, sandman, venom and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg4wWdX2iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QoK-WlGmB9I/s1600-h/sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg4wWdX2iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QoK-WlGmB9I/s320/sand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068863783919147554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg6GWdX2kI/AAAAAAAAACE/QeDIz2GVUL0/s1600-h/sandman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg6GWdX2kI/AAAAAAAAACE/QeDIz2GVUL0/s320/sandman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068865261387897410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg5vGdX2jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/53bs2Q8sQxg/s1600-h/spiddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg5vGdX2jI/AAAAAAAAAB8/53bs2Q8sQxg/s320/spiddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068864861955938866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, as it turns out, the only one small difference between "SPIDER-MAN 3" and those other good movies. Spiderman 3 was very good..Those OTHER movies . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . were GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.dumb. so after our movies, we stroll down to pigged on more cakes of coz!! this time we ordered...four!!!haha. 1. tiramisu  2.  chocolate indulgence  3.  chocolate marshmallows (total letdown..just a cake with lots of choco cream tossed with a few marshmallows)  4.  brownie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg8YGdX2pI/AAAAAAAAACs/gSG6jloQMhc/s1600-h/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg8YGdX2pI/AAAAAAAAACs/gSG6jloQMhc/s320/wow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068867765353831058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg6lWdX2lI/AAAAAAAAACM/jCgxOD071JY/s1600-h/4+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg6lWdX2lI/AAAAAAAAACM/jCgxOD071JY/s320/4+cakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068865793963842130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg7R2dX2nI/AAAAAAAAACc/_Tx-GIh_UUY/s1600-h/brownie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg7R2dX2nI/AAAAAAAAACc/_Tx-GIh_UUY/s320/brownie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068866558468020850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the cakes...were sooo freaking AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we were so bloated, we hang on to our dying appetite to pigged on those cakes..tiramisu was alright. the fresh aroma of coffee taste. just so sinfully rich. 2. chocolate indulgence. for those chocolate fanatic. you definitely won't want to miss this. choco choco choco. full of choco. the name says it all. 4. BROWNIES!!! OMG. this is a total knockout!! AWESOMEx10 don't ever miss this k. u are not going to forgive yourself if u miss it. brownie with melted choco topped on it. how does that sound?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg84mdX2qI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mFD6P7U199k/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg84mdX2qI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mFD6P7U199k/s320/money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068868323699579554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all that we have left....$7 ringgit...zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..the most interesting part..are yet to be reviewed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were going pass all the custom checks. i was STOPPED by the officers. they wanted to check my bag. for a minute..my heart frozed. i decided then to give the officer my most innocent, sympathetic look.hopefully they would just let me off. caz hidden in my bag were 7 pirated dvds, and two small packets of bubblegum. the officer, moved by my sincere and innocent look, decided to let me off!!! haha. he took the dvds out, look at it,gave me a ravishing smile, and put it back in my bag..as many of you know. I myself am probably the biggest innocent-looking boy you'd ever meet. believe me. many have fallen for my trick. let you on a little secret. i always get away scott-free with it...it works best on my school teacher and on my parents. haha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, the night had come to an end.. and i didn't want it to!!! ARGG! i hate that feeling. when everythings going so perfectly and SO good.. and you have to say goodbye to it all!!! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillll outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1992904296737732865?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1992904296737732865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1992904296737732865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1992904296737732865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1992904296737732865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/those-pics-are-othniel-and-me-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qMEXXzIqi90/Rlg4JmdX2hI/AAAAAAAAABs/dasffSNZFIA/s72-c/susu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-9217549307532158476</id><published>2007-05-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:41:14.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??? why??? why must we serve army??? just imagine..2 years of our youth...gone for no good cause...we can bid our youth freaking adieu...because this army service is gonna demand my full attention for the next two years..zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?? is not as though our country are going to some full-blown war..even if we does, do we REALLY stand a chance? come on...we are just a small itsy-bitsy tiny dot on the map..face reality...call it fate, call it karma, call it God's plans- call it what you will, but from what i know is that God created our country as a small tiny dot..literally if we ever goes to war, we will definitely LOS*!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not trying to discriminate my country, (president, vice-president, and to whom that it may concern, plse take note..) in fact,i love my country- i really do!!! hands down, no joke! :)&lt;br /&gt;but i just feel that it is really unfair for guys...we had to waste two years of our life like this...how about one day SG would pass a law that requires all female to serve the army too. ..cool isn't??haha.just hope that it won't be the rise of more tomboys...that would be disastrous...