<?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-23863121</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:14:02.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believer-exphose</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-1073320342534054977</id><published>2008-04-19T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:02:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts Fusion: Reverie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arts Fusion: Reverie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys... I'm back to publicise this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/SAoVe6k0uZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IWiBKBJqCRw/s1600-h/Arts+Fusion+08_YJC.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/SAoXg6k0uaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Qp9WmiDBW9Q/s1600-h/Arts+Fusion+08_YJC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190987374744877474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/SAoXg6k0uaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Qp9WmiDBW9Q/s400/Arts%2BFusion%2B08_YJC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm involved in two concerts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elemental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: 26th April 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 7.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tickets: $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;featuring the various dance troupes of YJC:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Malay Cultural Society,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chinese Cultural Society,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indian Cultural SOciety,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ELDDS etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Infinity And Beyond: The Future is in Our Hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a concert by YJ WInds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: 3rd May 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 7.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tickets: $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conducted by: Mr Muhammad Rasul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Repertoire:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Japanese Graffiti V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armenian Dance Part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slavonic Dance No. 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dancing In The Wind- Kaze No Mai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;including special 'STOMP' performance by the J1 members, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YJ WInd's Version of Goldilocks and the Three Bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come down and support us all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-1073320342534054977?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/SAoXg6k0uaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Qp9WmiDBW9Q/s72-c/Arts%2BFusion%2B08_YJC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-546053230945352043</id><published>2007-12-25T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:24:41.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey guys, I'm going to Batam later, leaving at the break of dawn. Wish me safe aightx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Btw, to all my Christian friends, I would like to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 'Tis the season to be jolly, la la la la la... la.. la..la...la.... Lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-546053230945352043?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/546053230945352043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=546053230945352043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/546053230945352043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/546053230945352043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-guys-im-going-to-batam-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-6535731589590193910</id><published>2007-12-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:15:26.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; +Down Memory Lane: A Recap of what seems to be a hectic year+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone, it's been a while since I've updated my blog. I would like to end the year with mhar we usually call 'A Walk Down Memory Lane' and I will show you a month-by-month things that happened to me/ made happened by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/403636385l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah yes, Me, Aishah, Datch and Sumaiyah. This was taken on the last day of her stay in YJC. Miss her loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00475.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Once again, fate has brought me to CTG163 where I met Haziyah (left) and Farhana. Such wonderful and crazy peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSCN1488.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was the SYF (Singapore Youth Festival) Period. Here, I'm with the Saxophonists of EVG winds, hours before their turn to compete. They may look calm, but they were anything but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSCN1480.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Boys just wanna have fun, before a competition that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/P1040907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was YJ Winds turn. This was taken after our turn and thankfully, we got a Silver and it was so emotional that some cried even on the way back to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/viewphoto-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately though, I suffered a medical disorder called Ball's Palsy (that explains the face) where I had problems controlling my face. But still, I went up on stafe and pretended to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/poster3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YJ Winds had our 2nd concert, themed 'To Infinity and Beyond', we played pieces such as Mercury and of course, Empire Strikes Back. I didn't perform though due to my sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/Picture044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A Family Portrait? This was taken in our apartment before checking-out of Tiara Beach Resort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/Picture045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Smiles all around as we head for our next destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/Picture047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thou shall not lie or the you'll get STONED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/Picture081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My unexpected performance on the last night of our Homestay programme at Kampong Lonek, Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;July&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/05072007046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My first cat in years! World, meet my lovely pet cat, B'Lia aka Bell! Cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/05072007051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/05072007071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little Blue-Eyed Wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;September&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/Music_With_Heart_Poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/P1010561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/IMG_3416.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;September 7th marks the day when EVG Winds had their concert 'Music with Hearts' at Republic Poly's Music Studio. Here you see the Saxophone Seniors with their Solos for the piece 'When I Walk Alone'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;October&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00192.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here, we had a consultation with Miss Yeo (Geog Tutor) at McDonalds, but as Haziyah was around, we ate and talked instead of studying. Lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the Eve of Hari Raya Puasa, B'Lia decides to take a nap amongst the Ketupats! Cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The three Stooges! Meet my cousins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Bully and I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/1_717958224l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hari Raya outing with the H2 Malay Students.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC00537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hari Raya Outing with Khalis, Rai, Affiq and the other Montley Crew from EVG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For the second consecutive year, I participated in the Junior College Band Festival. Though I must say, it wasn't as good as last year's festival, I just love the pieces the Fennell band played.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;During the interval, I managed to catch up with Khai and Kak Syafiah. Such a sweet couple!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;President Zul and V.President of Slackers Club having fun with each other... on a Tuba! Lolx!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the Grandeur of the Esplanade Concert Hall. It's been a blessing to have performed here twice.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cam-Whoring in the dressing room: Me, Zul and erm... Casper's back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What I love about Band fest is that student musicians from various schools, coming together and sharing and embracing music together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-6535731589590193910?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/6535731589590193910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=6535731589590193910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/6535731589590193910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/6535731589590193910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/12/highlights-of-2007.html' title='Highlights of 2007'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-3648605012973578542</id><published>2007-09-10T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:34:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Link Between Sarcasm and STUPIDITY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[The Link Between &lt;strong&gt;Sarcasm&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;STUPIDITY&lt;/strong&gt;...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey people, prepare yourselves for one of those entries that offend people and this is targeted at this very person whom I know and I'm sure most of us know as well. I guess by looking at the title you can tell who...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here goes. This person, I guess that he/she has an inefficiency in detecting sarcasm whenever it is thrown towards him/ her or anyone else. Ok I admit that I said something bad to one of my classmates but I meant it as a joke, and I'm sure others take it as such as well, except for this person. He/ She said that it was mean of me to say as such and I guess that he/ she is oblivious that he/ she feels the same way towards the person. Come on la, even his/ her behaviour around this classmate of ours is so obvious la! Let me give an example (which happens a lot of times). Whenever this classmate sit near him/ her or beside him/her. He/ She would screw up his/her face and after some time decides to move him/herself to a place which is further away from this classmate. I know that this classmate might not be pleasant to our olfactory senses, but give the person some slack will you! And I guess that he/ she is so oblivious to his/ her actions that maybe this entry might just give a smack at the back of his/ her damn head! Talk about hours and hours of studying, even to the extent of staying back in school every night but ended up being a 'senior'! But I know he/ she has the knack of doing that. SO I'm not surprised there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/ she also need to brush up on his/ her skills on differentiating the jokes from the real thing la! And there's one incident which happened a few months back which made many eyes roll and people making fun of him/her... and still is. I'm sure some of you may know what I meant. Even my name got dragged into the incident, which in fact I wasn't even involved in it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about hypocrism, he/ she is the hypocrite him/herself. Get a life LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it, insult me, scream at me for all I care but reflect on yourself first before bad-mouthing about/ towards others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-3648605012973578542?