<?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-2257454324465763916</id><updated>2011-09-04T21:24:25.474+08:00</updated><category term='What a Guy Really Means When He Says....'/><category term='14th March 2007'/><category term='15th March 2007'/><category term='27th January 2007'/><category term='18th January 2007'/><category term='21st January 2007'/><category term='Band'/><category term='Random Stuff'/><category term='10th March 2007'/><category term='15 January 2007'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='Cigarette Killer'/><category term='Break Up'/><category term='21st December 2007'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='More tests'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='1st March 2007'/><category term='Pissed Off'/><category term='End of Holidays'/><category term='Misses'/><category term='Tests'/><category term='19th March 2007'/><category term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><category term='12th February 2007'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='10th February 2007'/><category term='9th July 2007'/><category term='Money'/><category term='3rd March 2007'/><category term='5th March 2007'/><category term='Endless Story'/><category term='27th March 2008'/><category term='i&apos;m back'/><category term='17th January 2007'/><category term='24th February 2007'/><category term='6th March 2007'/><category term='Laissez Faire'/><category term='IQ Test'/><title type='text'>iam_duane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-607147272269806993</id><published>2008-03-27T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:05:13.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27th March 2008'/><title type='text'>27th March 2008</title><content type='html'>I actually typed quite alot of stuffs in this post. But then I couldn't upload my photos, so I deleted everything. This is lame. I don't like blogger. I want to change my blog to somewhere else. Maybe myspace?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-607147272269806993?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/607147272269806993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=607147272269806993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/607147272269806993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/607147272269806993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2008/03/27th-march-2008.html' title='27th March 2008'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-2257454324465763916.post-901156704386749019</id><published>2007-12-22T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T04:21:18.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st December 2007'/><title type='text'>21st December 2007</title><content type='html'>The time now is 4:14am and I'm here to blog about what I did today. I mean yesterday. It's supposed 22nd December now. But what the heck, I'm still not asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Qiaofen in the afternoon today. And she was an hour late! OMFG! Luckily I wasn't too early myself. Hahahahah. If not, Qiaofen's blood would be splattered all over town. I decided to cut my hair today and Qiaofen was sort of like my image consultant. She was totally telling Alvin (my hairstylist) how to cut my hair! Hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with Huiling for dinner. Qiaofen bought us a meal at Din Tai Fung. So here I was, at Din Tai Fung, wondering whether Xiao Long Bao and Din Tai Fung were from China or Hong Kong. Turns out that Xiao Long Bao is from China and Din Tai Fung is from Hong Kong. So why are they selling China food in a Hong Kong restaurant? Heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I bought this red T-shirt at IP Zone for work. In the end, Joshua from Kelly Services tells me that they will provide the T-shirt. Totally wasted my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn~ I'm sleepy now. Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-901156704386749019?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/901156704386749019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=901156704386749019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/901156704386749019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/901156704386749019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/12/21st-december-2007.html' title='21st December 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-9220708217610003308</id><published>2007-12-20T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:56:04.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m back'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I'm back to blog. I actually wanted to update my blog a few weeks back. But I didn't know what to update about. Hahahahah. Anyway, it's the holidays now. Have been staying at home for the past few days. I think I'm going to rot soon. Haven't smoked since last Wednesday. Hahahahah. Jonathan, you are going to have to eat your own shit. Hahahahahahahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-9220708217610003308?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/9220708217610003308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=9220708217610003308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9220708217610003308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9220708217610003308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3051038907101587338</id><published>2007-07-23T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:43:09.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>Yes! I have finally read finish the last installment of the Harry Potter series. I would say it that it's not bad. I mean what else can I say. The ending was what I predicted. Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working in Kumon two weeks ago. Can't really say that I have gotten used to working there yet. Cos my neck still aches whenever I work. I have a feeling that my neck will drop off sooner or later. Seriously. I don't really get to interact with the kids cos I'm only marking the papers there. So for now, the kids there aren't giving me any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was quite an eventful week, I must say. Stayed out the whole night with Andrew, Jonathan, Diza and Bryan. I had always thought that Bryan's name was Leo or Leon. Hahahahahahah. I think he must have felt that I somehow had insulted him. Bryan's bike is damn cool! It's a black Vespa! OMFG! And Diza couldn't reach the ground when she's riding the bike. So bloody funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to 28th July. Anybody from 5MM in STC who wants to go out with us on that day, please message me! The more the merrier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3051038907101587338?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3051038907101587338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3051038907101587338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3051038907101587338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3051038907101587338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-5434436810320187541</id><published>2007-07-09T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:09:51.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th July 2007'/><title type='text'>9th July 2007</title><content type='html'>Finally, the day that I was dreading for the whole of holidays is here. School started today. When I got up from bed today, I didn't feel like going for Sports and Wellness. But guess what? I went. Reached home at about 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was a total boredom today. I hope it gets better tomorrow. Exams are coming, so I have to study. If not, I don't think I will be able to pass ITE. I mean who will fail ITE? It's already bad enough that I'm in ITE, can't afford to fail that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bloody bored now. Nobody asked me out. Shiyun, if you are reading this I still owe you a movie date. Hahahah. I'll get back to you. So for now, I'm just going to rot at home. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-5434436810320187541?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5434436810320187541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=5434436810320187541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5434436810320187541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5434436810320187541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/07/9th-july-2007.html' title='9th July 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3168468105931896470</id><published>2007-07-06T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:10:39.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Endless Story'/><title type='text'>Endless Story</title><content type='html'>Yuna Ito - Endless Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;Then I want you by my side tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of always having to bluff&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think about you baby, I feel so young&lt;br /&gt;If I could just tell you I miss you&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I want to sing this song, not for just anyone&lt;br /&gt;but just for you&lt;br /&gt;An endless story that keeps on shining&lt;br /&gt;Always, I wanna show you, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of our time together&lt;br /&gt;this way, they don't go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I knew that the warmth between us had disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;gentle tears started to spread over my chest&lt;br /&gt;This is not where it ends, I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;please don't let go of my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I wish I could sing this song, just for you&lt;br /&gt;just one more time&lt;br /&gt;An endless story of undying love&lt;br /&gt;tell me why, please tell me, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I want to sing this song, not for just anyone&lt;br /&gt;but just for you&lt;br /&gt;An endless story that keeps on shining&lt;br /&gt;Always, I wanna show you, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I wish I could sing this song, just for you&lt;br /&gt;just one more time&lt;br /&gt;An endless story of undying love&lt;br /&gt;tell me why, please tell me, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that this song is damn nice? I mean this song is like totally what I want to tell to somebody. I hope she understands. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I TELL YOU GUYS THAT I WENT TO THE ZOO YESTERDAY?! It was damn fun. Sharon was the tour guide cum photographer and I was the assistant tour guide. Diza was the extra who followed us around. After we went to the zoo, I went to watch Transformers again. It's damn nice. I was supposed to watch it today again. But both myself and my friend had work to do so we couldn't go catch the movie today. Never mind, we can always go catch Die Hard 4.0. Sharon says it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting next week. Can't really say I'm looking forward to school but still it beats staying at home or going to the office everyday. At least I will be able to smoke once school starts. Hahahahahah. Oh yes, talking about smoking, do you guys know that Viceroy is now $10.20? OMFG! That's like so expensive. I shall continue smoking Viceroy till I find a cheaper replacement for it. Diza and Sharon thinks that I should quit smoking already. Hey guys, I will seriously think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that this post is too long already. Shall go update my friendster profile. Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3168468105931896470?