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think this is the least i can do for the country..dedicate two years to them...i guess..alright..i think i've rambled on enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-9217549307532158476?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/9217549307532158476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=9217549307532158476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/9217549307532158476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/9217549307532158476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-why-why-must-we-serve-army-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7158627022269538224</id><published>2007-05-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:27:31.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is officially my last day in school..that perplexity mixture of feelings...no words could have describe it...sad?? or happy?? u may ask...well..true to be..i am experience both now..happy that i finally could get out of this eccentric school....sad..is that i am gonna miss the crazy peeps there..although i do not have or never have that "school-spirit",but i somehow feels that i am gonna miss this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be a while before i go back to school..maybe to score or to visit all the crazy dudes there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..anyway. i am trying not to sound like a emo. lets bring up the sentiment by abit...happy!! finally moved to a new house!! much bigger than the old one...but bad part is that i will be staying with my far-away relative who are like aliens to me..all my ill-manners must go...zzz...my new house is just suited 2-3 mins away from my school...soo close to the prata shop too....cheers to prata for breakfast every morning...haha..but too badd..won't be going to school for quite a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..shall end here..not in the mood to blog today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signn outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-7158627022269538224?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7158627022269538224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7158627022269538224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7158627022269538224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7158627022269538224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-officially-my-last-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3416561607763147279</id><published>2007-05-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:42:35.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep..had a field trip to M.I.N.D.S today..You all know how it goes. As usual, The day starts out...knowing that we are going to a home for the "intellectually disable people", we were like all,"omg, this is definitely be another boring day!!" we arrived there, and i waltz in past some utter disgracee of a man..acting like some big shot,waving to all the "special" people,giving them my most sarcastic-looking smile..upon seeing the people there,the enthusiasm is dieing, i can feel it in my loins, not to mention my mind. After an extended period of this, boredom sets in. I inevitably ended up making fun of everyone I see, probably because they're having more fun than me, but in my mind it's because they're knob-ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came our time to perform for them,or rather sing them some songs..we sing and we sang and we sung, and all the people there seems to enjoy themselves despite our awful singing..they kept repeating their arms-above-head gestures, singing and clapping along while we sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our most interesting performance, they had 3 special perfomance for us..i thought that it might be just a group of "special" kids jumping around on stage not knowing what's going on, but to my surprise,they dance elegantly!! much better than I do!! the last play was this drumming performance,it's was soo impressive that it almost took my breath away!!(no exaggeration) but one bad point is that it was tooo tedious..short and simple makes it the perfect play...remb??haha..anyway. upon seeing them dancing and drumming away with much glee and enthusiasm..it kinda makes me feel bad as well as guilty..for looking down on them..How forlorn my heart were!! Looking down on handicapped people!!! I am a perfectly normal guy,much more fortunate than they are, yet i do not how to cherish the things around me like they do...only until today..then i came to realised that life is actually...sooo meaningful..Without the help of those kids,I wouldn't have been able to write this blog entry right here. Without them, I wouldn't have been strong enough to put myself back out there. And most importantly, i wouldn't have known the best feeling in the world- able to treat those who are weaker then me with respect and probably love..so lets pick ourselves up and move along with a new lifestyle..and always remb to cherish the things that we have....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3416561607763147279?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3416561607763147279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3416561607763147279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3416561607763147279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3416561607763147279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/yep.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8848807273262394113</id><published>2007-05-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:02:55.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuc* is with loud techno music in shops?!