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/3648605012973578542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=3648605012973578542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3648605012973578542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3648605012973578542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/09/link-between-sarcasm-and-stupidity.html' title='The Link Between Sarcasm and STUPIDITY...'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-8970605011455371462</id><published>2007-08-12T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:11:12.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Life's a Holiday...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people! welcome back. As you can see, I've changed my skin yet again and this time, I've called it "Life's a Holiday". Why? Well, it's just that it's true y'noe. Without life, there'll be no challenges and exciting experiences that one can find to learn and grow. So people, live every second of your life like as if you're on holiday. You'll learn more about yourself, more than you can imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So toodles peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-8970605011455371462?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/8970605011455371462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=8970605011455371462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/8970605011455371462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/8970605011455371462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/08/lifes-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-4409684440565106350</id><published>2007-08-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:31:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[The Eve of Singapore’s 42nd…]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I could get rid of you that easily huh? Well, here’s another entry. But before I go on any further, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 42nd BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So How’s my eve of National Day? –Tiring! Well what do you expect, in the morning, YJ had its 3-in-1 celebrations which includes National Day Commemoration, Sports Day and College day and the band had to perform some pieces. To make it worse, we played under the scorching sun and without chairs! It is by far the most unenjoyable performance for me. No offence but I’m speaking the truth. To add on to that, kept seeing the same folks clinging on to one another and somehow, it irritates me. Even my dear gossip buddy in band thinks so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, in a way, the school events were banal to the point of extinction and Rodney won the House Cup- AGAIN! And Admiralty as usual, the bottom three. No surprise there. But hey, I wasn’t even there at the Grandstand most of the time as I was sleeping in the band room. Well, at least I get to watch the staff race and the ENGLISH DEPARTMENT won an event! 2nd and 3rd were teachers from the Science and Maths department, but hey, ENGLISH rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the shool events, went to visit Hidayah at Tan Tock Seng Hopital and Alhamdulillah she’s in stable condition. To think that there were only six of us there, but apparently, Cecilia, Shikin and Dianah came as well. Our dear Haziyah went as well. What a funny girl she was, and still is. Some of us bought and/or made Hidayah some things that we got from the hospital shops- where something happened which I am at no liberty to discuss it with you guys. Then after 45 minutes past 2, we decided to take off. While some of us went to eat, me, Sumaiyah and Aishah decided to head back home. On the way back, we met up with a friend from 'first three months' and he's now in SAJC. Good for you lad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got home, rested for a while and took off for the city, where I met Aishah, Mala, Shahrir, Farahin, Madhiah, Farhanah and Addinu for a performance/ competition at Victoria Theatre and I never expected the turn-out to be a lot. We attended this 'Pentas Budaya: Sulam, Selam, Silam' and it was so exciting! A friend of mine from Mendaki back in the day was one of the actors/ competitor there. And guess what, I've learnt of a new word- "Sophisti-KETOD"! (sophisticated). I guess I laughed the loudest out of the 8 of us as I it was time for me to let my hair down (figuratively). Apparently, my friend's group didn't win but the winning group's performance is very good as well. Congrats Purnama Sari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we decided to find a place to eat, but even the Mcdonalds at Boat Quay was packed. With that, Farahin, Madhiah and Addinu headed for home. Apparently, we were at this street which had lots of pubs and Addinu pulled me and Shahrir aside to give us some security advices before me, Mala, Shahrir, Farhanah and Aishah ventured of into the unknown and dangerous street. Alhamdulillah, we managed to get out of there safely and decided to roam about to search for other food stalls. Finally after what seemed 30 minutes, we reached Chinatown and went for Mcdonalds there. It was not until midnight when we flagged down a cab and all of us dropped at Yishun where we all went out separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that people, concludes this entry. But before I go off, I would like to thank some people. Firstly, all of you who went out with me last night, especially to Aishah, Farhanah and Shahrir for helping me out financially (I promise to pay you guys back asap) and Addinu for the advice that you gave to me and Shahrir. So thanks a lot guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 'till then, toodles everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-4409684440565106350?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/4409684440565106350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=4409684440565106350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4409684440565106350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4409684440565106350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/08/eve-of-singapores-42ndth-you-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-7637326283545236889</id><published>2007-08-09T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:03:48.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The Rebellion…]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! I’m back for the week and I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this ever since Monday. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the most scary day that I had this year. It’s not because of tests or not doing my homework. But it is about the health of my classmates! The day started off normally until our dear Haziyah vomited and I don’t who, adviced her to take early leave- which she did by the  way. Because of that, we were late for GP lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that’s not the scariest part. It happened during maths lesson and one of my classmates suffered fits. It was a tense situation and ALMOST everyone was shocked and in a way, helped her to calm down. It was so scary that when I saw her having the fits, I started reciting Al-Quranic verses that I know of. I was so caught up with what was happening that I didn’t realize something else that happened. Sumaiyah, Aishah and I guess Nurafidah went to the office to get help and once she was sent to the office to treat treatment, we continued with our work. Truth is, while doing the ‘supposedly’ test as the class assignment, I kept thinking about my classmate- thinking whether she is alright and all. So some of us (well mainly the Malay students) went  to check up on her in the office and some of us were told to leave and go back to our CT venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not until then that I found out the other thing that happened when my classmate got the fits. Apparently I was told that someone had, instead of helping out or acknowledge the Maths class incident, said something inhumane and rude. Oh well, it has got something to do with the words “Maths Test” and “screwed” and the action of ‘looking at the time-table to check on what lesson would be next’ which at the same time, not ACKNOWLEDGING what was going on! How could she do that? Come on l, what if the one having the fits is her and that no one, I mean NONE at all, came to her help. I guess that she did not understand the meaning of APATHY and ‘PUTTING YOURSELF/ HERSELF in the other’s shoes’. Come on la, you’re like 16/ 17 years old this year and I am sure that you do know how to respect others right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the exciting part was, during CT period, everyone knew what she did and we somehow tried to discuss her actions discreetly (well, I guess we were being nice) but all thanks to our dear CT and her dumb-headedness, we majorly digressed and apparently didn’t manage to affect her in any way. Talk about using YOUR BRAIN, especially in JC la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up ‘till now, most of us are still talking about her and her dumb actions, and guess what, things will never be the same again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to this dumb friend of ours, can you please, try to GET YOUR HEAD RIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7637326283545236889?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7637326283545236889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7637326283545236889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7637326283545236889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7637326283545236889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/08/rebellion-hey-guys-im-back-for-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-7032202782183874293</id><published>2007-08-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T19:50:27.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To blog or not to blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;To blog or not to blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people! It's been a while since I've blogged. I've been going through alot during my absence from cyberspace and I've never been much happier. I'm doing great! The illness that I told you guys about have mostly healed and I've did fairly well for by Block Tests! The only thing that angers me quite constantly is the presence of the 'Turtleneck' and I've decided to call my class, 'The Order of the Turtlenecks'! Guess who this 'Turtleneck' of ours is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, lets begin on today's topic. Blogging has inevitably become a world's norm and more and more people around the world have their own blogs. Blogs are meant to allow people to express what they feel about their lives and all other crap there is. But people should be more careful about what they say in their blogs. I'm not saying that they should stop blogging, but instead, I'm trying to point out that blogs, like all things, have its flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days earlier, during assembly, a friend of mine told me that she had done my friend test. I was somewhat relieved that someone has started a conversation with me as the assembly was banal to the point of extinction, I asked her one quetion, Have you ever thought of making your blog private?'. Her being who she is, she immediately gave me an argument. She went on by saying that she wouldn't even start her blog if it were to be made private and all the other stuff that she said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read her blog and frankly, her entries are so personal to the point that some of them, well most of them are offensive- like as WERE mine, then. I'm just trying to point out, a blog must be healthy in content and not offensive in a way that could creat controversy. Speaking from my own experience, you would WANT to avoid such controversy. One of her entries talked about a rift she had with another friend of mine (which I found a blood-sucking hypocrite- pardon my language) and she somehow included me as one of the people involved, which I wasn't! This controversy had sparked several arguments, fights etc and even, people are starting to make fun of her. Remember my entry on suicide, if you're a frequent of my blog, you would have seen all those stupid remarks made by the public. Well, hers is worse. This hypocrite friend of mine still bitch about her to other people like what she has been doing for the past few years I've known her, without even realising it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So people, you do have the right to blog, but please, try to make it a healthy one... There's more to worry other than starting of controversies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7032202782183874293?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7032202782183874293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7032202782183874293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7032202782183874293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7032202782183874293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To blog or not to blog...'