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3168468105931896470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3168468105931896470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3168468105931896470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3168468105931896470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/07/endless-story.html' title='Endless Story'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1788226790747706987</id><published>2007-06-20T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:44:30.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Holidays have started already. For the past week, I've been going to my dad's office to work. It's quite boring actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went out yesterday. Caught a movie with Diza and Clinton. Clinton got high on nothing. He kept doing things that was so hilarious! LMAO. Fantastic 4 was actually not bad. Silver Surfer is cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to type anymore. Yinkwan wants me to organise a chalet. But I've got no money. Hey Yinkwan, why don't you pay for the chalet and I'll do all the hard labour. Hahahha. I wanna go Batam. The things there are so cheap. You can even smoke in the mall. How cool is that? Shall go there when I've got the money. Anyone wants to go too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and do my work now. Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1788226790747706987?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1788226790747706987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1788226790747706987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1788226790747706987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1788226790747706987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1084568878533950575</id><published>2007-03-20T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:53:21.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laissez Faire'/><title type='text'>Laissez Faire</title><content type='html'>I'm going to dedicate this post to the cafe that I'm currently working in, Laissez Faire. Personally, I think that this is one of the worst jobs that I have gotten so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I used to bring my laptop to work so that I can use my laptop to kill boredom. But recently, my boss, Jasmine told me that Mr Tee said that laptops and the dvd player are not allowed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the other day I brought Diza's player to the cafe and I was watching it the whole day. But I served customers when they needed something. But when I got off from work, Diza messaged me and said that Mr Tee told Jasmine that she cannot watch the player cos he could not see her from the camera. Of course he couldn't see her from the camera, the camera wasn't even on. They are so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I stayed in the cafe after I got off from work yesterday. And because Jinsheng and company wanted a chalet, so I was asking Diza what chalet we should book. Then Mr Tee called Diza on the phone and asked her why are we laughing so happily and that she's supposed to be working. Like what the hell? Aren't you supposed to be in Australia working? And when Diza starting talking on the phone with her friend, I told her to stop in case Mr Tee calls her again. And I was right. She had a missed call from Mr Tee. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4. There's no MSN or JavaScript in the computer that we are supposed to use. So it's kinda like very boring since almost everything needs JavaScript?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all. I'm going to find a new job. Rah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1084568878533950575?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1084568878533950575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1084568878533950575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1084568878533950575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1084568878533950575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/laissez-faire.html' title='Laissez Faire'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-4087887209324400829</id><published>2007-03-19T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:22:47.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th March 2007'/><title type='text'>19th March 2007</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging since last week? I was too lazy to blog. But now, I'm like so bored. Dying of boredom! My God! And I have to fucking work for this whole holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what happened the other day? I was fucking fined! For throwing a cigarette butt on the floor. $200! Where the hell am I supposed to find that money?! It's not going to drop from the sky! Now I have to think twice about throwing a fucking cigarette on the ground. Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DAE results are out! And I didn't get in. Hahahahahah. Nevermind. I still have my ITE education. I am kinda disappointed that I didn't get into RP, but nevermind. There's always a next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-4087887209324400829?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/4087887209324400829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=4087887209324400829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/4087887209324400829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/4087887209324400829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/19th-march-2007.html' title='19th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-2244341010863459609</id><published>2007-03-15T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:44:02.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15th March 2007'/><title type='text'>15th March 2007</title><content type='html'>Okay, there is a Jesus lookalike ang moh in the cafe now. And he carries a crumpler bag. I didn't know Jesus is so hip. Hahahahah. Diza is trying to take a photo of him now. I will try to upload his photo if I can. For now, I'm going to pray to him. Hahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-2244341010863459609?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2244341010863459609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=2244341010863459609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2244341010863459609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2244341010863459609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/15th-march-2007.html' title='15th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3333630240328724354</id><published>2007-03-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:43:33.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th March 2007'/><title type='text'>14th March 2007</title><content type='html'>Funny conversations today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation no. 1&lt;br /&gt;Boon Chuan: I want to go and see you take your prac the next time.&lt;br /&gt;Diza: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Boon Chuan: I want to see how you fall.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us: Hahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation no. 2&lt;br /&gt;Boon Chuan: Do you jerk when you ride the bike? I like to see people jerking.&lt;br /&gt;Junjie: Why? Because you like to jerk yourself right?&lt;br /&gt;Me and Diza: Hahahahahahah! Junjie! You dirty minded guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation no. 3&lt;br /&gt;Junjie: Eh Boon Chuan! You will be sparkling hot if you got long hair!&lt;br /&gt;Boon Chuan: Of course hot lah! So much hair!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Junjie: Laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Boon Chuan is super funny. He has got a serious face but he's damn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3333630240328724354?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3333630240328724354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3333630240328724354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3333630240328724354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3333630240328724354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/14th-march-2007.html' title='14th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-2079498187319415910</id><published>2007-03-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:02:04.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th March 2007'/><title type='text'>10th March 2007</title><content type='html'>Okay, this stupid bangala just came into the shop and starting shouting. I got a shock lah! In the end, turns out that he wanted a cup of orange juice. Can't he say so earlier? He can't seem to stop bargaining with me. Hey, $2.50 is $2.50. There's no way a cup of orange juice can drop to $1.50 just because you are a bangala. If you don't have money, go somewhere else. We are not the only cafe in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stupid bangala was like complaining about the orange juice. Don't like don't drink! Fuck off! And if you have come to my cafe before, you'll know that no one except the staff there can go into the counter. That bloody bangala came inside the counter! This leaves me no choice but to shout at him. That disgusting bangala! And after he finish a cup of orange juice, he wanted another cup and asked me how much is the second cup. Hello! Is there any difference between the first cup and the second cup?! Like hell no! I want to quit my job! Need to find a new job as soon as possible. A job where I don't have to face thousands of bangalas everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just waiting for 10.10pm to come, so I can quickly close the shop and hurry home. I don't want to see anymore bangalas today. Fuck! I have to work full tomorrow! Tomorrow is like the off day for all the bangalas in Singapore! I'm going to message Jasmine and tell her that I'm sick and I don't want to work tomorrow. I don't care. I'm traumatised now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-2079498187319415910?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2079498187319415910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=2079498187319415910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2079498187319415910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2079498187319415910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/10th-march-2007.html' title='10th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-8569476967575652128</id><published>2007-03-09T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:12:14.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cigarette Killer'/><title type='text'>Cigarette Killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = 'http://www.nextlevelarcade.com/games/images/cigarette-killer.jpg'&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;a href = 'http://www.nextlevelarcade.com/games/Cigarette-Killer' TITLE = 'Click to Play Cigarette Killer' TARGET = '_blank'&gt;Click to Play!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play this! I can't seem to complete it! Hahahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-8569476967575652128?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8569476967575652128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=8569476967575652128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8569476967575652128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8569476967575652128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/cigarette-killer.html' title='Cigarette Killer'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1338624109267960163</id><published>2007-03-06T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:48:25.