&lt;br /&gt;I went to some unknown cheap-skate cd-shop the other day, looking for random cds to buy because it's so damn bored listening to the same songs over and over again. I wound waltzing into the shop in toa payoh, as I do love music ;) but I was greeted by insanely loud, and shit, techno music, completely ruining this perfect waltz I was ripping out. This music was volumed up as loud as possible without getting any angry mafia involved. It was freaking loud ok! This "music" sounded like a bunch of jackass singing noises, accompanied by an r-tard pounding on a synthesizer as if it were his enemy, and mixed with loud bass that sounded as though trying its v. best to burst our eardrums. I got barely halfway through the store before the music got so godda** disgusting I couldnt concentrate on anything except mein pulsing headache. I had money to spare. I wanted to buy some cd. but 2 my disappointment was brought down by those irksome music...zzz.. I decided to leave and instead spent my cash dollars on delicous chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Who the fuc* listens to techno anywhere but a club? I thought techno died 7 years ago, along with Moby. I dont really have much against the music (besides the fact that its utter shitty) but why does it have to be so damn loud?! The person who chooses to play this music should be shot in the face. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a preposterous blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO  ALL   THE   TECHO MUSIC  FANATIC!!!   PARDON 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;lol outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8848807273262394113?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8848807273262394113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8848807273262394113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8848807273262394113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8848807273262394113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-fuc-is-with-loud-techno-music-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-8666197310934322261</id><published>2007-05-16T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:00:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks..i woke up feeling lousy today due to some setback yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIA - thats the word that you won't ever want in your "dictionary" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din catch a wink at all last night..just can't get to sleep..guess i had mixed up the internal clock in me..hai..went to school today looking like a loghead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my thoughts and minds are very choppy right now because I'm too tired. Tired for all the wrong reasons..zzz..not in the mood to blog today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg catch an early night today...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-8666197310934322261?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8666197310934322261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=8666197310934322261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8666197310934322261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/8666197310934322261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5106726285569853279</id><published>2007-05-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:20:25.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever asked yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is life????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things that you find yourself thinking about from time to time. Remember when you were a kid and it didn't matter how life goes?? I remember most of my childhood were used to ride my bike as hard as I could for the entire day...only breaking to eat. I remember actually suffering bruises and cuts all over, not caring how pain it was and oddly, never on the verge of tears. I keep those days close to me, constantly reminding me of how "alive" I am. In an age when most of us are stationed behind a computer monitor, whithering away our own time, you have to ask yourself, "is this REALLY LIVING?" I mean...is this what we're supposed to be doing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I hope not. So frequently, I find myself sitting in front of the computer for four to five hours a day and wondering where the day went. Although I get plenty of exercise, plenty of shopping, plenty of outings...but I probably spend an overwhelming majority of time in front of this computer. This fact is depressing to me.The sad fact is...we're playing our youth away with the assumption that we are trying to de-stress..what a futile thought all of us harbor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i think the youth in this generation needa get a life...esp guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plse. i am not trying to act like some sage or shrewd boy who can possibly put a stop to gaming..neither am i advising anyone to change their lifestyle caz of what i think because i mayself might not be able to do it..hint* (i am kinda addicted to gaming)..this is just my point of view. no offence and yes, from today onwards, i will significantly try to reduced the amount of time spent in front of the computer..u have my word for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GET A LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cheerrsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacee outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5106726285569853279?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5106726285569853279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5106726285569853279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5106726285569853279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5106726285569853279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-you-ever-asked-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-5470218375553369799</id><published>2007-05-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:30:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to malaysia todayyy with corban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so early in the morning, we set off to our much awaiting destination, Johor. everything was going on as planned until....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corban: hey, look at how much country i have been too.&lt;br /&gt;me: waa..that's soo cool.u rich boy wat..can tour the world..unlike me,malaysia all the way. sigh.(took his passport and look)*&lt;br /&gt;Corban: LOL. (peep into my pathetic passport)*&lt;br /&gt;Corban: OMG!!!!WAT THE FUC* ARE YOU DOING!!! YOUR PASSPORT HAVE EXPIRED by a day..&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? you gonna be kidding me!!hai..how ah?? should we just cancel the trip??