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-2789358740844055930</id><published>2007-07-31T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:06:14.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend test!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/814501"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/814501/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-2789358740844055930?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/2789358740844055930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=2789358740844055930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2789358740844055930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2789358740844055930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/07/friend-test.html' title='Friend test!'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-5338296604771639721</id><published>2007-05-14T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:03:25.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-SYF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;+Post-SYF+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys, sorry for not updating much these days. I've been really busy over the past few weeks due to several huge committments- SYF, COncert, Illness etc. It has been a roller coaster ride and my nerves got the better of me... literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was so close to make to make it to SYF when something terrible happened. I'm was diagnopsed with Ball's Palsy where one of my nerves got swollen due to a possible injury or strain which hjappened to my neck. It has affected half of my face, some of my speech and I can;t smile like before. My world just spun around, affecting me tremendously. It hapenned just a week before SYF and I.. worked so hard in for this SYF and now myu dreams are shattered. There goes my ABRSM certificate, there goes my future... *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But hey, i said to myself, I can still make music can't I? Maybe not through the saxophone but what about strings, or percussion or even vocals. i can still meke life work, just a bit different that's all. So I picked up the violin which I got for m,y 11th birthday and started bowing! It wasn't bad at first but it was ok. Besides the violin, I'm picking up the piano as well and currently, I'm just working on piano chords since it helps me with my vocals as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking about vocals, I've started this regime where i would do 2 hours of vocal training everyday so that i can prepare myself for my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, back to SYF, it was nerve-wrecking. Thankfully, Mr Sim allowed me to join the band for SYF and just act out during the competition. I thought to myself, why waste the school's money for the blazer and giving the impression of being one who fails too easily to my section mates. I as SL should show a good example right. So i just joined in so that I could give them moral support and guess what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never been so proud of my section for my whole entire life!&lt;/em&gt; They played really, really, really well! Congrats saxophones for making my day on Friday. I guess having the sectionals the night before helps huh? Anyway, there's a high chance that I might consider transferring to the percussion section, but please remember, I will always be a saxophonist by heart and I will still give you guys my support. So to the next SL, I wish you luck and please don't forget to remember me... lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RkgcLgkM2qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QiZt-gwyPXY/s1600-h/P1040907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064328765024033442" style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RkgcLgkM2qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QiZt-gwyPXY/s320/P1040907.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that YJ Winds ot a Silver and finally, I"M IN A SILVER BAND! After 2 SYFs, finally a SIlver! Hope that we could keep it up and maybe get a GOLD for the next SYF... lolx... let's work together guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, that's it for today so see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-5338296604771639721?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/5338296604771639721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=5338296604771639721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5338296604771639721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5338296604771639721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-syf.html' title='Post-SYF'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RkgcLgkM2qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QiZt-gwyPXY/s72-c/P1040907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-7249024099062593242</id><published>2007-04-12T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:41:26.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Youth Festival (SYF)- More surprises this year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore Youth Festival (SYF)- More surprises this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm back once again... all this controversy, what ever la eh. I've gotten over it, it's all rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been keeping track of the Singapore Youth Festival (SYF) Central Judging for Concert Bands and currently it has just ended it's forth day of competition. A lot of surprises this year- both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I went for the first day of SYF and I followed the EVG WInds for their Syf. I got to watch Queenstown's, Si Ling's, St. Theresas' and Evergreen's SYF and when they announced the results, I cried! I reAlly cried. Standards was too high I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only that, there were even more surprises. I was surprised with Temasek Winds and Orchid Park la. Gold with honours Bands getting SILVER! OMG! I wonder how they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... for more resluts from SYF, go to this website --&gt; &lt;a href="http://sgbandfusion.com/syf/results.htm"&gt;http://sgbandfusion.com/syf/results.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles people... YJ Winds Syf coming up... I'm bloody scared...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7249024099062593242?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7249024099062593242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7249024099062593242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7249024099062593242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7249024099062593242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/04/singapore-youth-festival-syf-more.html' title='Singapore Youth Festival (SYF)- More surprises this year?'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-3213545867128614685</id><published>2007-03-28T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:47:32.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Tagged+</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;+Tagged+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, first of all, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;, go get a life and stop disturbing me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aightx&lt;/span&gt;... people who visit someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; blog and wrote bad comments in them are just dumb and childish... so just shut up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aightx&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lighter&lt;/span&gt; note, I've been tagged by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akhbar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and instructions are as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"this is what you are supposed to cut and paste to participate in the tagging game.. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things about themselves as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Whenever I watch those talent shows such as &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;So You Think You Can Dance?&lt;/em&gt;, I would have at least something bad to say about the contestants, even those good ones! I don't know why but I guess I'm becoming the worst critic ever lived (an exaggeration of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I qualified for the next round of &lt;em&gt;Gemilang 2007&lt;/em&gt;. This Malay Hosting competition organised by Innova JC in collaboration with MLPC. Honestly, I didn't even expect me making it through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Kept getting into unexpected situations. It never fails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I talk to myself and my pillow! I'm the only child what, so what'd you think I'd do for a friend at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Thinks that Bradell is a one-tracked station but it isn't. It's a two-tracked station (ala Dover) and I've just realised it a few days back! I can't believe for 17 years I thought that the trains share the same doors and would take turns to come in and berth at the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Willing to donate my hair as a cause. You know, my hair could be used for wigs etc... then the proceeds from the sales of the wigs I would donate to charity and so on. Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, the six people I tagged&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Azmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Felicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Meryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Seha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Shariman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-3213545867128614685?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/3213545867128614685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=3213545867128614685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3213545867128614685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3213545867128614685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged.html' title='+Tagged+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-6066796196584348158</id><published>2007-03-23T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:59:18.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people, I'm back after a long hiatus. From my previous post (well before the Dame SHirley Bassey post), I said that I had thoughts of suicide la and all that crap. It even sparked some form of controversy and u can read them in my tag-board. No matter what, to all who tagged, even the nasty ones, I thank you for visiting and even bothering to actually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my blog. And for the record, I'm fine now and things have been workde out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, it's the start of the new term and Monday was the first time I met my new classmates. I've been posted into CTG &lt;em&gt;136&lt;/em&gt; and I'm the &lt;strong&gt;ONLY GUY!&lt;/strong&gt; And, it's the last class (but not necessarily the worst). Somehow I feel that they give priority to single literature students instead of double lit students, but who cares right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, life in band has never been better as... I'VE GOTTEN NEW MEMBERS for my section! From a pathetic two to a great FIVE! Finally a FULL section! I'm so happy. And all of them are guys la, so Kristelle, you ARE now the rose amongst the thorns. But don't worry, we won't hurt you one. There are still a few arrangements to be done. I'm considering transferring myself up to 2nd Alto as Mr Sim feels that there's too much tenors. I've been wanting to play alto from secondary school and I guess that my dream is finally coming true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people! The &lt;em&gt;Anugerah&lt;/em&gt; auditions is around the corner and I'm still contemplating whether I should try-out for it. Still contemplating... hmm.. should I or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently, I'm in a Malay Hosting competition '&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gemilang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' organised by the &lt;em&gt;New Media Arts of IJC in collaboration with MLLP&lt;/em&gt;. Although I don't really have the confidence in it, i am still trying me best for it. But me and AIshah encountered ome problems yesterday and thankfully the organisers except what we had to offer. Aishah is sending in the video to IJC today! Hope we can make it through the next round. Wish us luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So that's it for today people! See you soon aightx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-6066796196584348158?