<?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-1925046026931263676</id><updated>2011-08-18T21:24:41.740+08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='I just'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='MCR'/><title type='text'>You want to Make a Memory.</title><subtitle type='html'>Overwhelmed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7140821768981857694</id><published>2010-11-20T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T02:06:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa</title><content type='html'>All I want for Christmas:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) A for Econs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) A for Physics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) A for Math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) A for Chem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) B for GP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) ... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this too much to ask for? Not in God's eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless and Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7140821768981857694?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7140821768981857694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7140821768981857694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-196197029488216245</id><published>2010-11-15T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:35:28.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to the Moon and 100 Suns.</title><content type='html'>See the paradox in the title (reminds me of GP) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to post my views on the 1st week of A levels. Bottom line is, the worst is over (or is it?). Well, honestly I thought Chem was crap. I mean, it was the worst possible start I could ask for in a national exam. GP was better but I'm afraid my Paper 2 was kinda crappy so I think I should be in the B range. HOPE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was a different story altogether, really thought I didn't do too well for paper 1. Whoever said the paper was easy must be out of their minds. IT WASN'T. Well, happy to say that I made amends in paper 2. I should be safe in the A region. (please don't reject my Ho hypothesis HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I think besides the blip in Chem, so far so good for A Levels. Just pray paper 2 for Chem will be better and PHYSICS AND ECONS will be safe A subjects. Really am not pinning too high an expectation but I shall excel in these exams with peace, assurance and wisdom. Thank you God for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COME ON 8 MORE DAYS TO ALMOST THE END OF As!!! LET'S DO THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Song Playing: Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-196197029488216245?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/196197029488216245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/196197029488216245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/11/talking-to-moon-and-100-suns.html' title='Talking to the Moon and 100 Suns.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2547874887703366384</id><published>2010-11-11T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:19:17.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye tuition pals.</title><content type='html'>I had so much fun over the past one and a half years. Tuition isn't exactly tuition at Raymond's. It's a time to chill and make friends, surprisingly impactful ones too. We'll meet up soon, after As. During Raymond's chalet in January. In the meantime, study hard and I'll miss ya. Especially Hewei Marcus Marc Nico Nat Annmarie Suresh Galen the SAJC peeps, Jasmine and the Bras Basah guys. You guys seriously made my life happier and for that, I thank you. Take care.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gavin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2547874887703366384?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2547874887703366384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2547874887703366384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/11/bye-tuition-pals.html' title='Bye tuition pals.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7668864869871078702</id><published>2010-10-16T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T02:35:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you think to yourself.</title><content type='html'>Sure, I didn't do the amount of work that I wanted to today. And I know that I have to get my ass moving quick to get the amount of work that I have done come 9th Nov. But a little time to reflect on the good times over the past 2 years makes life more fulfilling than it ever is under the pile of books that I'm buried in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a time to find out who true friends are and also a time to find out more about yourself. I did, and this makes the journey all the more enriching than it already is. I think to myself all the things that have happened, is happening at the moment and all the things that are about to happen. And I know, no matter the outcome, there's more to life than merely studying. Exam skills and composure are two key areas I need to work on if I'm gonna see those 4 H2 As on my results slip. So I think to myself the things I need to do within the next 21 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Econs essays? Yup need to do them. Don't even mention case study questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry and Physics A Level papers? Bring them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math Vector Questions? Time to kill them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah sure, 21 days of hell awaits. I still think to myself about today's event and still think it's a day gained rather than lost. No more excuses now though, it's time to shift gear into full throttle. If I do make another post, it's because I need to have some time off. If not, then you know where I'll be at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 days of hell for 3 months of heaven. Oh yay, bring it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7668864869871078702?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7668864869871078702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7668864869871078702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-you-think-to-yourself.html' title='And you think to yourself.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8092732182921586778</id><published>2010-09-28T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T01:09:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day, great look into the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Hey today was a pretty fun day at Suzanna's place for her Hari Raya gathering. Had some great food, played Monopoly Deal and watched 'Departures', all at the same time! Once again, partied hard but sadly I have to say, this will be the last time I'll party till after A Levels. It was a good break, in fact it was a great one, but hey, the next 6 weeks gonna be deciding my next 6 years so what the heck right? Thank God I have such great parents for providing me the funds to College.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Anyway, it was the trip back home with Marc that caught my attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Marc: "We all have talents out there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Gavin: "I have a talent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Marc: "You do? Well, actually, you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Gavin: "And what talent do I have?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Marc: "You have a talent for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;networking"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;And that really caught my attention. If I have a talent for something like that and I enjoy doing it, why not? I mean I do love to socialise, depending on my mood. Well, I still do most of the time. Point is, Marc said something like giving advice to people with their businesses and all, and I asked what the job title exactly is. And he said the word that I've been so clueless about for the past 2 years: &lt;b&gt;CONSULTANT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, investment consultant to be exact. And that enlightened me. He also did mention something about private banking and I for one was very interested in this. And it lit up again brightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, his mum's a broker, another thing that got me interested especially after Wall Street, and he said I might have an internship chance at OCBC. Wow, more doors just opened up for me. Private equity, Hedge funds and Investment banking were three other things mentioned by a Boston University student that got me interested too. Accountancy and Business or Banking and Financial services could become my new aim after all, or shall I say, my renewed aim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Investment Consultant? I think it suits me a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;These are the top 10 firms for Consulting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;McKinsey And Co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Deloitte and Touche&lt;br /&gt;KPMG&lt;br /&gt;Accenture&lt;br /&gt;IBM&lt;br /&gt;HP&lt;br /&gt;PWC&lt;br /&gt;Ernst &amp;amp; Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; "&gt;Richfield Global Consulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;And check this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Itís difficult to pin down just what a consultant can expect to make as the field is varied and is highly dependent on location, but the national average income for consultants is &lt;a href="http://guerrillaconsulting.typepad.com/guerrilla_marketing_for_c/2008/01/how-much-do-con.html" style="color: rgb(12, 114, 162); text-decoration: none; "&gt;around&lt;/a&gt; $146,000 annually. With an unstable economy and many businesses looking to reinvent themselves and cut costs, consultants are in high demand and many will find a range of job opportunities to choose from upon graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I really feel that this could be the start of something new. I'm fully motivated again and will just do my best for A Levels, then talk later. Here's to life and life ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; line-height: 19px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8092732182921586778?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8092732182921586778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8092732182921586778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-day-great-look-into-future.html' title='Great day, great look into the future.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1271488678876814136</id><published>2010-09-27T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:15:38.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1, you're my new favourite sport.</title><content type='html'>I have one word for all of this: &lt;div&gt;WOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the exact break I needed from the studying, all of it. And it continues till Wed. Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fine Friday morning (cliche start) that began this fairytale break. It continued on Saturday with me watching Devil with Jason and Wei Yi. To keep in touch with my studies, I did do a little bit of Math... And off to Qualifying. Honestly, I was already hyped up for all of this but whooo, the experience there really is different altogether. I swear, people pay good money to see cars zoom by but with good reason! The sound is one, but the thrill and adrenaline pumping action really sends shiver down your spine. It's that good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being there and being at home watching the race are two separate quantities that will never ever be the same! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being treated with hospitality, seeing Sean Kingston, Adam Lambert and Mariah Carrey are just part of the side package. The real deal is watching those cars race it out to be champions in SG. For one, I really anticipated cars crashing out and I got what I wished for. Lap 32. Two cars crashed out under the Floating Platform Grandstand. Yes, it's the same spot where a couple of cars crashed out 2 years ago. We didn't see a crash last year and we saw Hamilton won it last year. I really didn't want both to happen again this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out came the safety cars and we all know the whole race won't be the same again. Webber came from 8th to 3rd after a fast blitz that turned into a frenzy after the safety car came off. Hamilton got pushed off the track by, guess who, Webber his closest competitor to the Championship crown. Outta boy. And with all the luck in the world, we saw it right in front of our eyes in real time vision. No cameras, no replays, just the real deal. The crowd cheered as our dear World Champion throws his helmet out with disgust towards the incident. He is like the Manchester United of F1. He does have his fan base, but people just don't really like to see him win. The reaction from the Ferrari and Red Bull camp were of ecstasy, and we could tell why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lap 36: Schumacher crashes with another driver at, guess where, the same spot again. We really have to count our lucky stars! One hits the wall, while Michael swirls. But, Michael continues the race to the delight of the crowd. Nobody likes to see a quitter, and the way Schumacher responded to the situation showed why he's one of the greatest drivers of all time in F1. Kudos to him completing the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few near-misses followed in between but just when you think the excitement will stop by lap 60, just two more laps before the end, think again. Because just around the loop at the Esplanade, Heikki swerved as he crashed with yet another driver. He too did a Schumacher as he salvaged the situation with a loud screech, but not for long. By the time he reached the pit stop, just one more lap before completion, his Lotus car burst into flames. It was really burning with an luminous orange flame and from there, we just watched with amazement at the incident. Not so much that the car was engulfed with fire, but more so with how Heikki reacted to it. He calmly got out of the car after 15 seconds or so and used an extinguisher to curb the flames. And not before long, the race was over with Alonso making his champion's greetings to the clearly entertained crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thrill we all saw on Alonso's face was clear for us to see. He was overjoyed with this victory. And when I saw that, I realised what racing was about: it was the thrill of driving, to be in an adrenaline pumping mood that really set your pulses running high and last but not least for the winner, the feeling of beating all your other competitors with the world watching, that must be the feeling of being top of the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Webber's leading the Driver's Championship with Alonso just behind and Hamilton languishing to third place. Ferrari's fortunes have changed dramatically with three wins out of the past 5 races so they are right back at the top in the Constructor's championship too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This race is indeed a season-defining one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I may not have the chance to watch it again next year, I really can't wait to watch it again soon. It's not just a race, it's a party as well with loud music and booze so why not? But for now, reality is ready to bring me back to Earth as I prep up for the A Levels in 6 weeks. Yes 6 WEEKS. But I really couldn't have asked for a better break than this in SG. The fun ain't stopping tonight as I plan to play soccer and catch a movie with my pals with the small exception of Chemistry tuition at night. On Tuesday we are surprising someone and also heading down to Woodlands for a Hari Raya open house. I'm starting to get used to this and it is not a good thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me more F1 in SG soon please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1271488678876814136?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1271488678876814136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1271488678876814136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/f1-youre-my-new-favourite-sport.html' title='F1, you&apos;re my new favourite sport.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2974664877821386880</id><published>2010-09-24T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:18:06.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitter Happier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Fitter, happier, more productive,&lt;br /&gt;comfortable, not drinking too much,&lt;br /&gt;regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week),&lt;br /&gt;getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries ,&lt;br /&gt;at ease,&lt;br /&gt;eating well&lt;br /&gt;(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),&lt;br /&gt;a patient better driver,&lt;br /&gt;a safer car&lt;br /&gt;(baby smiling in back seat),&lt;br /&gt;sleeping well&lt;br /&gt;(no bad dreams),&lt;br /&gt;no paranoia,&lt;br /&gt;careful to all animals&lt;br /&gt;(never washing spiders down the plughole),&lt;br /&gt;keep in contact with old friends&lt;br /&gt;(enjoy a drink now and then),&lt;br /&gt;will frequently check credit at&lt;br /&gt;(moral) bank (hole in the wall),&lt;br /&gt;favors for favors,&lt;br /&gt;fond but not in love,&lt;br /&gt;charity standing orders,&lt;br /&gt;on Sundays ring road supermarket&lt;br /&gt;(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),&lt;br /&gt;car wash&lt;br /&gt;(also on Sundays),&lt;br /&gt;no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows&lt;br /&gt;nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,&lt;br /&gt;nothing so childish - at a better pace,&lt;br /&gt;slower and more calculated,&lt;br /&gt;no chance of escape,&lt;br /&gt;now self-employed,&lt;br /&gt;concerned (but powerless),&lt;br /&gt;an empowered and informed member of society&lt;br /&gt;(pragmatism not idealism),&lt;br /&gt;will not cry in public,&lt;br /&gt;less chance of illness,&lt;br /&gt;tires that grip in the wet&lt;br /&gt;(shot of baby strapped in back seat),&lt;br /&gt;a good memory,&lt;br /&gt;still cries at a good film,&lt;br /&gt;still kisses with saliva,&lt;br /&gt;no longer empty and frantic&lt;br /&gt;like a cat&lt;br /&gt;tied to a stick,&lt;br /&gt;thats driven into&lt;br /&gt;frozen winter shit&lt;br /&gt;(the ability to laugh at weakness),&lt;br /&gt;calm,&lt;br /&gt;fitter,&lt;br /&gt;healthier and more productive&lt;br /&gt;a pig&lt;br /&gt;in a cage&lt;br /&gt;on antibiotics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;I particularly like the last 3 lines of this 'song' by Radiohead. "A pig in a cage on antibiotics". Abstract indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Anyway I had a fantastic day in lieu of the end of freaking prelims! (Glad it's over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;KTV-ed. Pool-ed. Soccer-ed. Dinner-ed. It doesn't get much better than that. Plus finishing my housechores, that's a bigger bonus. So what if I screwed up my Chem MCQ? A paper of that difficulty would never appear in A Levels (or would it?) Besides, that's not the point. Point is, PRELIMS ARE OVER. Case closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;From singing my lungs out to screamos like the Pretender and  I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing to hanging out with my pool mates again after a 3 week absence to playing soccer with the VS guys and having a wonderful dinner with them, I couldn't have asked for a better day to celebrate the end of prelims.After all, these are three of my most favourite things in the world (out of hundreds btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Had a good chat with Jason on how to be a better person and I'll hold on to those advices well. Finally realise the flaws in some of my actions and will better them in the future. Never underestimate the power of communication, that's all I have to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;And the fun ain't stopping so soon cos it's gonna last till Tuesday night. Yes, for those who don't know yet, I'm gonna catch F1 this Sat and Sun! At the top of Swissotel! Sweeeeeeeeeet. Apparently it's corporate hospitality, so I guess it's time to practise those social skills of mine and meet potential employers. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Monday and Tuesday are packed days for me as well, before the hell gates open on Wednesday for the release of Prelim results and continue our intensive revision for the nest 6 weeks. After all, it's 6 weeks and 3 days to Chem Paper 3. Yes, you read that right. So taking a good opportunity to rest during the weekend, so that I can be really effective in the nest few weeks in terms of studying. Fingers crossed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;P.S. Even if I may not reach my high targets, there's still the glimmer of hope in my heart. It ain't over till it's over. Leaving it to fate and seize the day from there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2974664877821386880?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2974664877821386880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2974664877821386880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/fitter-happier.html' title='Fitter Happier.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5589746510868502565</id><published>2010-09-18T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:19:58.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything In Its Right Place.</title><content type='html'>"This isn't happening.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Radiohead. The only band that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5589746510868502565?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5589746510868502565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5589746510868502565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/everything-in-its-right-place.html' title='Everything In Its Right Place.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2862836875058780111</id><published>2010-09-16T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:56:20.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;F1 VIP tickets? Oh yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Big vacation with the family? Hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Level straight As? We'll see 'bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Prelims straight As? Don't push it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2862836875058780111?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2862836875058780111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2862836875058780111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/dig-it.html' title='Dig it.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5462973086472991564</id><published>2010-09-09T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:50:05.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No such thing as the pursuit of happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Life is like a viewing gallery. You always dream of getting the things on display, but most of the time, that's all you'll get to enjoy - dreaming of getting those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Are we ever going to be happy trying to pursue the 'perfect' things in our lives? Getting the grades we need, getting the career of our choice, even getting the girl we want. Sure, things on the outside look pretty and all, but deep inside will your soul be happy with such things for the rest of your life? You might get the straight As you want but is it going to make you happy for long? Or even the career you want: will those long hours be rewarding enough for our soul to sustain a lifetime? Or even the girl that you want, pretty on the outside but always fighting with you over the silliest of things? Come on, I won't be happy for long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Having a job that allows me to have the time I need for myself would make me more than happy. Having a life partner that will understand me for who I am whenever I make a mistake or make certain sacrifices would make me the happiest man alive. Having a family that will understand the decisions I make in the future on my career choice because that's what I really want to do would be the ultimate blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Life so far has been awesome. But most of us always think how better life could be: if only I had more understanding parents... If only I can be smarter... If only I had not make those stupid mistakes or decisions. Cut the crap folks and make life more worthwhile just by living it the way it should be and not cos' of what the world thinks it should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Instead, thank your lucky stars for the countless blessings in your life, like how I'll count mine: how I excelled in my O levels, how I have wonderful friends from VS and VJC and church and tuition, how I so nearly wasn't supposed to be on this Earth in the first place, or basically, just having a bigger Father to turn to and just being alive now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So stop worrying bout your life and start living it: go and do what your heart tells you to do for your future career. Go and live your life how you want it to be. And for me, with my most recent bother in my head, stop worrying about/chasing/dreaming about girls cos' there's one out there for me who will understand me for who I am. If not, I have my best pals from VS and VJC to rely on. But I cannot help but wonder what life will bring me in the years to come. There's only one way to find out: just living my life and see where it brings me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;God Bless and peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5462973086472991564?