&lt;br /&gt;Corban: NO!! We are going down to lavender to renew your passport..and &lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt; are paying for the taxi fee!! &lt;br /&gt;me: ok loh...fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went down to lavender..and we met this taxi driver that was one hell of a long-winded guy.from clementi,he talks all the way to lavender...talking about his life as a taxi driver,how we must work hard so as not to end up like him...yeah..u get the point. OBVIOUSLY, he is trying to act like a wise men..giving us much "wise" advices..zzz..anyway. the taxi fee cost me a bomb!! $15!! arghh..we left the taxi in a huff,thanking him much for his "advices".waited for about half an hour,and finally,we got it fixed.of coz we taxi-ed all the way back to the checkpoint. you guys should reckon that i am the one paying for the fee caz he claimed that i am the one at fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching JB at about 12.30, we rushed straight to Kenny Rogers,a place rumoured to served that perfect grilled chicken..well...we ordered..god knows wat. ALOT? haha. so like..corban and i just kept ordering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one set of half chicken (i din even finished it. haha. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one set of quarter chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two serving of garden salad (de perfect appetizer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two serving of macaroni cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two serving of marshed potato (AWEFULLL.heed my advice. dun EVER try this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two buttery muffin (taste soo heavenly!! haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two ice-cream float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our sumptuous dinner lasted for an hour, and we were all , "omg, i am soo gorged!!  CANT FREAKIN WALK!!" hahahahahahahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after much determination, we managed to pull ourself up and started shopping!! by the time it hit 4.30 we were both panicking as nothing interesting caught our eyes..so forced by circumstances, i impulsively brought a pair of levi's jeans and a surf shorts. corban brought e same shorts as me. and two other cargo pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened throughout our way to sg and home so i won't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is the end of the story! Of course there were loads more things that happened, and loads more that was said. but i cant be bothered to type anymore cuz i am kinda tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is definitely one i will never ever forget. it had made my day!!&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;chilled outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-5470218375553369799?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5470218375553369799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=5470218375553369799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5470218375553369799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/5470218375553369799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-malaysia-todayyy-with-corban-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2486903541193929577</id><published>2007-05-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:42:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you have an inept ability to be stupid or what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're a asinine. I think you're selfish. I think you're full of yourself. Whats that word? Cocky. That one. Or maybe arrogant.Your all of the negatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's meet up. So I can kick you in the stomach to make you feel half as bad as me. At least sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot live up to your word, next time, don't make promises. You put yourself on the line, and more importantly, my friendship with someone is also on the fu**ing line. I have also unintentionally being freaking rude to my another fren..which makes me look like someone who can't be careless about friendship...plse..You're not the only one who can be unhappy and throw tantrums. If it weren't for the fact that I still think of you as a friend, I could have just kill you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to start raking up the past just because I'm unhappy, but you've just pushed me beyond my threshold. After all that I've done, you throw this kinda shit into my face. I am utterly disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that you could reserve a little bit of respect. I beg of you lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed outtttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2486903541193929577?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2486903541193929577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2486903541193929577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2486903541193929577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2486903541193929577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-know-if-you-have-inept-ability.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-7689023807908763694</id><published>2007-05-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:12:21.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypocrite</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am kinda bored at home so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a little research on hypocrisy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise that one of our supervisor in school fits perfectly into this description..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WARNING* regarding this blog , it occurs to me that many people may react...poorly. If you are easily offended, then stop reading now, and forever hold a grudge, or you will likely respond with "but you are a big-time hypocrite yourself, and this offends me!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response to you is this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear reader, I could offer you my most sincere apology for offending you, and if i happen to be a hypocrite to ya..do pardon me..i am trying my v. best to not be one..if u are still unhappy, then i kindly advice you to press the x at the top right hand corner..or you can press alt + f4   =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets get down to biz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dictionary ( which i used less than 15 times in my entire life) gave this definition of hypocrite : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person who puts on a false appearance of virtue or religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me describe a little bit about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a middle-aged man,mostly seen dressed in a black suit,because he probably thinks that black is the "in" thing now..or a shitty skinny leg jeans with a top..