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/6066796196584348158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=6066796196584348158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/6066796196584348158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/6066796196584348158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-7795236139247615305</id><published>2007-02-13T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:26:03.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+I'm not ready to make nice+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;-I'm not ready to make nice-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys, how are you all? I'm not doing too good right now and I guess that you could say that my old demons are coming back to haunt me again. Demons that makes me suffer as if I'm in the deep depths of hell. This entry may be a little disturbing and if you feel the need to do something, just go ahead (like as if you all care right?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANyway, for the past few days, my mood has been really grumpy and gloomy even during the CVD Carnival at YJC. I know that some of you might think that I was happy and doing fine during the CVD but actually I wasn't. I really wasn't myself on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Demons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Haunting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Disturbing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Suicide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes people, suicide. That was what I have been thinking of for the past few days. There were similar instances back then where I felt the urge to kill myself, to end life here and now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I know that it's disturbing but this has ever happened many times before. I felt that the whole world is a giant rollercoster bound to go off-track soon. Ups and downs, sharp turns and unexpected falls. Life. SOmetimes it's cruel, yet other times, it's a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is is just me or am I being surrounded by mostly negative people, all these negative energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fuckers who thinks that I do not fit into the society, bastards who have the perception of me being gay just because I hang around with girls, bitches who keep talking behind my back, people in general who judges people like me on the outside instead of the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Curse you people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Curse you indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess that mass media is partly or wholly to be blamed on this as it evokes a streotypical perception of beauty labeling all of us chubby people as ugly freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn you indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry people but like I said,I've not been feeling like myself for the past few days... please try to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why must people be like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just because I'm fat you need to start judge me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or is it just because you think that you're too perfect as compared to me and my counterparts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one's perfect la, except for God Himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So fuck off la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry to my friends if you find this too much but it's meant for those freaks who thinks they're too good until they look down on people like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're my friends, prove it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't really believe in life anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7795236139247615305?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7795236139247615305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7795236139247615305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7795236139247615305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7795236139247615305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-ready-to-make-nice.html' title='+I&apos;m not ready to make nice+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-4941872781669641302</id><published>2007-02-05T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:26:03.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, Tired and Pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sick, Tired and Pissed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys and sorry for not updating my blog that often (like as if you care) as I was busy either being out with people or just having continuous revisions of my schoolwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the past few weeks, my immune system have been getting a beating as I've been falling sick more often! First it was ear fungal infection, then diarrhea, followed by food poisoning and fever. In total, I've been getting a total of 5 MCs within the month and that's a record for me. Not only my health got affected, but so does my financial status. We went to both public and private doctors and the total sum spent on my health    is so high that I practically got down with fever again! Another cost of bad immune system. Even now, I'm having a slight flu and I ain't liking it! Tomorrow is tuesday and there's Geography and maths tutorials! These two subjects are my favourite subjects and I couldn't bear to miss them as I've missed lessons on last friday. And I'm glad that I managed to pass the recent indices test but I'm still not satispied with my marks. Ok la I know that I'm the highest in class but 19 is still not a good mark for me. Stupid question 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, got my first Geog compliment from Mdm Selvi about two weeks back and I'm happy for myself. "I can tell that you've put in a lot of effort in your work" and that meant alot to me. Thanks Mdm Selvi! I somewhat regretted not taking Geography last year where I was taking Economics back then and what a disappointment it was. Haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like I said earlier, I've been going out with my people for the past few weeks and I've been seeing the EVG Band freaks for the most number of times since december last year. It's amazing how well I gelled with them even though most of them hated me before and now, they just kept clinging on to me... am I that irresistible? Lolx! But it's been real fun hanging out with them and it was just yesterday when I hung out with Rui Qing and Aref. We had fun and my feet suffered the most! Even now lor! But for the sake of their company, I didn't mind. On friday also I went out with them. After my doctor's appointment at Alexandra Hospital, we went for Mr Lai's and Mr Lim's concert where it only features the 'Just Brass' Ensemble @ Young Musician's Society and my mood was dampened by someone there. During the after-concert dinner, me, seng kiat, aref and nash went to eat at mcdonalds as the place where the rest were eating were not halal. so at mcdonalds, i had the time of my life intrash talking two of the most irritating people in the world and most obnoxious people I've known. Even the other three agrees with me. And during the bus ride home, I continued my trash-talk with tony, kaizhi and rui qing. Aref kept asking me to stop but I purposely didnt as I had ulterior motives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway people, I have to go now as I have someone to tutor. See you guys soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-4941872781669641302?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/4941872781669641302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=4941872781669641302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4941872781669641302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4941872781669641302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/02/sick-tired-and-pissed.html' title='Sick, Tired and Pissed!'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-3568510240048280304</id><published>2007-01-29T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:04:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;+Dreamgirls+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="278" width="266"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iDuB--ZPfcw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iDuB--ZPfcw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch this! Features &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-3568510240048280304?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/3568510240048280304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=3568510240048280304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3568510240048280304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3568510240048280304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreamgirls-im-gonna-watch-this-features.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-4588436982194505679</id><published>2007-01-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:15:56.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+A New Day Has Come...+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;+A New Day Has Come..+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hola people! Sorry that it's been a while since I've lasted updated this blog but I've been really busy working hard for the past week.  If there's still those of you who have not known, I've been retained in JC1 and to clarify with you all, I've never been happy. I love being retained! Funny right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I've taken up a new subject, that is Geography (replaced Economics) and it's fun! Well, I do hope that it will remain that way as the year goes on. I've gotten my first compliment from my Geography Subject Tutor (ST) and that motivates me to continue working harder lor. Amazingly, I kept reading my lecture notes on Plate Tectonics everyday this week! On the bus, during breaks, before sleep... I'm turning out to be a Geography freak! And I'm loving it! My ST is Mdm Gunaselvi and she's really a good teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides that, I'm more of a maths freak now as I've completed my lecture notes for the first topic of Indices and surds and even the assignments! Unexpectedly, Mathematics became my favourite and one of my strongest subjects in YJC! I used to hate maths but I LOVE maths now lor! My maths teacher used to be Miss Phoon for the first few days since I joined P32 and she reminds me of Mr Fazli. I won't elaborate further as what Meryl mentioned, some teachers tend to read their students' blogs and I'd be risky if I describe Miss Phoon here. Now I'm being thought by this male chinese teacher whom I don't the name of and he's just PLAIN boring! Nvm la, I'll work on my own... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm still taking Malay Language and Literature and Literature in English. Got Cikgu Said as my MLL teacher (as well Cikgu Noraidah). Cikgu Said is erm... I don't know what to say la, but he's been kind to us for the past few days as some of us have been ordering food from Johore through Cikgu Said. We paid about $1 to $1.20 and the balance of these money would be donated to a school's building fund there. It's good right! Who says that Singaporeans are selfish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The for Lit, guess what! I got Miss Tan Su Linn as one of my lit teachers and oh my gosh! It's terrifying la! The other lit teacher is Mr Leong Fangshao (or something like that) and I'd say, I've stick to Mr SNg rather than him lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, a new life had began for me and I'm making it a pledge that I'd make use of this whole year to strive for excellence! Wish me luck people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ps, I'm learning Basic Spanish French now as I've made a deal with my friend from the Community Centre that we'd teach other French or Spanish when we meet on Sunday the week after next. So Au Revoire people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-4588436982194505679?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/4588436982194505679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=4588436982194505679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4588436982194505679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/4588436982194505679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-day-has-come.html' title='+A New Day Has Come...+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-3283575311078222043</id><published>2007-01-19T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:37:54.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Retained...+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;+Retained...