<?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-24051461</id><updated>2011-11-16T01:54:28.848+08:00</updated><category term='emo post'/><category term='United'/><category term='For update&apos;s sake'/><category term='whiner post'/><category term='YUI'/><category term='select photos'/><category term='Music'/><category term='tennis'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Matt's web</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2487003828132607811</id><published>2009-08-04T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:35:33.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simulating tennis</title><content type='html'>I've a test tomorrow on Simulation, and I've studied, don't worry. What's more, we have to whole day to use to catch up on projects tomorrow! I'm gonna play tennis! Seriously, I've been watching so much more tennis than playing it. That's because I wanna PLAY it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to put in a proper playing/training schedule, because it's the third year already, and frankly there's a lot of changing going on. Like changing of timings, and events. Its all so hectic, and you wouldn't know it unless you were me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I follow this passion? Sigh. I envy one of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;He's smart, got good grades, good at soccer, won some competitions, and has got a girl!(recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dumb, bad at studies, horrible at tennis, champion of ZERO competitions, and got no girl!(recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just simulate my tennis passion on ShowFlow(program used in Simulation class, really cool actually) and see whether I win a Grand Slam or not. Watch out Wimbledon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or why not my whole life instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2487003828132607811?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2487003828132607811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2487003828132607811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2487003828132607811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2487003828132607811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/08/simulating-tennis.html' title='Simulating tennis'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-617496593697386245</id><published>2009-07-29T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:37:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken strings and funny rings</title><content type='html'>I just broke my tennis racket string today. Every time my tennis racket made a weird 'twang' sound before, the strings never broke. I always took a look at it though. And this time, it couldn't take anymore. "Spock-twang" was the sound. Nuts. Rafie says its retribution for not helping out the class in the poly50 race. I don't believe in retribution, but I do believe in recession(my mini recession, that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also downloaded some funny ringtones over the course of the week and shared them with Kunwei and Benedict. Really funny stuff. If you want to find some too, you can go here - www.zedge.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-617496593697386245?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/617496593697386245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=617496593697386245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/617496593697386245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/617496593697386245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-strings-and-funny-rings.html' title='Broken strings and funny rings'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3991912500412157516</id><published>2009-07-22T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:40:39.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Updated. Bang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3991912500412157516?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3991912500412157516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3991912500412157516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3991912500412157516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3991912500412157516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4437485433671780499</id><published>2009-06-24T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:29:13.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer-roo, soccer-boos</title><content type='html'>I wanna talk about soccer. Before I was a tennis freak, I was a soccer freak. I scored some spectacular goals over the course of my life so far and I always found reasons why its one of the most loved sports in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Simplicity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't require much to play. All you need is a ball and 2 walls that face each other and are adequately spaced apart. It really is a simple game. Get the ball into the opponent's goal without using your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The greatest feeling of a goal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the greatest feeling in the world once you score a goal. Cristiano Ronaldo should best attest to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Teamwork&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a team game. Like any other team game, everyone has an important role to play. I'm not going to go ranting on about how important teamwork is because I'm sure you heard about it in motivational posters, emails, books and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Essence of the sport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always joy to see people (anyone, not just Cristiano Ronaldo) handle/dribble the ball well. Control, skill, deft touch. Its really evident in soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there're my reasons for why I just love soccer. And there are also reasons why I am just disappointed with the stage that soccer is at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Unfair play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer is a sport. Sport was meant for competition in goodwill and honorable sportsmanship. But now we have role models all around the world faking injury when tackled or physically provoked. It is so absurd! The will to win must always be governed by fairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Idiotic fandom (this is the worst point)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fans are idiots. No, I'm not against any team. I'm for Liverpool now, but I not against Everton and I don't hate their guts. I can't even begin to describe the sheer hate some fans have for some rival club of theirs. What does it stem from? I mean, this is sport!&lt;br /&gt;I've heard fans go, "Shit those bastards scored against us again. Referee Kayu! Bloody (insert rival club name here)!" What is this? This isn't sport.&lt;br /&gt;Even heard of, "YES we scored! Those lousy mofos' don't stand a chance against us! WE OWN THEM, NOOBS."&lt;br /&gt;Sound like someone you know? Thats because there are so many of these kind of fans out there. No matter what side you are on, you cannot put down your opponent with insults because if you do, your team is better/worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love soccer. But so many people have made this sport unbearable to comfortably talk about without aggravating point about your own team. Just think about it. Has anyone ever been complimented in soccer/professional soccer for being SPORTSMAN-LIKE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4437485433671780499?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4437485433671780499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4437485433671780499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4437485433671780499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4437485433671780499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/06/soccer-roo-soccer-boos.html' title='Soccer-roo, soccer-boos'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2011127115645551692</id><published>2009-06-16T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:15:20.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects for spartans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sjeofbb4FWI/AAAAAAAAASA/cD1Ivpu1dpk/s1600-h/houseMD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347928340419843426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sjeofbb4FWI/AAAAAAAAASA/cD1Ivpu1dpk/s320/houseMD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized just recently that I have a twitter account. One which I created eons ago. I don't remember creating it at all! Anyway, I think that the idea of twitter (now that I've really seen it) is kind of weird. Why? Because you can update it anytime with your handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. Lets say you pass your driving test and you want someone to know. I think some people I know who use twitter would just send "I passed the driving test! Yes!" to their twitter page! Isn't it more logical to just call that precious one of yours to tell him/her immediately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. I think I'm back. I feel better these days. Not so much brooding, but still a lot of thinking. I've been watching House recently and its really given me food for thought. Its not just another medical drama like Grey's Anatomy (okay it's good but I think House ranks higher). You guys should watch House!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My MSTs (Mid-Semester Tests) are happening in 2 weeks and its a mad rush. We have 5 projects to hand up when school re-opens! Its madness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Madness? THIS IS SPARTA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, spartan moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2011127115645551692?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2011127115645551692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2011127115645551692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2011127115645551692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2011127115645551692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/06/projects-for-spartans.html' title='Projects for spartans'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sjeofbb4FWI/AAAAAAAAASA/cD1Ivpu1dpk/s72-c/houseMD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1410133424144528817</id><published>2009-06-06T12:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:34:59.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroke of noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sin3x7VmjyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Gu3jd7gIwHs/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344074869965754146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sin3x7VmjyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Gu3jd7gIwHs/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SintpUxesMI/AAAAAAAAARg/r8tSP__pqLk/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344063727058464962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SintpUxesMI/AAAAAAAAARg/r8tSP__pqLk/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some shots of my strokes taken by Joshua during tennis. Not really good settings, because the sun was blazing and bright. I had to up the ISO to 800 also because it would appear blurry if I didn't. That, in turn, increased the noise on my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had a DSLR, a DSLR~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1410133424144528817?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1410133424144528817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1410133424144528817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1410133424144528817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1410133424144528817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/06/stroke-of-noise.html' title='Stroke of noise'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sin3x7VmjyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Gu3jd7gIwHs/s72-c/IMG_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3685054786211766930</id><published>2009-05-30T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:46:10.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='select photos'/><title type='text'>Photo display 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF_PoYkUI/AAAAAAAAARA/9u97Az4GKvI/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341627585868108098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF_PoYkUI/AAAAAAAAARA/9u97Az4GKvI/s320/DSC02981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF-bNTYYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yWzQI8il6_k/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341627571795878274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF-bNTYYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yWzQI8il6_k/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF-ElfMNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DjnSh9t1M4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341627565723300050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF-ElfMNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DjnSh9t1M4Y/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF90gEa_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/HWx9-L3URNg/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341627561405606898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF90gEa_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/HWx9-L3URNg/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3685054786211766930?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3685054786211766930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3685054786211766930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3685054786211766930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3685054786211766930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-display-1.html' title='Photo display 1'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SiFF_PoYkUI/AAAAAAAAARA/9u97Az4GKvI/s72-c/DSC02981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8061739493312946157</id><published>2009-05-27T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:25:19.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work</title><content type='html'>YES. I finally passed my Basic Theory driving test after, 1 try. I was kinda nervous because I had a small doubt about 2 of the questions. Dumb answers, so close in their meanings. Next stop: Advanced Theory Test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I had a Simulation test today. 3 of us got different answers from the whole class. LOL. Hope we're right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently went for the SPTC FOC, and, sad to say, it was kind of dull. The groups were all bored and some were totally uninterested in the camp. The group cohesion was good though. I feel that what the camp lacked was cheers and songs. Every NPCC camp I went to was filled with weird cheers, songs, skits. Totally enjoyable. There were some fun parts in the camp but, still it wasn't the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta hurry and take more pictures. There's alot more work to be done for Digital Imaging.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8061739493312946157?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8061739493312946157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8061739493312946157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8061739493312946157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8061739493312946157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-work.html' title='Work work'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4783093054559563050</id><published>2009-05-17T09:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:20:43.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot and get sick later</title><content type='html'>This update is what you requested, Benedict. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a hectic week because I was sick. And I still am ten percent sick. It feels very annoying to be sick like this because I can't study like I usually can, or play tennis right. Thank God I'm on the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been snapping photos of everything around me because of my GEM Digital Imaging. Currently, I can't hold a candle against Darryl's better skills at using the digital camera.Here's some of my better shots: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3S-M6eI/AAAAAAAAAQg/QH_DzLnZ76c/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336611477280057826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3S-M6eI/AAAAAAAAAQg/QH_DzLnZ76c/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3Ubu06I/AAAAAAAAAQY/l8B3C05PaOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3Ubu06I/AAAAAAAAAQY/l8B3C05PaOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336611477672350626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3Ubu06I/AAAAAAAAAQY/l8B3C05PaOQ/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4783093054559563050?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4783093054559563050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4783093054559563050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4783093054559563050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4783093054559563050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoot-and-get-sick-later.html' title='Shoot and get sick later'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sg9z3S-M6eI/AAAAAAAAAQg/QH_DzLnZ76c/s72-c/IMG_0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2323154049237864237</id><published>2009-05-07T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:00:37.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi Go Pal</title><content type='html'>Its the night of the 2nd last day of the week, and I'm just listening to music. I had a tennis session yesterday, and it was totally uninspired. Everything I hit was so lousy and weird! Damn, I feel like I really need a coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, school is going nowhere. I understand nothing. Absolutely nothing. Except for little bits and pieces. My tests are probably gonna be like that too, if i keep this up. But the worst thing is that, there's this lecturer who teaches APP(Aircraft Power Plants) who punctuates his sentences with extremely heavy indian accent and speaks incredibly softly even in front of a noisy class. I don't know how I'm going to get any knowledge from him. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2323154049237864237?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2323154049237864237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2323154049237864237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2323154049237864237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2323154049237864237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/05/chi-go-pal.html' title='Chi Go Pal'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8738765771720320017</id><published>2009-04-19T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:51:26.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm Before the Storm</title><content type='html'>This is it. This is the calm before the storm of the oncoming semester. This storm is made out of lecturers and classrooms, pens and pencils, swords and spears! Okay, maybe not swords and spears, but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my third year in Singapore Polytechnic, and it's become very interesting. This is the FYP year and I'm pretty sure its gonna be a heckuva ride. Tennis sessions will probably become less and less common. I really hope I still have time for it though. The CCA drive will probably be held soon after the school term starts, and I hope that more people will join the tennis club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to be stronger in tennis all this while. But is there only so much road I can cover as an average person? Without a coach, is this there only so much I can accomplish? If possible, I really would want to get a coach during the next holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vamos Rafa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mighty Federer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8738765771720320017?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8738765771720320017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8738765771720320017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8738765771720320017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8738765771720320017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/04/calm-before-storm.html' title='Calm Before the Storm'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8607267958933484584</id><published>2009-04-11T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:46:34.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Passion</title><content type='html'>I spent Good Friday at Kenric's house. He's my cell member. And we rocked the house, literally. We played Guitar Hero! It was cool with everyone else playing too. There were drums, the bass, electric guitar and microphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny. I didn't know the lyrics or the tune to the song we were playing and I was on vocals at the time! I just had to match the pitch, so I just went 'lalalalaaaaaaaaa lalalaaaa'. It was embarrassing! Haha. Later, Kenric's sister I think, came to show us her skills in using the electric guitar(the most difficult instrument of the 4). She was unstoppable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a day of tennis again. And it was uninspired. Everything I hit was just, poor. I keep trying my best, to do my best, and learn more. So that I can become better. I have this passion for tennis, but nothing to build it on! Dear God, please send a coach my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8607267958933484584?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8607267958933484584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8607267958933484584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8607267958933484584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8607267958933484584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/04/rock-passion.html' title='Rock Passion'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7355049429864410934</id><published>2009-04-07T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:57:57.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Been a long while since I've posted about my life. I just bathed after I came home from a tiring day of attachment. Speaking of which, Liyi came to SP today to self-certify her laptop, along with her friend, so-called 'carrot'. And I was nice enough to bring her to MacDonald's to grab a bite even though I was working. But it was also 'nice' of her to tempt me with the food she bought. Ugh. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigdreamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/steve-jobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://www.thebigdreamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/steve-jobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently watched the Steve Jobs' keynote on the iPhone and I am convinced that it is the best thing on earth. I really want one now! It must be due to his RDF(Reality Distortion Field), which is Steve Jobs' ability to 'convince people to believe almost anything with a mix of charm, charisma, bluster, exaggeration, and marketing.' - Quote from wikipedia(&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reality_distortion_field"&gt;RDF&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted an iPhone anyway. Haha. Now the wanting is compounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sds6hjty2OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/U2DExk9pU_8/s1600-h/2009_04_03_smash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321911732865784034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sds6hjty2OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/U2DExk9pU_8/s200/2009_04_03_smash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Roger Federer has lost his prime already. Totally. He recently lost his semifinal match against Djokovic in the Miami Masters Sony Ericsson Tournament. A frustrated TMF even smashed his racket when his missed a forehand in the third set. The usually calm and composed champion showing a moment of anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another shocker of the tournament was the quarter-final match between Rafael Nadal(1) and Juan Martin Del Potro(6). Nadal lost the first set, crawled back in the second, but lost the tie-breaker 7-3 in the final set. Del Potro raised the level of the game and seemed to outlast Nadal's seemingless endless stamina. At 3-3 in the tie-break, the 2 ended a 30 shot long rally, complete with lobs and net charges, with a blazing forehand down the line. The spaniard seemed to run out of ideas and Del Potro quickly ended it before long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy Murray played Djokovic in the final and, man, was it a fine final. Andy took the match, 6-2 7-5. Both players played extremely well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7355049429864410934?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7355049429864410934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7355049429864410934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7355049429864410934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7355049429864410934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sds6hjty2OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/U2DExk9pU_8/s72-c/2009_04_03_smash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4750192804485760878</id><published>2009-04-06T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:59:34.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decode - Paramore</title><content type='html'>I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FIwPxUqSCKY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FIwPxUqSCKY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it totally fits the Twilight movie. It harbours a sense of foreboding, enticing mystery, and gloom. I makes me feel like the misty cloud bank in the movie, as well as a myriad of other 'emo' emotions. Call me emo if you like, but I think that this song is anything but emo. Hayley Williams rocks! That's the red head in the MV. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4750192804485760878?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4750192804485760878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4750192804485760878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4750192804485760878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4750192804485760878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/04/decode-paramore.html' title='Decode - Paramore'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2799444475456612231</id><published>2009-03-18T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:18:16.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talented accuracy</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to blog for the past 2 weeks, but I've been procrastinating. Again. Actually, I don't think its all because of the procrastinating. Last week, I had CNC milling training at Mazak. It was a fun time, really. I saw the whole production line for the CNC machine, and the place where its created. I truly saw the true capability of the Mazak machine and its accuracy of 10 microns. Very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that some things in this world are only attainable through talent? Tennis ATP number 1; admission to university; Olympic gold medal; Nobel Prize; Oscar Award; Hole-in-ones; 4.0 gpas? Do you have to have an impossibly huge amount of talent and ability to make these things happen? Even hard work is a factor of talent. The talent to unleash an immeasurable focus on the tasks at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying goes, "Everyone is good at something. No one is good at everything." I think they left out-"That something might actually be useless."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2799444475456612231?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2799444475456612231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2799444475456612231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2799444475456612231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2799444475456612231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/03/talented-accuracy.html' title='Talented accuracy'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8461911222069823305</id><published>2009-03-03T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:17:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITP with my girlfriend in Dubai</title><content type='html'>It's been a long day. I've been re-attached to a new job for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ITP&lt;/span&gt;. Its an in-house attachment. Which means I'll be staying in school. Don't think it'd be nice to reveal too many details, but lets say its quite okay so far. The only thorn in the bed of roses is the startling realization of how long 7 weeks of this is going to be. My head is just crying out, "I want my holidays! NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad they're not gonna come anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;World No. 2 Novak Djokovic&lt;/span&gt; recently won the Dubai Tennis Championships. He beat David Ferrer in straight sets in the final. But I think his celebration looked weird. He just knelt down in front of the audience and opened his arms wide. I thought he'd just keep pointing and pointing and pointing at himself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Me me me me me me me me me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sa0oS-c1SpI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z65OPjNUC7Y/s1600-h/09_afinalt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308943842206370450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sa0oS-c1SpI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z65OPjNUC7Y/s200/09_afinalt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;barclaysdubaitennischampionships&lt;/span&gt;.com. See that trophy? Its a sailboat. Now why would a Tennis trophy be moulded in the form of a sailboat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, I think I should get a girlfriend. I don't know exactly why, but I think I have some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I think that I'm too lonely all the time. Sure I have friends, but they have their friends, and girl/boyfriends. And they can't be spending all their precious time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think that having a girlfriend will make me a more loving person. Not that I'm all for hate, but I am more wary and cautious about people nowadays. God, help me to learn to trust people and love them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that this is entirely a joke. Haha. Lets face it. Who doesn't want to be with someone they're comfortable and happy with? Not that I found that person yet(even if I did I wouldn't be announcing it on this public blog, heh), but I think I want to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so please fill up an application form and put it in my mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8461911222069823305?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8461911222069823305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8461911222069823305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8461911222069823305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8461911222069823305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/03/itp-with-my-girlfriend-in-dubai.html' title='ITP with my girlfriend in Dubai'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Sa0oS-c1SpI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z65OPjNUC7Y/s72-c/09_afinalt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6540822298316475083</id><published>2009-03-01T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:46:07.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small update</title><content type='html'>Went to the SPTC camp yesterday. It was quite fun, I guess. We played frisbee, captain's ball, and, of course, tennis. But, due to the rain, we had to put off some activities. We were also very tired from those three sports. I was cramping all over the place too. We celebrated Josephine and Ming Jun's birthday! With teeny weency cakes which Huijun and Yufang went to get. Come on, it was beyond obvious. Mingjun surely knew, but I think my blur banana friend didn't realize anything was wrong. Haha. Wasn't thinking what I was thinking! Tsk tsk. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITP starts tomorrow. Dawn of a new beginning. I really hope it won't be a very tedious job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6540822298316475083?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6540822298316475083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6540822298316475083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6540822298316475083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6540822298316475083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/03/small-update.html' title='Small update'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8207077156321595385</id><published>2009-02-26T19:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:42:30.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APPreciation</title><content type='html'>Its finally all over! After today at 11pm, my mind finally had the capacity to slack. Finally, after such a long time. I've just been holding back for tennis all this time and I'm about to unleash it on saturday! There's a tennis camp on saturday, and I wish we could just play tennis ONLY, but I guess the others would like something different for a change. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's exam(Aircraft Power Plants) wasn't too bad, but it still left some things to be desired. I found one wrong MCQ(2 marks), one undrawn fuel injector(2 marks), and an unmentioned factor(1 mark). I really hope this goes according to plan, because I'm looking forward to a more satisfying GPA result this semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone's just happy that the exams are over. IwannaplaytennisIwannaplaytennisIwannaplaytennisIwannaplaytennisIwannaplaytennis. I've gone mad, really. If anything could cure my illness now, it'd be tennis. Oh, yeah, and I'm ill. Some sort. Always feel nauseous, and stomach discomfort. No, I'm not having a baby. Don't you think I'd have noticed flushing it down the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, during evening time, there was this really long streched out rainbow in front of my home! Lemme show you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SaZ9_X-60yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ELkQftxqYfc/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307067738625856290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SaZ9_X-60yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ELkQftxqYfc/s200/DSC02600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty sight huh? Its really looks larger if you were there to see it on the spot. It was kinda symbolic. Since I was rushing like crazy for the APP exam, and God told me with this that it was all going to be okay. Even if the rain soaks you to the bone, the rainbow is there to warm you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I couldn't see any pot of gold on that building where the rainbow ended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8207077156321595385?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8207077156321595385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8207077156321595385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8207077156321595385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8207077156321595385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/appreciation.html' title='APPreciation'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SaZ9_X-60yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ELkQftxqYfc/s72-c/DSC02600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5278480831798441927</id><published>2009-02-19T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:40:18.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No miracles. Just You</title><content type='html'>The first exam is over. Linear equations And Vectors. Finally, an exam that I know I won't fail. God help me. My previous exams have been horrible. Meaning my previous term and my 2nd term. I knew my 2nd term was a disaster, so I set out to right it in my previous term. But it wasn't enough. I gave it my all, and still it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I don't need you to make a miracle. I just want to know that you're there, watching over me. Whatever happens I will be praising you, now and forever. And thanks for the friends. They are the best in the world. I would be in a lot of trouble without them. Dear God this is my blog prayer. Help me listen out for you and pray more. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5278480831798441927?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5278480831798441927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5278480831798441927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5278480831798441927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5278480831798441927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-miracles-just-you.html' title='No miracles. Just You'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6013900189253452669</id><published>2009-02-11T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:16:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days</title><content type='html'>I was rifting through some old chat archives for fun, and the same old disappointing things surfaced again. No, its not about girlfriends or anything like that. I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets say one of your friends, who you know is a great friend of yours, just leaves you one day? I'm not talking about dying. I'm saying that this great friend of yours just breaks off all contact with you. MSN, telephone, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep wondering, what went wrong. Maybe I didn't see it, and I know, I shouldn't or would be hard to be forgiven for not seeing it. Whatever the reason, I'm sure it was a good one. And after all this time, I'm just not enough of a good friend to pursue the reason. Just too shy, and too afraid of going through rough patches. I remember you were the only one who gave me a present in school on my birthday. I still have it, and I thank you for that. I'll continue to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess a short post should be appropriate for an abruptly ended friendship. I am not angry at all, just can't really say much now. I don't know what to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, from now on, if we meet on the street, we'll just see each other as strangers. I'll never have known you, and we'll just know each other all over. I hope that moment comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6013900189253452669?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6013900189253452669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6013900189253452669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6013900189253452669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6013900189253452669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6611192565220026825</id><published>2009-02-06T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:31:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The adventure of an aeronautical student</title><content type='html'>Once again, its the time of exams and tests. Yeah, its that time of the year again. Semester, rather. And after these exams and tests, I'll be having my attachment! I can't say I'm all excited about it. I'm rather comprehensive about it, because I've never done it and I still have no idea where I'm going to be sent to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, today was the APP(Aircraft Power Plants) practical, and it was refreshing. Literally! We went to the aircraft engine at the back of the lab and our 'go home' teacher(because his answer to our laziness was "go home ah") started the engine. We had our ear-plugs on, of course. And it was deafening! If I wasn't awed by the coolness of an aircraft engine then, I am now! Its incredible to think that an aircraft is made up of all these small parts, from the starter motor to the over-running clutch, and they're all put together to create this suction that will lift a plane into the air and sustain its flight! There are just so many parts in this amazing contraption!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, I went to play tennis for the last time in this month. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6611192565220026825?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6611192565220026825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6611192565220026825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6611192565220026825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6611192565220026825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventure-of-aeronautical-student.html' title='The adventure of an aeronautical student'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3666574790191435466</id><published>2009-02-02T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:35:47.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Australian Open Final Champion Rafael Nadal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYcDxb3CUuI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MVA0jmrb3jU/s1600-h/2008696294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298207634451747554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYcDxb3CUuI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MVA0jmrb3jU/s200/2008696294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the forehand of Roger Federer was called out, one part of Rod Laver Arena cheered in joy, while the other sounded subdued. Nadal fell to the ground as if the waterfalls of relief cascaded onto him. He jumped up and jogged to the net where his beaten rival was already at, waiting to shake the hand of his achilles heel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was, all-in-all, an exciting final. Both players firing winners from every part of the court imaginable. Federer was brilliant, but Nadal was almost a demi-god. Federer didn't lose the match, but rather, Nadal won it from him. At the prize presentation, Roger couldn't take anymore and broke down in tears, his disappointment the cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love this game ... It means the world to me, so it hurts when you lose. I had many chances. I missed them and they cost me dearly. It was a tough match. I don't think I served particularly well, unfortunately. I think that was the key to the match in the end." - Federer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The swiss had only a 52% first serve, a weapon that was so important in his semi-final match against Roddick. His demise ultimately also came in the form of 64 unforced errors and 6 double faults. 71 winners just weren't enough against Nadal's endurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are disappointed, shocked and sad then it overwhelms you. You can't go to the locker-room and take a cold shower. You are stuck out there. It is tough." - Federer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYcDxRec2fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/F_4hKR9hV1w/s1600-h/2008696303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298207631664273906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYcDxRec2fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/F_4hKR9hV1w/s200/2008696303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After regaining his composure, he addressed the crowd with these words. It was tough seeing my inspiration in tears, but I still support him. Before the final, Nadal has never faced or beaten Roger on a hard court, but now he has done both. With Nadal winning 5 out of 7 of his Grand Slam finals against Roger, the latter has definitely a mental block against Nadal already. I really hope he rises up again someday, and takes the number one spot again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll surely be expecting another Federer-Nadal final again in the French Open. Maybe then can the "Fed express" redeem himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3666574790191435466?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3666574790191435466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3666574790191435466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3666574790191435466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3666574790191435466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009-australian-open-final-champion.html' title='2009 Australian Open Final Champion Rafael Nadal'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYcDxb3CUuI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MVA0jmrb3jU/s72-c/2008696294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4396432076108678914</id><published>2009-02-01T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:44:39.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>2009 Australian Open Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYVRabLeRUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_ZXhaWyv3EE/s1600-h/fednadal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297730051085583682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYVRabLeRUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_ZXhaWyv3EE/s200/fednadal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2009 Australian Open has reached a most precendented final match. This match will once again pit Federer, the master of precision, against his nemesis, Nadal, the matador of spin. It begins at 4.30pm this afternoon at the Rod Laver arena, and its gonna be packed to the brim. The score is 12-6 to Nadal in their head-to-head matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Federer revived and healed from losing Wimbledon 2009? Will Nadal carry on his streak of beating Federer and prevent him from achieving his 14th Grand Slam title? Tune in to find out! I'll surely be supporting Federer, but no matter who wins, it'll surely be a damn great match to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4396432076108678914?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4396432076108678914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4396432076108678914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4396432076108678914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4396432076108678914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009-australian-open-final.html' title='2009 Australian Open Final'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SYVRabLeRUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_ZXhaWyv3EE/s72-c/fednadal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8317357460891209591</id><published>2009-01-27T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:47:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SX8d19O6RnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lZI6oaHJij8/s1600-h/2009_01_20_pg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984499618367090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SX8d19O6RnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lZI6oaHJij8/s200/2009_01_20_pg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess its time for an update since its Chinese New Year! For the past 2 days I've been visiting relatives with my family. That means my parents, grandparents, uncle and brother. For the first day we visited 3 relatives. I collected alot of ang baos. Its probably the usual amount, but its ok. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andy Roddick serving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like about Chinese New Year now, is that the Australian Open is on-going! And about an hour ago I witnessed Federer thrashing his latest opponent, Juan Martin Del Potro, 6-3, 6-0, 6-0!!! Which means he never lost a game for 12 games!!! Insane. Heh. Anyway, I think that Roddick is playing much better, now that he has a new coach. His game has become better, winning against Djokovic, although it was a default. He's certainly someone to keep an eye on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for Roddick he's playing Federer in the Semi-finals. He has a startling record of matches he lost against him. Its 15-2. Its gonna be a blazing Federer against a mystery Roddick, since he hasn't really fought any difficult battles in the Australian Open yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and Happy Chinese New Year to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8317357460891209591?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8317357460891209591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8317357460891209591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8317357460891209591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8317357460891209591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='Chinese New Year 2009'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SX8d19O6RnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lZI6oaHJij8/s72-c/2009_01_20_pg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3026353881925056478</id><published>2009-01-05T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:11:05.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first of many</title><content type='html'>This is my first post of 2009. And as such, it should be long. But, I'm really too lazy to write so much about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first. I'm not very satisfied with how my tennis skills are developing. My backhand's turned into my bad-hand. Timing is so important in my single-backhanded stroke! Just one wrong move, and the ball goes where IT wants to go. Sometimes, it works perfectly, like when my timing and focus is entirely coordinated. And my game is entirely attack-oriented now. Every chance I get, I just whack the ball. While it may scare the opponent into submission, not everything I hit goes where I want it to go. Again, its that trajectory problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got annoyed by some feller, stopping here. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3026353881925056478?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3026353881925056478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3026353881925056478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3026353881925056478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3026353881925056478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-of-many.html' title='The first of many'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8698128366928853397</id><published>2008-12-28T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:51:02.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's the last day of the school vacation. Actually its the last night. I'm just preparing myself mentally for the journey ahead. And also remembering all the things that happened in this year. I'm just happy I made it past this year with a forgiving amount of injuries, mentally, academically and physically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Year 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not been a forgiving year. I feel like I've not drawn any closer to God. The next year will be a new start, both spiritually and mentally. Ever since I've entered Poly, I don't think that I have been doing well for my exams. I have my excuses, and they are good excuses, but the universe isn't a fair. Other than in your mindset, results truly matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I've met new people and I've seen my friends change. My shy nature doesn't always fly well with others. Some people whom I've met at the tennis courts, I feel, find me weird. I guess and hope its just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SVduRe3j-PI/AAAAAAAAANY/fIYq4g1xpYI/s1600-h/19804_Switzerland_Tennis_Davis_Cup__sff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284813934365505778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SVduRe3j-PI/AAAAAAAAANY/fIYq4g1xpYI/s200/19804_Switzerland_Tennis_Davis_Cup__sff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this year especially, I was so into tennis. I think I can tell you that I've seen nearly every video on youtube concerning Roger Federer. I haven't told this to many people, but he's my inspiration for playing tennis. His playing style is powerful and precise, yet is hidden under a veil of hard practice and graceful personal style. Tennis players would know what I'm talking about. And about all those arguments about who's the better player this year, Nadal or Federer, I'll say Nadal. He is a formidable player, and even stole Wimbledon from Federer this year. But I hope Federer will rise up again in 2009 and renew his number one streak, starting with the Australian Open!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I've not finished some of my homework. I should be doing it now, but I still have some time left, later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8698128366928853397?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8698128366928853397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8698128366928853397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8698128366928853397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8698128366928853397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008.html' title='Goodbye 2008'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SVduRe3j-PI/AAAAAAAAANY/fIYq4g1xpYI/s72-c/19804_Switzerland_Tennis_Davis_Cup__sff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3245578787062360839</id><published>2008-12-27T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:50:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn of a new ache</title><content type='html'>School is starting, ahhhhhh! What to do, what to do? So many things left to do! Actually, that's not really true. Just some things not yet done, and I'm sorta lazy to finish them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go finish them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me with my ridiculously easy mechanics MCQ, Benedict! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3245578787062360839?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3245578787062360839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3245578787062360839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3245578787062360839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3245578787062360839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/dawn-of-new-ache.html' title='Dawn of a new ache'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1506608050117185237</id><published>2008-12-25T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:22:54.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>This is incredible. I play tennis twice a week, and they say its a lot??? I finally find a sport that I like and that you approve of, and now you're putting me down? You say it gets in the way of other more important things, and distracts me, but it doesn't! Its just a way of letting lose, and trying to achieve something other than good academic results! Whatever I do, all you want me to do is the minimal, except for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't play tennis on saturdays or sundays. That's 2 days off the 7 days I have in a week. And I pick 2 days as far from each other as possible to play! If you say I'm stressing myself out, that's not possible, and I'm not that weak! I want to be number one in the world of tennis, but that's impossible, I know that. Let me go for some competitions without you telling me that its useless. I know its useless for life in Singapore, but let me do it! I want to play tennis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1506608050117185237?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1506608050117185237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1506608050117185237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1506608050117185237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1506608050117185237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6809428536763952670</id><published>2008-12-24T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:02:47.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Right now, it's 2pm on Christmas Eve. The house is quiet. Well, MORE quiet than usual. It was raining the whole morning. The air is still cold and crisp. The sun still hidden by the grey, ever-present sky. Alright, lets not get carried away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6809428536763952670?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6809428536763952670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6809428536763952670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6809428536763952670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6809428536763952670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6507873557429738552</id><published>2008-12-11T11:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:39:44.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I want for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Anybody wanna take up the task of fulfulling my deepest, most earnest, materialistic, well-thought-out wishes? ............................................&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think so... Well, Christmas is about hope, right? I can keep hoping can't I? I love that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;List&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ipod TOUCH. I need a music player that doesn't skip like my walkman phone does. SO ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUCQbSNQvcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Un-Ckr4yThw/s1600-h/ipodtouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278377561696550338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUCQbSNQvcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Un-Ckr4yThw/s200/ipodtouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YUI - My Short Stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Short Stories is YUI's latest album. It has all her singles and a new one called 'I'll Be'. Its one of the songs I posted a few posts back. "I'll be, kimi no koto...." Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUCR5AMW01I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5BgZVjP-0YM/s1600-h/Image18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379171768619858" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUCR5AMW01I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5BgZVjP-0YM/s200/Image18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Tennis Gear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUntQLaRe-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/nli43wnbBSM/s1600-h/KPT95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281012900265294818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUntQLaRe-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/nli43wnbBSM/s200/KPT95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a. Kfactor Kpro Tour tennis racket (left)&lt;br /&gt;b. Adidas Barricade V (bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUnuayr4rDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-GRhKuwnDOs/s1600-h/AB5WBS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281014182118468658" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUnuayr4rDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-GRhKuwnDOs/s200/AB5WBS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS very well-thought out, this list, isn't it? Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6507873557429738552?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6507873557429738552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6507873557429738552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6507873557429738552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6507873557429738552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='Things I want for Christmas!'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SUCQbSNQvcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Un-Ckr4yThw/s72-c/ipodtouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4851609478351914320</id><published>2008-12-02T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:52:06.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>Life is just great. My computer just died and came back as a baby. And my tests are a total mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4851609478351914320?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4851609478351914320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4851609478351914320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4851609478351914320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4851609478351914320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/12/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4986371551552056390</id><published>2008-11-22T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:03:07.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests, tests, tests</title><content type='html'>I've got tests coming up soon, so I won't be updating much for the next 2 weeks. See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4986371551552056390?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4986371551552056390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4986371551552056390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4986371551552056390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4986371551552056390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/11/tests-tests-tests.html' title='Tests, tests, tests'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7551425911154351985</id><published>2008-11-20T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:14:45.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>I was blog hopping a moment ago, when the thought of posting something popped up in my head. The topic of acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we crave acceptance? From our friends, family, peers, superiors? Why do we want to know whether our friends see us as their type, or as a stranger? Why do we want to know what this boy/girl, whom we secretly admire, thinks of us? Why do we try to get our parents to think from our (teenagers) point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its self-evident that no one wants to be left alone. With acceptance, we are given exclusive rights to benefits. Friends' company, girlfriend/boyfriend, superior's favour. It may not be very obvious in a circle of friends, but it is easy to identify in some secret admirer's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sigh, I don't know if i should tell her about my feelings. What does she even think of me? What if she &lt;u&gt;rejects&lt;/u&gt; me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so important, acceptance, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta swing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7551425911154351985?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7551425911154351985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7551425911154351985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7551425911154351985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7551425911154351985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/11/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4026036134737669599</id><published>2008-11-16T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:20:46.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Industrious cut</title><content type='html'>I really think I don't look good. Seriously. And I'm not the kinda person who puts up his/her own picture and says, "So ugly." I don't have that sort of time on my hands. I'm not good looking, period. Kind of a pessimistic statement, don't you think? But, its true! 9 and a half in 10 people won't even consider me to be model material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I haven't even ever thought about being a celebrity. Until now. Heh. Its kinda cool, yet somewhat embarrassing to see yourself on tv right? Anyway, its so difficult to become a male model. You can't just have abs, you gotta have the right proportion of abs! And also a face that can kill. I have a face that can induce a coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, think twice about going into the model industry. You may have some attractive attributes, but people will always like to find out what makes you tick and, ultimately, your not so attractive attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I got a hair-cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4026036134737669599?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4026036134737669599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4026036134737669599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4026036134737669599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4026036134737669599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/11/industrious-cut.html' title='Industrious cut'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5718158560820504666</id><published>2008-11-12T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:31:53.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colday</title><content type='html'>Today was a day of ice. I started a few days ago, I think. The monsoon season will be, if not, is already upon us. Going out with anything less than trousers is inviting the the cold to shiver your whole body. Man I'm still freezing now. Gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5718158560820504666?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5718158560820504666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5718158560820504666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5718158560820504666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5718158560820504666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/11/colday.html' title='Colday'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6283606189226688867</id><published>2008-10-27T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:03:34.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YUI'/><title type='text'>YUI - I'll Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4ol_XBDR2c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4ol_XBDR2c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be kimi no koto&lt;br /&gt;Omoi dashite itanda&lt;br /&gt;Tabidachi wo kimetanda ne&lt;br /&gt;Together itsu datte ouen shiteru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshi kujikesou ni nattara nee&lt;br /&gt;Heya ni komotteru dake ja dame sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machi wo aruite&lt;br /&gt;Kyou no you na&lt;br /&gt;Kimochi torimodoshite Oh Baby Try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nando datte “Play You”&lt;br /&gt;Yaru shika nain dakara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be kimi iro ni&lt;br /&gt;Nuri kaete yukeba ii&lt;br /&gt;Mayou koto mo sorya aru kedo sa&lt;br /&gt;Together itsu datte ouen shiteru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshi kodoku ni makesou nara nee&lt;br /&gt;Suki na uta wo kiite mite hoshii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hito gomi ni&lt;br /&gt;Magiretatte&lt;br /&gt;Mitsuke daseru kara Oh Baby Try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egao tte “Play You”&lt;br /&gt;Chikara ni narun dakara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be kimi no koto&lt;br /&gt;Omoi dashite itanda&lt;br /&gt;Tabidachi wo kimetanda ne&lt;br /&gt;Together itsu datte ouen shiteru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsuka dareka wo sotto&lt;br /&gt;Aishite yuku toki&lt;br /&gt;Mamoreru yuuki wo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no naka ni sodatete yukun da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be sasai na shitsubou wo&lt;br /&gt;Kurikaesu tabi ni kitto&lt;br /&gt;Yasashisa ni fureaeru&lt;br /&gt;Jinsei wa suteta mon ja nai rashii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be kimi iro ni&lt;br /&gt;Nuri kaete yukeba ii&lt;br /&gt;Mayou koto mo sorya aru kedo sa&lt;br /&gt;Together itsu datte ouen shiteru yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6283606189226688867?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6283606189226688867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6283606189226688867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6283606189226688867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6283606189226688867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/10/yui-ill-be.html' title='YUI - I&apos;ll Be'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2426860859107532793</id><published>2008-10-26T09:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:07:08.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Backhand</title><content type='html'>Backhand backhand backhand backhand backhand backhand backhand.... Why are you so stubborn, backhand???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2426860859107532793?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2426860859107532793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2426860859107532793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2426860859107532793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2426860859107532793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/10/backhand.html' title='Backhand'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2549248149914042169</id><published>2008-10-21T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:26:21.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death and GEMs</title><content type='html'>Oh man, there's GEMs tomorrow and I hate it! My GEM is Financial Management for Engineers. I really, really hate business modules. I hate accounting and stuff like that. Its so incredibly boring! At least math is the language of science! And science, is cool! Business is boring and super tough. Imagine every morning you go to look at numbers at work. Wow. Talk about bringing your classrooms to life. Try that with business modules, you get nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that John's there with me to talk cock, sing song. If he wasn't there, I think I would've just killed myself after the first lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2549248149914042169?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2549248149914042169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2549248149914042169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2549248149914042169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2549248149914042169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/10/death-and-gems.html' title='Death and GEMs'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1472374950519385115</id><published>2008-10-17T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:24:31.