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5462973086472991564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5462973086472991564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-such-thing-as-pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='No such thing as the pursuit of happiness.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8673327817073757058</id><published>2010-07-31T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:08:28.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;COBB IS IN LIMBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That's my interpretation of Inception's ending. Which means Mal, his wife, is not crazy but she knows she's still in dreamland so she jumps to her 'death'. But I dunno, that's how I see it. There are so many ways to look at the movie, a rare feat in today's movie industry where films are all based upon something or seen as a venue for quick bucks. But this film will go down in history as one of the best films ever. Oscars for this film come next year, for sure. At least for Best Original Screenplay, but think it deserves way more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyway, feeling awkward near someone cos of a weird situation that happened about 3 weeks ago. I didn't call for it to happen and now, I don't even get a chance to say anything. But after much contemplating, this quote has taught me something, it's gonna teach me to man up. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8673327817073757058?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8673327817073757058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8673327817073757058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-902869908744014645</id><published>2010-07-05T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:53:48.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYLF!</title><content type='html'>I wanna remember what happened in Washington D.C. and NYLF and Curie, which is why I'm gonna write an entry on the entire trip in the USA. This is one of the best trips I've ever had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 13th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home at about 3am because had a 2 and a half hour conversation with Aslam before that. Fully packed and ready to go! But was feeling really gan chiong or worked up cos I was afraid my bag would exceed in weight and won't be able to get past immigrations. 23.2kg, but I still could get thru so now I was totally excited for the trip. Met some of them for the very first time like Kwan Wei, Pei Wen and two ACJC J1 students, Priscilla and Debbie for the trip on the plane. Also saw Rio Hoe and Clavance with the other grp of people from GYLC. Apparently they're only back on Sunday, 27th June which is one day before CT2s so good luck to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane and finally having that excited feeling of going overseas. Last time I had it was back in Dec 2008 where we all went to USA (yay) to LV, SF and LA. Those were the good days right after O Levels and having a three-month holiday. And now, I'm heading to the States by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left SG in the A.M. and saw the sunrise, which was immaculate. Went to Narita Tokyo Airport first to transit and watched some movies on the plane like the Hurt Locker. It was really good. Had a 13 hour flight all the way to Detroit Michigan and had another hour and a half flight to Ronald Reagan National Airport, which happens to be in the state of Virginia. So total time in the plane was 24 hours, but we arrived in USA at bout 5pm on Sunday 13th June 2010, so it was kinda weird but totally awesome cos' we get an extra day on the plane haha. Waited for the shuttle service for a while and found out that a river separated two states: Washington DC and Virginia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Georgetown University and remember someone saying that the people don't look too friendly. Haha, I was like, this place is filled with Americans! Where are the International students! So anyways, we dropped off just outside O' Donovan Dining Hall where the rest were having dinner and we just arrived at about 6pm-ish. Carried our luggages up the flight of stairs (argh) and went to the NYLF Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Dwayne and we told him: "we're students from Singapore and we just arrived"&lt;br /&gt;Seeing only me and Kundan, he went: "brothers... come in" and in went 12 of us and he panicked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we found out our groups and I happened to be in CURIE, same group as Kundan! Gordon was in Li and four of them  happened to be in the same group Freud! Kaymond, Eugenia Samantha and Debbie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we bathed and changed into our formal clothes and went straight for our introduction session to the program at the ICC, after which we headed back to the West Wing to have our very first MED Session. On the way up the lift, Kundan and me saw our very first groupmate Rachel and when we went to the Y Wing 8th floor, we saw the rest of Curie! At first, everyone was really quiet and to break the ice, we introduced ourselves to everyone. Singapore, hmmmm wonder if the rest of Curie knows where's that! So we played our very first gamebreaker, the Adjective Name Game. I'm Goofy Gavin for obvious reasons haha. After which, we had the Match and I talked to some of them, namely Andrew, Jill, Chelsea Burks, Brittany and Claire and found out they were warm people to talk to! Also found out that they were YOUNGER than me haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10.30pm and we headed back to our bunks where I met my roommate Alex for the 1st time. Remember him asking me whether Singapore's near India and I was like, it's further South by a little. And had a chat before knocking out about 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 14th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the A.M. at about 7 and had the first breakfast session ever. Met Gordon's roommate Ethan and after which we headed down to our second MED session where we were talking about Leadership in the field of Medicine, getting ready for Dr. Hameed Khan's speech. Off we went to Gaston Hall which was a nice walk from the West Wing to the place. Sat in between Far Deen and Anthony for Dr. Hameed Khan's speech which was about the Human Genome Project. Didn't understand most of it but I got the main idea that it is related to research which was a 'fruitful' experience for me last year in SRP. But it was inspirational and I remember him talking about our mother being an African woman millions of years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk, we had our first lunch session where I saw KFC and was dying to eat the tender chicken thigh. Thing is, they don't have the chicken but only burgers! So I had 5 hot wings and an OR burger to go along with wedges and a drink. Oh Americans eat a lot btw! So we met Dionna and had lunch with Andrew where I saw Spain being beaten by Switzerland. Oh the WC Fever in the States wasn't as bad as I thought. I expected not many to know about soccer but there are awesome dudes that know soccer. Oh my lunch was about 12 bucks. After which we headed back to have our MED Session which was about Problem Based Learning I guess and I was grouped with Hannah and Anthony and Kundan. After which we had a wonderful dinner session with the other Americans Stephanie and Tabitha in particular where we discussed on different school cultures here and in Singapore and was given a pleasant shock about the culture there haha. I think I was starting to like the people there! and had another MED Session and went to bed, haven't really warmed up with Curie just yet, in fact we were kinda distant apart haha. But the next day was gonna be slightly more fun where we'll head down to George Washington University to hear more about the Medical School Experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 15th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED BECAUSE GOING FOR JTS NOW BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-902869908744014645?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/902869908744014645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/902869908744014645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/07/nylf.html' title='NYLF!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8083075662477174848</id><published>2010-07-04T09:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T09:58:52.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Cup: More than just a game</title><content type='html'>The passion. The emotions. The spirit. Football is more than just a sport involving 22 men on a pitch. It unites the world either in tears or in joy, in triumph or defeat, in strength or in weaknesses. We are all seen as one in a month of celebration of the world's greatest sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can Japan and Ghana carry the hopes of not just their countrymen, but the hopes of an entire continent? What makes a man of sanity lose his mind to use a part of his body that is forbidden in the laws of the game? Why are the neutrals always rooting for the underdogs despite the disparity in talent between two sides? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the many questions that have made this World Cup campaign so unique to me and everyone else. There is a special feeling inside, one that provides soul for each and every one of us. The past month or so has allowed me to look back at life in a whole new perspective: that life is more than just living our daily routines but rather a collection of great memories put together that makes me thankful that I'm here to experience every moment of it. Whether in good times or in bad times, we must live through them and just take it in as an experience of a lifetime, just like in the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there are the good guys, our friends and family that we support like Japan and Ghana, and there are the bad guys, like Luis Suarez and Felipe Melo. We may cry with them and share their despair, and get mad with the bad guys for their actions. Or we can choose to look at it in a good light, take it as an invaluable experience and say we can only look forward into the future cos' we want more of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I have experienced true emotions within the past month, from the World Cup to NYLF to the examinations to just hanging out with my good pals on a lazy Saturday afternoon and no matter how angry I am with some things or how happy I am with others, I am just thankful for it and glad that I can get more of it as each day passes by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss the World Cup and I am missing NYLF, but life is a collection of good memories and like the rest of them, these two are for keeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8083075662477174848?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8083075662477174848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8083075662477174848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-more-than-just-game.html' title='The World Cup: More than just a game'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4108652959305957803</id><published>2010-06-26T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:24:38.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will be strong.</title><content type='html'>I wanna be back in Washington DC for NYLF. And I have 10 damn good reasons for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I haven't had the chance to see the White House, so I swear to myself that I'll be back to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wanna see all my groupmates again, and just talk to them about anything. Curie forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wanna meet all the new people that I haven't had the chance to meet, these people are fantastic cos' they just add new perspectives of life into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wanna see the hilarious staff members, FAs and their antics again. From JB to Chris to Duh-wayne, they can make anyone's day for either the right or wrong reasons ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love the city of Georgetown and Washington D.C. Not to mention Baltimore in Maryland. Just looking at the photos again brings back all the fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I wanna get the chance to hear the inspirational talks from Dr. Hameed Khan and Mr. Eric Turner again. Hearing them last time around almost brought me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanna hear more about the life of my roommate and his views on life. I swear he's like an American version of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I wanna get back to Johns Hopkins, still counting my lucky stars that I got to go there. But this time, I wanna be there for a real college experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I wanna get back and talk to my SG mates, esp Gordon, Kundan and Kaymond, and making Kwan Wei laugh his ass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Lastly, I wanna hear more about Medicine cos' it's a life I'm willing to take after this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song playing: For the Moments I Feel Faint by Relient K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4108652959305957803?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4108652959305957803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4108652959305957803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-will-be-strong.html' title='You will be strong.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2219080774495146940</id><published>2010-02-23T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:52:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Hey, a few good things that happened and not so good things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got into golf intermediate programme! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Saturdays are love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I just had a fantastic CNY with my cousins and relatives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My cousin got married! And my mum and dad just celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I didn't get shortlisted for SSEF &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I didn't get shortlisted for the scholarship thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My timetable is filling up with tuition/external project/cell/golf/H3 and I can't seem to keep fitting em in all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are basically just a bunch of brickwalls trying to make me feel like I'm failing myself, but actually this is just gonna spur me on further. This is what God set me to do, so let's do it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2219080774495146940?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2219080774495146940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2219080774495146940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5624413035358658020</id><published>2010-02-08T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:35:41.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 reasons why Orientation rocked, no matter what happened</title><content type='html'>1. Being OG Head of Eorix rocked! Especially Stage Play! Kudos to Hoon Suan here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. EORIX. What else can I say? Most rocking OG. I dun really care that we got 5th, in terms of the fantastic OGLs we had and the wonderful Freshies, we were in a league of our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. OGLs of Eorix! Wayne for doing the identities and cooking BBQ during our chalet. Sze Chi for creating the OG shirt for us. Mervyn and Matilda and Clara for doing my 'wonderful' costume and weapon. Jia Xin for buying the cake for all Jan/Feb babies of Eorix. Norman, Rachel, Zhen Ting and all the rest for their enthusiasm. To more good times and OGLs, you're invited to my place again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Freshmen of Eorix! If it ain't for you guys, our cheers and games wouldn't be the same. Cheers to all of you who adapted so quickly to VJC fun life! All the best for your VJC life, promise you'll have a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. EEKYA E3. The most rocking sub OG (sorry guys!) ever to rock this Earth. Our group dynamics is outta this world and orientation shall not stop this wonderful dynamics and teamwork. to IKEA outings and more chances for you guys to crash my place! (Only for Eekya and a few other juniors) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Our massive cheer, the YO YO YO cheer. It came out of nowhere and now I guess I'm not the only one addicted to that cheer. Let's make it a permanent VJC cheer! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say Eorix you say yo&lt;br /&gt;EORIX YO EORIX YO&lt;br /&gt;I say Eorix you say go&lt;br /&gt;EORIX GO EORIX GO&lt;br /&gt;YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO EORIX LET'S GO&lt;br /&gt;YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO (stomp) PRO&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do this cheer over and over again pleaseeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. OG dinners after each orientation day were one of the most fun experiences of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. MASS DANCE AND SCHOOL CHEERS ARE EPIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. MASSIVE MASS DANCE AT SUNTEC and UNO SESSION with Eekya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The overall hard work by SC (GOOD JOB) and the OGLs of the school. You guys deserve a round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's time for some ANG BAOs and NEW CLOTHES. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5624413035358658020?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5624413035358658020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5624413035358658020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-reasons-why-orientation-rocked-no.html' title='10 reasons why Orientation rocked, no matter what happened'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6413286132974105619</id><published>2010-01-05T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:03:05.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INVICTUS.</title><content type='html'>It's a poem that inspired Nelson Mendela to spend every day of his 30 years in prison standing alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it happens to be one of the best 2010 movies yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so happy for the South Africans at the end, it was as if I won the World Cup for South Africa as well. A good movie must be able to stir up emotions of the audiences. With that, nothing can go wrong for the movie. Like when I was watching the Dark Knight, there was one part where I got so pissed with the Joker that I wanted to kick the crap out of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing here. I was so happy for South Africa that I wanted the New Zealanders to lose even though they didn't do anything bad to me. It was the spirit of sport that played a part to the re unity of a nation. It was Clint Eastwood's best piece yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talking about movies, I'm gonna use my free Sherlock Holmes tickets tomorrow! I'm a seriously luckyboy92, cos I won two pair of tix all within the same week. But what would make me even happier would be a pair of KILLERS TIX when they perform here live 24th Jan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy now. :) And shall be for the rest of the year and my life! :):):) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6413286132974105619?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6413286132974105619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6413286132974105619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/01/invictus.html' title='INVICTUS.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7164163201238756376</id><published>2010-01-03T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:50:30.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a year 2009 was. It didn't feel as if 2009 would end but time flies quickly. Sooner or later, I'll be mugging like a freaking nerd for my A Levels. (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was filled with thrills and spills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thrills:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thought of going overseas to study A Levels&lt;br /&gt;2. Class 09S43 and the old peeps of 4C&lt;br /&gt;3. Parties I won't forget for a long time&lt;br /&gt;4. New friends and people I've met&lt;br /&gt;5. Reconnection with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big spills:&lt;br /&gt;1. Perished dreams of studying abroad cos' of dumb ass NS&lt;br /&gt;2. Not studying harder&lt;br /&gt;3. Facebook&lt;br /&gt;4. Late nights of PW and busy-ness&lt;br /&gt;5. Poorer eyesight :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with these, I've come up with 5 resolutions in which not abiding to them would cause severe consequences. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To study harder to make sure I get those As that I was supposed to get in England&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend less time or no time on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;3. Fitter in time for NAPFA and NS&lt;br /&gt;4. Keep faith in the Lord and continue to grow spiritually&lt;br /&gt;5. Be more focused on future goals (keep the m word in mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's been a good start, but I'm gonna make it even better for myself. More fulfilling and more purposely for my own good. :) Thank you to all the awesome people that have made 2009 in my eyes an overall success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7164163201238756376?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7164163201238756376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7164163201238756376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5364386730829945993</id><published>2009-10-26T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:47:42.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concord.</title><content type='html'>Who would have thought three days ago, I would be going to Concord for one and a half years of education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even my parents knew. But this is unbelievably becoming a reality for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not as bad as it looks, cos I'll be coming back in April, July, August and December. I may even be going back to school during summer vacation cos I'll miss VJC so much by then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I've considered a hell lot of things. Family, FRIENDS, commitments, cost, everything! And as a 17 year boy who hasn't left this country on his own, this is definitely a life changing experience for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Phoenix cheer outings. No more pool and slacking sessions at classic pool. No more Students' Council. No more Orientation. No more Science Research. No more youth service on Sundays. No more tuition with friends. No more class outings. No more big 18th birthday in Singapore! I even thought to be that selfish to leave so suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my friends have stuck by me and supported whatever decision I made. THANKS SO MUCH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my family and friends' support, I have decided that I shall go. Not because I want to leave all the stress behind. No. I was looking forward to all of that in fact. But I'm leaving because I want to pursue a 'dream' that is medicine. Once I go, this will become a lifelong journey. It will be tough, but with friends family and God by my side, nothing ain't gonna stop me from what I want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT nothing is confirmed yet so cheers to that. But when it is, then it's gonna be hard to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5364386730829945993?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5364386730829945993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5364386730829945993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/10/concord.html' title='Concord.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6086203318644632468</id><published>2009-10-15T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:52:33.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO.</title><content type='html'>One post per month. That's the new policy, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it has been a hell of a ride these past few weeks. Running two events on one day. Promotional examinations. Dinner occasions :) All within the last four weeks or so. So it's been a month and 2 days since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, PROMO results. If things really go my way tomorrow, it would be:&lt;br /&gt;A B B C E E. Really pray to God these will be my grades. The Es are for Languages, so hell lot of work to be done in that area. Just when I thought all the stress of promos have ended, two huge ones suddenly pop up: PW and CHINESE. By the end of 12 November, it is WOOHOO. But then again, there are FREAKING EXTRA LESSONS. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's SDD and camps and OCIP maybe and OGL stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, it's 11 Jan 2010. Really wondering how I will be spending the festive season this time around. Then, there's JC2 CT1 after Orientation and Bingo! We are in the shit hole of A Levels. It's gonna be fast and life won't be slowing down from here on. Before we know it, we would have kids on our own. OKAY ALL OF THIS IS FREAKING ME OUT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, it's Malaysia till Sunday. Back to the shopping and eating and karaoke trip! yay! whereas for the promo effort, not what I wanted entirely, but I'm pretty satisfied with my effort. Given the short time, I thought the effort was the best I had to put in. Though I have to study earlier next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. REMEMBERING SUNDAY ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6086203318644632468?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6086203318644632468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6086203318644632468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/10/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5351417166977678102</id><published>2009-09-11T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:09:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't panic!</title><content type='html'>Just celebrated 09-09-09 two days back and today is the 8th anniversary of the 911 attacks. God how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a long time, but since promos are coming, I shall just set my targets and hopefully achieve at least half of it. At least give me the option of taking up h3 next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry A&lt;br /&gt;Physics B&lt;br /&gt;Maths A&lt;br /&gt;Econs B&lt;br /&gt;Chinese C&lt;br /&gt;GP C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get these marks, I'd give myself a pat on the back for a job well done. But within 2 weeks, I gotta do much more work! I need this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's the end of the year already with Christmas just down the road. Have to say it has been one hell of a 8-month period for me. Met so many people. Slept so little hours. Faced so much difficulty in time management. But I'm happy to say that at least I have gained confidence in my studies from the past 2 months, or at least so I think. Off to the books, before tuition at 3! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Rest and Reign in your exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing - Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5351417166977678102?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5351417166977678102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5351417166977678102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-panic.html' title='Don&apos;t panic!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1488366336235858352</id><published>2009-07-21T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:19:20.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C, E and D secured. But where's my A?</title><content type='html'>Haha, yup. Midyear exam results are out for some. Feel both fortunate and unfortunate for my marks lah. First of all, wasting money on Physics tuition was not such a good idea considering I only got a horrible, miserable E. Shit, what's my excuse to my parents gonna be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C for maths -.- but i expected D so yay for exceeding expectations! will continue with my tuition but hopefully i can move to tua kong sooner rather than later for tuition. Miss Mr Ng's lessons lah. If only he teaches H2 maths. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D for Chemistry. Crap. A subject which I studied for the last week actually scored better than one that I'd spent my entire holidays on. What justice. Still best case was C so not too bad lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP and Econs left. Unlikely to have an A for either one of these 2 but I guess midyears was never meant to be the fairytale that is O level results. :) except for smart ppl like Daniel Tan of 09S43! damn some ppl are just too good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thank You Lord for the help and for the cross. I'll persevere and work harder! I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1488366336235858352?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1488366336235858352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1488366336235858352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/07/c-e-and-d-secured-but-wheres-my.html' title='C, E and D secured. But where&apos;s my A?'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3442769113562532228</id><published>2009-07-19T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:53:30.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Action packed week, rest day today :D</title><content type='html'>Yup, whether I liked it or not, I'll be getting my rest day today. Missing so many things in the morning already, I'll dread the 12 hr sleep so much that I'll just stay at home the whole day. Was it because of my week-long 4-5 hr sleep bonanza or yesterday's crazily fun day that made me sleep 12 hrs through? Only God knows. Oh well, regroup my mind for the week ahead. It's gonna get crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter was the bomb. Two seats from the first row while watching the movie was not a new experience. Try that when you watch Transformers from the 1st row for 2hrs and a half. Headache siol. 9.30pm movie last night was just nice after speech day. Speech Day was 'yay' though I did not manage to meet everyone from vs. Oh well, teachers' day then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things are in my head for the next few months. So no life, but just gotta live through them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PW, SDD, Promos, Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LIFE. NO LIFE AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day 10 December comes, I'll just be lost. Cos I'll be too free. Then craziness will come back again during orientation and common test. It just doesn't get much better than that. Lord save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3442769113562532228?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3442769113562532228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3442769113562532228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/07/action-packed-week-rest-day-today-d.html' title='Action packed week, rest day today :D'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4956764633743975967</id><published>2009-07-11T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:24:23.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER.</title><content type='html'>oh yay, I can finally say those words. I have got to say, this mid-years are hell more stressing than the o levels. it's like I practically finished none of my papers completely, including GP. oh well, at least i'm aiming realistically, like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A-C-E-D&lt;/span&gt; if i can even get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, wait and see the results that are coming up NEXT WEEK. hung out with waiyinnho and carlos and alvin neo for a while in school playing some soccer before heading down to marina and cathay with 09S43 before watching ice age 3 and eating subway with my multi-racial pals. Life does not get any easier than this! I feel much more bonded to the 'brotherhood' that all-boys school students had already imparted into their bloods though. Much rather hang out with them in big groups. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the sad part is going back to school next week. SC stuff will start coming out again and have to start collecting sums of money for the prom night at the end of the year. Also, like will miss the short school days during exam period. Wish everyday was like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the storm is approaching but I scrapped through the biggest one so far, the mid year examinations! Thank You Lord for the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, off to tuition! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4956764633743975967?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4956764633743975967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4956764633743975967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8470676019039990712</id><published>2009-07-06T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:20:08.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midyears!</title><content type='html'>Figure I needed to write something here after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, midyears coming up. Econs GP Physics Chem Maths AND Chinese Oral! This week is certainly not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me strength for the week as You walk with me through the week. I certainly need it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school's cool so far and life seems to be smooth so far, but the storm's coming. I need Your shelter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it through, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8470676019039990712?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8470676019039990712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8470676019039990712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/07/midyears.html' title='Midyears!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3805011613699662572</id><published>2009-05-20T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:18:43.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drops of Jupiter</title><content type='html'>Now that shes back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;With drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She acts like summer and walks like rain&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that theres time to change, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Since the return from her stay on the moon&lt;br /&gt;She listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she’s back from that soul vacation&lt;br /&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that theres time to grow, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that shes back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid that she might think of me as plain ol jane&lt;br /&gt;Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And head back to the milky way&lt;br /&gt;And tell me, did venus blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know youre wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone&lt;br /&gt;Conversation&lt;br /&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And head back toward the milky way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3805011613699662572?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3805011613699662572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3805011613699662572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/05/drops-of-jupiter.html' title='Drops of Jupiter'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7559891011141937901</id><published>2009-05-11T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:41:14.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD</title><content type='html'>This is a dead blog indeed! It's been more than a month since I last posted. opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, like life is just fast-forwarding itself. Definitely things weren't the same as last year. Oh well, I'm gonna embrace it the way it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh things are chilling round now. Been slacking around. Musicfest rocks my socks! Along with Drama nights and 09S43! I'm like summarizing everything cos it's like too much to mention. This week, hopefully can catch up on my studies today and stuff. If not, then the entire holidays can be embraced! Parents in Indonesia for Coco Charlie's wedding. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh have to go to NUS on Friday and having dry run for SLV on Sunday. Wednesday having some birthday celebrations for May and June babies. And I'm supposed to have an interview for VJC Scholarship on wed but dun think i fit the eligibility. oh well... will try for the interview anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday met Ashley's friends after PW meeting. Nice ppl indeed! that's another weekend gone. I need to manage my time well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7559891011141937901?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7559891011141937901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7559891011141937901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead.html' title='DEAD'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3367732234906124825</id><published>2009-04-10T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:28:00.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday!</title><content type='html'>yay, it's the weekend! According to the horoscope, today is the day to relax, so yes! I'll put my past behind me and look ahead into the future. So things happened since the last time i blogged. I got into SRP SOMEHOW! So i'm rejoicing on that part , it stands for science research programme. But it's on every wed and sat till the end of the month... -.- sian. Also am imparted into the invest adhoc cos shaun's busy. Okay, i also need tuition for physics and chem. These 2 need help! Physics first maybe. However there are good things to all these! Tuesday and friday are my so called free days for now. And i got to make more time for the weekends too. The 4 presidential nominees have been named, and i'm not one of them, haha. Guess that's a blessing in disguise. So yup, that's about it, still haven't met up with my sec 4 friends. But there'll be time, i can sense it. Must be prepared for busy times again! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3367732234906124825?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3367732234906124825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3367732234906124825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1667871318829188803</id><published>2009-03-25T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:11:24.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elect phase!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So term 2 has began and I'm starting to love school again! Made it into becoming a Council Elect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a sense of achievement. Now we are planning events and cheers and stuff. Gonna be busy but I'm embracing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, when is the weekend when you need it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1667871318829188803?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1667871318829188803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1667871318829188803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/03/elect-phase.html' title='Elect phase!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8330993805806892741</id><published>2009-03-20T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:35:14.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been an absolute LOOOOOOOONG time since I blogged. So many reasons for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Forgetful :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lazy :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Too many things to blog about :P:P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to reflect on the term 1 and the term ahead. I really miss 4C!!! Miss those times where it was 38 of us, where things were more closed up and classroom based.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all lectures and tutorials. Yay (not). MISS real lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some resolutions for the new term ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 1 must make a little more time for family and friends&lt;br /&gt;no. 2 enjoy whatever you're doing&lt;br /&gt; no.3 HAVE LOTS OF REST&lt;br /&gt; okies&lt;br /&gt; workhardplayhard hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's from cassandra, my childhood friend. thanks for em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i really want to hate my lessons, i really want to love them and enjoy what i do. after all, it's ONLY school (yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;the past month or so has been hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Phoenix cheerleading (even though i never really commit the time that much, but there were still long hours)&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cheerleading, WE WON 1ST!!! Mostly due to the other fantastic cheerleaders, but i did play my part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Golf on Thursdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. All the SC stuff! interviews, and all the things that happened as a nominee. cheer sessions, dance sessions, and all the meetings! no regrets yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the short tennis sessions (dun think i'll be joining tennis anymore. sad but yeah :( it's alright!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. slacking in the canteen and procrastinating many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. trying out all the diff ccas during the first month of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Science Research (have to do a report which i just remembered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. camps during the weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a list of the things that I've been doing. which means no time for God and no time for studies. NOT GOOD. not good at all. no time for friends and family. no time for anything, except school. no time for REST. everytime i go home, i'll lie down and just sleeep. and it disrupts the whole cycle of sleeping hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want term 2 to be much brighter for me to see. Although asking for everything to go my way would be selfish, but I really see a clearer look of things in term 2. YAY, be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holidays, went to Malaysia (KL and Malacca) to see my grandma. Still healthy, thank God. she fell down a couple of times and glad she's fine. without her, there would not be me! came back monday at night, and went for camp. Monday night was not bad. forgot that the camp stuff is confidential, sigh. hope i can keep my mouth shut, which most likely i won't. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday and wed was _______, depends on how fellow SC noms see the camp. for me, it was finding out more about myself, and i will try to improve on them in the new term. wed morning had golf tournament. really could have played better, oh well. with no practice, no perfect. need to play more often. thurs had cpr fun course and POPEYED in airport. miss that place with aslam and kashish. enjoyed my time, really. had a session with tennis, most likely my last session. and today was fun time at city hall with crazy classmates. planning for our cip trip around city hall and made me realize the brilliant places to go around that place. came back to find out that LIVERPOOL WILL PLAY CHELSEA in the quarters of the CL. AARRRRRRRR, why must they always come in our way? the blue half will tumble under the red wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's me so far. will try to update more often with my life back in progress. just have to look forward and B+. after all, it's in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8330993805806892741?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8330993805806892741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8330993805806892741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoa.html' title='WHOA'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3741083490690685152</id><published>2009-03-01T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:22:10.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's start afresh. Like, school's starting its momentum but I still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway campaigning starts tmr, for now watch COLDPLAY ON MTV!&lt;br /&gt;I had camp the previous two weekends, so now, i'm DEAD tired. too tired to talk bout anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3741083490690685152?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3741083490690685152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3741083490690685152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-month.html' title='New month!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1954887132894872568</id><published>2009-02-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:22:09.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;School so fun yet so busy! Let's just see how these next few months go. Now that I'm joining CCAs and having less and less sleep, it just gets busier and busier. Yet fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students' Council will be a challenge but I'm willing to take up the challenge. Lord, I just pray that You'll be there every step of the way, and Lord just give me the strength as You have always had. I pray that these next few weeks will be manageable as time will be a factor. All this I pray in Jesus' name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1954887132894872568?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1954887132894872568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1954887132894872568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-so-fun-yet-so-busy-lets-just-see.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3731309403362238756</id><published>2009-02-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:41:43.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/owhlNwBezC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/owhlNwBezC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; 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I still remember the day O levels ended. 13 October 2008. 4C dudes went to watch Madagascar 2, yet we all didn't really feel the 'End-of-exams' mood. But we soon did, for the next 2, 3, 4, 5 weeks and so on. And now, 13 February 2009 has come. No wonder it's Friday the 13th. haha, so I guess it's time to get serious about studies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a nice weekend, Cedar Feista and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start afresh. today will be the 1st day I wear the VJC uniform. 16 Feb 2009. Mark that day down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace. (Lord, I'm in a dilemma, Pray that this will be resolved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8955025798876274373?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8955025798876274373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8955025798876274373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-months-later.html' title='Three Months Later.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5544460291903189121</id><published>2009-02-10T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:25:04.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL OUT BOY TONIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sister will be going with me. SO SORRY to the person I offered it to. Feel so bad, but I'll make up for it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5544460291903189121?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5544460291903189121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5544460291903189121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/fall-out-boy-tonight.html' title='FALL OUT BOY TONIGHT!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5970867268285313239</id><published>2009-02-09T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:49:33.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIN-tation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Orin-tation is over... but WHAT AN ORIENTATION! First place to the guy in blue! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mass dance at suntec was unforgettable! though i will rather forget the sunburns from the sea sports carnival. SO fun, just running about in circles, shouting out nonsense. anyway, class is out! will be joining new mates tmr. Know Xin Da and Daniel Tan from 4G are in my class. and this girl called kelly. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll be sticking to P C M E.. or maybe not. ARRRR, someone shoot me. Let's see how things go on tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i should sleep. Night folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5970867268285313239?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5970867268285313239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5970867268285313239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/orin-tation.html' title='ORIN-tation'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7012903750521943692</id><published>2009-02-04T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:46:58.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, chose the combination already. have to ask more bout the combinations, but think I made the right choice. P C M E, all H2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought bout it, and realised that only pharmacy will be out of my career choice. and it still can be chosen for medicine and dentistry! oh well, have to work harder then. I'll miss ya, Bio. hope I can take Biophysics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7012903750521943692?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7012903750521943692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7012903750521943692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/too-tired.html' title='too tired!