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6th March 2007'/><title type='text'>6th March 2007</title><content type='html'>Currently, I'm rotting in a lan shop. The guys are playing counterstrike and I'm waiting for them to end their game so that I can finally go home. Was supposed to go studying today. But ended up reading a novel in the library. Hahahahah. Shall study later. Hopefully my GPA will be higher this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school tomorrow. Got to see what's my grade for Communication Skills. Don't think I can get high marks for it cos my first presentation sucks. Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall go and rot now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1338624109267960163?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1338624109267960163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1338624109267960163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1338624109267960163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1338624109267960163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/6th-march-2007.html' title='6th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-140816857543381858</id><published>2007-03-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:51:09.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>I swear that I'll get rich and not let everyone around me suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, will I live till then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when I can't take it anymore, I'll bid everyone farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then everything will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the trouble that I have given all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is really the root of all problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-140816857543381858?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/140816857543381858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=140816857543381858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/140816857543381858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/140816857543381858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1436439488749720347</id><published>2007-03-05T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:29:31.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5th March 2007'/><title type='text'>5th March 2007</title><content type='html'>I want to go to IKEA tomorrow. But dad says not to do anything to the room or the house cos we are going to move out in 4 years time. 4 years is like damn long! But then, the blinds in my room would have already drop off. And I want to repaint my side of the room too. But I can't. I can't stand the stripes and the yellow anymore. Should I paint my room poka dot red? That would be cool! Hahahahah. Hope that when we move out, I would be able to get a room of my own, even if it's the store room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electricity got cut off today. I was having a nap when suddenly the fan stopped moving. Opened the door and saw this letter on the floor. Looks like my mother didn't pay the electricity bill again. Had to shower with cold water today. I hate it when this kind of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, can someone define love and friendship for me? I don't know what they mean anymore. Aren't friends supposed to help you when you ask a favour from them? Is love always here or do we have to chase after it? Is it so easy to forget someone that you love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1436439488749720347?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1436439488749720347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1436439488749720347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1436439488749720347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1436439488749720347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/5th-march-2007.html' title='5th March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3541575446145027209</id><published>2007-03-04T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T16:18:46.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Vampires &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Shapeshifting Vampire&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/521images[3].jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are only 400 out of every 1,000 that aquire this gift. It is usefull in many ways. Use your gift wisely. Follow the stars because there detirmin what animal you become.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Are you a boy or girl inside? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Boy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/4152ICONATOR_7e40719e9624b44df74bc1414a8b43a5" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a sexy boy inside :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;How Nerdy R U? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Braniac!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/845Brainiac-logo.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a true braniac... maybe you might get into one of those ivy league colleges for gifted minds such as yourself. Congrats. You rule. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a nerd! Nerds rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/financial/financial"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/images/financial_ew.gif" alt="Testriffic.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you guys that I'd be rich one day. Now you believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;What kind of soul do you have? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Good Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/4034White Soul.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a angel sent down from heaven you have plenty of good to spread around. You put others before yourself 100% of the time. If someone you know isn\'t happy, then neither are you until they are and your friends will stay true to you because of this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a good person. Come and be my friend. Hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;What kind of Dragon are you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;White Dragon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/40453875582753.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are majestic and elegant. You might not pick up on things right away and maybe you can be alittle slow, but no matter what you are a beautiful person, inside and out.You are a very calm person and tend to be kind and friendly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White dragon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;What Style Are u? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Gothic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;U WEAR BLACK ALL THE TIME.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;What season are you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Summer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/3881sunny.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a summer because you are always happy and smiling you should go for bright colors to make you stand out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT SEASON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;What do your eyes say about you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Exhuberent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/3212MK00378_FPO_PREV.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what? People love you for your personality. They feel comfortable around you, for almost every reason possible. You can be the life of the party, or someone they just hang out with one-on-one. You are always there for you friends, and they know and appreciate it. Congrats!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;How Randomly Cute Is Your Personality? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Sad Cute&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/3701l_aeb9680a0ef1c5e40862de7a8012bced.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awww seems as if your personality is only randomly cute when you are sad. Your friends seem to just give you a bandaid. Want a hug? :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird test. I wonder why I took it. Hahahahahah. I was bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3541575446145027209?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3541575446145027209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3541575446145027209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3541575446145027209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3541575446145027209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-9060299255895518858</id><published>2007-03-03T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T19:18:34.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd March 2007'/><title type='text'>3rd March 2007</title><content type='html'>Went to the bank in the morning to deposit my cheque. Why can't Jasmine just give us a cash cheque? That way, I don't have to wait till Tuesday to get my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY BOUGHT A BAG TODAY AND IT'S A CRUMPLER BAG! Hahahahah. I wanted a crumpler bag for a very long time already. Since secondary school? Hmmmm. Then I went to watch Protege. It wasn't that bad. Some parts made me feel as if I was watching porn and some parts look like a horror movie. But over all, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just calculated my pay for the month of March. I'm going to be super rich! $780! OMFG! Then I can finally clear my debts! $600 to Diza. And the rest is mine! Hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another joke of the day, although Jonathan will say that it's not funny.&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan?&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;Caller: No, I want to speak to Annie Wan!&lt;br /&gt;Operator: You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: I'm Sum Wan ..And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: I know u are someone and u want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Well just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother, Noe Wan was involved in an accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan is on his way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital from the accident that isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;Caller: You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Operator: I'm Saw Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-9060299255895518858?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/9060299255895518858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=9060299255895518858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9060299255895518858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9060299255895518858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/3rd-march-2007.html' title='3rd March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1019627644977897623</id><published>2007-03-02T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T13:13:38.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st March 2007'/><title type='text'>1st March 2007</title><content type='html'>I know that today is the 2nd of March, but I have to blog about yesterday. Yesterday was the unluckiest day of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I dropped my pack of cigarettes in the bus! RAH! I still had half a pack left! That's like 10 sticks! There goes my $5.  