+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes people, it's official. I'm now a retainee in YJC. Ya I know that it's a bit humiliating but I actually expected it. To me, being retained is better than having to suffer going through the subjects again. What if I were to be promoted, surely the chances of me going to university would be like what, 5%? So might as well I retain and go through some of the subjects that I did last year again. Yes people, I said SOME but not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Economics, that's definitely out. I can't stand the subject. They said that it's all about common sense. Common sense my foot la. It's so bloody difficult to understand la. The thing is, I tried learning all the concepts but I just can't figure out where and when to use them. What with fierce STs (subject tutors) and notes that lacks information, I hate Economics. Just hate it. So goodbye Econs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm considering of changing my Literature in English from H2 level to H1 level. Another killer subject. I hate Antony and Cleopatra lor. Barge passage la, Actium war la, just can't grasp what the characters are trying to portray in the play. At least Narayan's 'The Guide' is easier to grasp than A&amp;C. Well, literature is a subject that I'm considering to switch the levels or just replacing it with Chinese Studies... yes people, CHINESE STUDIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr Heng said that Chinese Studies is also conducted in English and we basically need to learn about the Chinese Culture. He also said that probably the students will be going to China during the June holidays and he suggested to me that I could try out for the subject- go to the classes and such... but still, I'm still considering between CS and EN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then Mathematics. I actually wanted to take H2 maths rather than H1 maths that I took last year. But the thing is, the minimum requirement is that I should have at least a PASS in A Maths and/or Distinction in E Maths for 'O' Levels. And I doubt that they'll let me take it as I got a miserable 'U' for my maths january block test. Haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Malay Language and Literature is a definite keep as I've tried the proses, poems, novel and dramas and I hope with more time to study it and a background of it, I could score better in my Sastera. And who knows might be able to go for another immersion trip during the June holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Wah, if I take MLL and CS, I could go to two countries ah! Cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh ya, I've gotten into the same CTG as six other retainees, some of them I know of and the CTG is P32. 7 Retainees sia! But anyway, I must promise myself to work harder this year. AKE UP KHAIRUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So people, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-3283575311078222043?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/3283575311078222043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=3283575311078222043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3283575311078222043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/3283575311078222043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/01/retained.html' title='+Retained...+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-5219452215324556868</id><published>2007-01-04T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:20:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Resolution, resolutions and more resolutions+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Resolution, resolutions and more resolutions+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey everyone! Happy 2007! Ya I know that it's a little bit too late to wish you guys a HAPPY NEW YEAR, but hey, it IS the New Year right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANyway, 2006 has been the most memorable year for me because it's the year that I hate! 2006 was a year of hardships, insecurities and God have Mercy, BORING! I've changed drastically in 2006 and was not the same me as I was in Evergreen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But, it's not all about hardships and the other crap that I said earlier, but I've had my laughs and joy as well. Met new friends (and some old ones) and they are the best people that I've ever met! People like Wana, mira, Aisyah, Felicia, Meryl, Grace... (the list goes on) they brightened up my days in YJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Academics was the worst for me in 2006 and I kept failing some subjects. The funny thing was that, the subject I loathed in EVG, became my favourite subject in YJC- Maths! Amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway, I did not make any New Year Resolutions in 2006 and look what happened... bad year! So I think I'll make my resolutions for 2007... so here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Save up on my daily allowances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.Try avoiding owing people (especially in Band) money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3.Revise my subjects daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.Submit my assignments on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5.Watch movies in cinemas at least once a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6.Exercise- avoid skipping PEs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;7.Eat wisely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8.Eat more vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;9.Learn how to cook more dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Start with my preparations for ABRSM Music Examinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. Start honning my talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;12. Start living up to expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13. Initiate the Alumni Winds of Evergreen Secondary project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;14. Go for more ARTS performances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;15. Kick the habit of irritating people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;16. Be involved in more community service events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;17. Shower my parents and family with more love and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18. Be more considerate and understanding to all my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;19. Avoid bad-mouthing about others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Be nobody else but MYSELF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Once again people, happy 2007 and I wish you all luck in the year ahead and years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-5219452215324556868?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/5219452215324556868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=5219452215324556868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5219452215324556868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5219452215324556868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2007/01/resolution-resolutions-and-more.html' title='+Resolution, resolutions and more resolutions+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-1669103287689137630</id><published>2006-12-27T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:50:32.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Akhbar asked me to do this quiz... so here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q1. Favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt;... so what if it's a GAY colour... it symbolises ROYALTY also you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q2.Fantasy or reality?&lt;/strong&gt; A bit of both... Sometime I'll be in the land of Fantasy then *piak* kena smacked by Reality da! At least it saved me from myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q3. Last outing?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm... does JC Band Fest at Esplanade count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q4. Last person you kissed?&lt;/strong&gt; Cheeks- Yes, Lips- You think I dumb is it? Which fool would admit that he or she has ever kissed on the lips publicly? Bozzo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q5. Latest time you went to bed?&lt;/strong&gt; 4am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q6. Favourite band(s)?&lt;/strong&gt; Evanescence and QUEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q7. Attached or single?&lt;/strong&gt; Have you seen my pictures? Would you love to be attached with the big person in the pictures? Obviously single lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q8. First love?&lt;/strong&gt; Love- None... Crushes- PLENTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q9. Favourite day of the week.&lt;/strong&gt; Thursday... the most relaxed day of the week for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q10. Favourite number(s)?&lt;/strong&gt; 3 and 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q11. Favourite month of the year?&lt;/strong&gt; June and November!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q12. First enemy?&lt;/strong&gt; Muhammad Affiq Bin Samat... currently in IJC but we're okay since Primary 6... he's a good friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q13. Do you smoke?&lt;/strong&gt; You should have asked "Did you ever smoked before?" My answer would be 'YES'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q14. Hated day of the week.&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday... tonnes and tonnes of homework to be completed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q16. First movie.&lt;/strong&gt; POWER RANJERS THE MOVIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q17. Last movie.&lt;/strong&gt; Happy Feet! "I know size may be daunting, but don't worry... I LOVE YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q18. Most hated subject?&lt;/strong&gt; ECONOMICS! Hands Down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q19. Last mall you went to?&lt;/strong&gt; Northpoint... ate at McDs with some of the EVG Band freaks! Lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q20. Current time?&lt;/strong&gt; 12.35am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most luckiest people to do this quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qamarul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rui QIng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taufiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syafiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-1669103287689137630?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/1669103287689137630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=1669103287689137630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/1669103287689137630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/1669103287689137630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz.html' title='Quiz...'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-2563634243743321736</id><published>2006-12-25T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:02:03.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Band Series P3+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;+Junior College Band Festival 2006+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(This entry was intended to be posted on Christmas Day, but sorry for the late entry- like as if you care right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To conclude my Band Months Series, I'm going to talk about my first ever Band fest experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12 Junior COlleges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days of practices and sectionals at NIE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Festival Bands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debussy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saint Saens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Conductors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kikuo Atarashi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Alan Lourens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Joseph Cheung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st December...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade Concert Hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An experience I will never forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was in the Saint Saens Band and we played four pieces- March Suite Espanol, Folk Dances, St. Florian Choral and Copacabana- four pieces that I like! My favourite was Copacabana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival lasted for four days, where the concert was on the last day of the festival. Three straight days of practices made me lean a whole bunch of stuff! For example, I've learnt how to play like a professional saxophonist and how I could prevent my lips from hurting due to long hours on the instrument. Besides that, made some new friends even though I was and still am intimidated by them because they're way better than me! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within those three days, the practices and the sectionals were great and I guess I've flourished in my music-making skills. Mr Cheung was fun and Mr Atarashi was magnificent in what he does (even though his English was a little hard to understand, but we still had a good laugh as a band).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I've heard the cheperones (is that how you spell it?) said that Saint Saens band was the best band out of the four. I hope that's true! When I told my parents about this, they told me that Saint Saens was the best band because we played a very popular Jazz piece- Copacabana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The on concert day, assembled at 2.30pm on the concourse (I actually met up with Betty earlier to follow her getting her court shoes from her workplace) and our cheperones handed out our esplanade passes and the heavier instruments people were the first ones to be escorted backstage to get our instruments and the first ones to get into the dressing room. We walked for quite a distance and up/ down a few storeys to fetch our instruments before proceeding to the dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG the dressing room, firstly, it was packed (Debussy and Saint Saens guys in the same room) and some of the girls decided to hang around the male dressing room and we just waited for our turn and had fun! Some were practicing, while others were just mingling and played some games. Me and Samantha played Bingo and did some mind-games and it was blood fun la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it was almost our turn, went for tuning la, warm-up la and some other stuff before the emcee introduced "BAND SAINT SAENS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall was not fully filled but at least it's the Esplanade Concert Hall, so I didn't give a damn about the audience. My parents were there too! And they were sitting so close to the stage and oMG it was awkward you know. They waved, I waved and started to focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm tired from typing... to sum it all up, the JC Band Fest 2006 was a BLAST! Damn! I'm so joining it again for 2007! So see you guys...Here are some pictures taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jcbf2006.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.jcbf2006.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqMkJjJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pBgoJ1o3QXw/s1600-h/IMG_4215.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015475687697022514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqMkJjJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pBgoJ1o3QXw/s320/IMG_4215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqMxJjJ_kI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hZ3BqZYQ8NA/s1600-h/IMG_4231.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015475911035321922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqMxJjJ_kI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hZ3BqZYQ8NA/s320/IMG_4231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqM8JjJ_lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bjGXXt4d4ro/s1600-h/IMG_4232.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015476100013882962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqM8JjJ_lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bjGXXt4d4ro/s320/IMG_4232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNJpjJ_mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nalilfG2D4k/s1600-h/IMG_4235.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015476331942116962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNJpjJ_mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nalilfG2D4k/s320/IMG_4235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNVpjJ_nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zcRbXZycitk/s1600-h/IMG_4246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015476538100547186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNVpjJ_nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zcRbXZycitk/s320/IMG_4246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNgZjJ_oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/plgWkTD3vmg/s1600-h/IMG_4252.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015476722784140930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNgZjJ_oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/plgWkTD3vmg/s320/IMG_4252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNtpjJ_pI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FN1gqFphhP0/s1600-h/IMG_4257.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015476950417407634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqNtpjJ_pI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FN1gqFphhP0/s320/IMG_4257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqN6ZjJ_qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BclZ3OQPh80/s1600-h/IMG_4236.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015477169460739746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqN6ZjJ_qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BclZ3OQPh80/s320/IMG_4236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-2563634243743321736?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/2563634243743321736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=2563634243743321736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2563634243743321736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2563634243743321736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/band-series-p3.html' title='+Band Series P3+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RZqMkJjJ_jI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pBgoJ1o3QXw/s72-c/IMG_4215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-7807465612036979708</id><published>2006-12-25T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:29:09.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Band Series P2+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+YJC Winds+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey guys, before I go on any further, I'd like to wish a very Maerry Christmas to all my friends celbrating it. Have fun for this joyous season of giving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, I'd like to continue my Band Month Series and for this entry, I'd like to talk about the YJ Winds and the events that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Prior to the XMas concert which was held on the 23rd of December, the YJC Winds had a band camp where it was more to intensive rather than a leisure camp. There were NO games (from what I recalled) and sad to say, I did not have fun for the camp. But at least I got to improve my playing of the concert repertoire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then it was break from YJC WInds practices as we had our BAND FEST practices and concert for 4 days straight (I'll get to that later). When we came back on Friday, people were not in their best moods and some people were frustrated and some were disappointed of him or herselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Since I am the treasurer, I was told on THAT DAY ITSELF that I have to work with the ticketing committee and it was so STRESSFUL. Have to collect all unsold tickets and money for sold tickets! And to intensify my stress level, the auditorium was only half filled! Imagine, more that 200 UNSOLD tickets! and I guess I managed to receive some of the unsold tickets as there were some members who have yet returned their tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Concert wise, I guess I know what went wrong and it was just not our best concert ever. And Oh my GOD! It's our first ever self-organised concert and we did not perform as well! Oh the HORROR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's ok, let us work harder next time... we should ALL work harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm sorry if any of the YJ WInds members read this but it's just what I feel as a musician, as well as an audience member....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enough rants, here are some pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012295568366628146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AQ13B7TI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e2ZuYf0N7bc/s320/saxos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Band Camp BBQ night- Saxophone Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;From Left: Kristelle, Syafiah and ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AJF3B7SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HlQ6mn35WtE/s1600-h/330961952l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012295435222641954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AJF3B7SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HlQ6mn35WtE/s320/330961952l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-concert fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;From Left: Me, Syafiah, Betty, Claudia and Ziting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AE13B7RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1bI3hyJ7I1g/s1600-h/288553726l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012295362208197906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AE13B7RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1bI3hyJ7I1g/s320/288553726l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOWY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;From Left: Me, Claudia and Jia Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY8__13B7QI/AAAAAAAAADs/OSZB3F6UX4I/s1600-h/281560832l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012295276308851970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY8__13B7QI/AAAAAAAAADs/OSZB3F6UX4I/s320/281560832l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOWY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me and Syafiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7807465612036979708?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7807465612036979708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7807465612036979708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7807465612036979708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7807465612036979708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/band-series-p2.html' title='+Band Series P2+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY9AQ13B7TI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e2ZuYf0N7bc/s72-c/saxos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-965970560789232151</id><published>2006-12-24T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:31:26.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Band Series P1+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+EVG Band+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hey guys, sorry for not updating that much for the past few weeks because I've really been busy. I've become a full-pledged Band freak because all I've been doing all this while was going for band practices. What to do, I love my craft and making music is the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going for EVG band practice more frequently now and it's been a blast. I've performed in concerts with the EVG band members at Jurong West Primary School and the Xmas concert (inaugural) organised by the band itself. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Xmas concert was on the second day of their band camp. Poor thing that Taufiq and Akhbar had to leave school on the first night even though they've brought everything as they thought they could overnight. But Mr didn't allow, so the solution? Sleep-over at my house! We did nothing much except for watching 'Take the Lead' and then slept (all of us were too tired, especially me- Band Fest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was concert day but I only managed to report to EVG band at around 3pm as I had Band Fest practice in the morning. When I arrived, they were doing the decorations for the concert and then it was time to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert-wise, it was ok, not exactly what I expected but they've done fairly well for their first parents concert. Good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough typing... let the pictures do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6c913B7JI/AAAAAAAAACY/yqVegS9-iL0/s1600-h/456.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012116021553786002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6c913B7JI/AAAAAAAAACY/yqVegS9-iL0/s320/456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saxophone section at JWPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6dVF3B7KI/AAAAAAAAACg/QBMNGRkq1BI/s1600-h/32912870764892l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012116420985744546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6dVF3B7KI/AAAAAAAAACg/QBMNGRkq1BI/s320/32912870764892l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumnis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6dk13B7LI/AAAAAAAAACo/0m_1LoHAot8/s1600-h/SV102645.