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week</title><content type='html'>See? I always post when I'm sick. Its like an unwritten rule in my head - "post when sick". Anyway, let me tell you what the first week of school was like. Its was like, bad. Haha. I'm still slacking all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are also still playing basketball during the free time between lessons. I played tennis today and on wednesday. Actually, I started to feel sick last night. My stomach was so queasy I thought I was going to roll up into a ball and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still went to play more tennis today! So dumb! But I had fun. Jun Xian and Carvin came to play. Their ITP(Industrial Training Programme) was finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, they didn't have time to play during the holidays. Poor guys. Played a doubles match with them. Me and Jun Xian against Carvin and Kelvin. We won 6-2! Not bad. But I still feel like crap. Backhand still sucks like hell though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1472374950519385115?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1472374950519385115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1472374950519385115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1472374950519385115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1472374950519385115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-week.html' title='First week'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7948845473756572477</id><published>2008-10-04T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:32:18.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Tan-nis</title><content type='html'>Lots of things have been happening, guys! Well, its mostly about SPTC(SP Tennis Club). Went for tennis sessions 3 times this week! I can't say I'm improving. My serve is getting better, but my backhand needs revising! Its not consistent! Sometimes I can get a good timing, and hit the ball square on, and create a beautiful shot. But good timing is not that simple! There's the shoulders, and the feet, and court position, and blah blah blah... Gotta work on it! Oh yeah, I almost got sunburned. I'm now darker. Yeah, yeah, go ahead, roll your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... recently there was an SPTC outing. We went out to Suntec and it was chaos and lethargy at the max. We somehow split into 3 groups and roamed the whole of Suntec. We even had Carl's Junior for lunch(one of the groups, that is). Actually the whole thing was intended to be a celebration. It was Yuufang's birthday. So a group of us walked back from Suntec all the way to breadtalk at the City Hall MRT to get the cake. Freaking far. We sure take training seriously(either that, or planning uncarefully). I'm starting to like SPTC more! Funness in tennis. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7948845473756572477?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7948845473756572477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7948845473756572477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7948845473756572477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7948845473756572477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/10/tan-nis.html' title='Tan-nis'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3875771310000720065</id><published>2008-09-26T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:50:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream Notebook</title><content type='html'>I've just recently started a new blog, this time, on dreams. All the dreams that I dreamt since the 23rd of September 2008 have been typed out in this blog. Although sometimes I can't remember some of the dreams, I'll still fill it with parts I can remember. Maybe I can find some recurrences in my dreams 5 years from now! Haha. Check it out - &lt;a href="http://thedream-notebook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Dream Notebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3875771310000720065?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3875771310000720065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3875771310000720065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3875771310000720065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3875771310000720065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream-notebook.html' title='The Dream Notebook'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8124582555404910319</id><published>2008-09-17T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:06:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>Stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8124582555404910319?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8124582555404910319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8124582555404910319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8124582555404910319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8124582555404910319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4060023310608420549</id><published>2008-09-05T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:07:41.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Ultra Great Mega Delicious Long John Silver's</title><content type='html'>That's not a title, that's a lie. A very badly thought up lie. But it still was fun to have lunch at LJS's with the NP people. Time of suanning and shooting. Don't be fooled, our marksmanship has nothing to do with this. Ha. Time of chatting too. Talking about when each other's exams will finish so we can all go out together. We had lunch at Novena Square's LJS's. In the end, we still returned to the Entertainment Centre at TPY. Yes, there is an LJS's there too. Haha. We went back there to shoot some hoops - at the arcade. Well, from there, one by one, everyone left. Except for 3 of us, that is. Haha, pool time! After that, was the time where all of us went home. Except for Benson he had an NPCC meeting. Heh. Oh yeah, check out &lt;a href="http://hks001.blogspot.com/"&gt;Benson's blog&lt;/a&gt; for a taste of what its like to lose a water bottle in plain sight. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4060023310608420549?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4060023310608420549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4060023310608420549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4060023310608420549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4060023310608420549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/09/super-ultra-great-mega-delicious-long.html' title='Super Ultra Great Mega Delicious Long John Silver&apos;s'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3531460620875066912</id><published>2008-08-26T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:02:18.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump the bucket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SLP9ns7oyII/AAAAAAAAAGA/afKej5DAdzA/s1600-h/bucket.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238809650080041090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SLP9ns7oyII/AAAAAAAAAGA/afKej5DAdzA/s200/bucket.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had this dream where my NP buddies and I were given parking tickets for parking our buckets (lemme repeat: BUCKETS) in a car-parking space. And the fine was $9800!!! I began thinking of ways to raise the money and how to explain it to my parents. Then, I woke up. Freakishly weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this other dream where I was in the plains, and I could jump really really high, like 10 storeys high. I was jumping away from something. I don't really know what, but it was kinda like fire? After jumping for a while, it finally stopped when I geared up for another jump, and seemingly fell into my bed, awake (you know that feeling where you seem to drop from a really high place and when you touch the ground and hit the bed instead?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3531460620875066912?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3531460620875066912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3531460620875066912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3531460620875066912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3531460620875066912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/08/jump-bucket.html' title='Jump the bucket'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SLP9ns7oyII/AAAAAAAAAGA/afKej5DAdzA/s72-c/bucket.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5415912751182996431</id><published>2008-08-19T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:49:53.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-secrets 2</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through some older posts of mine and I chanced upon &lt;a href="http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/half-secrets.html"&gt;"Half-secrets"&lt;/a&gt;. You've gotta read it to know what I mean. And, yeah, I think I've sprouted a few more half-secrets over the past year. Now, its right after when this post was made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I STILL wish I can have Spidey's powers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am always trying to imagine how the end of the world will be like, when Jesus comes back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm practising how to write and read and speak Japanese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've not changed my tennis racquet since I bought it a year ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I actually think that I'm better at badminton than tennis. :X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know more than a few magic tricks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think George Bush is not a good president. But I think many people would agree with me on this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a secret ambition to be number one in tennis someday. ~~&lt;em&gt;someday is not a day&lt;/em&gt;~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't get enough of music or music players or tech stuff!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm, hope this brings about a bit of entertainment. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5415912751182996431?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5415912751182996431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5415912751182996431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5415912751182996431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5415912751182996431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/08/half-secrets-2.html' title='Half-secrets 2'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3116811651244622846</id><published>2008-08-07T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:52:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost touching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SJrdh2F-nqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3oEZn8vi-4c/s1600-h/ipodtouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231737490670263970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SJrdh2F-nqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3oEZn8vi-4c/s200/ipodtouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am crazy about music players and cool tech. This ipod touch here is one of those things I always secretly wish for. Its just a crazy beautiful piece of work done by those apple people. With a 3.5 inch widescreen Multi-Touch display, it makes listening to music an even more visual experience. It can play up to 22 hours of music non-stop, and even has Wi-Fi (802.11b/g). It is also wonderfully sleek-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another one of those things. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3116811651244622846?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3116811651244622846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3116811651244622846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3116811651244622846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3116811651244622846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-touching.html' title='Almost touching'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SJrdh2F-nqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3oEZn8vi-4c/s72-c/ipodtouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-9216481099366532816</id><published>2008-08-02T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:07:08.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>N tournament</title><content type='html'>I came, I saw, I probably conquered a little. SP Novice Tennis Tournament! Novice is just another better sounding word for noob though. Novice sounds like its one step above beginner. Its just a small competition between the club members. Nothing spectacular. Hardly spectacular. Nothing close to any major titles. Sounds boring huh. Oh well. Anyway, I entered and came out in 3rd place. Sounds good? Not really. My performance was really bad. Should've done better than I did. Could've been in 1st place instead. But, never mind. Did my best. Won't bore you people with what happened in those stale matches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-9216481099366532816?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/9216481099366532816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=9216481099366532816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9216481099366532816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9216481099366532816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/08/n-tournament.html' title='N tournament'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5529953564941366875</id><published>2008-07-23T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:48:14.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick post</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Why do I always post new posts when I'm sick? Maybe its the notion in my head that says I don't have to do any work while I'm sick. So... I have more time to do the stuff I always think about on the way home but never really remember them altogether. Like posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got a new handphone cover, and I put it on my handphone for 2 weeks or so. The glamour of my phone just disappears behind this protective cover. When I took it off to clean out some dust, I was like, "Wow, is this my handphone?" People who know me know that when I get something new, I treasure it like as if it were the crown jewels from buckingham palace. This time, its no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm down with a fever, flu. Usual stuff. Everything feels like ice though. Water is like my worst enemy right now. Except when I drink it. I have another 2 ulcers which are like, the bane of this sickness, the harbringer of tiredness. They appeared a few days before I got sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I gotta run along. Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5529953564941366875?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5529953564941366875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5529953564941366875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5529953564941366875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5529953564941366875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/07/sick-post.html' title='Sick post'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8338549255762426436</id><published>2008-07-09T21:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:49.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Meryl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAm2HQGgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nm19T3R5T1w/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009641622739458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAm2HQGgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nm19T3R5T1w/s200/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Meryl's birthday! Not even the rain could stop us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain came again, but it didn't bother us! We were just joking&lt;br /&gt;away, and 'suanning' away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's (from left to right) Meryl, Gilbert, Shuqi and Elton's arm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnKUTX2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/6kYzCKw99rE/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009647046188898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnKUTX2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/6kYzCKw99rE/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha. We had our lunch at the Botak Jones a walk away from&lt;br /&gt;Beatty.&lt;br /&gt;Then we left, and headed for some remote void deck to have some&lt;br /&gt;cake. It was the remote void deck where we used to have our NP&lt;br /&gt;de-briefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You see, the difference is not so evident with my photography skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnW_v29I/AAAAAAAAAFg/poAHpxb3b5o/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009650449636306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnW_v29I/AAAAAAAAAFg/poAHpxb3b5o/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake tasted quite nice. Maybe because it was all chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Girl's cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnkv_daI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1WkH4uzLFLg/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009654141646242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAnkv_daI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1WkH4uzLFLg/s200/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't exactly a smile. This is a 'I'm laughing so hard I can't open my eyes' smile. Works the same with Benson too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Girl's smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAn0JkECI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lf9X8Fv2h5o/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221009658275434530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAn0JkECI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lf9X8Fv2h5o/s200/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something I noticed: Shuqi's face is always ready for a shot. So photogenic! She always faces the camera! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I noticed: Benson's face is never ready for a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Girl's candid shot&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8338549255762426436?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8338549255762426436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8338549255762426436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8338549255762426436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8338549255762426436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-meryl.html' title='Happy Birthday Meryl!'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SHTAm2HQGgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nm19T3R5T1w/s72-c/DSC00072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7560332500185807478</id><published>2008-07-08T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:28:25.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Inabstraction</title><content type='html'>I sat there, thinking about what went wrong. It wasn't long before I left the uncomforting cushion of my computer chair and settled for my bed. The thoughts so occupied my mind, the transition felt like it never even happened. My soul was temporarily engulfed by the situation. It was all I could think of. Drifting into sleep, or just spacing out, I heard, could help black out persistent thoughts. Never have my ears been so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone. Someone to hear me out. To hear my side of the story, if there was ever another side. And there 'someone' was, on the black, compact device in my hand. Each passing word displayed on that device, calmed me down like a gushing wound shut tight. The friendly someone on the device was so distant, yet I could imagine her cheery as ever. She was right. Letting go isn't so bad. God above, I think, smiled and approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Excerpts from my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7560332500185807478?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7560332500185807478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7560332500185807478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7560332500185807478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7560332500185807478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/07/inabstraction.html' title='Inabstraction'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2578909321301587948</id><published>2008-06-21T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:07:08.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Funny Tennis Commercials</title><content type='html'>Remember Nintendo Gameboy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UfGpt-0ncc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UfGpt-0ncc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/avgln9MZOzw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/avgln9MZOzw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genes make the man..... boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZ5nKykUt2w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZ5nKykUt2w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried that with my racket. Now I need to get a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy must be on steroids, or his racket is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LBXtHsZO0w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LBXtHsZO0w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God plays tennis?! I wanna play him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dyl3YQKGxo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dyl3YQKGxo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no time-outs in tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9wU5J161uz4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9wU5J161uz4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great books. Almost real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSqMX0lw_j0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSqMX0lw_j0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder everyone catches the last part of women's tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yx5ZKZY8jX0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yx5ZKZY8jX0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about motivation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3R2suTfxGz0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3R2suTfxGz0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2578909321301587948?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2578909321301587948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2578909321301587948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2578909321301587948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2578909321301587948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-tennis-commercials.html' title='Funny Tennis Commercials'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5046619495472064685</id><published>2008-06-19T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:22:11.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're thinking: UPDATE MORE LA!</title><content type='html'>No inspiration la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5046619495472064685?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5046619495472064685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5046619495472064685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5046619495472064685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5046619495472064685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/06/youre-thinking-update-more-la.html' title='You&apos;re thinking: UPDATE MORE LA!'