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3866241974511166730</id><published>2009-02-02T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:42:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY... late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So it was 1am, and i slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;next thing i know, i see my dad at the door, telling me this is what i deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8.25!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ran to school, luckily ppl were still there. saw mervyn and junrong, and tommy and guan hong. fellow 4C-mates. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so we went into the orientation hall to get an introduction. so happens vjc is 25 this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;talked bout subjects and after reassurance, gonna choose Physics Chem Maths Econs or Physics Chem Maths Geog. Geog looks fun, but econs more useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so went to do orientation stuff... ice breakers... cheers... games... but realised that my fellow JC1 mates are quite an introvert bunch. oh well, I'm a natural extrovert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wei guang and pikesh same grp as me. from VS! lol, but found out jc is slightly different from sec school. JC2 mates are a much CRAZIER bunch than sec 4s. lol, but looks fun! wanna be OGL next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so things that happened... i got my hair caught but never cut... by Mr Tan... a bit siao first day of school kena alr. i told a joke on stage, and glad Aslam laughed at it! i took a KI test in this uber cold room for 1hr and a half, which i think i cannot pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and so, we learnt our mass dance moves... and the day finished! time was 6.40. -.- haha, came home, slacked, watched the liverpool match and time to sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3866241974511166730?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3866241974511166730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3866241974511166730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-day-late.html' title='FIRST DAY... late.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7672340825922118799</id><published>2009-01-31T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:53:20.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 month hiatus from books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today was fun! Aslam Kash and me went to pool in the morning for the last time this holidays. think it was the 10-15th time we went there. but kash going mjc, so it may not be the same as usual. then went to alphonsus b day party. spent bout 32 bucks in total. then went to Mr Ng's gathering. HUGE PLACE, HUGE CROWD. Blackjack-ed with cash for the fun of it. thought i won some cash but i thought bout it again.. realised i lost 5 bucks. -.- haha, it's okay it's okay... FALL OUT BOT TIX FOR FREE! great fun. okay, so last morning, at about 6.16am, I received the sms from moe. woke up at 8.30 to see the message. at first, it was still quite scary, with the word MOE in the message. opened it... and out came the sigh of relief. think I'm a contender for closest resident to school along with Charlton. haha, yup VJC it was, officially. weeee, I want school to start yet I dun want it to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3 month hiatus from studying is FANTASTIC! countless times of movies, pool, food, friends, family and fun for the holidays. if only it could go on forever, like I'm in a dreamland for the past 3 months. maybe it'll continue for a few more days till feb 13 to make it officially 3 months away from reality. but here I am, 3 months later. Life just goes on, and after the share of fun, guess maybe it's time for share of work. though the LUCKY poly students get their school started in April. 2 more months of fun. maybe I'll die of too much fun. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then again, we can still have fun in jc! VJC's gonna be fun! we can still meet up! we can enjoy life as it is, just with books that's all. FINALLY threw away my books. arhhh the heartache. but sec sch stuff's pretty useless nowadays anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so, WORK HARD PLAY HARD. just hope that I can adapt back to school life as soon as possible. no more late nights on the com. no more pool on weekdays. this is probably one of the last few holidays where you can lay your hair down totally before the hell that is working life. I'd say it was widely used, but was it wisely used? maybe yes, maybe no, but I understood more of myself. just spending more time to understand myself. from the USA trip to the outings, found out more about the future and just realising what a gift the present is. the well-needed break we all truly deserved was well used. now let's carry on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7672340825922118799?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7672340825922118799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7672340825922118799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-month-hiatus-from-books.html' title='3 month hiatus from books!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5749667442500569090</id><published>2009-01-30T03:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:12:26.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL OUT BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAHAH, won two tix to watch FOB!!! got the call today while playing guitar hero at Glen's place. even forgot that I entered the contest on the New Paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, save $160 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay today we had another 4C gathering of smaller proportions. 15 ppl. but it was still a fun experience to be in a wet place at jurong east swimming complex. with the water slides, wave pool and lazy pool, we sure did have fun. Followed up with dinner at swensens' at IMM. EARTHQUAKE and baked rice. headed home to slack and get ready for POSTING RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Alphonsus Seng Bdae celebrations! HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mr Kelvin Ng's celebration. Mr Ng did help me in getting my A1 for A Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5749667442500569090?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5749667442500569090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5749667442500569090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/fall-out-boy.html' title='FALL OUT BOY'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4461015350087623955</id><published>2009-01-28T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:04:40.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIA'S FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AS USUAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAPPY CNY TO EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Came back today. if only we could stay one more night, but bro has to go back to NS camp :P so we had to go back by today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway today, we gonna visit my dad's friend, but before that, how could I ever miss a session of POOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;better rest now, for the next few days, it's gonna be hectic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos on facebook very very soon, and speaking of that, added my cousins on facebook! cool yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace. (ang bao money: $200+    :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so I await next year's CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4461015350087623955?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4461015350087623955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4461015350087623955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/malaysias-fun.html' title='MALAYSIA&apos;S FUN'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4421981666831197772</id><published>2009-01-23T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:50:40.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SXjJPItor8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/07QN9Vu-Rls/s1600-h/DSC01088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SXjJPItor8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/07QN9Vu-Rls/s320/DSC01088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294202623848132546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha, the gathering was a success! 31 ppl turned up! and the other 6 had valid reason not to turn up, so we could actually have the whole class turning up (except for David, lucky guy in Canada!) so the pictures are on facebook, much easier to upload pics there. but this one should be the main focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the details are PS2, cards, tennis and the dunking me into the pool thing. Pretty well done. :) along with han sheng and bernard pushing me into the pool waist-high. haha, forgive and forget. anw very nice to get together again, and will prob go for swimming together next thursday before SCHOOL STARTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next friday, hopefully we can have another gathering, but it's POSTING RESULTS day, so some ppl may not be free. anyway we'll see. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dad and sis and mum for helping me with the food that day! it was a success cos of you! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on wed, went to LAN with glen, gordon, faiz, nawawi, shaun and ng ping. second time in three days we playing LEFT 4 DEAD! the latest craze in LAN! On Mon we also played LAN with pool in the morning and dinner at billy bombers at night. on wed, we lunch-ed at MAD restaurant. grilled chicken... good... and we lan-ed for three hours, and we were all about to go home when nawawi asked me to come along to bugis, so I joined faiz and nawawi for bugis shopping! they bought a 40 dollar bag there. O_O and I realized the stuff there are getting better and better! must be the better supply they're getting. and went to parkway baleno so that nawawi could buy a shirt and a soccer ball. COTTON ON IN PARKWAY! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home and ate some leftovers from tuesday's gathering, before sleeping at 4! then today was pretty much slacking. woke up at 4, watched some tele: okto live and american idol and 13 most shocking hollywood curses. then slept for another 2 hours. woke up at 7, and decided to take a swim at cote d azur. 20 laps, before coming home for dinner (same food again!) before realizing that swimming today is POSTPONED to next thursday. haha, and then using the com since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's gonna be jam-packed. will be playing pool from 11-1 before meeting up some guys in town. will be watching love matters before coming home to get ready to bring NS bro to dinner after 2 week training! then immediately heading off to Malacca to avoid the jam. love the night time spirit in Malacca. Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY FOLKS! COLLECT LOTS OF ANG BAO! Mine will be in ringgit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with cousins and relatives from malaysia before coming back on tuesday cos bro gotta boot in again. BOTAK BOY! sure to be a blast! hope I don't miss Mr Ng's party too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's looking good for me. well, it's always been good! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4421981666831197772?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4421981666831197772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4421981666831197772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SXjJPItor8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/07QN9Vu-Rls/s72-c/DSC01088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5120481221355975410</id><published>2009-01-20T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:21:48.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4C gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This was so sudden. A class gathering today at 5 today! Hope it'd be a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a record number of people from 4C going. 30 or even more! Haha, need to prepare the stuff now, so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5120481221355975410?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5120481221355975410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5120481221355975410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/4c-gathering.html' title='4C gathering'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4765123891697730079</id><published>2009-01-17T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:20:01.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's Next Top Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today, will be doing some fashion thingy at church. wow, time to dress up, but dunno what's the dress code, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, my O level reward. I saw someone's blog and had to talk about it. USA TRIP 08 was the best reward I've ever gotten and just to experience the trip was once in a lifetime. And just glad I could repay the dividends with my O level results. Feels good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating JC life together with Wen Jie! and i'm sure everyone will be waiting too. but for now, HOLIDAYS  ROCK! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4765123891697730079?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4765123891697730079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4765123891697730079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/singapores-next-top-model.html' title='Singapore&apos;s Next Top Model'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3177154763587501533</id><published>2009-01-16T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:03:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Path taken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choices made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1st choice- VJC (backyard school!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd- NJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3rd- TJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4th- ACS (I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5th- ACJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and the rest does't really matter already.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway rejected even trying to appeal into RJC and stayed committed to my dream. VJC! Finally after 13 years of living just opposite the school, I'm given the chance to join it! This goes out to my family, especially my dad, my friends, teachers and God. couldn't have done it without them. sounds cliche, but very true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Must continue to strive on.. along with my fitness too! but my personal welfare is secured. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3177154763587501533?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3177154763587501533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3177154763587501533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/god.html' title='Path taken.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1067241405911171931</id><published>2009-01-15T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:59:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time to sleep and time to key in the choices by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money earned from work so far: $57.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no work, so it'll be fun to go out and use some of the money earned. Have to get back like 50 bucks from my dad today. parents went to kl till thurs 8pm. need to discuss and finalize the options. working on friday and now they want us to work alone. stupid idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, be with me every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1067241405911171931?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1067241405911171931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1067241405911171931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/zzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8750984544347287202</id><published>2009-01-13T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:13:53.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of labour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have truly received the fruits of labour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boy, was it nerve wrecking in the hall. The tension just builds up, really. But this day only comes once in a lifetime. Never knew that day would come, but so it did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Went to trim up my hair before went to school on the bus and saw Andre. smart guy and easy-going, his 6 points were long in the bag. But how bout me? My father always told me that I'm neither here nor there, CANNOT STAND IT.. if i had to be good in something, this had to be it. arrived at about 1 and had a prayer meeting in the amphitheatre. made me much better for the time being, but when yo're in the hall, it's a totally different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing my classmates for the first time in 2 months rocks! but it was time. we stepped into the hall. just last year, like i can remember we all sec 3s standing in the gallery, looking down in anticipation. but you won't know how it feels until you are really getting ur results. i'm sure everybody who got theirs would know that by now. so, we went through the admin nonsense, but we just didn't want to hear it! we want the results, yet we don't want it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so principal came about to tell us more info, the top scorers, the subjects, the distinction rate and the top three classes. 4C NOT INSIDE!!! :( never mind, see how it goes. but our batch not bad at all. though we didn't beat last year's batch, we're still in band 1 with average L1R5 of 10.5. not bad at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And prinicpal said, "results distribution is postponed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nah, he said, "teachers, you may release the results" and up went Nawawi. Then, Caleb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AND ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so, I went up, took a deep breath and sat. Mr Leo's face to me was like not so good results, i can tell. and unknowing to me, Mdm Tang was smiling away. I saw a damn B three, oh my goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'So how do you think you did?' I was speechless already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'here, see for yourself'.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I looked through the slip and saw it. I was at a loss of words, stunned, in disbelief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;' Huh?? 6?' Mr Leo just nodded his head, smiling. 'THANK YOU!', I stood up and walked behind. OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!! THANK GOD THE SAVIOUR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'How many points, Gavin?' Everyone came around, congratulating me. THE FEELING WAS OUT OF THIS WORLD! It was like, the world at my feet. and I had the chance to feel it. That wonderful feeling. I just broke down into tears. Mr Wong came. Ryan came. and I just broke down. like a &lt;s&gt;gay boy&lt;/s&gt; man. called up my parents and sister to tell them the good news. my dad just saying that he's happy made me so happy. It was a dream come true. ME?? 6 points?? THANK GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it was a sheer heartbreak to see classmates going off after the results, angry. their dreams just shattered, but IT'S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD, really. I just came in with one goal: to get into VJC and did it! Went about to thsnk all my teachers, Mr Leo, Mdm Tang, Mr Gabriel, Mr Wong, Mdm Kwok, Miss Lau and Miss Raksha. YOU GUYS ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was given a chance at Sec 1, and I took full advantage of it. Rest assured I will continue to strive with God's care. Just the experience was priceless and never will I forget that day, one of the best days of my life. no one can buy that feeling. THANK GOD again, you have set the path and you have plans for us to PROSPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can go on all day, but to celebrate, I'll be working for the next 11 days. :) and I'm glad I did my parents, my friends and my teachers proud. They have been  my beacon of light, along with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8750984544347287202?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8750984544347287202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8750984544347287202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/fruits-of-labour.html' title='Fruits of labour.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2500524090536704361</id><published>2009-01-12T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:42:21.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As it approaches 2pm, the hours get longer and longer. Like man! Can't believe we will be getting results today. For 4 years, it all comes down to this day. but man, what a secondary school journey. just wanna wish everyone the best of luck, even though not many would read this. God be with you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for now, will be cutting my hair for the first time in 5 MONTHS! and also will be meeting some guys for lunch before heading to school in the trademark SCHOOL U. And tomorrow, I'll be working already! just hope I can settle everything down as soon as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever will be, will be, But we can change that in our future lives, so don't fret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2500524090536704361?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2500524090536704361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2500524090536704361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-time.html' title='O time!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1550875091933339450</id><published>2009-01-09T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:37:11.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so, I really need to sleep now. Oh yeah, O LEVEL RESULTS on monday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;really dying to go backyard to VJC, it would fulfill my dad's dream. but if not, then it's not the end of the world, really. Then again, I did work my ass off the past few months, and I sort of deserve something. haha, who am I kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, it's been an eventful few days. went to watch some movie called Australia two days ago. It was quite pleasant, but they could call it "Nicole Jackman" instead. anyway, went to eat some McChicken (on budget) and went to the bookstore to check out some books like the kite runner. dun mind getting it. anyway it was back home and having some mixed emotions cos' MY BRO'S GOING NS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, we went to send him off today. It didn't really look that bad in camp than I had imagined. and my bro had a super positive attitude about going in. maybe I should be positive  too. ALWAYS SMILING WHEN HE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO. anyway, it was just looking around my possible future campsite. found it funny at times with the whole set-up and military discipline. had lunch over there and the food is good, especially the herbal soup and soy dessert. very surprising indeed. maybe it's a one -day thing to show off to the parents. anyway, now the whole room to myself! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so, after that, had to rush to cineleisure to watch ongbak 2. it was a ??? ending. like the guy died and he rose from the dead to live on as legend cos of his faith in Buddha. HUH?? anyway, it was really action packed, but the storyline was all too similar to Batman Begins. That's my point of view, you guys should watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, caleb wants to see serangoon jc, if i can wake up at 9.30. really need to sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1550875091933339450?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1550875091933339450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1550875091933339450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bro.html' title='bye bro!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5954146616004382939</id><published>2009-01-07T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:34:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Were Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This song is NICE from the Killers. It's from the older album and was like just listening to it from Guitar Hero III. And I loved it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, it's since Monday that I posted an entry. so while playing pool with Aslam and Kashish, and Aslam brought along newspaper to find a job. We actually did! earning 400++ within 12 days! So after pool on Mon, went to airport and ate Popeyes in T2. Love the environment there and especially the viewing mall. Just talking about dreams and going overseas. Just life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then went to the job interview on Tuesday. We were all expecting a fruit drink stall cos we are suppose to promote organic fruit drinks. But we entered some high class office. So talking bout the plan from 12th to 24th jan. MUST WORK EVERYDAY, but can take half days throughout. just get half the money. :) so it sounded good cos bro's also going NS tmr and must create some form of independence for myself. SO no going out for the next two weeks. :( but guess it'll be good for us. Went to eat BK at Holland V. A lot of ang moh there lah. Then went back home and guitar hero-ed all the way and basically slacked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now gonna go eat something and maybe following Chun Yong to Orchard. See how arr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: Why Does It Always Rain On Me? by Travis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5954146616004382939?