(he might as well wear a top with the word "hypocrite" on it) his appearance is utterly disgusting. his hair resembles dry straw, his teeth looks like chunks of corn, his eyes are as dull as a mull, and his fashion sense is shit, just like everything else about him. he told me he is a black belt in Judo,Karate, and some kind of chinese martial arts..he also never fails to act young, so that he could fits in with us..which is totally nauseating (hope i got this word right) to me.. He walks around with a ridiculous swagger to emphasise his supposed impressive "authority" over us,and always telling us his "army life", how much he suffered,how he used to fly a chopper..blah blah..and all the shit..i am not known to be one who believes in "vision" but yes,sometimes i truly do..this guy here...is always full of visions!! always saying that he see this and he see that..he even claim that he seen Moses!! how "great" is that. omg. there was once he told us he saw a vision of him talking over the school. haha. i think he is kinda disappoint caz someone else is gonna take over..o yea..he is trying his v. best to show us or maybe the other supervisors how "godly" he is..how much zeal he have for God..lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright guys, now tell me, a guy who always act godly in front of others, but in contrary to that..he is a big-time hypocrite and a liar..is that pure hypocrisy??or isit that i am being too prejudice against him?? (i leave that for you to decide.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his stories..which i believe he made it up to impress us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his visions..i believe he made it up too to show us how godly he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.he is always telling me that i must be beautiful inside,not the outside..Do you have any idea how warped his perception of beauty really is? Do you honestly thinks that there is inner beauty in him?? Do you know that his outward ways of doing things is a very good mirror image of what a big hypocrite he is?? plse..live it out and show me before u tell me things like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you guys will not be like him (a douchebag) caz one day,you'll trip over your own idiocy and break your neck on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this blog may sound offensive..i just needa get this off my chest  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacee outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-7689023807908763694?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7689023807908763694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=7689023807908763694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7689023807908763694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/7689023807908763694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_06.html' title='hypocrite'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-1328771763592728742</id><published>2007-05-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:48:13.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fray - Look After You (Awesome song!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't say this now I will surely break&lt;br /&gt;As I'm leaving the one I want to take&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait&lt;br /&gt;My heart has started to separate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll look after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There now, steady love, so few come and don't go&lt;br /&gt;Will you won't you, be the one I always know&lt;br /&gt;When I'm losing my control, the city spins around&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who knows, you slow it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll look after you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll look after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a doubt&lt;br /&gt;My love she leans into me&lt;br /&gt;This most assuredly counts&lt;br /&gt;She says most assuredly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll look after you, After you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always have and never hold&lt;br /&gt;You've begun to feel like home&lt;br /&gt;What's mine is yours to leave or take&lt;br /&gt;What's mine is yours to make your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh [x7]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-1328771763592728742?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1328771763592728742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=1328771763592728742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1328771763592728742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/1328771763592728742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-9087104716064314454</id><published>2007-05-03T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:00:18.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some supervisor is my school have&lt;br /&gt; a problem with the way I speak. I can't be arsed enough&lt;br /&gt; with proper english when I'm chatting. What, as if i have &lt;br /&gt;to ensure that I speak impeccable english &lt;br /&gt;in everyday's conversation. Give me a break, will you? &lt;br /&gt;I need my daily dosage of singlish too, you know. &lt;br /&gt;It's good enough I know proper english as well as how to spell. &lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaaah. People, can't please them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so in school today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i wass kinda distracted and busy &lt;br /&gt;building "sandcastle" in the air and i soo &lt;br /&gt;happen to reflect upon my childhood,or rather my life..&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i have lazed away all my life!!felt so hopeless..&lt;br /&gt;what have i achieved in life??nothing!! I am pressed for time. &lt;br /&gt;I need to buy time. I am going to crack under&lt;br /&gt; pressure because I'm running out of time. I am aging real fast!! haha. &lt;br /&gt;But the most sickening part is that I'm enjoying every minute &lt;br /&gt;of the things i do which is abominable!! &lt;br /&gt;how i wish there is &lt;br /&gt;a time-machine whereby i could turn by time..