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7972291228209241517</id><published>2008-06-16T20:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First and change</title><content type='html'>I'm back from church camp, and, boy was it tiring. The first night was checking in night. Theme of the camp was the 3 'I's' - Intimacy/Interdependence/Integration. And of course, it was great fun. I went to build sandcastles for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZfMGFM8HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BKZ5Ry8t0Oo/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212458280123428978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZfMGFM8HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BKZ5Ry8t0Oo/s200/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZfMGFM8HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BKZ5Ry8t0Oo/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest sandcastle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZgdUSR_WI/AAAAAAAAAEw/22soSbfT9VY/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212459675505786210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZgdUSR_WI/AAAAAAAAAEw/22soSbfT9VY/s200/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group's sandcastle-see those small things at the right of the picture? They are the army of crabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFpmuAhFXxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nxZNglM1GBM/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592459233550098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFpmuAhFXxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/nxZNglM1GBM/s200/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at the army of crabs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made quite a few friends over there. And some people in church whom I see but don't always talk to I got to know them better. Yeah. Camp seiko! I hope that's how its said. Heh. Thank you, God for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I've finally got a new phone! Its the thin, sleek and metallic W890i! Its more than what I could've ever asked for in a phone! I love how it looks, and its functions are more than enough for me, because its a walkman phone. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFporltoIKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PjfeAEk0UGw/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-w890i-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213594616701919394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFporltoIKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PjfeAEk0UGw/s200/sony-ericsson-w890i-combo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7972291228209241517?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7972291228209241517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7972291228209241517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7972291228209241517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7972291228209241517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-and-change.html' title='First and change'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SFZfMGFM8HI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BKZ5Ry8t0Oo/s72-c/DSC00048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4776932080550626528</id><published>2008-05-26T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:50.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Regularities</title><content type='html'>Hi readers! How have you been? I've been great and I'm sorry for not updating for so long!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's not my style of blogging, no. Heh. Well, its true that my updates are irregular, but now that I'm taking a break at home, I just decided to blog. Thank you all who visit my blog regularly or irregularly. Thanks Shuqi, I've been quite fine, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SDqxhjSiW0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/8VfZnO59T_M/s1600-h/french-open-tennis.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204667509346818882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SDqxhjSiW0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/8VfZnO59T_M/s200/french-open-tennis.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tennis! The thrill of blasting a shot past your opponent is my motivation for this sport. Gets my blood pumping. If you all haven't already realized, I picked up tennis a few months back and I'm on my way to the French Open as we speak. NOT! Heh. I'd kill someone to WATCH the French Open live at the stands. Imagine what I'd do to be IN the French Open. But, alas, I'm not even a thousandth as good as anyone in the French Open. Still a long way to go. Very long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is being a bother, but I'm handling it quite okay. Still learning more and more. And I'm getting more and more intruiged by the complexities of modern-day aircraft. Shall post more when I understand these complexities =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4776932080550626528?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4776932080550626528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4776932080550626528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4776932080550626528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4776932080550626528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/05/open-regularities.html' title='Open Regularities'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SDqxhjSiW0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/8VfZnO59T_M/s72-c/french-open-tennis.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8240770833667890803</id><published>2008-05-15T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:15:57.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fault lines, in my mind</title><content type='html'>A 7.8 magnitude earthquake hit China recently and the death toll hits 15,000, which is expected to rise. An estimated 25,000 people are still believed to be trapped in the rubble. This brings many thoughts to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which is how safe Singapore is compared to other countries. Everywhere else is ravaged by natural disasters, diseases, widespread crime and poverty. I'm glad that God put me in one of the safest and most well-handled countries in the world and I really thank him for that. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought is that, when you see these disaster news on tv, you can't help but for a second, put yourself in the shoes of those victims trapped in the rubble. Even if its only for a second, the thought is spine-chilling. What would you do? Would you give up? Scream till your lungs give out? Or hope beyond hope that you would live to see the light of day again? I read this newspaper headline just today-"To save her life, they had to cut off her legs". Its sudden and shocking how a day in your workplace/school can become the worst day of your life. Brings out the reality of how precious yet fragile life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved Singapore doesn't have a fault line under it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8240770833667890803?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8240770833667890803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8240770833667890803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8240770833667890803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8240770833667890803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/05/fault-lines-in-my-mind.html' title='Fault lines, in my mind'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6453003029721565798</id><published>2008-05-11T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:36:00.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool youtube videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Mom Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The incredible Pete Sampras' air smashes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uw8IV4jqjUI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uw8IV4jqjUI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incredible Pete Sampras and his style of smashing smashes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6453003029721565798?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6453003029721565798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6453003029721565798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6453003029721565798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6453003029721565798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/05/cool-youtube-videos.html' title='Cool youtube videos'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8253492218655964507</id><published>2008-05-05T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:50.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverance of the Samurai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SB8dPbK6nCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yVA0eCtpFUg/s1600-h/TheLastSamurai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196904645837626402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SB8dPbK6nCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yVA0eCtpFUg/s200/TheLastSamurai.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the movie - The Last Samurai last night. It starred Tom Cruise and Ken Watanabe. A very touching, epic and beautiful story about how we should never forget our roots, where we come from. What I feel is that, my roots are my parents. Although I don't say much, I thank God for them because if they had not brought me to church, I wouldn't have known God, and they provide enough for me (though sometimes I tend to think that its because I don't ask for much). And I am thankful, really. But the movie made me think. Because Ken Watanabe's character, Katsumoto, who was the leader of the few remaining people who kept the way of the samurai, was utterly and whole-heartedly devoted to his emperor. In one scene, he knelt down before the emperor and said, "You are my Lord, my King, my emperor. It should be you who gives me advice, for I dare not speak out against you". It is such a thing to revere someone like this. God should be revered like this. I want to fear him, with such passion and intensity, like Katsumoto did with his emperor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8253492218655964507?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8253492218655964507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8253492218655964507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8253492218655964507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8253492218655964507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/05/reverance-of-samurai.html' title='Reverance of the Samurai'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/SB8dPbK6nCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yVA0eCtpFUg/s72-c/TheLastSamurai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2875595955050345988</id><published>2008-04-16T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:06:15.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HumanForSale.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com" title="How much am I worth?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.humanforsale.com/images/stamps2/1699.gif" width=200 height=150 border=0 title="How much are you worth?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;HumanForSale.com - &lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com" title="Fun Quizzes"&gt;Fun Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed height="0" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDgzNTQ3Njk3NTUmcD*xMDkxOTEmZD1IRlMmbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.swf" flashvars="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2875595955050345988?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2875595955050345988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2875595955050345988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2875595955050345988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2875595955050345988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/04/humanforsalecom.html' title='HumanForSale.com'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-9071187561490423009</id><published>2008-04-16T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:27:37.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For update&apos;s sake'/><title type='text'>For update's sake</title><content type='html'>The scores table up to Matt-zero, Life-one. School was from 8am-6pm today. There were only 2 subjects studied today-EM3 and Differential Equations. The lessons ended at 10am! After that, we played basketball. Then had lunch at the over-packed foodcourt 3. Then I went to the soccer courts, played, I mean, lost a bit of soccer matches. Then went for a sort of interview for the SP guitarists club with Nazri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the tennis courts to wait for the Benedict to finish his GEMs before going to the documentary on Cambodia and its land mine victims. My heart goes out to those amputees but I'm really tired out now, so I'll post more later tomorrow. God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-9071187561490423009?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/9071187561490423009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=9071187561490423009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9071187561490423009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9071187561490423009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-updates-sake.html' title='For update&apos;s sake'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5794983317610009428</id><published>2008-04-14T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:58:31.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start and The reason</title><content type='html'>Its the start of school, and I just came back from it. Freshmen are all about the campus, and they aren't giving us a good time. The foodcourts are full up almost all the time. Luckily, I managed to have lunch. That time, Benson and I met Guo Jie on the way to KFC after we found that foodcourt 4 was crawling with people. After that we found that KFC had a queue that tended to infinity and that Pizza Hut wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New teachers! But I kinda forgot one of the two I saw today. Mr. Ganesh, the one whom I remembered, is a nice, friendly teacher. So far. Heh. I hope he'll be real patient with me. Us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually haven't much in mind about what to post about. Everyone in class is still the same as before. The only different thing is that a friend, who was in my class before, switched classes because his grades weren't too good. Its kinda sad. But we'll still get to see him in between lectures since our courses are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many clubs I wanna join, but I made up my mind on which I really wanna see go on during the rest of my polytechnic life. Tennis is going to be part of it, for sure. And so is God. I want him to be the center of my life. Not studies or anything else, but him. He's the reason I live, because we were made to praise Him, designed to praise Him, moulded to praise Him. I'm sorry for those who read this and don't understand me. But I'm not sorry you don't understand me, but I'm sorry, so sorry that you all don't know this wonderful person. My heart goes out to you all. This person doesn't change like the rest of the world. His love never changes and that is SO wonderful. To know His love is so... so... everything I needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5794983317610009428?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5794983317610009428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5794983317610009428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5794983317610009428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5794983317610009428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/04/start-and-reason.html' title='The start and The reason'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5704585467061095897</id><published>2008-04-04T19:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:50.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United'/><title type='text'>The I Heart Revolution: With Hearts As One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R_YSK9WdjQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/X_bq8xAV2Hs/s1600-h/theiheartrevolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185352000440470786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="261" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R_YSK9WdjQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/X_bq8xAV2Hs/s320/theiheartrevolution.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"From rwanda to capetown, buenos aires to mexico city, los angeles to toronto, london to budapest.. shanghai to sydney.. We've recorded almost every united worship service for the last 2 years.. Bottled just some of the moments and put them together for all who'd choose to hear.. The end result is the sound of a generation across the earth singing praise and worship to our God.. The sound of the nations joining as one in the same song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've recorded a double album worth of songs old and new, and I have to say, it's all about the people and the passion of their worship toward God.. It's very live... A little rugged in places, but that's the beauty of it - it's not about "united" or even the songs.. It's about the heart cry of a generation consumed with their Maker..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something special about unity.. Music has the ability to cross borders and break down walls, and when it's purpose is putting voice to our reason for being alive, something powerful happens.. You realise you're a part of something that is happening all over the world; Something much bigger.. Personally I've been so encouraged in my faith just seeing and hearing the global Church declare the praises of God with hearts as one.. No doubt you will be too.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Hillsong United&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5704585467061095897?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5704585467061095897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5704585467061095897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5704585467061095897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5704585467061095897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-heart-revolution-with-hearts-as-one.html' title='The I Heart Revolution: With Hearts As One'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R_YSK9WdjQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/X_bq8xAV2Hs/s72-c/theiheartrevolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4638532089982490423</id><published>2008-03-25T15:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:07:08.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Tennis&gt;Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found these ten reasons why tennis is tougher than basketball. And funnily enough, they're all true. Especially the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; If you miss a shot in tennis, you can't just jump up, grab the ball, and try again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; When's the last time an NCAA basketball player had to make a shot with the sun in his eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; When a tennis player is seeing the ball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; well, he'll say it seems as big as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;grapefruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. How big is a basketball?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; When you get tired in tennis, your coach can't just take you out and put someone else in your place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; How often does a college basketball player have a perfectly good shot blown out of bounds by the wind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; If a basketball player places a shot a little longer than intended, no problem. There's a backboard to make the ball bounce in. No such luck in tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Grand Slam tennis matches commonly go more than three hours. When's the last time you saw a three-hour basketball game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; If you're not making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; shots in basketball, you can just pass the ball to someone who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. No such convenience in tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Tennis players have to contend with a net running right across the middle of the court. I'd like to see how basketball players would cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Tennis balls move at up to 145 m.p.h.. Basketballs top out at around 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4638532089982490423?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4638532089982490423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4638532089982490423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4638532089982490423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4638532089982490423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/03/tennisbasketball.html' title='Tennis&gt;Basketball'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3782919668566402613</id><published>2008-03-20T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:51.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YUI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>YUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179773559477472498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R-JAm9WdjPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZucKDvWvnSw/s200/cant-buy-my-love-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I just love YUI's voice, and her songs! Although she has only 2 major albums, I think she's a great singer. And she's only 20! She looks great too, for a singer. Her voice is clear and kinda soulful, which is why I like it. If you want to listen to more of her songs, check out Shuqi's blog! She's got the whole imeem playlist. Haha. Her new album is also coming out in April! But I don't know if its going to be an international release. Sigh. Hope it comes to Singapore asap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3782919668566402613?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3782919668566402613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3782919668566402613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3782919668566402613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3782919668566402613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/03/yui.html' title='YUI'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R-JAm9WdjPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZucKDvWvnSw/s72-c/cant-buy-my-love-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4663489289183708382</id><published>2008-03-19T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:11:17.