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5954146616004382939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5954146616004382939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-you-were-young.html' title='When You Were Young'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7771606480665504372</id><published>2009-01-05T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:28:13.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Com!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy to finally get a new CPU! No more lagging, no more slow processing, no more shortage of RAM, no more troubles! Maybe still have arr, cos the programs all need to be installed again. But I think it's better cos it's like a brand new start for the year and better to start from scratch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, what a weekend it was. Had a primary school reunion on Sat and boy was it fun. We bowled, cycled, lunched, pooled, mahjonged and dinnered. of course also catch up on old times. Some of the photos on facebook. Then on Sun went to swim 20 laps and felt so good! Felt strong, but guess I need to swim on a more regular basis. I'm a slow swimmer, sadly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, now it's time to go play some pool at 12 at parkway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7771606480665504372?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7771606480665504372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7771606480665504372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-com.html' title='New Com!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6266181963503976845</id><published>2009-01-01T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:26:31.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's always the same every year? Yes and no. Yeah, it's the same countdown with the usual last 10 seconds of fame for 2008. No, I spent the night sleeping over at my friend's place! Yesterday and today was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First, went to play some escape theme park. no offence to the park but the place STINKED in service. and it rained and we went on the wet ride which I got totally drenched in, so yeah... wet day. But it was fun with the 12 4C mates, just being together to enjoy. Then went back home to eat some steak! dad cooks the best striploin! then went to Li Zhi's house in tanah merah and played the night away! Guitar Hero arr... texas poker arr... together with the 4C mates and some guests. Then the best part of the day, the countdown and some group shots. they were fun... and we toasted to many things... our o level results... zhi yuan... LIVERPOOL. But really have to thank Li Zhi for this. No parent would have tolerated our voices yesterday, but they still kept silent. Then we played some polar bear and went to eat prata at 3.30 in the morning. then went back to play some com and wii and just talk about life. then snooze at 6 till 10 and now here at home for the new year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL! MAY MANY GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO US! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alright, time to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6266181963503976845?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6266181963503976845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6266181963503976845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1204454737258834627</id><published>2008-12-31T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:36:02.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, it's the last day of 2008. No worries, we don't have to wait long for the next countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went with ng ping, Caleb and Bernard to watch bedtime stories at cineleisure. The guy behind us kept laughing away like some hyena! anyway, the movie is quite pleasant and better than the spirit. Oh yeah, I watched the spirit in malaysia with my bro and dad. WORST MOVIE OF THE YEAR, hands down. No reasons why, but it stinked. Wanted to watch australia but they all dun want to 'stay for three hours'. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the movie, went to play some pool on the 8th floor. Damn ex, but managed to have some fun. Caleb was on form siol! Last pool game of the year, it is. Or maybe today, we'd be playing again. Today, 4C's class gathering at Pasir Ris there and going to Li Zhi's house for the countdown. Definitely welcoming the new year with joy. Time for a change! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1204454737258834627?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1204454737258834627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1204454737258834627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/nice-month.html' title='Nice month!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-992021783948560926</id><published>2008-12-30T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:28:04.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A year not to be forgotten for 10 reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 4C' 08 in VS will live forever, and though we will part ways, 38 of us share a special bond.&lt;br /&gt;2. Obama winning! Remember him winning just after O levels ended. Change we must believe. :)&lt;br /&gt;3. O LEVELS, how can we forget you? For 10 months, as much as we hate studying, it had become a part of our lives. Next hurdle: A Levels. :/&lt;br /&gt;4. USA trip! 2nd Dec to 16th Dec. I'm not even done writing about the trip yet! Thank God for this heartfelt vacation as I totally forget about the books and enjoy what the country has to offer. The people, views and weather are fantastic. Last big family trip for next 4 years. :(&lt;br /&gt;5. Music! Received Ipod this year and opened my eyes to COLDPLAY and other music! Best band on earth! Not to mention Guitar Hero, which is the best music game the industry has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;6. The Dark Knight. THE BEST movie of the year, or even the decade. Was totally immersed into the story from start to finish. Wonderful performance by Heath Ledger.&lt;br /&gt;7. Crazy world. From the highest oil price in a decade to the lowest in the same decade within the space of 2 months is definitely crazy. And the economic plight, with the Aussie dollars about the same rate as Singapore dollars, made the markets so vulnerable. Not to mention the crazy weather in the USA and around the world.&lt;br /&gt;8. Family. Another year with the Chandras and we always get through them. But things will be different next year. Bro's going NS and Sis is going overseas in June. Things will change. And glad we went to the US together.&lt;br /&gt;9. Friends. From class to church, glad to have met you all. Thanks for everything. Next year, things will be different in a mixed school. Nevertheless you all make time in Singapore more enjoyable, especially during the crunch time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;10. and of course, God. I know this year I have neglected You during the exam periods, but You have always been there for me. I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, my resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;What a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-992021783948560926?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/992021783948560926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/992021783948560926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-year.html' title='What a year.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6789513797447268860</id><published>2008-12-26T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:26:24.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the scenery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8CMLC5OI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TToapYykG28/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283773533649036514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8CMLC5OI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TToapYykG28/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8B1ByR7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/-P_WYZI36sI/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283773527436183474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8B1ByR7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/-P_WYZI36sI/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8B5Uq3MI/AAAAAAAAALw/8EcwEJToMjA/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283773528589130946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8B5Uq3MI/AAAAAAAAALw/8EcwEJToMjA/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Three of my most favourite shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Miss those days in USA. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, I haven't been updating on the past week after arriving from US. But many things have happened, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me talk about the last part of the glorious trip: LA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So it was LA for the last 5 nights. Arrived in the airport about 12, and boy was it hot that day! That afternoon, think it was 25 degrees. But even then, the weather was bearable cos of the low humidity. The only thing bad about the dry weather is dry lips. So we rented the car again at the depot and my dad, being the chinese food fanatic, brought us to the same chinese restaurant that we went 10 YEARS AGO. Still remember the place, cool aye? The food there was awesome by the way. Next we went to citadel outlets to buy JEANS.  And a pair of shoes too, but we took a while there. So by the time we headed out of the place, we had to take away CHINESE FOOD again, and off to the hotel we went. Fairfield Inn by Marriott. Anw the food was good once again, and saw an episode of the office there. Funny. Then snooze for the night, cos the next day, we are going... DISNEYLAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DISNEYLAND it is the next morning and off we went to the magical place. It was so cool to be back. We started off with star tours, and honey I shrunk the audience. Then we ate some lunch, pizza, which was quite ex. Then went to autopia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kk, I'm gonna sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6789513797447268860?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6789513797447268860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6789513797447268860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-at-scenery.html' title='Look at the scenery'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SVO8CMLC5OI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TToapYykG28/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7906680169860296410</id><published>2008-12-23T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:44:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry for the last post, my 'later' took a while, like 5 days? Anyway the US is fantastic, wish I can go there again. Who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from where I left off, it was Las Vegas. We did eat dim sum in the morning before we went to the airport and it was bye bye to SF. :( Gonna miss it, and it was off to sin city, LV! It was a short flight before we reached the airport, we did the usual car rental thing and off we went to the Strip before Sunset. It's a stretch of road with hotels and casinoes along the side. So without wasting time, we went to treasure island (hotel) to get tix for the night's cirque du soliel performance, Mystere at 9.30. Then we went outdoors to see Volcano show, went inside Venetian and ate dinner (Prime Rib!) before checking in the hotel. Grand Chateau was amazing and majestic with 80 plus channels! Then went to see the show, and almost fell asleep in the end. But it was a great show, with trampoline, muscular guys balancing and girl drummers.. basically fantasy circus stuff. Loved the wannabe magician and the fat baby segments. Then back to hotel and snooze after watching some shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, it was going about town and went to some outlet stores. Girl stuff was the most boring so dad me and bro went to eat some fast food. Ate Samurai Sam Teriyaki Grill and it's good stuff. Then went to another outlet store after that and bought a Nike T shirt. That's all for the day. By then, it was night time so we went to eat dinner first before heading back to the city. That day, we had the best Prime Rib ever ! It was huge! Anyway back to the city where I got a beanie and walked around MGM Grand, New York New York and of course the streets. Went back to the hotel to prepare for the Grand Canyon trip the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.30 to go to the Grand Canyon, it was a 4 hour drive there! So sat in the car and looked outside. Pure desert areas for the next 200 miles. But managed to survive the drive with the radio. Then the scenery became greener and greener as we crossed the border to Arizona across Hoover Dam. Then came the beautiful Grand Canyon.Vast is one way to describe it. Then bro sis and me took a walk down this stretch to just enjoy the environment we were in. Just taking it all in. Took pictures and all. Speaking of pictures, they have been uploaded, but it is A LOT. So gonna be hard to put all in. Off we went back to Las Vegas for ANOTHER 4 hour drive. On the way, yet another Prime Rib dinner, but was not as good as last night. Then we went back to the city, feeling quite exhausted. We had to go downtown Las Vegas to see the chapel where Britney Spears got married and also to see the World's largest TV screen in Fremont, the 'Old' Las Vegas. Walked around to just take in the scent of cigarettes with all those casinoes there and looked around the Plaza hotel. Saw a presentation of Queen, which I enjoyed thoroughly. It was back to the hotel and so long to Las Vegas. It was a great city where size and glamor do matter. Helicopters. Planes. Neon lights. The atmosphere was that much different from SF. Watched a fountain show before going to the airport to Los Angeles, baby. DISNEYLAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I'll continue the magical journey to Disneyland, but for now, I've got to go do some Christmas party thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7906680169860296410?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7906680169860296410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7906680169860296410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-vegas.html' title='Las Vegas!!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6902388619440860911</id><published>2008-12-18T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:38:07.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back from US! and one more week to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to eat first getting stomach gastric. Later I'll update on the wonderful trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing: Single by Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6902388619440860911?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6902388619440860911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6902388619440860911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/us.html' title='US!!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8745236387997960112</id><published>2008-12-08T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:43:14.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$1 or $1000000?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That was the extreme case of Deal Or No Deal last night at 12. This guy went to the extreme last two cases after rejecting 416000 dollars. And guess which one he got? Oh well, that's for me to know and for you to find out. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So it was the 6th day in USA and spent the last night in San Francisco. Wonder when will be the next time I come to this city. Definitely not in the near future. Didn't know Tarang's here in SF till just now.. anyway hope he will enjoy his stay here. He definitely will. But I'm definitely coming back to this city in the future. LOVED SF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway today, went to 16 Mile Drive near to Santa Cruz. Ate Macs for lunch, which has been normal for the past few days. Then drove on down to Poppy Hills Golf Course to see some great golf action. Then went to the seaside and Pebble Beach golf course, which will host the US Open 2010! Anyway, it was wonderful, and reminded so much of Great Ocean Road in Australia. The wind literally froze me up. haha, then we went back to the city to have some look-see along the streets and ate chinese food (once again) for dinner and that was pretty much the day. Was a relaxing day to just enjoy with the family. People and animals here are just lovely and am just treasuring every moment of it, especially the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next up, LAS VEGAS, baby! Will be eating dim sum in morning before the flight in Chinatown. Bye all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8745236387997960112?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8745236387997960112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8745236387997960112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-or-1000000.html' title='$1 or $1000000?'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2881686833962114771</id><published>2008-12-07T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:43:52.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yosemite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey.. back from Yosemite and Lake Tahoe. there were freaking long drives but the drives were worth the while. On thurs, we left for lake tahoe in the morning and had Safeway chicken for lunch! Safeway's a supermarket but the chicken they sell is great. then, went all the way to lake tahoe on a mountain top. the temperatures are crazy! it's like -6 degree celsius there inthe morning. but the crazy temp was neutralised with the hot sunshine. California's known for its sunshine and they have every reason to be proud of it! So we went around only two areas with fantastic views and that was the entire day. Emerald Lake was one of a kind, man. views were breathtaking. At night, we went to the casino! Saw blackjack and all, but not really into these things which is a good thing. Then went to this place called latin soul for dinner. LOVED THE STEAK THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We went to this supermarket after the dinner, and the wind was like -5 degree celsius, and it was blowing right into our faces. swear that was the coldest walk ever. then watched mtv in the hotel. some shows there are banned, cos they are downright wrong or stupid. "Paris Hilton New BFF"??? wild girls try to be Paris' BFF in this show. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friday morning, we went to eat some American breakfast in the buffet section. there were some dudes looking at us, as if it was their first time seeing some Chinese guys. Or maybe it was. Then, we headed down for an uber long drive to Yosemite. We were talking about a freaking 6-hour long drive. But in between, we went to eat KFC for lunch. That is the day I will remember for life for eating 7 pieces of chicken for lunch and dinner. Went to this hotel that cost 600 bucks a night to look-see for a while, which had this room that is so eerie. Then it was back to the hotel, with extremely dark roads, and watched some Grinch before sleeping. Oh yeah, people are really into the Christmas mood here and I love it. Snoooze for the night and woke up at 7 today, which is like 11pm in Singapore. Awkward..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We left for Yosemite National Park and according to my bro, we experienced the complete Yosemite tour. We went to this wonderful lake area with frozen waters, and took postcard-perfect pictures. The views we saw today were beyond words. Went down to do some trailwalking in the coniferous forest. it's weird that everything I learned in the Geog textbook about these forests are quite applicable to the experience. Then it was the world famous Yosemite Valley that was memorable. Promise that I will post the photos, but I took a lot of them. Many Asians there too admiring the scenery. Then it was down to this park with freaking huge tree trunks that's like 10 times the size of Yogi. Speaking of Yogi, we saw this deer right in front of us just now at this place called Mirror Lake. It was nature at its best. That would probably be the last time we get to see temperate coniferous forests for a long time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway we went down to San Francisco again and went directly to the city for some shopping. Got a hoodie for 30 sing dollars, half the price that Junrong bought for. :P Walked around the city and it was much more crowded today cos it's a Saturday. People too were doing their Christmas shopping and just hanging out with friends. That's the city mood I love, especially in the winter conditions. LOVE THE WEATHER HERE. Think I was the youngest person on the streets, besides little babies in prams. Then ate some Chinatown before heading back to the hotel and now, here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ending on a high note, I'm happy to say that Liverpool are still top of the table with a 3-1 win! That completed the entire day, like the icing on the cake. Besides the long and sickening car rides, I'm loving it here so far! Overseas exposure is great. 10 more nights to go. Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2881686833962114771?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2881686833962114771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2881686833962114771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/yosemite.html' title='Yosemite!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6220671791856578869</id><published>2008-12-04T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:02:52.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally back from the hotel after a long day out... but was a great day in San Francisco! First, we went to see the SF Bay Bridge, but it was totally covered with fog. -.- So we tried our best to take some photos of the 'disappearing' bridge, cos it looked like half the bridge was gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We headed to this area called pier 39 at the seaside, and saw Alcatraz, the prison that appeared in the movie 'The Rock'. And also walked around the old-fashioned shopping area, which I loved! Then came the big highlight. Went to see Golden Gate Bridge, and walked along it for a while. It was opened on me birthday, of all days. Anyway, was so high up from sea that people actually succeeded in commiting suicide there. Gave me the goosebumps and also saw this class excursion there too. you know, along with the nerds and the glamor girls. It'd be fun to have a tour with some of your classmates to further cities away from Asia. will cost more, but I wouldn't mind at all. It's just as fun with the family of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By that time, it was 3pm, so we headed to the Golden Gate Park, and the view was spectacular. It was just like in Autuum with the fallen leaves and the wet grass. We headed down to the city centre, and we went to Macy's department store. swear nothing in the store costs less than US$50, even with the hats. Just an observation, but crazy prices. Then we walked down to Japantown. It's like chinatown, but a lot more sophisicated. quiet yet convenient there. Then it was down to chinatown for chinese food for dinner, ate the same kway teow there. Realised that most of the people here are more independent than Singaporeans, always going around places on their own. Singaporeans love going in groups, not that I don't like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love the atmosphere of San Francisco: a city with modern infrastructure and countryside scenery. Tomorrow, we'll going off to Yosemite National Park and Lake Tahoe. Don't think there will be Internet Access there so till then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace. (Oh yeah, somebody was giving out brochures of scriptures from the Bible, for charity work. Such nice people. And my Ipod right earpiece is DAMAGED. :( though I have no complains of the trip so far.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6220671791856578869?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6220671791856578869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6220671791856578869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-back-from-hotel-after-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4331793092160655771</id><published>2008-12-04T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:44:46.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So the first night was completed. Had a great time last night at the city. Was so tired from jet lag and lack of sleep, but was awaken with the fantastic city. The streets quiet at Chinatown, as most homes with lovely christmas decor are brightly lit from the dark cold night. Lights out by 10 in most of these houses, but we enjoyed the cold weather. Max temp at cloudy and foggy San Francisco is 13 degree celsius! 