Secondly, I lost in monopoly. I only had 3 properties when the rest of them had like more than 3! And every property that I went belong to either one of them and I couldn't buy it. So retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, when I was walking to Yishun MRT station I fell down. Yes, laugh all you want. Shuwen fell down. I kneeled down on one knee. Damn pain. I think there's a small little bruise there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, as quoted by Junjie, we took a VERY EXPENSIVE cab to Jinsheng's house. It was the SMRT MPV cab. The cab fare was already 13.60 when we got into the cab! And the taxi haven't even started moving yet! ARGH! And because it was our first time in a MPV cab, we didn't know that there was a tv in the cab. So we were VERY suprised when the driver pulled the screen down and let us watch Tom &amp; Jerry. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go cycling today(2nd March) but thanks to Diza, I have to work full shift today. 10 hours! Nevermind, I can get $50 today. I'm going to slack in the cafe now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1019627644977897623?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1019627644977897623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1019627644977897623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1019627644977897623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1019627644977897623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-march-2007.html' title='1st March 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-6583948364755375188</id><published>2007-02-24T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:37:50.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24th February 2007'/><title type='text'>24th February 2007</title><content type='html'>Finally went to pay my CableTV bill today. Now, I have used up all my ang pow money! Boo... Can't wait for end of the month to come. My pay is coming! Maybe I shall use my pay to buy a new camera. SONY CYBERSHOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Pulau Ubin and have a chalet there again. It's so fun there! Maybe next month. After the exam. I have this feeling that I will fail DPA. I didn't even listen in DPA! Oh, I found a new word for 'shit' last night when I was watching the 9 o'clock show on Channel 8. It's 'xuete'. Hahahahahahah. It's so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSIAH, WEIWEI, PETRINA, PAULINE, CLARISSA, YONG ZHI and MYSELF! So many people's birthday in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Joke of the day!&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Thanks. I'm setting up an office in my den and I'm thinking about buying a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Mac?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I don't own a computer. I want to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Mac?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I told you, my name's Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: What about Windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Why? Will it get stuffy in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Do you want a computer with Windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I don't know. What will I see when I look at the windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Never mind the windows. I need a computer and software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Software for Windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: No. On the computer! I need something I can use to write proposals and track expenses and run my business. What do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Yeah, for my office. Can you recommend anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: You just did what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Recommend something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: You recommended something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: For my office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: OK, what did you recommend for my office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Yes, for my office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: I recommend Office with Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I already have an office with windows! OK, let's just say I'm sitting at my computer and I want to type a proposal. What do I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: What word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Word in Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: The only word in office is office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Which word in office for windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: The Word you get when you click the blue "W".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I'm going to click your blue "w" if you don't start with some straight answers. What about financial bookkeeping? You have anything I can track my money with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: That's right. What do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I need money to track my money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: It comes bundled with your computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: What's bundled with my computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Money comes with my computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Yes. No extra charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: I get a bundle of money with my computer? How much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: One copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: Isn't it illegal to copy money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Microsoft gave us a license to copy Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: They can give you a license to copy money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Why not? THEY OWN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A few days later)&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTELLO: How do I turn my computer off? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBOTT: Click on "START" ............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-6583948364755375188?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6583948364755375188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=6583948364755375188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6583948364755375188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6583948364755375188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/24th-february-2007.html' title='24th February 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-6367487638027298222</id><published>2007-02-20T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:18:55.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>First of all, I wish all you guys a Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first day of Chinese New Year was the same as the past few years. Only that, we didn't get to visit 2 other relatives. Sadly to say, my birthday falls on the first day of Chinese New Year. But nothing can stop me from celebrating my birthday! Met up with Andrew, Jon and Terence for a drinking session at AMK. Diza and Eileen were supposed to come, but they were so late. I drank like 3 and a half cans of Heineken and I was super dizzy! Yes, call me weak. I'm not a regular drinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to KBOX, but Dad didn't allow. He wanted me home by 12. So sad. Cabbed home with Terence. Felt like vomitting. Hahahah. Terence threatened to sell me away if I vomit in the cab. I had a terrible headache in the morning! Took 2 panadols and went back to sleep. Dad was like "I'll see whether you still dare to drink so much the next time! Hah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family stayed at home on the second day. Relatives from my Dad's side are coming over. Each one of them took turns to ask me questions about my brother. And they asked the exact same questions! So irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the third day of Chinese New Year. I should be at home resting, but no! I'm out here working. I'm like so bored here. I'd rather be busy than sit here and do nothing. Oh yes, this Malay couple ordered a coffee with milk and cuppucino and walk off without paying. Hahah, Jasmine was cursing them! So funny. Shall go and work now. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Oh yes, a big thank you to all who wished me Happy Birthday. As for those who didn't, please remember it next year! Hahahahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-6367487638027298222?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6367487638027298222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=6367487638027298222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6367487638027298222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6367487638027298222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3249258897938268970</id><published>2007-02-14T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:21:02.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a Guy Really Means When He Says....'/><title type='text'>What a Guy Really Means When He Says....</title><content type='html'>"I'm going fishing."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand, while the fish swim by in complete safety."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a guy thing."&lt;br /&gt;Really means.... "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I help with dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "Why isn't it already on the table?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would take too long to explain."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I have no idea how it works."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm getting more exercise lately."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "The batteries in the remote are dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're going to be late."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "Now I have a legitimate excuse to drive like a maniac."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take a break, honey, you're working too hard."&lt;br /&gt;Really means...."I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's interesting, dear."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "Are you still talking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, we don't need material things to prove our love."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I forgot our anniversary again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's women's work."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "It's difficult, dirty, and thankless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know how bad my memory is."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed and the Vehicle Identification Numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, don't fuss. I just cut myself, it's no big deal."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I have severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit I'm hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do help around the house."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I once put a dirty towel in the laundry basket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I've got my reasons for what I'm doing."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I sure hope I think of some reasons pretty soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't find it."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did I do this time?"&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "What did you catch me doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard you."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and I'm hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next days yelling at me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look terrific."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "Oh, God, please don't try on one more outfit. I'm starving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I missed you."