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Happy Returns</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting for a while, blog's rusting. I just had no inspiration to blog I guess. No one reads this stuff anyway. I think. Life seems to be clearing up now. Though there are still a lot of loose ends here and there. God is still great. That's something that isn't changing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really have to thank Shuqi for introducing Yui's songs to me. She has the kinda songs that I like. Some aren't really great, but others like 'LIFE' and 'Feel My Soul' are simply what I'm looking for. Thank you, Shuqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing well in tennis, I found out, depends a lot on one's mentality. So, I'm gonna try not to be affected by those little bits of unhappy thoughts and focus entirely on the game at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go. I hope I'll post soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4663489289183708382?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4663489289183708382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4663489289183708382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4663489289183708382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4663489289183708382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/03/many-happy-returns.html' title='Many Happy Returns'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-959040504326120830</id><published>2008-02-21T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Olympics 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R71vkpBXDdI/AAAAAAAAADs/XXgKCjqH7i0/s1600-h/I-Support-Singapore-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169410622568730066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R71vkpBXDdI/AAAAAAAAADs/XXgKCjqH7i0/s200/I-Support-Singapore-2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore won the bid for the Youth Olympics 2010! Head-to-head with moscow, just an hour and a half ago, the winner was announced that Singapore will host the 2010 Youth Olympics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 final bids of Singapore and Moscow were $75 million and $175 million. And Singapore won! Its all so surreal. I feel really proud of Singapore. The plans they have for the games are really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to train up and play tennis professionally, but its so difficult. I've got to balance studies and tennis, among other things. I want to play for something big, you know. That's kinda my ambition now. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to play tennis at SP today. Kelvin and some other of my tennis friends were there too. And I SUCKED. I mean, I really beyond sucked. I couldn't hit my backhands well, and my forehand was still lousy as ever. We played singles matches and I came up last among us four. Scored only one point. Serious bummer of the day. I guess it had something to do with my stomach, causing the inability to focus and concentrate. That is a major drawback. In tennis, it is really important to focus on the ball, if not, the whole game. And I couldn't. I was just sluggish the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: FOCUS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-959040504326120830?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/959040504326120830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=959040504326120830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/959040504326120830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/959040504326120830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-olympics-2010.html' title='Youth Olympics 2010'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R71vkpBXDdI/AAAAAAAAADs/XXgKCjqH7i0/s72-c/I-Support-Singapore-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3729862498928823804</id><published>2008-02-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:00:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rekindled</title><content type='html'>I've been really lazy about my blog these days. Not that I've nothing to write about, but the drive isn't there. Alrighty. Let me update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the blog love award thing from Zach, but I kinda don't feel like I know of anyone else who has a blog that really deserves this award. Since Zach's blog is under construction, the blog post reminding me about this award is kinda useless. I forgot what I'm supposed to do exactly. I'll find out from him again. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis! I discovered that my double backhands are much better than my forehands which I keep screwing up. In theory, double backhands are like a left-handed forehands. And it's true. That seems to be working well for me. Heh. I've still so much to learn still. And my limit hasn't been reached in tennis yet. I haven't felt that kind of straining tiredness that only a long afternoon nap can cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job searching. Benedict helped me in this. He found a short term job from Best Denki for an IT show at Suntec City. I think its going to be the dreaded promoting of IT stuff. I can't promote to save cute little kittens' lives. But, what the heck, its only for 4 days. Might as well get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkour seems to be rusting. I've not been practicing. Gotta get my discipline up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll be heading off to sleep. I'll post more interesting posts next time. Ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3729862498928823804?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3729862498928823804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3729862498928823804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3729862498928823804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3729862498928823804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/02/rekindled.html' title='Rekindled'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3449004121300051007</id><published>2008-02-08T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:39:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder</title><content type='html'>This is just a reminder to post when I'm awake. I'm kinda forgetful, you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Read Zach's blog if you don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3449004121300051007?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3449004121300051007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3449004121300051007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3449004121300051007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3449004121300051007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/02/reminder.html' title='Reminder'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7844826498759699271</id><published>2008-02-03T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:51:39.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Carlos Santana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Into the Night - Carlos Santana feat. Chad Kroeger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIbUQauqifs&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIbUQauqifs&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man on the electric guitar is Carlos Santana, born in Autlan de Navarro, Mexico. He is a devil with the guitar and for guitar lovers out there, this is the right stuff. Singapore's a stop in his world tour, but sadly, the concert tickets cost a bomb. Oh well. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7844826498759699271?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7844826498759699271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7844826498759699271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7844826498759699271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7844826498759699271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/02/carlos-santana.html' title='Carlos Santana'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4936448239988143110</id><published>2008-01-24T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:51:39.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Beautiful voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bubbly - Colbie Caillat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/01JNo6OyqU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/01JNo6OyqU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You got me feeling like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;And I crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is falling on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;But we are hiding in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;Under covers staying safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;You give me feelings that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Make me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to say&lt;br /&gt;When you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I just mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You tuck me in just like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feeling shows'cause you make me smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time now&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a while&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4936448239988143110?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4936448239988143110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4936448239988143110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4936448239988143110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4936448239988143110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful-voice.html' title='Beautiful voice'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2261006937194228797</id><published>2008-01-22T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:15:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-group</title><content type='html'>Life was being not so nice to me. Thankfully, Meryl organised a get-together for us NP people last Sunday. And she was proposing that we study together. It was not a bad idea, but its never a good idea. As expected, more people lost concentration than kept it. There were only 6 of us-Meryl, Shuqi, Shermin, Lishi, Gilbert and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we went to the Community Centre "study rooms" that Meryl had initially rented out for us. Turns out, we didn't have the whole room to ourselves. And it was not a good thing to keep us talkative people in those noise-forbidden places. There were 2 other people in there, a guy and another girl, separately. For a moment those 2 went out, and there was sound. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, turns out that the rented room was only meant for the person with access to the room-Meryl. All of us had to find some other place when the in-charge came to get us outta there. We suspected one of those inside the room with us ratted us out. Sheesh. Sigh. And, like I had forseen in my crystal ball of study-group-turnout-predictions, we went to a void deck. Which was close to Shuqi's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2261006937194228797?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2261006937194228797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2261006937194228797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2261006937194228797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2261006937194228797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-group.html' title='Re-group'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3743897747886654651</id><published>2008-01-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is a funny thing</title><content type='html'>I've changed my handphone! Finally! I switched the model of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;version...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R5IEjctdM6I/AAAAAAAAADk/cWLPva3qrDE/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157189530341421986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R5IEjctdM6I/AAAAAAAAADk/cWLPva3qrDE/s200/DSC02188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My previous 6100 was kinda spoilt. Stupid phone sometimes couldn't let the person on the other end hear what I was saying. Dumb phone. But I didn't want this old even more outdated phone! I made it very clear in my blog what my dream phone was! Oh well. I hope I break it sooner. Unintentionally, of course. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3743897747886654651?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3743897747886654651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3743897747886654651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3743897747886654651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3743897747886654651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-is-funny-thing.html' title='Change is a funny thing'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R5IEjctdM6I/AAAAAAAAADk/cWLPva3qrDE/s72-c/DSC02188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-5313807775096247957</id><published>2008-01-17T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:51.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R49fUstdM5I/AAAAAAAAADc/1yvCJL1FSDA/s1600-h/toilet_line_art_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156444907566347154" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="123" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R49fUstdM5I/AAAAAAAAADc/1yvCJL1FSDA/s200/toilet_line_art_sm.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this shit research somewhere on a friend's friend's friend blog, and its really disgustingly, truly, funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghost Shit&lt;br /&gt;The kind where you feel shit come out, see shit on the toilet paper, but there's no shit in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clean Shit&lt;br /&gt;The kind where you feel shit come out, see shit in the bowl, but there's no shit on the toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wet Shit&lt;br /&gt;You wipe your ass fifty times and it still feels unwiped. So you end up putting toilet paper between your ass and your underwear so you don't ruin them with those dreadful skid marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Wave Shit&lt;br /&gt;This shit happens when you've finished, your pants are up to your knees, and you suddenly realize you have to shit some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brain Hemorrhage&lt;br /&gt;Through Your Nose Shit Also known as "Pop a Vein in Your Forehead Shit".&lt;br /&gt;You have to strain so much to get it out that you turn purple and practically have a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Gee, I Really Wish I Could Shit" Shit&lt;br /&gt;The kind where you want to shit, but even after straining your guts out, all you can do is sit on the toilet, cramped and farting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wet Cheeks Shit&lt;br /&gt;Also known as the "Power Dump".&lt;br /&gt;That's the kind that comes out of your ass so fast that your butt cheeks get splashed with the toilet water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Liquid Shit&lt;br /&gt;That's the kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots out of your butt, splashes all over the side of the toilet bowl and, at the same time, chronically burns your tender poop-chute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mood Enhancer&lt;br /&gt;This shit occurs after a lengthy period of constipation, thereby allowing you to be your old self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aftershock Shit&lt;br /&gt;This shit has an odour so powerful than anyone entering the vicinity within the next seven hours is affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Honeymoon's Over" Shit&lt;br /&gt;This is any shit created in the presence of another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Groaner&lt;br /&gt;A shit so huge it cannot exit without vocal assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Floater&lt;br /&gt;Characterized by its floatability, this shit has been known to resurface after many flushings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ranger&lt;br /&gt;A shit which refuses to let go.&lt;br /&gt;It is usually necessary to engage in a rocking or bouncing motion, but quite often the only solution is to push it away with a small piece of toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phantom Shit&lt;br /&gt;This appears in the toilet mysteriously and no one will admit to putting it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Snake Charmer&lt;br /&gt;A long skinny shit which has managed to coil itself into a frightening position - usually harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pebbles-From-Heaven Shit&lt;br /&gt;An adorable collection of small turds in a cluster, often a gift from God when you actually can't shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitzopherenia&lt;br /&gt;Fear of shitting - can be fatal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Power Dump Shit&lt;br /&gt;The kind that comes out so fast, you barely get your pants down when you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Liquid Plumber Shit&lt;br /&gt;This kind of shit is so big it plugs up the toilet and it overflows all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spinal Tap Shit&lt;br /&gt;The kind of shit that hurts so much coming out, you'd swear it's got to be coming out sideways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Porridge Shit&lt;br /&gt;The type that comes out like toothpaste, and just keeps on coming. You have two choices: a) flush and keep going, or b) risk it piling up to your butt while you sit there helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "I Think I'm Turning Into A Bunny" Shit&lt;br /&gt;When you drop lots of cute, little round ones that look like marbles and make tiny splashing sounds when they hit the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "What The Hell Died In Here?" Shit&lt;br /&gt;Also sometimes referred to as "The Toxic Dump".&lt;br /&gt;Of course you don't warn anyone of the poisonous bathroom odour.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, you stand innocently near the door and enjoy the show as they run out gagging and gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "I Just Know There's A Turd Still Dangling There" Shit&lt;br /&gt;Where you just sit there patiently and wait for the last cling-on to drop off because if you wipe now, it's going to smear all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a load of crap! HaHa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-5313807775096247957?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/5313807775096247957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=5313807775096247957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5313807775096247957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/5313807775096247957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-shit.html' title='Oh shit'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R49fUstdM5I/AAAAAAAAADc/1yvCJL1FSDA/s72-c/toilet_line_art_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4986265720201975152</id><published>2008-01-15T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:51:39.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Songing off</title><content type='html'>How should I say this? I really, really, really hate blogs which start playing music as soon as I enter them. Just imagine cute tinging sounds start coming out when I'm rocking to My Chemical Romance. I want to kill the authorssszzzz! Choke the hell outta the feller! Nah, just kidding. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;This song "Kiss from a Rose" by Seal.&lt;br /&gt;Its a really sensual song, with a mysterious, misty feeling around it.&lt;br /&gt;This was a song on one of the Batman movies and it really fit because of his love interest.&lt;br /&gt;The intro payaya is kinda weird though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6JK7rTAima/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6JK7rTAima/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.&lt;br /&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and,&lt;br /&gt;The light that you shine can't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,&lt;br /&gt;The more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain,&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose...&lt;br /&gt;And if I should fall, along the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;br /&gt;So much he can say.&lt;br /&gt;You remain&lt;br /&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know,&lt;br /&gt;That when it snows,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes become large and,the light that you shine can't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4986265720201975152?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4986265720201975152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4986265720201975152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4986265720201975152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4986265720201975152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/songing-off.html' title='Songing off'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2818401358964629186</id><published>2008-01-14T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cah-lum before the stom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a midst of studies post. I'm now revising for a Mechanics test tomorrow morning. Speaking of mechanics, our mechanics teacher is crazy. Haha! In class, he does things to liven us up, though it doesn't always work, like announcing "are you ready?" or even telling us dirty jokes (entire class of guys, and we don't really care!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the normal shocksensor utility graph in my laptop-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4taSctdM4I/AAAAAAAAADU/-lAcOxNOWhw/s1600-h/shocksensor2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313471446659970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4taSctdM4I/AAAAAAAAADU/-lAcOxNOWhw/s200/shocksensor2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like they say, calm before the storm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4tZ4stdM3I/AAAAAAAAADM/saT5T7OJKO8/s1600-h/shocksensor1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when I visit a blog and the song is BLASTED through my crap speakers-&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4tZ4stdM3I/AAAAAAAAADM/saT5T7OJKO8/s1600-h/shocksensor1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155313029065028466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4tZ4stdM3I/AAAAAAAAADM/saT5T7OJKO8/s200/shocksensor1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2818401358964629186?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2818401358964629186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2818401358964629186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2818401358964629186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2818401358964629186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/cah-lum-before-stom.html' title='Cah-lum before the stom'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4taSctdM4I/AAAAAAAAADU/-lAcOxNOWhw/s72-c/shocksensor2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1818737693099456611</id><published>2008-01-10T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:52.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of the King. Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Welcome back to the norm, people. Posts and what-not are going to be more frequent on my blog as the holidays draw nearer. Which is February for us, Poly-creatures. Back by popular demand, I'm back. Yay. More morbid and senseless posts from the world of me. Now, you people didn't think that you've seen the last of me, did you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, I wish everyone a Happy and extremely belated New Year, not that anyone's going to reply to this. Last year has been just another average year. Why I say that is because last year seems rehearsed. Everything seems to be the same new thing. Like, we know that the New Year celebrations will be a blast. And it was. That sense of expectancy. Never seems to fade. Its like everything is new, yet it feels like it was rehearsed the year before, only that we didn't find it really boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who didn't understand what I just wrote, carry on and your misunderstandings will cease, because I'm not talking about it anymore. Heh. I'm so confusing myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah. The Singapore Polytechnic open house is now open! From 10th Jan to 12th Jan. Secondary 4 graduating students, come! And look at what SP has to offer you. But, be warned though, the MM blocks are really, really old. The layers of all the walls are soooooooo old. One kick and that's it, we're buried under 50 years of concrete and whiteboards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, I'm now a full-fledged listener of Mika's songs. HAHA. "Billy Brown" is not my favourite song, but its just really funny. The scenario of the song goes like this-Billy Brown was an ordinary man with a normal family and everything was going according to plan until he fell in love with another man. HAHA. Its just another really wacky song with the weirdest sounding lyrics. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4YRkMtdM2I/AAAAAAAAADE/0y3tJuOlGlg/s1600-h/billy_brown.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153826137156957026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4YRkMtdM2I/AAAAAAAAADE/0y3tJuOlGlg/s200/billy_brown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new hobby of sorts. Magic. But I gotta learn it slow. Because I don't have all that money to buy some dood-dads and gadgets or even a smooth pack of cards. Gotta slowly save up. So far, I've only 3 tricks up my sleeve. Not very well practiced either. No time now. The stupid doggone exams are already snapping at my heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1818737693099456611?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1818737693099456611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1818737693099456611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1818737693099456611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1818737693099456611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2008/01/return-of-king-not.html' title='The Return of the King. Not.'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/R4YRkMtdM2I/AAAAAAAAADE/0y3tJuOlGlg/s72-c/billy_brown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2529733600285483947</id><published>2007-12-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:08:53.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Its that time of the year again. Yes, jingle bells. Santa won't be coming to Singapore though. Why? Because we don't have chimneys! On Christmas, we christians celebrate the birth of Jesus, Son of God. Told time and again, it is a heart warming story and the essence of our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, people are losing touch of the true meaning of Christmas. You see, Christmas these days is being so commercialised. Santa and his elves are so big, Jesus gets shoved aside. This is Christmas, not Santamas! (lack of a better term) No offence to non-believers, but Christmas is OUR holiday. Its our way of remembering and celebrating the day Christ Jesus came down to earth. Sure, others who want to celebrate it by having parties and gatherings are welcome. But a reminder to all christians is that we should never forget why we do this. Its not about the presents. Its Jesus' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2529733600285483947?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2529733600285483947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2529733600285483947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2529733600285483947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2529733600285483947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8396632848933966251</id><published>2007-12-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:04:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The universal constant.. Broken.</title><content type='html'>I'm no doctor on relationships at all. Zero. Zip. Nil. GOSONG. And I'm not talking about BGRs' in particular. I'm talking about human face-to-face interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, in primary school, people told me that I was shy, unassuming, nice kid. And I really thought that, that was really all to it. That, being nice would make people like you or, if not, at least leave you alone. This notion stuck with me for quite a long while. Until secondary school, where I met many new people. They weren't bad at being people, or friends. I know I was a good person. I never swore uneccessarily, I never got angry easily, I tried to be there for every outing, meeting, and gathering. And yet some people just can't seem to decide whether they want to be my friend or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stunned at some people who make fun of their friends just want to liven up the atmosphere. (This is why I don't know what the term 'friends' really means now) Not being a spoilsport here, sure, I can take a few hits directed at me. I've taken alot really. From someone. Sigh. I mean, I can deduce that he looks down on me. What kinda friend is that?? How do I define the word? The term. Friends? Being nice to others. Does it bide well for oneself? Even so, is it a universal constant? Doubt it so much now. I'm not replying to anyone who replies to this post, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do unto others what you want others to do unto you"&lt;br /&gt;Should've added a note on the 2% success rate this truth achieves.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8396632848933966251?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8396632848933966251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8396632848933966251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8396632848933966251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8396632848933966251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/12/universal-constant-broken.html' title='The universal constant.. Broken.'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1898259790815213125</id><published>2007-12-10T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:04:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In between</title><content type='html'>In OC (Oral Communication) class now. And Shao Hui just scored 75% for his essay test. I scored a close 73. Darn. Mistakes, mistakes all over. So I have an excuse, so what. Heh. Stuff going through my mind now. Lots of stuff. Friends and relationships, work and play, life and death. (Okay, so maybe not as far as life and death) But I've just had an epiphany. Oh wait, no I didn't. Must be a wrong train of thought I boarded. I'm in between so many kinds of situations now. No wonder Jazz is getting to me. It makes me feel just how I am. You know, the right song at the right moment. Sigh. Gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1898259790815213125?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1898259790815213125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1898259790815213125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1898259790815213125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1898259790815213125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-between.html' title='In between'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8348333844700045169</id><published>2007-12-03T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:54:52.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocked</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling of wanting to be happy in this way, yet there's some sort of thing blocking out that flow of joy? I wanna hum this song by Paradise Church all day long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forevermore-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Savior of the world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came &amp;amp; chose me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You breathed into my world &amp;amp; gave me life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are placed above all that I love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I live to praise You God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give you more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sing forevermore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I sing, sing, sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know You’re the reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dance, dance, dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You brought me this freedom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To show the world my life has been turned around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Cos I can’t help shouting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve seen how You’ve changed me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came and You saved me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift my voice in praise for eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forevermore I give You all the praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I live to know You more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forevermore I give You all I have and all I am is Yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's just bothering me. I don't wanna say what. Just that its more than one thing and its nearly always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people know what's on my mind (in fact none at all). So, its just hard to say anything to anyone and hope he or she understands. I so wanna say something out that I'm writing this post just after my class. This is as 'emo' as I'll get. Sigh. How I manage to stay that tad cheerful most of the time, is really by the grace of God. Always he's been so good to me. Just that, it gets kinda lonely all the time on my own. Without those by my side. I'm just gonna stop here. Don't think anyone'll notice anyway. Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First post in a long while and an 'emo' post. Sigh. I need a psychiatrist. Or a guillotine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8348333844700045169?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8348333844700045169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8348333844700045169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8348333844700045169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8348333844700045169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/12/blocked.html' title='Blocked'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-192978064008094703</id><published>2007-11-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:52:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were none...</title><content type='html'>Yeah. This blog has digital cobwebs all over it. Been really lazy and busy. And I'm still going to be busy. Don't know if I'm gonna be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-Semestral-Tests(MST) are just about over. Except for the last one or two left. Sigh. I've not been blogging because of all that happening around me. So many things I'm doing: Tennis, soccer, parkour, church, anime and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm improving in tennis, that's for sure. Just that tad more control over my forehand swings now. I'm getting better in soccer too. No longer one-tap-matt, I can take the ball further past more people than I could in secondary school. Just, kinda careless and full of mistakes. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for parkour, heh. I still can't roll to save my shoulder, or myself. But, I'm still learning and trying, of course. The vaults seem to be more difficult to grasp than I expected.&lt;a href="http://parkour.net/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://parkour.net/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Can't wait to go to church. I just love it there. Nothing there pains me. Except Pauleon! LOL. Just kidding. Going there to worship God. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anime is definitely what I need more in boatloads. So, with this brief update, I gotta go. Hope to update soon. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-192978064008094703?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/192978064008094703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=192978064008094703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/192978064008094703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/192978064008094703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-then-there-were-none.html' title='And then there were none...'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8549503410052684270</id><published>2007-11-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:38:54.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annuality</title><content type='html'>Last saturday was the so-called 'annual chalet' of the NP group along with some other good friends. Another time of chatting and catching up with each other and senseless eating and cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came early on the first day. Like, in the morning. Benson, Gilbert, Anthony and Yik Jiun were there already, and they were there the night before. And they were playing with the PS2. The game was Narutimette Hero 3! But few characters were unlocked, which made it kinda boring. After a few matches we just went out to grab a bite at Macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lishi and Clarence came soon after and then Meryl, Shuqi, and Elton. It was a really crazy time, with great food, card playing, tv watching, and night cycling. Can't elaborate more. Tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8549503410052684270?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8549503410052684270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8549503410052684270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8549503410052684270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8549503410052684270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/11/annuality.html' title='Annuality'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-884772847438166966</id><published>2007-11-01T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:46:26.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-dying</title><content type='html'>Not been posting much because of all those assignments and death rays. Its officially E-learning week and I am DYING here. When each lecturer assigned a piece of work to do during the week, what we didn't realise was that 8 pieces of work from each lecturer would kill us. Some I know would love to see our brains turn to mush from the strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to be blogging much now. Gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-884772847438166966?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/884772847438166966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=884772847438166966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/884772847438166966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/884772847438166966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-dying.html' title='E-dying'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1330611906241945595</id><published>2007-10-21T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:52.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical unexpectancy</title><content type='html'>Unexpectedly, the person coaching me in the tennis elective programme on thursdays actually attends the same church as I do. Or at least he was there today. At first when he called out my name, he seemed remotely familiar. Then I sorta recognized his voice and finally deduced that, to my surprise, he was my tennis coach. He's a third year student at SP. Wow. Talk about coinidence. Heh. I'm slowly getting the hang of how to play tennis better now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, I've sent my Sony MP3 player for servicing. Should be ready the week after the next. Thank goodness I have warranty for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the phone that I yearn for. No particular reason for stating this. I'm just saying that I really like this phone's design and a plus point is that it doesn't seem to have any buttons that are difficult to press. In short, it looks user-friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxtWd_L8rQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ACz3xnT24II/s1600-h/560_20070407220952_232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123784074241813762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxtWd_L8rQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ACz3xnT24II/s200/560_20070407220952_232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sony Ericsson w580i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleek, simple, delicious-looking, beautiful walkman phone. Wow, haven't commented on any inatimate object with such words before. Oh well, first time for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're gonna dance, dance, dance in the freedom we know.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1330611906241945595?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1330611906241945595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1330611906241945595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1330611906241945595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1330611906241945595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/10/technical-unexpectancy.html' title='Technical unexpectancy'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxtWd_L8rQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ACz3xnT24II/s72-c/560_20070407220952_232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-9028814093647027788</id><published>2007-10-15T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:53.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Freezing balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxLXnfL8rOI/AAAAAAAAACs/yIWPKRriosk/s1600-h/tennis_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121392799660158178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxLXnfL8rOI/AAAAAAAAACs/yIWPKRriosk/s200/tennis_img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't posted in a while, have I? Last week thursday was the start of the tennis elective programme. And I discovered that tennis is more fun than squash and it is SURELY more difficult than it seems. Roger Federer must have tonnes of stress on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some new friends there, Rui Wen and Nigel. And I shan't bore you with long paragraphs about what I can do or what I can't. Heh. Icanhitstationaryballsbutnotmovingballs. Hah. Not a long paragraph, now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in school after my GEM class in the library. No, I'm not reading books. Just enjoying the shelter from the rain and some air-conditioned environment as well. Actually its ALOT of air-conditioning. I gotta get going soon. Or its going to be ice cube Matt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-9028814093647027788?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/9028814093647027788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=9028814093647027788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9028814093647027788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9028814093647027788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/10/freezing-balls.html' title='Freezing balls'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RxLXnfL8rOI/AAAAAAAAACs/yIWPKRriosk/s72-c/tennis_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8850267865663979570</id><published>2007-10-06T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T09:19:12.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present idea</title><content type='html'>Its the 2nd week of school and everything seems to be flowing smoothly for now. Its surely going to be tougher in the later weeks, but for now, I'm gonna bask in the rays of homework-less days. Heh. One of my subjects is called IDEAS. No, its not an acronym(at least I don't think so). For this class we obviously have to think of ideas and its something like Design and Technology back in secondary school. So, yay, I've some sort of experience on my hands. Heh. Now we've gotta think up an original product and draw it out. Kinda tough. I haven't thought of anything still. Sigh. Gotta go rack my brains over this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8850267865663979570?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8850267865663979570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8850267865663979570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8850267865663979570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8850267865663979570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/10/present-idea.html' title='Present idea'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2355552037547188888</id><published>2007-09-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:26:55.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long way, long day</title><content type='html'>8am to 12am. 4 hours of the same subject. It wasn't so bad, actually. Time wasn't flying, but, the class wasn't boring either. Subject-Computer Aided Drafting(CAD). Using a program called AutoCAD, we can create shapes of different sizes to form a, well, shape in 2-D. That's what we've learnt so far today. There's a lot more to learn from the looks of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after that, I waited until 5pm for my first training in squash. Not as easy as it seems. First, there were warm-ups, then I had to practice my forehand swing which caused the ball to fly outta the court many times. Heh. After all swinging for a while, final exercises took place and they were just like in NPCC. Ah. The good old days. Miss them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Note that I'm typing this out 3 hours after my exercise. Kinda achy all over. And I sense leg cramps are going to happen tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2355552037547188888?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2355552037547188888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2355552037547188888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2355552037547188888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2355552037547188888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-way-long-day.html' title='Long way, long day'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-2545984254819196407</id><published>2007-09-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:39:08.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 years of existence</title><content type='html'>Go Matthew, go Matthew, its your birthday, its your birthday... Uh huh... Yeah... Heh. Birthday's here and I've had a long day. From 8am till 5 pm. What a way to spend a birthday. Haha. I played a movie or two on my laptop for my classmates. And Benedict made me this small little foam guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice of NLB to send me a letter today saying that I've not paid my outstanding fine of $1.65. Incredible. Haha. Thank you all for the birthday wishes(a birthday present would've been better though, heh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-2545984254819196407?