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012116691568684210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6dk13B7LI/AAAAAAAAACo/0m_1LoHAot8/s320/SV102645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun at the basketball court (2nd night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6d3V3B7MI/AAAAAAAAACw/hztSq0q-Bo4/s1600-h/SV102639.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012117009396264130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6d3V3B7MI/AAAAAAAAACw/hztSq0q-Bo4/s320/SV102639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6eGl3B7NI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y4cdkvz3O7c/s1600-h/SV102609.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012117271389269202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6eGl3B7NI/AAAAAAAAAC4/y4cdkvz3O7c/s320/SV102609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6egF3B7OI/AAAAAAAAADA/l7joKnkE1Eo/s1600-h/SV102604.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012117709475933410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6egF3B7OI/AAAAAAAAADA/l7joKnkE1Eo/s320/SV102604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6e1l3B7PI/AAAAAAAAADI/g83dZNwLBFk/s1600-h/SV102590.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012118078843120882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6e1l3B7PI/AAAAAAAAADI/g83dZNwLBFk/s320/SV102590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos... want more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-965970560789232151?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/965970560789232151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=965970560789232151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/965970560789232151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/965970560789232151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/evg-band-hey-guys-sorry-for-not.html' title='+Band Series P1+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RY6c913B7JI/AAAAAAAAACY/yqVegS9-iL0/s72-c/456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-1722551363618982416</id><published>2006-12-14T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:18:13.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Saint-Saens Band+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Saint-Saens Band+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hey guys... it's a few more days to the JC band fest and I've gotten five orders from my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Btw, in the festival itself, I'm in the Saint Saens band. Here's the list of participants for this band...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFovspDOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/nMt8kLnlncs/s1600-h/saint-saens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008399429259180770" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFovspDOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/nMt8kLnlncs/s320/saint-saens1.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFpmcpDOyI/AAAAAAAAABk/Jmls-Xr-mf8/s1600-h/saint-saens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008400369857018658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFpmcpDOyI/AAAAAAAAABk/Jmls-Xr-mf8/s320/saint-saens2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFp5cpDOzI/AAAAAAAAABs/6DXkJvk9EsM/s1600-h/saint-saens3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008400696274533170" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px" height="344" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFp5cpDOzI/AAAAAAAAABs/6DXkJvk9EsM/s320/saint-saens3.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFqL8pDO0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/egg8PiewXlo/s1600-h/saint-saens4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008401014102113090" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="313" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFqL8pDO0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/egg8PiewXlo/s320/saint-saens4.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;To look at the participants in the other three bands- Bizet, Ravel and Debussy, go to this blog--&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jcbf2006.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;www.jcbf2006.blogspot.com&lt;/span&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/23863121-1722551363618982416?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/1722551363618982416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=1722551363618982416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/1722551363618982416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/1722551363618982416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/saint-saens-band.html' title='+Saint-Saens Band+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RYFovspDOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/nMt8kLnlncs/s72-c/saint-saens1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-5063279598034344507</id><published>2006-12-12T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:16:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Free Time+</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;+Free Time+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hey guys! Like I said earlier, I'm going to be in camp from Monday to Wednesday. I'm sure that some of you are surprised to see me blog. So how did I get internet access? Thankfully, there's internet access in the band room. So while everyone is doing their own stuff, I'm here blogging, and connecting with you cyber space people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So far the camp has been ok, a little boring, yes. Fun, not much, but food, Yummy! Ate nasi lemak yesterday. Food, Glorious FOOD! There's gonna be BBq tonight. Time to stuff our faces with more food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway, I forgot to mention that last saturday, I mingled/ hanged out with my fellow EVG band juniours. They were Rui Qing, Hui Shan, Seng Kiat, Nash and Arif. They were such lively freaks and I enjoyed my time with them. At first we ate lunch at KFC Causeway Point after band practice before going to the library (4th floor) to hang out there. It was fun. We talked about a lot of stuff (especially about band itself) and made jokes and lame-yet-funny actions that we recorded and took photos of. It was bloody fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then after that we crashed at my house as my parents weren't in to have practice. I lent my flute to Hui Shan while I used YJC's saxophone and Arif using his Tuba from his house. We  played and played like no other people's business. Got some CDs burnt for Arif and yada yada yada. They finally headed for home at about 7+pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;On that night, went to my cousin's house as Abang Nas' family came over to ask my uncle and aunt for Kak Shima's hand in marriage. It was an informal affair and I could see Kak Shima's beam of joy on her face. It was actually my first engagement meeting and it was fun! Though I did not sit and watch the whole process throughout, I could tell that Kak Shima's engagement on the 24th of December is a confirmed event! Congratulations Kak Shima and Abang Nas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway, it's almost time for Combined practice! See you guys then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-5063279598034344507?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/5063279598034344507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=5063279598034344507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5063279598034344507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5063279598034344507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/free-time.html' title='+Free Time+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-5460391200249940270</id><published>2006-12-11T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:22:36.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Endurance Test+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Endurance Test+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys... just got back from Kallang CC Official Re-opening. A whole day event sia! Damn tired. My body is aching like mad la! It's been like 6 gruelling days of work! 5 days of band practice and a day of CC mega event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then off to my first ever YJ band camp (intensive). Wonder what'd  be like... sure tired one... haix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok la, need to go off now... need to pack my stuff. See you guys on Thursday and I'll update you on what I did for the past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-5460391200249940270?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/5460391200249940270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=5460391200249940270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5460391200249940270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5460391200249940270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/endurance-test.html' title='+Endurance Test+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-591077713727432550</id><published>2006-12-08T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:52:12.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Get mad with MAD TV!+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Get Mad with MAD TV!+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys! For the past few weeks, I've been making YouTube.com as my hideout and watching mad tv! For those who don't know what Mad TV is, it's a comedy show which features different skits and parodies of famous shows/ movies/ music videos etc. Enough talk from me, let the videos do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/heg6TsnMmsw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody of Shakira's 'Objection'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4PbjnXkWxhM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the famous charcters of Mad TV: Miss Swan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LmliyiKyuYQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody of 'The weakest Link' featuring another character of Mad TV Lorraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVljF0JxkVM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A skit of a single mother and a child, two other famous characters... STUART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBbjOW6AbPI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Parody featuring Bobby Lee (one of the casts of Mad Tv) of 'Memoirs of a Geisha'... my personal favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hKzgUGAlviY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody of "You're Beautiful" from James Blunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-591077713727432550?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/591077713727432550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=591077713727432550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/591077713727432550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/591077713727432550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/get-mad-with-mad-tv.html' title='+Get mad with MAD TV!+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-931612733878129822</id><published>2006-12-05T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:01:09.