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I can't find my sock drawer, the kids are hungry and we are out of toilet paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not lost. I know exactly where we are."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I'm lost. I have no idea where we are, and no one will ever see us alive again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't need to read the instructions."&lt;br /&gt;Really means... "I am perfectly capable of screwing it up without printed help."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3249258897938268970?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3249258897938268970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3249258897938268970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3249258897938268970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3249258897938268970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-guy-really-means-when-he-says.html' title='What a Guy Really Means When He Says....'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-526528324400705994</id><published>2007-02-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T13:10:05.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12th February 2007'/><title type='text'>12th February 2007</title><content type='html'>Okay, I was so bored at work today. I helped Josiah and Kok Hong with their Entrepreneur Project. Hahahah. I feel so nice. They owe me a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis with Terence, Jonathan, Josiah and Diza today. I was supposed to buy my bottoms for Chinese New Year. But I couldn't find any nice one there. Therefore, I'm not going to Mr Tan's lesson tomorrow. I'll be going to Queensway to get my bottoms. I hope they have nice ones there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get off from work. I'm so tired. My eyes are like closing already. Yawns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-526528324400705994?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/526528324400705994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=526528324400705994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/526528324400705994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/526528324400705994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/12th-february-2007.html' title='12th February 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-5590653968856308201</id><published>2007-02-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T20:22:55.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th February 2007'/><title type='text'>10th February 2007</title><content type='html'>Went back to STC yesterday. The last time that I went back was during Teachers' Day. But yesterday was different. Qiaofen and I were there because Amanda wanted Qiaofen to accompany her to get her results. I was there because Qiaofen wanted me to accompany her to NYP. Going to NYP is a total waste of my time. Because by the time we reached NYP, DAE was already closed. We had to go back the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I accompanied Qiao to NYP and NP. NP sucks big time. They didn't allow Qiao to do her DAE. She was asked to do JAE instead. But when we went into the room that we were supposed to do the JAE thing, this guy said that Qiao is not eligible for nursing course and she should apply for some other course. I don't understand why Qiao don't want to join ITE. ITE is not that bad. I know cause I'm in ITE. It's not really 'It's the end'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I sold my MP3 to Qiao. So sad. Couldn't really bear to sell it away. But what can I do? I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 8 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-5590653968856308201?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5590653968856308201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=5590653968856308201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5590653968856308201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5590653968856308201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/10th-february-2007.html' title='10th February 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-8867278939844055116</id><published>2007-02-04T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:13:48.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that I'm not that important to you after all. I've been trying to get to you for the past 2 days and I can't get through. You told me that you want to get back together with me after your exams. But I don't see that happening right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more looking back&lt;br /&gt;No more tears&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of trying&lt;br /&gt;Sick of waiting by my phone for your messages&lt;br /&gt;Sick of waiting by the computer for your emails&lt;br /&gt;All these are going to end&lt;br /&gt;Period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-8867278939844055116?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8867278939844055116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=8867278939844055116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8867278939844055116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8867278939844055116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-realised-that-im-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-5691754339805991538</id><published>2007-02-04T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:23:37.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More tests'/><title type='text'>More tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What type of person are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are an easy going person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/2444ANGEL.bmp" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are very easy to talk to and all your friends can count on you for advice. You are strong and healthy... KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of person am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Could You survive  a zombie breakout? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Are a Survivor .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/2335awesome" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are smart and strong minded and you know what you are doing. Yo uare a survivor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is lame. Zombie breakout? Like that would ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;border:1px #999 dotted; margin-left:auto; margin-right:auto;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Color Best Suits You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/2517indigo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;\"Why do you feel so blue?\" - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;You may cause feelings of calmness or serenity. You are also often described as peaceful, tranquil, secure, and orderly. You may also create feelings of sadness or aloofness. You are rather popular though you may be one of the least appetizing. :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.testriffic.com/tests"&gt;Take this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blue? What the fuck? I wanted black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-5691754339805991538?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5691754339805991538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=5691754339805991538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5691754339805991538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5691754339805991538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-tests.html' title='More tests'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-2287044175362600107</id><published>2007-02-03T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:26:17.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IQ Test'/><title type='text'>IQ Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/7.gif" border="0" alt="Testriffic IQ test"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! According to this IQ test, I am extremely brilliant! I don't think it's true lah. If it's true, I would have gotten into the special stream in secondary school. It's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/personality/personality"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/images/personality_sentry.gif" alt="Testriffic.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A personiality test. I wonder whether it's true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-2287044175362600107?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2287044175362600107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=2287044175362600107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2287044175362600107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2287044175362600107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/iq-test.html' title='IQ Test'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-7105949052988822802</id><published>2007-02-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:41:11.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed Off'/><title type='text'>Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>I actually wrote some stuff before typing this in. I thought that I shouldn't really talk about it anymore. I shall listen to Jon and just tolerate. To tolerate is a very difficult task to do. I was this close to losing my temper today. But hey, a game is a game. Though it was embarrassing, I knew I had to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm never gonna play that game again. Call me coward, chicken or whatever you want. No more truth or dare, dare and dare. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go back to school tomorrow for DPA and Time Management course. Man, I just wanna stay at home and sleep. Shall get a GPA of 2 or higher this time round, so I won't get into that stupid time management course again. I think we have to choose what course we wanna take next year. Computer Networking, Wireless or Multimedia. I was thinking of choosing Multimedia, but Nikole says that it's very hard to get in. So I might choose Wireless instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my boss that I can't work on Fridays. Need to get some more rest and probably extra time to complete my driving. It's been a long time since I last took a lesson. Shall get back to working now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Terence:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure whether you will see this. But here goes nothing, I know you are angry with me for just pin pointing only you when you are not the only one who was shouting all the fishball stuff. So I'm going to apologise to you here. I admit that I was in the wrong. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-7105949052988822802?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7105949052988822802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=7105949052988822802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7105949052988822802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7105949052988822802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/02/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed Off'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3239866660500200607</id><published>2007-01-28T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:27:06.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a feeling that lingers for really long time - even after a relationship is totally over.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you still make have strong feelings for the first person you fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;You usually are reluctant to end relationships. And sometimes you're the last to know that things are ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 9th, 18th, and 27th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&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/2257454324465763916-3239866660500200607?