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/2545984254819196407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=2545984254819196407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2545984254819196407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/2545984254819196407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/17-years-of-existence.html' title='17 years of existence'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8699689887139513027</id><published>2007-09-26T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second annoyance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RvoYDfL8rNI/AAAAAAAAACk/1AsjCTd26GY/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114426775022906578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RvoYDfL8rNI/AAAAAAAAACk/1AsjCTd26GY/s200/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Semester 2 started on the 24 of September with my GEM class, Mathematical Games and Puzzles. At 8 in the morning. Oh, the horror. The class was kinda quiet at first. Then it got a little noisier than quiet. Got to know a few people there, because we were to get into groups for our first project-to be handed up on the third week, which is real fast. The puzzles and stuff are really just logic puzzles and require more than just a bit of thinking and reasoning. Quite brain-stimulating, actually. Especially for me. Not always so lively, me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone in class is still the same as ever, noisy, lively and crazy. All of our teachers change along with the subjects, except for our CEM teacher, Mrs. Tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same old, same old Singapore Polytechnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second time someone's disrupting my tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8699689887139513027?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8699689887139513027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8699689887139513027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8699689887139513027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8699689887139513027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/second-annoyance.html' title='Second annoyance'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RvoYDfL8rNI/AAAAAAAAACk/1AsjCTd26GY/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-9037728434487477254</id><published>2007-09-20T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:54:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMH song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KFgnB67m2T/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KFgnB67m2T/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is by an artist called Mika. Its called Grace Kelly and its are really fun song. All his songs have this element of fantasy and fun wired into them, and its really ditzy bitzy. Listen to it! Don't stop the song till you go nutty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna talk to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced me to tears)&lt;br /&gt;(But I promise you it won't happen again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I attract you?&lt;br /&gt;Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too flirty?&lt;br /&gt;Do I like what you like?&lt;br /&gt;I got to be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;I could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me without making me try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be like Grace Kelly ( mmmm )&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad (ahhh ahhh)&lt;br /&gt;So I tried a little Freddie (MMMM)&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Getting angry doesn't solve anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help ya&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Putting my life on my brink&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Should I bend over?&lt;br /&gt;Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be like Grace Kelly (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad (ahhh ahhh)&lt;br /&gt;So I tried a little Freddie (MMMM)&lt;br /&gt;I've gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, oooh!&lt;br /&gt;(Humphry, we're leaving!)&lt;br /&gt;Kaching! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-9037728434487477254?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/9037728434487477254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=9037728434487477254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9037728434487477254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/9037728434487477254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/imh-song_20.html' title='IMH song'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8111747613294706799</id><published>2007-09-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:53.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of gems and grades</title><content type='html'>Hi people. Received my results quite a while ago and only plucked up enough courage to post about it now. Heh. The overall was not bad. A 3.75 GPA. As for my CEM(Certificate in Engineering Mathematics), it was a sorta pathetic &lt;em&gt;2.0&lt;/em&gt;. Sorta very pathetic. But, nonetheless, I passed and I'm allowed to continue in the course. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm just plucking my guitar at home now. Waiting for the next school term to start. I applied for Mathematical puzzles in my GEM(General Elective Module) because mathematical reasoning was taken up. Bummer. Just about everything else was taken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting thing its shown me though is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Ru-6FwIMAPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ftHCrkdTOuk/s1600-h/numberbox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111508710070157554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Ru-6FwIMAPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ftHCrkdTOuk/s200/numberbox.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add up any 3 numbers in a row, column, or even diagonally, you end up with the number 15. Weird stuff. Pretty cool still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8111747613294706799?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8111747613294706799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8111747613294706799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8111747613294706799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8111747613294706799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-gems-and-grades.html' title='Of gems and grades'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/Ru-6FwIMAPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ftHCrkdTOuk/s72-c/numberbox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6998886882384977133</id><published>2007-09-12T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:09:06.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Not been blogging for a while now. All because of my stupid illness. I've got an ulcer in my throat and everytime I swallow it hurts like hell. Argh. Fever kept coming back for a period of time. But, I'm glad that's over. Can't find a job, can't think of anything to do. So, I'm pretty much rotting at home. Even if I went job hunting now, who'd hire me for 2 weeks? Its the amount of holiday time I have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6998886882384977133?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6998886882384977133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6998886882384977133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6998886882384977133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6998886882384977133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3467677378532415152</id><published>2007-09-05T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:33:05.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invaded by viruses</title><content type='html'>Ugh. Being ill sucks. Most of the time. Been sleeping so much and taking so much medicine. I think I'm still groggy from all that medicine. One thing that many of you may not know is that I hate vomiting. I mean, I really hate it. The feeling just sucks. If I could choose, I would try my best to force the nausea down just to prevent myself from vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life's now at a slow pace. Really slow. And I don't know what to do, once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3467677378532415152?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3467677378532415152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3467677378532415152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3467677378532415152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3467677378532415152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/09/invaded-by-viruses.html' title='Invaded by viruses'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-6233010254028744707</id><published>2007-08-31T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:14:32.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog rating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" alt="" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/pg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Zach's blog. Guess my blog isn't too bad. What f****** material isn't suitable for children?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. That.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-6233010254028744707?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/6233010254028744707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=6233010254028744707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6233010254028744707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/6233010254028744707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/mingle-2-sacramento-singles.html' title='Blog rating'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-7911593724877060526</id><published>2007-08-29T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:25:23.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Some not so well-known facts about me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always dreamed of having Spidey's powers.(I know, you know, but I just had to say it!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had asthma when I was young.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Really Really hate blogs that have music start playing when I enter them. Interferes with my music.(Of course, I hate the blog, not the blog author)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to wear glasses. O-O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My handphone doesn't have a camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a maplestory account. LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All my pet fish I once kept in primary school died in a week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't want to join NPCC in the first place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can crack my all toe-knuckles except for the pinky toe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now you know Matthew Chua, NOT. This is not all. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-7911593724877060526?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/7911593724877060526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=7911593724877060526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7911593724877060526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/7911593724877060526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/half-secrets.html' title='Half-secrets'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4582337022582015198</id><published>2007-08-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:48:20.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs</title><content type='html'>I am looking for a job. Part-time job. Something that won't have to have me work on weekends. If anyone has good deal that they can share, please kindly do so. And one more thing. If it deals with promoting products, I may not take it because I just can't promote anything. Thank you for your help and may God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4582337022582015198?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4582337022582015198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4582337022582015198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4582337022582015198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4582337022582015198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/jobs.html' title='Jobs'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-417690652630307721</id><published>2007-08-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:36:50.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riot, please</title><content type='html'>The holidays have started. Doesn't sound too happy, that sentence. That's because... Actually, I'm just not so happy now. I don't know why. I'm overjoyed that the exams are over but something else seems to be shrouding that joy in darkness. Sigh. I seem like a very depressed person over these past few posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-417690652630307721?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/417690652630307721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=417690652630307721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/417690652630307721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/417690652630307721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/riot-please.html' title='Riot, please'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-8298689141011157598</id><published>2007-08-21T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:01:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 down. 2 to go.</title><content type='html'>Engineering Mathematics 1 is over. And with 2 more exams to come after today, I can't imagine how it can get any worse. Today's paper was peppered with minor mistakes here and there. Don't even know if I can get an 'A' for this paper! ARGH! Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sad things aside. Onto sadder things. &lt;em&gt;I thig I'b gettig sig.&lt;/em&gt; That's the flu version of "I think I'm getting sick". Now the cough version. Ha. Kidding. Because of the darned flu, I can't even concentrate on my paper for 5 seconds without sniffing and snuffing. Really annoying. I wonder how I managed to finish it. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you people that I installed a hit counter just below. Take a look from time to time and see how incredibly few people visit my blog. Let alone tag it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heh. Gonna visit my blog every day for the next 5 years. Heh Heh. Let's see. Thats 365*.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-8298689141011157598?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/8298689141011157598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=8298689141011157598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8298689141011157598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/8298689141011157598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/1-down-2-to-go.html' title='1 down. 2 to go.'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-1724810628863892675</id><published>2007-08-18T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:04:53.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the line of fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are all in the line of fire. All as in my whole class. Its been nice knowing them. The exams are only two-fifths in and we're already exhausted like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every question has been just, plain difficult! God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doom-bringing topics aside, I've been watching so much anime and reading so much manga I would've... I don't know what, but I got a start on some interesting comics such as FMA(Full Metal Alchemist).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RsbSqkuxegI/AAAAAAAAACM/gOGlHSqOcpQ/s1600-h/full-metal-alchemist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099995256899860994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RsbSqkuxegI/AAAAAAAAACM/gOGlHSqOcpQ/s200/full-metal-alchemist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really funny characters and quite a nice plot(so far). Its all about alchemy. And no, it has nothing to do with chemistry or physics in this anime. All fantasy stuff. Pretty cool fantasy stuff. Wanna know what its about? &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;www.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-1724810628863892675?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/1724810628863892675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=1724810628863892675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1724810628863892675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/1724810628863892675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-line-of-fire.html' title='In the line of fire'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TAMR5mAkgw/RsbSqkuxegI/AAAAAAAAACM/gOGlHSqOcpQ/s72-c/full-metal-alchemist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-4733207730195762114</id><published>2007-08-14T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T16:21:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats going on, and a little ranting</title><content type='html'>Outta time to study for my exams. Which is coming up the day after tomorrow. First up, Engineering Materials. Then, on friday its Cprog. I just can't get anything into my head! Its all memory work in E. Materials and my memory work is, beyond bad. I'm still troubled by stuff, but its not getting to me. Much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick of online games really. Those players who leave whenever they are losing, or make infinite noise when someone on the team makes a mistake. I hate it most when they starting insulting me or my father or mother. And this is true. Its always the same. They'll insult you, then ur skills, then jumping to your parents. Its just something to do with like the hokkien insults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downright dishonorable and full of crap. I really wonder how can these people live with themselves. Most of the players, I think, should be teenagers. The future of Singapore is doomed with these kind of losers. Incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless idiots. On all kinds of levels. I can't believe how little determination or committment they have. Some are just so incomprehensibly stupid and childish that when they are unhappy with just ONE person on the team, they will just give up and intentionally kill themselves so the other team earns more and is thus more powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all gamers reading this: Be a well-mannered player. If you don't want to heed this piece of advice, it's your loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I REALLY hate those players who just shoot their mouth off at any simple mistake or matter. I just can't tell you how much I want to stuff a rocket shell into their mouths and make them beg for mercy or how much I want to toss them off a 200-foot cliff onto rocks and hear their useless screams for help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is making me look bad, huh. Who cares? I hate them anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-4733207730195762114?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/4733207730195762114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=4733207730195762114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4733207730195762114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/4733207730195762114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-going-on-and-little-ranting.html' title='Whats going on, and a little ranting'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24051461.post-3497703264992217242</id><published>2007-08-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:18:29.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomodachi</title><content type='html'>Friendship is a term used to denote co-operative and supportive behavior between two or more humans. This article focuses on the notion specific to interpersonal relationships. In this sense, the term connotes a &lt;a title="Interpersonal relationship" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interpersonal_relationship"&gt;relationship&lt;/a&gt; which involves mutual &lt;a title="Knowledge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knowledge"&gt;knowledge&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="new" title="Esteem" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Esteem&amp;action=edit"&gt;esteem&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Affection" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affection"&gt;affection&lt;/a&gt;. Friends will welcome each other's company and exhibit &lt;a title="Loyalty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loyalty"&gt;loyalty&lt;/a&gt; towards each other, often to the point of &lt;a title="Altruism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altruism"&gt;altruism&lt;/a&gt;. Their &lt;a title="Taste (aesthetics)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taste_%28aesthetics%29"&gt;tastes&lt;/a&gt; will usually be similar and may converge, and they will share enjoyable activities. They will also engage in &lt;a title="Mutualism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mutualism"&gt;mutually helping&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Human behavior" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_behavior"&gt;behavior&lt;/a&gt;, such as exchange of advice and the sharing of hardship. A friend is someone who may often demonstrate reciprocating and reflective &lt;a title="Behavior" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Behavior"&gt;behaviors&lt;/a&gt;. Yet for many, friendship is nothing more than the &lt;a title="Trust (sociology)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trust_%28sociology%29"&gt;trust&lt;/a&gt; that someone or something will not harm them. &lt;a title="Value (personal and cultural)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Value_%28personal_and_cultural%29"&gt;Value&lt;/a&gt; that is found in friendships is often the result of a friend demonstrating on a consistent basis:the tendency to &lt;a title="Desire" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desire"&gt;desire&lt;/a&gt; what is &lt;a title="Altruism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altruism"&gt;best for the other&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Sympathy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sympathy"&gt;sympathy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Empathy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empathy"&gt;empathy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Honesty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honesty"&gt;honesty&lt;/a&gt;, perhaps in situations where it may be difficult for others to speak the &lt;a title="Truth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Truth"&gt;truth&lt;/a&gt;, especially in terms of pointing out the perceived faults of one's counterpart, mutual &lt;a title="Understanding" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Understanding"&gt;understanding&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what a friend is anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24051461-3497703264992217242?l=spider-knight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/feeds/3497703264992217242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24051461&amp;postID=3497703264992217242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3497703264992217242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24051461/posts/default/3497703264992217242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spider-knight.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomodachi.html' title='Tomodachi'/><author><name>Spider-knight™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168674793885668978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