&lt;br /&gt;i would kill to get it..&lt;br /&gt;because i freaking &lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt; it!! well..something &lt;br /&gt;have to be done to change my standards of living..&lt;br /&gt;I would most definitely not just sit around and watch the world go by.&lt;br /&gt; I need a BIG change!! God, plse help. as time pass by week in&lt;br /&gt; week out, and the thought that my life is going to waste just like that,&lt;br /&gt;and i cant freaking do shi* about it..i think it's most &lt;br /&gt;unhealthy for the heart to be seething with frustration &lt;br /&gt;every single time the thought comes on. transformation...this is what i &lt;br /&gt;want and need most now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tell me guys...i am not a good-for-nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saddddd outt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-9087104716064314454?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/9087104716064314454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=9087104716064314454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/9087104716064314454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/9087104716064314454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/apparently-some-supervisor-is-my-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2606642865579122498</id><published>2007-05-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:16:18.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school was alright today.. arrived late..and was given&lt;br /&gt;a "sermon" by Mrs Boey...she's supposed to talk to &lt;br /&gt;me about "100 ways not to be late", but later on decided to &lt;br /&gt;give me tips on "how to stop cheating on your tests" LOL &lt;br /&gt; anyway. what she said is true..&lt;br /&gt;must do my work with integrity yea?? well..will try my best luh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school i went running. it was greattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out running like a jackass. i mean like&lt;br /&gt; i havent been running for &lt;br /&gt;more that 3 friggin months!!that explains why ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a few minutes to get used to it and woooooooooots. took off and flew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what's the best thing about running?? &lt;br /&gt;yes,the breeze!! so soothing to the soul!! &lt;br /&gt;the breeze today was AWESOME. and to make &lt;br /&gt;things better,my psp kept playin all the right songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running rock/punk music = bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was a good day. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillledd outttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2606642865579122498?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2606642865579122498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2606642865579122498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2606642865579122498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2606642865579122498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/05/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-3363020913775019261</id><published>2007-04-30T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:28:02.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ENLISTMENT ACT, (CHAPTER 93)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENLISTMENT NOTICE (FULL-TIME/OPERATIONALLY READY NATIONAL SERVICE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hereby required under Section 10 of the Enlistment Act (Cap 93) to report for enlistment on 15 Jun 2007 (FRI) at 10.00 am to 2 Singapore Infantry Regiment (2 SIR)........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh....my enlistment letter..i am sooo freaking not prepared for this!! helppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon receiving this letter..i immediately falls into a state of comatose..&lt;br /&gt;doubts and worries started flashing pass my mind..would i suffer much in army??? &lt;br /&gt;would i be missing home?? &lt;br /&gt;would i enjoy myself??? &lt;br /&gt;and all the "would i" started flooding my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish there is such a "pool of misery" whereby i could dump &lt;br /&gt;all my worries into it and start life afreshed..&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i shall or maybe try not to worry so much..&lt;br /&gt;my frens told me life's much easier in army now.&lt;br /&gt;unlike my dad's time. &lt;br /&gt;well..all i can do now is to pray that God would help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliche as it may all sound..all i can do now is to take life one step at a time&lt;br /&gt;..or call it...living for de moment!! cheers!!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-3363020913775019261?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3363020913775019261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=3363020913775019261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3363020913775019261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/3363020913775019261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/hai.html' title='hai..'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6635924003772948556</id><published>2007-04-29T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:22:40.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superhero quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; check up this superhero quiz..haha..i am spider-man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=15&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=52&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 52%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=50&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 50%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=50&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 50%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are intelligent, witty, &lt;BR&gt;a bit geeky and have great&lt;BR&gt; power and responsibility.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/spidy.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6635924003772948556?