9.30 here in the morning on Wed, but the sun will set at 4.45pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The atmosphere for Christmas here is greeeat. Having a radio station dedicated to Christmas as we toured around the hilly city. People can actually park their cars sideways on the steep hill! But there's no wonder to why people call this the best city to live in US. It's neither buzzling like Los Angeles, nor quiet like Salt Lake City. It's perfect for a city. Walked along Chinatown yesterday and boy was it huge. Bought chinese food last night and gleefully ate them up in the comfort of the hotel room. Delicious... especially the beef kway teow. And also had the first fast food meal on US soil for 10 years. Cost: US$11! But the price is fitting to the fries here, they are original here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My 15 minute limit is almost up, haha. WIll be seeing the famous bridge (forgot thr name of it) and touring around the city. Glad to see a part of the world's greatest city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4331793092160655771?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4331793092160655771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4331793092160655771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/214.html' title='2/14'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2153573528667866916</id><published>2008-12-03T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:31:23.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAN FRANCISCO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, I'm in San Francisco right now! Can't believe it. Been on the plane for the last 24 hours and finally checking into the hotel. Free internet access here in the hotel and it's quiet. Oh yeah, the most important part, the weather. 12 degree celsius, and simply loving the weather and the sights. It's Tuesday, 5.30pm sharp, so it should be bout 9.30am in Singapore.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;K going off now for chilling out in the hotel room! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2153573528667866916?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2153573528667866916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2153573528667866916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/san-francisco.html' title='SAN FRANCISCO!!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7423461694408504067</id><published>2008-12-02T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:56:21.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;less than 7 hrs to the flight! Gonna sleep for a while, before watching the Liverpool match. i'm quite happy today, cos i can play CLOCKS from coldplay! but the song stuck in my head is Next Plane Home. Wonder how the American influence over the past decade on me had such impact on my life. going there will complete the entire picture of an eventful year. SO excited that I'm actually wearing my winter clothing like right now. lol, and updated my songlist to listen during some long drives in the states. Bro's still not back from his grad night! wonder what's he doing, but guess he's guai. i'm dead if someone finds me still awake. gonna sleep now! 2nd to 18th december will be the days I'll be away. Will be going back to the past and coming back to the future during my long plane flights, but glad there's inflight entertainment! dad also says Chinatown in SF is great, so our first meal will be there. and by the time I reach there, it'll be 4pm SF time! it's like 16 hrs earlier in US from Singapore time, but the sun sets at 5pm in the states. so everyday we need to get up early. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in the fun of a holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing: Adonai by Hillsong United &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7423461694408504067?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7423461694408504067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7423461694408504067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/less-than-7-hrs-to-flight-gonna-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-1987900900138091554</id><published>2008-12-01T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:00:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow, the Chandra family is flying off! Will be sure to take a whole lot of pictures in America. The last time I went there, I was 6. A decade later, we'll going back! Think the main reason was cos' my bro's going NS next year, and the next big holiday together would be 4 years later. By then, sis would be 25 and she'l be working liao. And also, trading in 10 months of labour for 2 weeks of pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By the time I come back, Twilight would open and it'd be a week to christmas. Also, will FINALLY be getting a new CPU after the trip. Can't wait for that too. Actually suppose to get it today, but Sitex yesterday was siao. couldn't even enter there, so harvey norman it is for new CPU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on sat, went to watch four christmases and slack around plaza sing with joel and chun yong. then had gathering with sister venny and family at night. oh yeah, found out something: you can't spell families without LIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then on sun, went to see lexus cup, and poor thing team asia. oh well, a swansong it is for annika sorenstam, and happy for that. then, at night, had dinner at jumbo seafood restaurant with sister venny. $225! at least the food was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and so it is today. bro has graduation night afterwards, and won't be going to zouk after all. so maybe getting a haircut before going away. will definitely be watching liverpool's match at 4am before heading to the airport. going to San Francisco first, then heading to Yosemite National Park and Lake Tahoe before going to Las Vegas and Los Angeles for the remaining six nights. total duration: 14 days. Must remember to bring me ipod and charger. and also must get jeans and guitar in US. Guitar Centre in Las Vegas is a must-go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alright, time to eat my lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-1987900900138091554?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1987900900138091554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/1987900900138091554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-chandra-family-is-flying-off.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3989195964723665406</id><published>2008-11-28T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:18:17.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This song from Coldplay is not an instant hit, but the chorus is GOD-LIKE, especially 0:59-1:49 of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway can't believe it, 4 more days to the US. I absolutely hate the weather here, sunny and 33 degree celsius every single day. It's about time for 10 degree celsius goodness! Just now, it was burning like hell. Think I consumed 2 litres of water already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's like cloudy now so it's not that bad. Yesterday, went to play some bowling with some 4E dudes. Kudos to Xin Kai for consistently blowing the first shot up and getting a spare afterwards. -.- It was alright for me, but really enjoyed it. Then golf in the evening and went to the gym to do some 2km running. Boy, I need to run more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was fun! Cage in the morning... scored 5 goals altogether. Haha, loved playing with those guys, always score! Then lunch at Old Airport Road. the food there was really gooood. Rested at home after lunch and went to meet up cell for cycling for like only an hour plus. Haha, wanted to go for movie marathon!!! Aiya, it would be fun, wonder what movie are they watching now. comedy theme for all movies somemore!&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Alaster and (his girlfriend?) Gwen for the first time. Nice people, but scared I interfered with their private space! If I did, sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sister Venny's coming to town tmr from Ozzie! Was surprised there was no jg tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace. p.s. placed my infinite playlist for 987! Don't expect anything though, just doing it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing: Rainy Day by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3989195964723665406?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3989195964723665406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3989195964723665406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8540812738284588058</id><published>2008-11-27T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:28:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass of Water!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Coldplay is a genius to come up with 'Glass of Water', and their EP Prospekt March completes the entire 'Viva la Vida' picture! Finally got the EP yooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway besides Coldplay, Tuesday's powerhouse ROCKED. Keep jamming those hits that made me dance like there's no tomorrow. Fun shitzzz arh. Never slept at 4 for ages. Wish we could do it again man, like maybe next Mon at Zouk. :)&lt;br /&gt;Jhammed till 2 and walked ard a deserted vivocity at 2.30.  Ate some bak chor mee at 3 and watched some CL for a while before taking the snooze at 4.15 till 1. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, didn't expect to go out lah.. thought this would be my first break to rest at home for like 2 weeks. but it just doesn't stop! Eugene call me up to join Melody and Gordon to Minds cafe and after that, watched 'body of lies' at the cathay. well done, Leo for that performance. after that, we headed down to secret recipe for Gordon's little treat and ate a slice of Choc indulgence too. still owe Eugene some cash, opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be playing bowling and golfing tmr, but I need to sleep now. And on Fri, one more session at the cage before cycling at 5? This weekend, gotta catch Lexus Club at home club, SICC! let's go, team asia. Then hopefully, Mon going to Zouk then catching Liverpool's match at 4, before going to airport at 7 for flight outta here. Just keeps getting better and better! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing: Glass of Water by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8540812738284588058?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8540812738284588058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8540812738284588058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/glass-of-water.html' title='Glass of Water!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5819228725050514161</id><published>2008-11-25T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:24:58.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahah, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE MORE WEEK TO THE US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A moment of indulgence there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first 18-hole golf game in months on Friday. Met an RI guy and his dad while playing. Nice ppl all in all. My game had some bad shots, but overall, it was still a good practice session. Golf CCA for JC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, went back to JG for first time in months! Was very enriching. Then after service, went down to eat High-5 Nasi Lemak. Their slogan: Guarantee no lousy fish. Genius! After short dinner, went to LAN and CS-ed for like an hour and went back home to see Liverpool draw to Fulham -.- hopefully this is the last time we draw to lesser opponents, or else our best chance of winning the title in 19 yrs would disappear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, went to play golf with Ruby and Marissa for the last time this year. DIdn't even know till I arrived there lah. Anyway, rest assured I will apply for the same program next yr, or maybe not. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then it was raining cats and dogs before Mavis BBQ. It was fun! With the trolley, the people, the dai di, the Indian Poker game and of course Mr ng, it was really enjoyable! Too bad they didn't call for a chalet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we sent off 8 4C-ers to go SHANGHAI. So lucky, wish I could join them, but US will speak greater in volumes. So long Caleb, Kow, Li Zhi, Zhi Yuan, Kaymond, Tommy and Ng Ping. Ate Popeye and we thought it was a rip-off! After that, some of us chilled at my place with PAYDAY board game and of course, PES 2008. Gonna get PES 2009 very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, time to go to St James Power Station! Till 2-3 am! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5819228725050514161?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5819228725050514161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5819228725050514161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahah-one-more-week-to-us-moment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8073247452995341620</id><published>2008-11-20T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:25:54.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation from Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHOA!! I need a vacation from this vacation! Too much of a good thing is a bad thing, and these holidays showed me why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been like a week since O levels, and I swear, I forgot half of the things I learnt in school. Maybe cos half the things are being sold to Karang Guni Man. I'm like wondering, should I throw it all away? Everything I worked hard for going to be thrown away? Must be something better than this. I can't sell it cos I write on every piece of paper there is. Worse still, my handwriting sucks. So no better way but to dump it all away, maybe keep some textbooks or workbooks, but not the worksheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, I think I'll be going out this entire week to add to last week's 'play'-list. Let's see... went to town 4 times... played pool twice... played ps3 once... played cage, but can't even run cos of tight shoes... arcade-ed twice... watched 3 movies... ate out thrice... bowled first... played com for 7hrs... watched 8 hrs of tele... listened to songs... shopped thrice... watched barclays... that's bout the productive holidays I can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, things I haven't done yet are going for bbq, chalet, LAN, board games at settlers' cafe, gone to a wintry country, ktv, maple(!), working, learn guitar, learn malay, played golf, GYM-ed and last and the least, study. Well, got 2 months and 11 days to do all that. But it's impossible to do all that.  I'll be at the course playing tmr and hopefully can swim and gym at the same time. Stamina will be tested but it's good. Sunday, there's some bbq thing at 5 for Mavis which I just joined three months ago. Feel kinda extra, but nothing else to do that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just can't wait to get out of here for holiday, can't wait for Dec 2. After carrot cake convo, realised how life here could possibly suck out the life of a working adult. So can't wait for two week escapade. Hopefully my eyesight won't be such a bother to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I need to make something happen for my holidays. Priorities on gym, guitar, golf and fun! Though I really want to learn Indo, I guess my dad is right. Can't use it much here, and why bother when your mother tongue needs more improvement! Work seems unrealistic for me only want to work in Jan, and studies are nono. 2 months of this, and we're hitting the books again. Sian. Plus NS for 2 years. More sian, Singapore wants all the men they can get until they have to take the PRs too. Then uni and boom, working life. Circle of Life can't be that straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know this is ambitious and all, but I want to retire in another country. Somewhere where I can fufil my purpose in life: to serve God. But I can't go for any church camps this year cos of my US trip, but I'll find the purpose for my existence in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know I'm going kinda deep, but first thing first, golf tmr at 12.42. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8073247452995341620?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8073247452995341620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8073247452995341620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/vacation-from-vacation.html' title='Vacation from Vacation'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2906114901286559826</id><published>2008-11-17T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:42:55.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SSD2Ce-2aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mHwMDgkcDgQ/s1600-h/21062008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269482086560327938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SSD2Ce-2aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mHwMDgkcDgQ/s320/21062008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, it's the best thing, that you'd ever had, that's gone away. So don't leave high, don't leave me dry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHAT A WEEKEND!! Since thurs, I've been regaining my miserable social life and gone out everyday since. Carrot Cake Conversation on Friday with bro and sis at vivo, and surprisingly not that bad! Straits Time give 1 star for what. Anw I have two more tix for the movie! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before that, took 1hr bus ride all the way to habourfront and MARCHE was long queue, so went for &lt;s&gt;second rate&lt;/s&gt; food republic. bro kena conned for fan choy... &lt;strong&gt;9 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, for a plate that couldn't satisfy his hunger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Went to town on sat for shopping, it was JR's fault lah. Went with caleb, ng ping and jr and got berms for 33 bucks and Ajisen for 16 bucks. NOT NICE. But love the berms. Oh yeah, watched liverpool going top of the table once again and LMAO for all the misses in the match. Love O levels afterlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday capped off a fantastic weekend, with barclays singapore open. everyone was literally jumping and shouting when ernie and harrington missed their 6 foot putts at the last hole. Love uncle yong seng for giving us pavillion tix to indulge on the food. SALMON SASHIMI!!! Haha, and was too lazy to get their autographs this time. Maybe cos of the crowd, but i was this close to big phil mick. alr had his autograph last yr. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And boy am I grateful. Pa brought me to get shoes after that! Classic slip-ons and white sneakers probably for the year ahead. Just wondering what to match chequered slip-ons with. Grateful for life, and grateful for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And today gonna go for some buffet thing at katong mall at 2, gotta go eat my breakfast now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2906114901286559826?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2906114901286559826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2906114901286559826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-its-best-thing-that-youd-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SSD2Ce-2aQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mHwMDgkcDgQ/s72-c/21062008(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2775820580414100926</id><published>2008-11-14T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:47:10.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thursday, 13 November 2008 was the last day to study, until Feb next year at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday was a fun day indeed! After the exams, we just chilled in the canteen for the last time. Received our testimonials from Mr Leo and Mdm Tang right after the Bio paper. Btw, all the MCQ papers all not bad, but most disappointing was chemistry sia. Anyway, everyday of my life this year, would just go to my table and start doing some work. The purpose: 'O' Levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was so used to studying that I almost opened up my Bio textbook yest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ENOUGH OF STUDIES for a while please. Time to watch a movie, and we all headed to town for a movie. $6 movie tix. Wanted something lighter, so we all catched Madagascar at Cine. All 14 of us. See if I can remember who went... Caleb, Shaun, Tommy, Yucheng, Kow, Ng Ping, Gordon, Hong Yun, Faiz, Sheng Qiang, Bernard, Wen Jie and Junrong. LMAO for the movie, especially the penguins and the lemur. The shark bit of the movie and the granma were classic too. Hope there will be a penguin movie on those 4 birds who can't fly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After the movie, we all never organise properly, so we all waited another half hr b4 deciding on the next place: Marina Square. Went there for some arcade and some bowling. HORRIBLE game for bowling! Anyway that was when we all call for the day, and stepped into the house at 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Watched that show 'I survived a japanese gameshow'. Think that black guy, Donnell, could win. Blacks rule this year, esp Obama. And couldn't join Nawawi for some games at east coast chalet. Sorry dude again. So stayed home and watched project runway. Nothing against gay people, but  every guy in the show were not straight, esp that Christian guy. America's really a free country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today, will be watching carrot cake convo with siblings at vivo! 9.30pm's the slot, but having dinner there first with family! I could just be getting used to this. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2775820580414100926?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2775820580414100926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2775820580414100926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/thursday-13-november-2008-was-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4525670988940916997</id><published>2008-11-14T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:46:40.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This day has come! And gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;END &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LEVELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am I not that happy? Oh well, I will go to sleep again. Updates later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'We'll be having ice cold sushi for breakfast.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4525670988940916997?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4525670988940916997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4525670988940916997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/end.html' title='THE END.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7284858437059858689</id><published>2008-11-09T11:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:33:44.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjNYHXeBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xLePa9AEU_8/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266505895719172114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjNYHXeBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xLePa9AEU_8/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wen Jie and Bernard. What's that guy doing in the back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjNNZ7iMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/17mjh6wt0ek/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266505892844243138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjNNZ7iMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/17mjh6wt0ek/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love this shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjMxHczII/AAAAAAAAAHw/2O9CJijriv0/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266505885250538626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjMxHczII/AAAAAAAAAHw/2O9CJijriv0/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shaun and Kow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjM6BsaAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/PNVWUApWsPk/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266505887642314754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjM6BsaAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/PNVWUApWsPk/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;MOON&lt;/s&gt; SUN Yucheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally, the grad photos I've been looking for! Can't believe it: 4 weeks and 2 days since graduation night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway have to thank Shaun for this collage, but rest assured I will find more. Took none of the photos with my own camera, cos' I didn't bring. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So will search 4C-ers for photos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Off to lunch and doing MCQ again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: T-Pain feat. Lil' Wayne- Can't Believe It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7284858437059858689?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7284858437059858689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7284858437059858689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/graduation-photos.html' title='Graduation Photos!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SRZjNYHXeBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xLePa9AEU_8/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-307531753907702027</id><published>2008-11-09T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:43:31.