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3239866660500200607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3239866660500200607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3239866660500200607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3239866660500200607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-birthdate-february-18-for-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-9104683080686755451</id><published>2007-01-28T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:38:32.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Stuff'/><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>Here's the deal. You look it over the following list and see how many of these things you have done. BUT you have to ADD up the money amount along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Had sex: $6.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Smoked: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Got drunk: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Went skinny dipping: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kissed someone of the opposite sex: $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kissed someone of the same sex: $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cheated: $2.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Fell asleep in class: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Been expelled: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Given oral: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Got oral: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Prank called the cops: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. lied to ur parents: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Stole something: $2.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Done drugs: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Dyed your hair: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. lied about ur age: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Attached with someone older (like a few years): $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Went out with someone OVER 18 (if your under 18): $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ate a whole thing of oreos: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Cried yourself to sleep: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Said you love someone but didnt mean it: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Been in love: $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Got caught doing something that you shouldnt have been doing: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Went streaking: $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Got arrested: $5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Madeout with someone at the movies: $2.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Peed in the pool: $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Played spin the bottle: $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Done something you regret: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up see how much you are worth. Apparently the lesser the amount, the better it is. And I'm like worth $30! Rah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have prata with Jon, Terence and Jon's sister after work yesterday. The prata was like rubber band lah! So chewy! Hahahah. Ordered 2 kosong but couldn't finish it, so I gave 1 to Terence. I'm so nice. Hahahahah. Jon's sister is preetttttyyyyyyy... Anyone wants prata tonight? Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-9104683080686755451?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/9104683080686755451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=9104683080686755451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9104683080686755451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/9104683080686755451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-935497052881237074</id><published>2007-01-27T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:05:05.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27th January 2007'/><title type='text'>27th January 2007</title><content type='html'>It's yet another working day for me. Didn't work on Thursday and Friday cos I was too tired to work. Didn't really feel like working today also. But if I don't work, where will the money come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton session yesterday. It was fun! My arm didn't hurt as much as last week. Hahahah. After we ended our session, this group of middle-aged men came to play. They played like pros! One of them came to talk to us and wanted to play with us someday. He is so modest! He said he didn't know how to play badminton! OMFG! That is so not true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camii seems to be with someone new. That's so fast lah. I guess I was just something for her to waste her time with. Maybe I should forget about her and find someone new already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, shall blog about something else already. No more love life! Cyrus got fired from his job. He made Jasmine (our boss) lose $5000. I feel bad about it lah. After all, I was the one who reccommended Cyrus to this job. Now that Cyrus had lost his job, we have a vacancy here at Laissez Faire Cafe! The rate is $5 per hour. You have to be able to work weekdays morning. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at the cafe is quite okay, except for the cameras, the closing of the shop and dealing with some stupid customers (especially the bangalas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shall be all for today! TATA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-935497052881237074?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/935497052881237074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=935497052881237074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/935497052881237074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/935497052881237074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/27th-january-2007.html' title='27th January 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1585804147692635477</id><published>2007-01-22T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:05:42.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misses'/><title type='text'>Misses</title><content type='html'>I was reading through the emails that you sent me. And I was wondering, did we really drift apart? Or was it because you didn't love me anymore and that you used the drifting apart as an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when you would ask me about school and when I'm working, we would communicate through emails. You told me that you had a thing for long emails so I tried my best to add nonsensical stuffs into my email to you. You told me that you love poetry, so I wrote a poem for you. Though I really didn't write a poem on purpose. It just seemed like a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when your parents found our about us, I tried to be understanding. Though I whined and complained about it. I was fine with us not meeting so regularly. I thought that this would let us cherish the relationship more as we are not able to meet each other so often. When you told me that you wanted me to go out with you for your Chinese New Year shopping, I was looking forward to it. Now, I think that trip is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1585804147692635477?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1585804147692635477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1585804147692635477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1585804147692635477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1585804147692635477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/misses.html' title='Misses'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-5838225928405030622</id><published>2007-01-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:20:14.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st January 2007'/><title type='text'>21st January 2007</title><content type='html'>Is having a girlfriend very important? I was walking with Terence to Hougang CC on Friday when he said that he envied those with girlfriends. He didn't know that my girlfriend or rather, my ex-girlfriend had broken up with me the day before. I felt a pang in my heart when he said the word girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him, having a girlfriend is good because you'll know that there's someone out there thinking about you. Well, I know it's good to know that. So right now, I know that there's nobody thinking about me. Maybe other than my parents. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Rahman sent me home on Friday. IN HIS BIKE! And in case you were wondering what kind of helmet I was wearing, don't bother asking. I won't tell you. Hah! I was really scared and nervous. But after a while, kinda got used to it. Adrenaline rushing through when he makes a turn and accerlerates. Woah! That was one hell of a ride! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DPA Test on Tuesday. I am going to fail that. 100%!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-5838225928405030622?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/5838225928405030622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=5838225928405030622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5838225928405030622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/5838225928405030622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/21st-january-2007.html' title='21st January 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-7026991703665577260</id><published>2007-01-18T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:34:43.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Up'/><title type='text'>Break Up</title><content type='html'>I'm definitely cursed! Someone come and save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received an email from Camii. And this is what it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! school's okay, how was yr day? at work?&lt;br /&gt;i've got something to discuss with you, and i've no idea how to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, i think we're drifting apart, and i feel that we're both jus&lt;br /&gt;wasting our time on this. im really sorry for leading you on, but you've&lt;br /&gt;made me experience a miracle that i never thought could possible occur.&lt;br /&gt;you're great, and i mean it. i hope you take good care of yourself, im sorry&lt;br /&gt;for not being able to celebrate our ' 1 mth, then 2 mth and soon it will be&lt;br /&gt;one year'. but then again, i really did love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last time, -major hugs- muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Camii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, she ended the relationship. Although our relationship was only for a short period of time, I truly loved her. Maybe we did really drift apart, maybe we were really wasting our time, at least we tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Camii:&lt;br /&gt;I hope that one day, you will find someone who will love you like I do. Or maybe more. And by then, your parents will be able to accept you for who you are. I don't know whether you really loved me or was just leading me on. But I'm happy that we got together. I just want you to know that the time that we spent together will always be remembered in my heart. And for the last time, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-7026991703665577260?