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6635924003772948556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6635924003772948556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6635924003772948556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6635924003772948556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/superhero-quiz.html' title='superhero quiz'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-813174908349941094</id><published>2007-04-26T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:13:43.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KABOOM.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connection errorr.......ahhhh......stupid singnet.....*@&amp;%&amp;*^!!%^!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn singnet...cant even withstand a thunder strike..just one strike is enough&lt;br /&gt;to put me offline for 2 days!!arghhh..lousy lousy lousy!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..there is this CNB officer who came down today &lt;br /&gt;to tell tales on drugs...thought this might be the chance&lt;br /&gt;for me to catch up on my sleep...&lt;br /&gt;but to my greatest delight..he was hysterical&lt;br /&gt;and really does know how to spice things up!!!&lt;br /&gt;gave us such a satisfying and wonderful time..&lt;br /&gt;yup..learned much about drugs..the type of drugs,the side-effect of it..&lt;br /&gt;and of coz..the "PENALTY"...&lt;br /&gt;jeez...cant freaking understand the &lt;br /&gt;minds of drug-abusers...putting their own life in jeopardy.&lt;br /&gt;hai..sometimes i seriously doubt if &lt;br /&gt;they even have any intellectual capabilities!! They thought by &lt;br /&gt;taking drugs,they can be some superhero with mystical &lt;br /&gt;powers of wit, and somehow invincible to societies scrutiny.&lt;br /&gt;guess what. when the "high" feeling is over, they are nothing &lt;br /&gt;but a bunch of moronic fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...enough of advertising to the saying, "No to drugs!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drugged out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-813174908349941094?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/813174908349941094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=813174908349941094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/813174908349941094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/813174908349941094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahaha.html' title='ahaha'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-2893346092530271278</id><published>2007-04-23T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:09:43.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for swimming training at the singapore sports school today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when our school kids make a subtle,yet noticeable entrance, we were greeted &lt;br /&gt;by strange looks from the people there..that uncanny glare from them seems &lt;br /&gt;to be questioning me if we were really a bunch of weirdos from Mars..haha..&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very long, tiring hour of physically demanding training--but a good one. &lt;br /&gt;We started out swimming 8 laps of freestlye and breaststroke..blah..&lt;br /&gt;some weakling i am..was so enervated by the end of 4 laps??&lt;br /&gt;needa work-out more!!&lt;br /&gt;yup..den we proceed on to some basic life-saving skills..super cool..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.i am gonna take the advance course of life-saving to be &lt;br /&gt;offically presented the title of a life-guard!!!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo...how cool is that??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah..talking about dreams..i aspire to be a top swimmer + lifeguard..&lt;br /&gt;well..some may say that i am indeed dreaming..truth to be..&lt;br /&gt;currently i have more dreams than memories...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..sooo dun be surprised to see me as the &lt;u&gt;top &lt;/u&gt; swimmer &lt;br /&gt;or lifeguard ten years down the road!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  tired outttttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-2893346092530271278?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2893346092530271278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=2893346092530271278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2893346092530271278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/2893346092530271278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-for-swimming-training-at-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582283684920640080.post-6968856055070139554</id><published>2007-04-22T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:24:07.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sdasd</title><content type='html'>song. Vertical Horizon- Best I Ever Had (one of my favourites!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;br /&gt;I just say your name now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you stole my world&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the girl&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me down and lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself feel better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may take some time to&lt;br /&gt;Patch me up inside&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it so I&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide&lt;br /&gt;And I may find in time that&lt;br /&gt;You were always right&lt;br /&gt;You're always right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Could it be I'm haunted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best I ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1582283684920640080-6968856055070139554?l=extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6968856055070139554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1582283684920640080&amp;postID=6968856055070139554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6968856055070139554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1582283684920640080/posts/default/6968856055070139554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extreme-lifestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/sdasd.html' title='sdasd'/><author><name>Zhen Yue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09911390052779750127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