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Multiple choices it is. Three more days of these exams and we're through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway decided to talk a bit about my tuition life. On Fri and today, went to tuition for Physics and Chem. THE LAST TWO SESSIONS FOR 2008! SO HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No more saturdays being eaten up by these tuitions. Want to put all tuitions, if I have it, to weekdays and make it a five-day week for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;More updates tmr! NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-307531753907702027?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/307531753907702027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/307531753907702027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/m.html' title='M.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3306970670351839228</id><published>2008-11-04T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:50:50.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of exams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SS SBQ was s***. But that's all right. SEQ can back me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chinese tomorrow and I'm in no mood to do Chinese. Oh well, I'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next week, MCQ (cannot be underestimated) and we're through with all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. I'd love Rihanna tix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3306970670351839228?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3306970670351839228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3306970670351839228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick-of-exams.html' title='Sick of exams.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7570519818856895978</id><published>2008-11-01T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:18:21.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phase 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wow, never blogged for like 3 weeks! Of course, there's a reason to that. Dunno, it starts with an O and ends with an &lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt; s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one heck of a two weeks. Another 5 more exam days, and this s*** will be over! What drives us, I guess, would be what we're all gonna do after the exams, so day by day I wait for 13th November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my holiday is set... 2nd December to 18th December! That also drives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must talk about the exams first, I'm bringing back the memories to last Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was alright thanks to a special tool someone gave me. Haha, and tuition too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English P1 should be alright, but P2 was like WTH. Summary especially, scared I omit some key words sia. Moderation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM P1 was so far, I have to admit, one of the easiest O level paper. Every Victorian has to agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was interesting, especially the coral reefs question! I had to go to Great Barrier Reef for an example. But Development was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths paper 1 robbed me of 4 marks, the 100 over 99 thing and the entire "INCREASED BY 300 percent" question totally tricked me, even though I still dunno how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM P2, way tougher than P1 with stupid plane geometry. Oh well, moderation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, THE toughest paper in O level Physics history. Some were too General Knowledge based... length of an atom. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths P2 was nerve-wrecking sia, especially the last 15 min. Was close to losing 10 marks near the end, and also the graph question some parts wrong liao. And also probablity diagram thing was like 36 lines for 1 mark. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday's Bio paper. Was good cos there wasn't any DNA question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, that done and over with. 5 more exam days to go. Must push through. Exam is sucking the soul and spirit out of me. I need to get them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7570519818856895978?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7570519818856895978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7570519818856895978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/11/phase-2.html' title='Phase 2'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4796964778504474169</id><published>2008-10-13T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:17:47.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4796964778504474169?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4796964778504474169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4796964778504474169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/10/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2261267888985465065</id><published>2008-10-10T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:07:11.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow is the day. A day of celebration, songs and dunking dear old frineds into the pond. But would it had been possible without fate? I sure don't think so. 4 years ago, my interest in the school was overwhelming and I had that to thank for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results in the school was mediocre and not up to standard. Glad I finally turned that around this term, and I will be brimming with confidence, ready to take the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of school, and it was weird to think that we are leaving Victoria School. Goodbye to VS? But we had only entered the school last week? Once again, it's either I've been in a time paradox for 4 years or that time just flies by. Most probably, the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my friends. I'll miss 4C. I'll miss the teachers. I'll miss the school. I'll miss the short bus rides. I'll miss the good times. I'll miss the bad times. Well, I think most of us will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS changed my life and I can't see myself saying the same had I been in another school. Not that I'm bias, but it's the total Secondary School experience. From freshmen days as the 'ah fat' to the senior days, from the khaki shorts to the long white trousers, from the Mr Siva to the Mdm Kwok, what can I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love VS.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace. (Too many names to be mentioned, but you know I'll miss you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2261267888985465065?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2261267888985465065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2261267888985465065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation.html' title='Graduation.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6942414927904062729</id><published>2008-10-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:04:27.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimistic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Flies are buzzling around my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vultures circling my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picking up every last crumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Big fish eat the little ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;big fish eat the little ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not my problem just give me some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can try the best you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can try the best you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the best you can is good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This one's optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this one's entered my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this one just came out of the swamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd really like to help you man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd really like to help you man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just embrace this in my warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some lyrics (if I'd even got it right) by Optimistic to all out there in need of it. VJC Open House tomorrow! It'll be fun, I guess. Not because it's really close, but it's the school I want to go to! Of course, no disappointment if I can't get in. Be... Optimistic. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace. (ARRGGHH two more weeks! I just need to sit down and look at my textbook before 6 October! Mock Exam will help a bunch.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: Optimistic by Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6942414927904062729?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6942414927904062729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6942414927904062729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/10/optimistic.html' title='Optimistic.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-224945698455370303</id><published>2008-09-28T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:47:10.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's time to be hitting full gear, as we turned into the final bent of the circuit and what remains ahead is the toughest part of the circuit, the final part that really matters. There's no turning back, as that would be all too late. Although the driver may know the circuit like the back of his hand, a small mistake may prove to be costly in a sport where milliseconds matter. A podium finish would be great, but hey, to be champion isn't too far within reach. All you need is determination to push on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st qualifying session was satisfactory, but glad that the 2nd qualifying session was much better than the 1st. Fastest laps were not within reach, however it's all about doing the best you can during the qualifying sessions to get a good start for Race Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only few spectators, and they are officials that monitor the actions of the drivers during the course of the race. The circuit's in Singapore, in Victoria School in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 10. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to push that to 6-8, and blogging would not help. These may be the last few times I'll be blogging before the exams. I told myself before to finish revision by 6 Oct, but that's impossible. All I need is to push English and Humans to A1 and I'll be the happiest man on earth. Of course, I need to maintain the other subjects, especially Bio. 22 days left, so let's take it one step at a time. The finishing line is just ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song playing: Love Is Noise by the Verve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-224945698455370303?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/224945698455370303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/224945698455370303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/race-day.html' title='Race Day.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-14188997249043111</id><published>2008-09-23T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:29:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landmark?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the 101th post since December last year. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway really blessed by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics- 79.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry- 72.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths- 73.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths- 85.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology- 79.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all the hard work and effort finally paying off? I'll continue working from here. VJC BABY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to double make sure I deserve a break after the exams, my dad'll be taking us to the States early December. :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But O Level 4 weeks away. Keep the fire burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-14188997249043111?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/14188997249043111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/14188997249043111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/landmark.html' title='Landmark?'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5416836199696823710</id><published>2008-09-17T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:16:01.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay Fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when hot and cold meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you will enjoy the new playlist I've selected. There's like a repeat of 'A Little Bit Longer', and a lot of Coldplay songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like it, you can turn off the speakers. If not, start blasting up the volume and enjoy these songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY TILL FRIDAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5416836199696823710?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5416836199696823710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5416836199696823710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/coldplay-fever.html' title='Coldplay Fever.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-203332929088260184</id><published>2008-09-15T14:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:38:05.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ERASED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just posted one, like just now. But the whole thing's GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No mood to re-write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway the summary is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Embassy- a waste of time but a good look into the hell of working life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SIM- a jungle with its female creatures in attractive colourful camouflage and its male creatures just flirting with them. jk, lol. Way better then Secondary School, that's for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Geog- 32 :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SS- 40 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English Paper 2: 20/50 (biggest disappointment. English man. How can?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think 3 or 4 for it and do the math for l1r5... 10? Above expectations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's pretty much it, I think. Sorry for the shorter post. Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-203332929088260184?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/203332929088260184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/203332929088260184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/erased.html' title='ERASED!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2314486257032904857</id><published>2008-09-15T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:30:55.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired. -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And Embassy it is today, it was so cold with the rain! The locals treated my siblings and I like C*** but the US locals were much friendlier. Though it was a waste of time, it was a good experience to be living in the real world, with the hell that is working life. Boy, that day will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not to mention how uni life will be. SIM is a jungle, with many of its female creatures in colourful attractive camouflage and male creatures just flirting with them. Trust me, the food there's not that nice, but the ladies, way better than Secondary school girls. Oh yeah, the bazaar was excellent too. Went home at 12.30pm and was like, "what's the point of going back to school?" So asked bernard my results for humans. "Geog- 32"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was like "S***" and i was staring at a B4. After a while, asked about SS. "40." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SO HAPPY, but this is not the end. 3 weeks and 4 days to O levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English on the other hand was THE most disappointing result with 20. English man. How can? Well, i did a practice just now and improved so I will work from there. With moderation, looking at a B3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, if you do the Math, L1R5: 10? If it is, it exceeded my expectation! As in I expected higher like 12 or 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back to school tmr, and I'll just reflect on my mistakes and move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2314486257032904857?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2314486257032904857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2314486257032904857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/tired.html' title='Tired. -.-'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-337202280629170167</id><published>2008-09-15T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:34:48.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Little Secret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really thank God for that. I'm a lucky boy. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else knows the secret, and no one ever will. xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 more weeks to 'O' Levels, folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bring on the Prelim Results. Within the space of this week, it'll be one more month left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One more Bio Paper 1 tmr and end of Prelims! Then HOLIDAY ON WED AND THURS! And back to school on Fri for results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is it. The beginning of the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw, Physics Paper 1 is pretty tough! 32+ would be a double blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: Worried About Ray by the Hoosiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-337202280629170167?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/337202280629170167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/337202280629170167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/dirty-little-secret.html' title='Dirty Little Secret.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2201338869468737261</id><published>2008-09-12T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:54:44.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Until Xin Da told me that it was 6 weeks to O levels this Mon, I was still in a world of my own. Still thinking that time was on my side, but I was brought back to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be that quick right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years just gone like that. It's scary, yet so so real. I still remember the first time I laid my eyes onto the building of VS. And this morning, I laid the same pair of eyes onto the same building. Nothing has changed. Just us humans have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after today's paper, we have 5 more weeks. I thought this day would never come, but let's face it, it's just in a month's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope I would screw it up again. I thank God that I was given a chance to redeem myself, and here I am, 4 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, it seems like the end of Prelims, but there's two more papers, MCQ! But I do pray my target will be reached. Rather not start babbling about the papers, just look forward to the results. Good gauge for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy times were relived, with playing session after Chem P1 today. After the paper, went to play soccer with the 4J guys. Thanks to Chowzer's invite. All I needed was another chance to prove myself and despite a quiet game, pulled it off with a goal out of nowhere. :)&lt;br /&gt;Next few seconds after the goal, another goal and boom, it was 2-1. One more from Kashish for 3-1. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain came, and we went to whack pool! First game was unlucky s*** and the 1st 2 games lost, but turned it around, with a winning streak. Always play better once I'm in it, and the cockster, Samuel, and K went off form and lost to me. But 5 ball win over K? AMAZING! Shawn too had a doubles winning streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was off to play PS2/PES 2008 and Shawn and K beat me. K THRASHED ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com for a while, before they left. It was good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to switch gear to STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2201338869468737261?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2201338869468737261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2201338869468737261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-weeks.html' title='5 weeks.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8042017492118394857</id><published>2008-09-07T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:39:38.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even the smallest things matter, from what I learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagine staying in Malaysia for a month cos your passport's been taken away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There goes O level for sure, anyway I'm back thanks to the genius mind of my dad, and some kind Malaysians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Felt somethings were missing during the trip. Family was there, so was the food. But friends were amissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, KTV for 3 hrs really killed the study thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8042017492118394857?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8042017492118394857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8042017492118394857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/glad.html' title='Glad.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5432469069441220564</id><published>2008-09-04T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:30:19.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Boleh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5 hours from now, and I'll be entering Malaysia! To remake the damn passport, or else cannot go *erhem* at end of year. (Cannot think about it now, or else I'll get distracted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now Thursday and Friday are totally out of my reach for studying. Oh well, just have to accomodate sometimes. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monday is English and E Maths, so not too bad just practise on E maths. Tuesday is MT (forget it xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then come the killer papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wed- A Maths P1 Physics P2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thurs- A Maths P2 Biology P2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHERE GOT KILLER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After that, it's MCQ, but never underestimate the power these MCQ marks have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway for now, eat breakfast! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5432469069441220564?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5432469069441220564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5432469069441220564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysia-boleh.html' title='Malaysia Boleh.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-6836961262276901675</id><published>2008-09-02T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:41:46.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add Oil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha, a mini translation of jia you. I know, my chinese rocks. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to all who wished me good luck for Prelims. Rest assured I won't disappoint you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, wow. It's been like 1 week since I updated. And Prelims will be blamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Humanities- aiming for an A (while Gordon gets 90. xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;E Maths- tricked by 2 questions, but also hopefully I mean it for real, an A1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English- hope Mr EPL won't mark, otherwise, I'm dead worried for FORMAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MT- (laugh laugh) A2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chemistry- like an A. Under Mr. You-Must-Believe, just can't get past B3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so that's like the first 6 papers of Prelims. Thank God SS and Geog are out of the picture. I won't pin my hopes sky high, but neither will I fall back onto Earth. I'm floating in the middle of nowhere, searching for a checkpoint before the final lap of the race. 50 days left, and I'm desperate for that checkpoint or else risk falling behind in the race. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Would love to see some As in the report book. My brother set the benchmark of 12 points during his Prelims. Oh shit, I need to jump over this hurdle. A2 for every subject would be great, but hey, in VS, why not aim higher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, back to life (glad I still have it), went to Pulau Ubin for the first time on Sat. It was scorching hot. We were burning up. It was like what 36 degrees celsius? Anyway it was fun to be in a group as we have an AMAZING RACE throughout the island. At least, half of it. But it was tiring racing with the others. We did the challenges and actually resigned when going for the last checkpoint. But hey, we still have 2nd place and Starbucks voucher! Not bad for a noob like me, cos my team were good! And missed the WALL.E movie thing with 4C, cos they thought we were staying there overnight. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Golf on Sunday. Pretty pleased with the new corrections to my swing, or at least I think it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Didn't really chio studies these two days, but on Mon, while Alphonsus and peepz were watching 4bia, had tuition and studied in Bugis. Loved the environment but JR always distracted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listened to 987 at Kaymond's house and JR came up with some jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're so stupid your dream job is to pluck honey stars from the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dots, but ready to call Muttons tomorrow and claim back the electronics prize I should have won last week. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tuition today and a little pool, before heading home. Ready to start a new day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh yeah will be heading to Malaysia this Thursday till Sat. So there goes two days of studying during the holidays. Oh well, there's after Prelims to make up for it. STILL WORRIED FOR BIO. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: Fix You by Coldplay (Probably the best b(and)eer in the world)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-6836961262276901675?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6836961262276901675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/6836961262276901675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/09/add-oil.html' title='Add Oil.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5187866341578040656</id><published>2008-08-25T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:44:03.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Spirit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The unforgettable moments. The determined faces. The winning feeling. The sheer joy. The heartaches. Athletes from 204 countries must have experienced some, if not all, of those defining aspects of the Olympics. As the Games come to an end, the Londoners admittedthat they will not match up to the great money and effort spent by the Chinese on the greatest sporting event on Earth. To the Chinese, you have seen the world, but for us, it was clear we saw China. Different skin colour and socio-economic background don't mean a thing, as these athletes gather to become the best they can be. And we have seen countless times how the human body can exceed its limits to supernatural means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But a question that needs to be asked: even with so much political unrest in the Middle East, how can athletes still win to do their contries proud? Or that a nation with such poor conditions still produce marathon-winning athletes? Or that China, with the Sichuan Earthquakes as recent as this year, still produce a whopping 51 gold medals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, people might say that it is determination in human spirit. Others might say that these athletes trained with such hard work, and reap in the benefits with monetary reward. I say it's the spirit of sports, and most importantly, the spirit of the Olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kudos to Beijing for holding one of the Best Games in history. For the athletes, keep the Olympic flame burning in your spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5187866341578040656?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5187866341578040656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5187866341578040656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-spirit.html' title='Olympic Spirit.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3645303646464677349</id><published>2008-08-22T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:51:41.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so the Prelims will start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the Olympics will end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Double Kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just need to make a push these 2 months, or risk not fulfilling my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;High hopes from teachers, friends, family... All on my shoulders. So all I need are these 2 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If 4C aren't that serious about O levels, then I just have to do something about it. &lt;s&gt;dao&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lord, I need your strength to pull off this race. Like Bolt. Like Phelps. Like a champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of course, I don't expect to finish first, but I don't expect to finish last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to clear every hurdle, or risk falling behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Come on, Gavin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: It Ends Tonight by the All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3645303646464677349?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3645303646464677349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3645303646464677349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/prelims.html' title='Prelims.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4647582951350846302</id><published>2008-08-20T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:31:24.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;RED ANTS&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate red ants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I had to blog today since it's 2008 2008. Will never come again in like an eternity. Well, like every other day that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Preparations for next week Prelims... no comments. What matters most is O levels, but always give it your best shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A motto in life I never really knew I had: Don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Hope Faiz will be okay in his entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4647582951350846302?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4647582951350846302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4647582951350846302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/2008-2008.html' title='2008 2008'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-2990147367434763646</id><published>2008-08-17T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:18:30.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so I'm disappointed and a little surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disappointment because of the B grade, and surprise because of the 'pass' grade for oral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh well, giving it one more try and hope for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tuition from Mon to Fri. It was hell. And this week is one of the most boring weeks of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things will be brighter next week, with the soccer match between 4C and 4E during PE. But wait, PRELIMS on 26th Aug. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Start off with English and SS, then Chem and MT followed by Geog and E Maths before the September break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just 2 more months and 3 days to O Level  Chem Paper 2, who can help it? Definitely not time. Only we can help ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English orals just passed and there is no link between CCTV and hair stylists. Anyway picture description was not good, but let's be optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-2990147367434763646?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2990147367434763646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/2990147367434763646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/b3.html' title='B3.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-5297741204566765126</id><published>2008-08-11T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:44:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 more hrs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 more hrs till we go to the canteen and get ourselves either a pat on the back or a punch right in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before that, the National Day Weekend. The new tuition is really picking up pace and had extra lessons on Sat and today. SL interviews on Sat too, and happy to say we have bright sparks in the Junior Leaders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hair cut on Sun, and I think it's...not too bad. Not to mention 26 laps around a swimming pool to get myself in the mood of the Olympics. Hooray to stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh speaking of stamina, glad I had some in the VS Annual Cross Country Championships with a top 20 position! Along with Rochore House getting 1st place! Baik VS spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Studied at LJS with Kaymond and Junrong, before reaching home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm beat, and the truth will prevail no matter what. Hope 3 months of tuition didn't go to complete waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-5297741204566765126?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5297741204566765126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/5297741204566765126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/11-more-hrs.html' title='11 more hrs.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-223714056696386888</id><published>2008-08-08T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:20:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.08 08:08:08:08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's 888! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But the real thing comes in the morning with 8:08am and 8 seconds, along with 8 milliseconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;May everyone be prosperous for an entire lifetime with wealth and love, and may everyone buy 4D today. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For me, 8 points'd be great for O Levels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-223714056696386888?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/223714056696386888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/223714056696386888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808-08080808.html' title='08.08.08 08:08:08:08'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-781517188352534341</id><published>2008-08-07T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:19:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The mock exam results were back, and the biggest disppointment was of Bio and Physics. However, some unexpected results came about, like Geography Elective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's my results (so far):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bio 60.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Physics 63.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chem 65.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Geography 21/25; 39/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;E Maths 68.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Maths 68.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EL 20/25 Compre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Summary and SS papers yet to be returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I shall not go about complaining, but rather, learn from some hard falls I've taken. What's done is done, and on paper, it seems my L1R5 has improved, looking at 15, my initial target of the mock exams. And so this is a fragile stepping stone but I'll build a stronger and safer stepping stone from Prelim 2 in order to land my feet on safe haven after O levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Target: 10. Might as well aim high for Prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And also, on a brighter note, EL oral and the next evening, a practice oral session with Miss Raksha, as I had a horrible one the day before. And I made up for it with 35. So cheers to English, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;National Day Celebrations coming up and have to run 4.0km at east coast. Everyone keeps asking me "how do I do it?", just keep running. I never realized how I've kept to a moral value of being resilient, but that's what keeps me going. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And National Day is &lt;s&gt;ruined&lt;/s&gt; with tuition and Senior Leader interviews. Oh yeah, I joined a new tuition for A Maths as I plan to stop at term 4 for novel learning centre cos there's no point in pushing all the way till december, called M****, and I think the worksheets are great. Max Aaron asked me why is the tuition not effective and I think it's a need of practice and most importantly, love for Maths to drive us through. Hoping to drive passion into my revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And National Day's great time to catch up on Physics and Bio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MT results next tuesday. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scared to my knees, but again, what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh well, like what the CEo of Alexander Hospital, "S*** happens."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-781517188352534341?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/781517188352534341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/781517188352534341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/08/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment?'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-150763029928428749</id><published>2008-07-26T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T10:42:06.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally I've started to update. It's been 2 weeks of heaven and hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For hell, Monday, Tuesday and Wed of these two weeks were mock exams. And yup, studying can go up to 1am, which means 5-6 hrs every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chemistry, MT listening compre, Physics, Bio, E Maths, SS and A Maths for the last two weeks, not to mention the EL and Geog Elect the week before. Oh yeah, MT LISTENING COMPRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was, like the other two papers, the hardest among the last three years. Just because everything is on a new syllabus, doesn't mean we have to be the 'guinea pigs' of the decade. Debate among students and even teachers for the right answer, so I just forget about the LC and just wait for the &lt;s&gt;horrible&lt;/s&gt; results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Also, for the last two Fridays, decided to let my hair down with some KTV. Just 2 hrs or so of singing, and it opened my eyes to the Chinese music world. And I showed to everyone I can sing a proper Chinese song! (Shut their mouths up). But overall, we had a great time, but we shouldn't get too carried away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last Saturday was my sister's 21th birthday, and so we went to Cafe Del Mar for the party. That's why couldn't go for the treat last week, but rather today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The party rocked, though my bro and I were considered 'guest stars' for no reason. Maybe because we were all 3-5 years my sister's friends junior. But some talked with us, mainly NS issues and even boy-girl things, like "Hey who's that girl there arr? I think she quite cute." xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, in fact, that girl caught most of our eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And this week, we had two days off with two days off of curriculum. At this time? But the school thought it was the perfect time and it was an entire day of Thursday with career talks and proper dining etiquette. Yup, we had to put our learning to the practice on the dining table on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But besides that, the career talks were enriching. Resume writing, interview skills, charting a career path... I've more or less narrowed down my choices to aviation, business or finance and medical health. Engineering's still an outside chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Also learnt that life's too short to have a lousy job, so go for the good ones. Oh yeah, not to mention at least 17,000 hours in the office in our entire lifetime working, so make the best out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next week's SPA Skill 3, and I am worried for bio SPA like siao. 2 pratices and we have to sit down without a proper format to do the paper. Hope teachers will close one eye when marking. And also today, treat! ANd I have to use my Cathay movie voucher by this thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-150763029928428749?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/150763029928428749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/150763029928428749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/07/emerge.html' title='Emerge.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-4341477294102652175</id><published>2008-07-14T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:13:56.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Compre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yup, tomorrow would be the last item of CL, and our results will be up in August. Swear it won't be the last time I'd be taking Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A gut feeling tells me I'll be retaking the exams in Oct, but it's only paper 1 and 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today's Chem Mock Exam was scary  s***! Haha, just scared my answers aren't correct. And before that, there was P.E. and scored one goal! Popped it in the top corner! But we still lost, thanks to Junrong's double. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The next two weeks are absolutely crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow- CL Listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wed- Physics Mock Exam. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thursday- Gala Premiere of Batman Begins! It's like at 9.20pm, so I'm dead for the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friday- Bio Mock Exam. --.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sat- My sister's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next Mon- E Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next Tues- SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next Wed- A Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thursday and Friday- Camp Emerge (No school at all for those two days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like these 2 weeks aren't crazy enough, after these two weeks, it's 12 weeks to O levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time isn't on my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-4341477294102652175?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4341477294102652175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/4341477294102652175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/07/listening-compre.html' title='Listening Compre.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-7948886385125616679</id><published>2008-07-13T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:55:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 years have passed since Uncle Khor and his family came down to Singapore. '2 years?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The lock opened and  I was afraid they'd already left, but there I saw Uncle Khor's prominent head that shone as bright as the slightly dim living room. In the living room, the family of 5 sat on the slightly worn out couch. A game of friendly badminton had its toll after all. Aunty Christy and her 3 children gasped in shock. "Wow, look at you now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing much about Aunty Christy had changed. She was still as jovious as ever, with her words of encouragement for PSLE 4 years ago, and now the O Levels. Mei Kai's still the shy guy that's well-protected by her mum, as his flat top was as light as ever. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was all those 2 years of not meeting up. How much I'd changed. I was that overweight boy waiting for the next day like nothing on Earth, but that's not the case now. I was so sure that it was nothing but a meeting that I honestly didn't want to go for. None of my siblings were at home, and I thought I'd be an outside figure. But, it was those 2 years that changed my entire world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My rooms are still the same, with posters of football teams posing on the walls for 3 years and a table that stood on its own since I was 5. The houses opposite stood its ground with painting jobs that couldn't be recalled. Of course, some neighbours come and go, but the roads and the headlights shone onto the streets every single night onto Mr Goh's exteriors. Nothing much about my environment changed, but as we inevitably become slaves of time and money, it's God's greatest creation that always bring colours into our lives, dull or bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'I've changed?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I sure did.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Current song playing: Viva La Vida by Coldplay (The greatest band on Earth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-7948886385125616679?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7948886385125616679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/7948886385125616679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost.html' title='Lost!'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-3128248125403734119</id><published>2008-07-08T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:16:07.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back from Malaysia, I am. It was great to be back in Malacca. KTV, good food... all in 2 nites. Mmmm... good  times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, tomorrow's the B div finals. I think we have a decent chance this time around, with the support we're gonna give. Sec 4s will be released at 2.35pm. It's official and we head down to Jalan Besar for the match, near Hinghwa Methodist Church! Though I'm not prepared for the geog test tmr, I'm pretty confident I'll improve from my horrible showing last time around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-3128248125403734119?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3128248125403734119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/3128248125403734119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/07/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925046026931263676.post-8514794075762380234</id><published>2008-07-05T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T01:33:14.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Been a while since I posted. 15 weeks and 2 days and counting. Anyway, going to Malaysia for a weekend stay at grandma's place. And to think mock exams for Geography and English are next week. I think right now it's setting priorities straight. Planning to make blogging a weekly affair. So now, it's time for me to sleep into the night and wake once again in the early hours of the morning for Malaysia. But there's always sleeping in the car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hancock today, and I didn't realize it was so emotional. Oh well, 3 to 3 and a half out of 5. Thanks to Joel and Glen, my iPod's readythe week concerns the entire Sec 4 Chinese cohort, and it's confidential so I can't tell. to go! But will be looking at Geog in Malaysia, or else I would be dead. Also, the biggest shock of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was one word away from an A+ in informal letter. &lt;s&gt;cousin&lt;/s&gt; friend, when I was signing off! Oh well, will be back on Mon, and after a weekend of rest, hopefully my energy's restored and I'll be raring to go on Tuesday morning. Will buy back some stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted, and just wanna sleep. But before that, a little short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyesight was worsening by the week. Continuous concentration of tiny fonts on white sheets of paper wasn't as easy as it sounds. He'd remembered the days when he had perfect eyesight, but at such a young age, his eyes were then not ready for the world. But gone were the days when his eyes were perfect; when things were still perfect. But he had a solution now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time he had felt as if his eye sockets were drying out, he would close his eyes wide shut. Complete darkness he saw, when perfect eyesight didn't matter. Complete darkness, the solution to his problem. If everyone had seen the world through his eyes, would they do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925046026931263676-8514794075762380234?l=milos-and-highs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8514794075762380234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925046026931263676/posts/default/8514794075762380234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milos-and-highs.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-while-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>The Man Who Can't Be Moved.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714620233412864354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZvNzMDBDMQw/SM4MKpfSupI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6d32PkAnM4M/S220/18082008(002)-001.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