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7026991703665577260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=7026991703665577260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7026991703665577260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7026991703665577260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/break-up.html' title='Break Up'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-7547430211564393849</id><published>2007-01-18T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:53:25.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th January 2007'/><title type='text'>18th January 2007</title><content type='html'>It's yet another tiring day. Woke up early today for school. Amazing! I thought I was going to reach school later than Jon and company. However, I took the same bus as them! Hah! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Jon and Terence to Cuppage after school to have their hair cut. Their hairstyles turned out pretty good. And it was raining after we left Cuppage! ARGH! Why does it always rain when I didn't bring an umbrella?! So we were practically running around town today, trying to avoid the rain and all. And I was supposed to start work at 4.30 today but no, in the end, I started work at 6.30. There goes my $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan is coming down to the internet cafe to visit me. Actually, I forced him to come. Hah! And I have to treat him to supper! Idiot! Hmmm, didn't have enough for duck rice. So I'm just going to buy him duck porridge. It's the same thing actually. There's rice there. Hahahah. I'm going to have supper now, not going to wait for Ivan, the idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-7547430211564393849?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7547430211564393849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=7547430211564393849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7547430211564393849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/7547430211564393849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/18th-january-2007.html' title='18th January 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-8931235909823315074</id><published>2007-01-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:46:12.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17th January 2007'/><title type='text'>17th January 2007</title><content type='html'>I didn't blog yesterday. Laptop wasn't on my bed when I came home. Apparently my dad took it to his office for his work. I had the choice of using the computer but I was to lazy to use it. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my badminton racket yesterday. It was a tiring day I tell you. We were walking from Bugis to Bras Basah, then Bras Basah to Bugis, then Bugis to Terence's uncle's cafe, then to Bras Basah to Suntec City and then finally we went home. I spent alot of money yesterday. Bought a racket, paid for Terence's racket first and bought Gilmore Girls Season 1 DVD. Can't wait to have enough money to buy Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't go to school today. Firstly, it was because I couldn't wake up. Secondly, I'm not going for S&amp;amp;W or Communication Skills so why bother just going for Circuit Design? Thirdly, I'm really tired and I had this headache. Jon says that my posts are long, so I shall keep this post short. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-8931235909823315074?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8931235909823315074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=8931235909823315074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8931235909823315074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8931235909823315074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/17th-january-2007.html' title='17th January 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3269686591362805482</id><published>2007-01-15T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T19:07:44.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15 January 2007'/><title type='text'>15 January 2007</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a normal day for me today. I think waking up late has become a habit for me. As usual, I woke up late today again. Had to get my father to fetch me to school. Thankfully, I reached school on time. Phase test was hard. I had help from Zani, Chee Chow and Derek. Although Zani did my circuit board for me, I changed it for Derek's board as he was done with his test. I was totally racking my brains! I need to listen more in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampanies mall with Chee Chow, Terence, Jonathan and Andrew after school to catch Death Note 2. I had to treat them to the movie. Nevermind, as long as everyone is happy, I'm happy too. Took a train to work. MISSED MY STOP! Thanks to Terence and Andrew! Talking and talking. This expat was laughing at me. Moron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at Novena and took a cab to work. A waste of money! Cut my pinky when I was closing the toilet door just now. Painful! Has been bleeding non stop for about 5 minutes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this joke in jokediary. Damn funny. Shall share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen mcnuggets. "We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager at the counter. "You don't?" I replied. "We only have six, nine, or twelve, "was the reply. "So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?"That's right." So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I picked up one of those "dividers" that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed. After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the "divider", looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it. Not finding the bar code she said to me, "Do you know how much this is?" I said to her "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'll buy that today." She said "OK," and I paid her for the things and left. She had no clue to what had just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. Do you need some help?" I asked. She replied, "I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I can't get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?" "Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm, too?" I asked. "No,just this remote thingy," she answered, handing it and the car keys to me. As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, "Why don't you drive over there and check about the batteries. It's a long walk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost out of typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," the secretary told her.With that, the intern took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five "blank" copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police in Radnor, Pa., interrogated a suspect by placing a metal colander on his head and connecting it with wires to a photocopy machine. The message"He's lying" was placed in the copier, and police pressed the copy button each time they thought the suspect wasn't telling the truth. Believing the "lie detector" was working, the suspect confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut it short, cos I didn't really understand what the last part was about. If you want the full joke, go the the web. It's in my link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3269686591362805482?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3269686591362805482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3269686591362805482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3269686591362805482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3269686591362805482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/15-january-2007.html' title='15 January 2007'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-1746239774765069815</id><published>2007-01-14T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:18:54.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tests'/><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>Tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is tomorrow. I'm going to have a phase test tomorrow. Don't ask me why is it called a phase test. I have no idea too. I wonder why every school (well, not EVERY school) has tests and exams. Besides testing us on our knowledge on that particular topic or subject. I'm thinking that some sicko thought that it was funny to see students stressing over tests and exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if it's an English test or exam. English is my favourite subject. But Maths, Science and Chinese? That's only primary school. And when you get to secondary school, Chemistry, Biology, Physics, History, Geography and lots more comes to you. Why can't it be like primary school? Where English, Maths, Science and Chinese are the only subject we need to think about? I wish every school in the future will be like Republic Poly, where daily work will determine your results. No tests or exams required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I get enough points to go to Republic Poly, you may ask. Well, the answer is simple. I didn't study hard enough. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: My baby&lt;br /&gt;10 more days, 10 more days and it will soon be our 1 month anniversary. I doubt that we will be able to celebrate it though. Was glad to hear that your mom talked to you. It means that things are going well for you. I can't wait for Friday to come, where we would finally get to hang out together. It's something I've thought about for 2 weeks. Time passes really fast. Soon, we will be celebrating not only our 1 month, it will be 2 months, 3 months or even 1 year. Whatever it is, I just wish you were with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to get back to work. Although I'm just sitting here surfing the net. Can't go to MSN cos it's not allowed. There's no JavaScript too. Well, shall talk about this another time. Oh yes, can someone give me a morning call tomorrow? I don't want to be late for school. Or else, Mr Tan will really be after my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, almost forgot. I have to say a huge thank you to Jonathan and Terence. For giving me surprise visit yesterday. Thanks for coming even though I didn't return your call and message. I was really surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-1746239774765069815?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/1746239774765069815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=1746239774765069815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1746239774765069815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/1746239774765069815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3731057813661008264</id><published>2007-01-13T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:31:20.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking around my house today and there it was, sitting in the corner of my living room. My dad bought it 2 years ago as a reward for my ‘O’ levels results. It was a deal. If I were to pass my ‘O’ levels, then he would have to buy that for me. By that, I meant the electric drum set in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it just arrived at my house, I couldn’t wait to play it. I was so excited to have the drum set at home. OMG! Finally, a drum set! I played the drums as often as I could. I didn’t care whether it was in the morning or at night. I didn’t care if the neighbours complained or called the police. I just wanted to play my drums. Nobody could stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, 2 years after it was delivered to my house. The drum set is just sitting there in the living room. Nobody touches it anymore. Nobody, except the maid (for cleaning purposes only).&lt;br /&gt;Edna and I used to talk about forming a band, where I would be the drummer and she the vocalist. But then, we were still short of a guitarist, keyboard player and a bass. So we were thinking of what friend knows how to play what instrument. However, in the end, nothing was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there looking at my drum set, I was thinking “Why not form a band?” So now, here I am, looking people who are interested in forming a band. Doesn’t matter whether you have got any experience with joining a band. Cos I don’t. If you are interested, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:iam.duane@gmail.com"&gt;iam.duane@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s all about the drum set. Things haven’t been going well for my love life. Have not seen baby for a very long time already. And our 1 month is coming soon. Judging from the situation, I don’t think we will be able to celebrate it. I have been thinking, should I give up already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objections from her parents are making it hard for us. Maybe it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t ask her to be mine, we wouldn’t be having this problem. I just want to be able to be by your side. My relationships haven’t been able to last after a month. Maybe it’s a curse? HAH! A curse for me to have relationships not more than a month. I hope that this will really last. I don’t think I can afford to lose her now. I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: All I want for Christmas is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3731057813661008264?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3731057813661008264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3731057813661008264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3731057813661008264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3731057813661008264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/band.html' title='Band'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-8780663701602996052</id><published>2007-01-12T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:34:30.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year is here. The new year means a lot of things. For me, the new year means that my birthday is coming. Hah! While poor Jon just celebrated his 18th birthday, I’m going to celebrate my 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your birthday is coming, you’d be very excited and wondering what they are going to do for their birthday. I’m here thinking of not celebrating my birthday for this year. After all, I’m going to be only 19. 19 is just a number. Nothing important compared to 16, 18 or 21. When you are 15 going to 16, you’d be excited because you would be able to go to the movies rated NC16. And when you are 17 going on to 18, you’d be excited too (M18). And when you’re finally 20 going on to 21, you’d be super excited. You are finally going to be an adult. You’d be able to vote, watch R(A) movies, and probably move out from your house and stay alone. I’d probably do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 19! 19 is nothing! You don’t have anything exciting to look forward too! Can’t wait to be 21. Can’t wait to move out from here to some other place. Any place but here. Here as in my house now. Moving out would probably mean that I might have to be independent. Earn more money to get the necessary stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don’t think I’m going to celebrate my birthday this year. But that doesn’t mean that you don’t have to give me presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish list for this year:&lt;br /&gt;1) VAIO laptop (I’d be ecstatic if someone gave me this!)&lt;br /&gt;2) SONY cyber shot camera&lt;br /&gt;3) A pair of nice shoes (SHOES not high heels, flip flops or slippers. I don’t mind getting shoes even though it’s considered not good to give people shoes)&lt;br /&gt;4) An external hard disk, probably 100GB (It feels weird to have this in my wish list, but that’s what I want.)&lt;br /&gt;5) A nice shirt (T-shirt, Polo tee or a shirt will do.)&lt;br /&gt;6) Wallet (No billabong please.)&lt;br /&gt;7) I almost forgot! A sling bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all. If someone would to get me something from this list, I’d be very happy. Thank you! Now, I’m going to get back to work. Cleaning the cake display isn’t that easy after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-8780663701602996052?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/8780663701602996052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=8780663701602996052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8780663701602996052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/8780663701602996052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthdays-new-year-is-here.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-6444221498292854179</id><published>2007-01-08T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:33:40.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End of Holidays'/><title type='text'>End of Holidays</title><content type='html'>End Of Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is the last day of my school holidays. Should I say I missgoing to school or should I say I wish that the holidays were longer?I mean yea, I miss going to school. But if it was still the holidays,I might be out there earning more money. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was in the bus 166 (on the way home). There was thiscouple sitting behind me (I think they were studying overseas, mostprobably America). They were discussing about their schoolmates whowere from the countryside and how hard they were trying to fit it. Andthey just couldn't stop insulting them. I'm gonna name the schoolmateZ. So apparently Z had a problem fitting in with the otherschoolmates. So he wore baggy clothes and all the stuffs that hethought that was hip. But he still couldn't fit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So eventually, he used money to get his circle of friends. Treatingthem to drinks and meal. So the girl behind me was saying that theso-called friends hang out with Z was because that they get freedrinks. But actually whenever she sees him, she feels like slappinghim. I was like WTF?! Give the poor guy a break! He just wants to fitit. I hope he's doing well over there now. Maybe one day he will finally see how superfical his friends are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-6444221498292854179?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/6444221498292854179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=6444221498292854179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6444221498292854179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/6444221498292854179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-holidays-well-today-is-last-day.html' title='End of Holidays'/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-2392639549507035926</id><published>2006-12-25T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:18:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back to blog again&lt;br /&gt;many things happened recently&lt;br /&gt;both bad and good&lt;br /&gt;bad thing is that i might have lost some good friends&lt;br /&gt;good thing is that i've got her in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want for christmas is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is almost over&lt;br /&gt;and the new year is coming soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the holidays to end and go back to school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-2392639549507035926?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/2392639549507035926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=2392639549507035926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2392639549507035926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/2392639549507035926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-to-blog-again-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-7878195101882515643</id><published>2006-11-19T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:42:48.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joke of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Jewish student was doing well in school in all subjects except for Math. So his parents decide to send him to a private Catholic school. While there the boy came home from school and studied every day. At the end of the marking period the boy got straight A's. So his parents asked him, "What motivated you to do so well in school?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "When I saw that guy nailed to a plus sign I knew they weren't fooling around!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another working day today&lt;br /&gt;went to visit diza at national library before going to work&lt;br /&gt;now waiting for my dinner to come&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-7878195101882515643?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/7878195101882515643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=7878195101882515643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;can't wait to get well&lt;br /&gt;my nose is so itchy&lt;br /&gt;feels as if someone has stuck a feather in my nostril&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working now&lt;br /&gt;finally can update my blog with the com here&lt;br /&gt;mr tee decided that he wants to play music from the com instead of the player&lt;br /&gt;that's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine and mr tee are going to jb&lt;br /&gt;for god knows what&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go jb next week!&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to go?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thailand trip coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3081820279433790669?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3081820279433790669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-3036945692551318034</id><published>2006-11-13T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:41:56.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing entrepreneur project now&lt;br /&gt;so tired&lt;br /&gt;still have to work later&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the community service briefing to go to&lt;br /&gt;so bored and tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-3036945692551318034?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/feeds/3036945692551318034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2257454324465763916&amp;postID=3036945692551318034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3036945692551318034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2257454324465763916/posts/default/3036945692551318034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanity-undefined.blogspot.com/2006/11/doing-entrepreneur-project-now-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>duane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202469412965502759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2257454324465763916.post-4746738663150716547</id><published>2006-11-11T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:15:40.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now working......&lt;br /&gt;jon, ant and diza came to visit me&lt;br /&gt;so nice of them&lt;br /&gt;actually they came here to do the entrepreneur project with me&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;community service was so fun&lt;br /&gt;but the toilets were very smelly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;teng song almost wanted to puke&lt;br /&gt;hhahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2257454324465763916-4746738663150716547?l=sanity-undefined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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