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Impressed+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Impressed+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RXVeyOI00cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PrULNtULj2I/s1600-h/band_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005010777773756866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RXVeyOI00cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PrULNtULj2I/s320/band_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I went back to EVG today for band and my goodness! I'm so proud of EVG band now. As a door closes, another opens. The departure of the seniors have made room for the juniors to develop themselves and setting the band culture in EVG right. Congratulations to the EVG band members for your achievements thus far and I'm sure that the other seniors are proud of you as well. You guys have really stepped up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sat down at the back of the band, the time when you guys played Blue Ridge Saga, your sound was way better than what I recalled before I graduated from the band. You guys are so lucky to be playing more complicated and interesting pieces! Unlike us seniors, we kept playing the boring pieces like Yorkshire Ballad, Winter Wonderland etc. I see in your repertoires today and my goodness, Pirates of The Carribean la, Merry Widow la, Blue Ridge Saga la.... I'm so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time in months since I last heard a proper horn section. YJC band and EVG band are two totally different bands. SOmehow I love the sound of the horns... but I still like the sound of the saxophone line better. Today was also the first time in months since I practiced in a proper saxophone section, and I'm sure Tony, Brian and Olivine too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From whatI've heard from some of the band mates was that Chong Ping quarelled with some of the band mates and lost his temper.Ever since then, he did not come to practice. I'm kind of disappointed with him, but it's his choice. I can't say more to that. Let him be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, joined the band for practice today and met the new instructors just now. They're all friendly people and they made me felt accepted. Mr Lim (new instructor) is professional in his craft and he's way better then Mr Tay J.N. It's good for the band to have instructors that know their craft really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish the EVG the best of luck and hope you guys could achieve your expectations for next year's SYF Central Judging. Make us seniors proud (I'm sure that they are already) and get rid of the Bronze curse aightx! Get Silver!!! Make sure you guys work hard for it aightx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the alumni, I miss you guys and I hope we'll get to meet again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before I end today's entry, here's Tony on the Tuba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gxraDhjQMUE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That's it folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-931612733878129822?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/931612733878129822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=931612733878129822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/931612733878129822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/931612733878129822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/impressed.html' title='+Impressed+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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/_fNnZrCXtn_I/RXVeyOI00cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PrULNtULj2I/s72-c/band_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863121.post-952211139009339039</id><published>2006-12-03T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:34:51.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+It's all about YOUths!+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+It's all about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;ths!+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="PAYM Convention 2006 Poster" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM7.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I went to the PAYM convention 2006 yesterday. It was my first convention ever attended and I was not sure of what to expect. Well actually, I expected it to be a fun event because after all, most of the participants would be youths. However, it wasn't that exciting. Thankfully there's Gurmit Singh to make the whole event much more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened really. The Guest-of-Honour was Mr Teo Chee Hean and other VIPs include Dr Maliki Osman and other PA/ PAYM advisors. The programme was simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting of the event was good, just because Gurmit was the one entertaining us all. He tried to move us before Mr Teo's arrival with some games and he was so funny! But then, inevitably, all fun would stop and that was what happened. Other performances such as the one put up by the various youth groups took us 35 years down the road when PAYM was first established. It starred the Starhub guy and I think one of the Kids Central star. I know it was supposed to be exciting, but it wasn't at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what PAYM is, it is the People's Association Youth Movement (PAYM) and it's the biggest Youth organisation in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we had our tea-break. Finally FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They served sandwiches, cakes and this cinnamon cookies. I ate and I ate. I ate even during the discussion segment. Oh ya! In addition, I kept going to the toilet because I had too much to drink (14 glasses of water)! I needed fluids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally it ended (well actually not la, but me and Angela desided to get out of there) The ones attended were me, Angela, Devi and Patrick (my YEC friends). We skipped the dinner part but it's okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures I took with my handphone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM2.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Angela (Kallang YEC Chairperson) and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM1.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;White amongst the Oranges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="337" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM5.jpg" width="419" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A free notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM4.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;This tag was so irritating, I took it off halfway through the event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM3.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Love these cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="466" alt="Example" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PAYM6.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Free gifts: A notebook, a tag, a set of cards and I forgot include, a Pen! Not bad after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ok... that's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-952211139009339039?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/952211139009339039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=952211139009339039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/952211139009339039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/952211139009339039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-all-about-youths.html' title='+It&apos;s all about YOUths!+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-5088875533713398369</id><published>2006-12-02T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:36:04.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Let the games BEGIN!+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Let The Games Begin!+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone in my parents room, going through YouTube.com and watching 'Today at the games' on Channel 5, it reminded me of the Asian Games. And so the games had begun after a dazzling array of lights, music, performances and colourful display during the opening ceremony shown live at midnight on Channel 5. It was by far the most tremendous opening ceremony of the games ever! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier, the opening ceremony was an amazing array of lights, music, performances and colourful displays and one segment that moved me was the lighting of the cauldron. This was what really moved me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EgVvoxT274" width="365" height="290" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Light The Way"&lt;/strong&gt; was the theme song for the torch relay, which I'd like to add, is the longest relay that the Asian Games torch has travelled. Too bad it didn't go through our beautiful island of Singapore. If it was made to travel across Singapore, I'd loyally follow it. Hey, maybe to you it just a torch, but for me, it signifies unity, friendship and most importantly, hope! This song is sung by Jose Carreras and Magida El Roumi (Lebanese renowned singer). When I heard it, I cried at the end of the song! It was so powerful and meaningful! I'm so getting the record (that is if there's one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys, if you missed the opening ceremony, here's some videos from our favourite video website YouTube. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q7afZHQjqGA" width="365" height="290" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torch Relay Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N2h0J-gIfeI" width="365" height="290" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIghting up of the cauldron...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-5088875533713398369?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/5088875533713398369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=5088875533713398369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5088875533713398369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/5088875533713398369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-games-begin.html' title='+Let the games BEGIN!+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-8970526427524269718</id><published>2006-12-01T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:10:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Another Day at Beethoven's Room+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Another Day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beethoven's&lt;/span&gt; Room+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wednesdays and Fridays are those days where I'll be returning to YJC to work on my music-playing skills. And today was no exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;While my brothers are out parading down Orchard Road and praying at Al-Falah Mosque for Friday Prayers, I'm stuck in Darul Makmur Mosque and YJC just because there is band practice. To think that there'll be more members as compared to the turn-up on Wednesday, I was wrong. There was only 11 of us there and Mr Sim decided to have one-on-one sessions with evryone there. We took turns to see Mr Sim during sectionals. The one-on-one was nerve-wrecking at first but it turned out okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sessions was OK, but the sectionals was definitely NOT OK. Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;First, it was &lt;strong&gt;raining&lt;/strong&gt; (well it subsided when sectionals started).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So what happen when it rains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of Green + Rain = MOSQUITOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;There were loads of them and it was irritating to have them swarming around you and biting you when they have a chance. That is why I hate sectionals in YJC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway, after everyone had had their turn seeing Mr Sim, we were dismissed. The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ya I know! That's it right... it was so boring! Could have gone Orchard with the Brothers lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to prayers alone + sectionals + mosquitos - (Band Fest scores + the fun we had to pass time) + bad-hair  day = Body Aches and Lethargy and Frustration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, at least I got the SYF set piece and the Band Fest scores for today's practice. I guess it was not 100% pure boredome (oh ya, plus my wacky band freaks to pass time... thanks guys).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;That's all freaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-8970526427524269718?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/8970526427524269718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=8970526427524269718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/8970526427524269718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/8970526427524269718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-day-at-beethovens-room.html' title='+Another Day at Beethoven&apos;s Room+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-7880362530345904115</id><published>2006-12-01T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T10:15:50.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Junior College Band Festival 2006+</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;+&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Junior College Band Festival 2006+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey guys! I'm sure that you've heard me say this event happening.. so here's more details for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1801/3092/1600/711820/jcbandfest_(163).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8017/2912/1600/331003/jcbandfest_(163).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8017/2912/320/847550/jcbandfest_%28163%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATE:&lt;/strong&gt; 21 Dec 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME:&lt;/strong&gt; 7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/eportal/booking/RetrievePriceChartAction.do?txtEventCode=espl211206&amp;amp;txtContentCode=jcbf1206"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VENUE:&lt;/strong&gt; Esplanade Concert Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TICKET PRICE&lt;/strong&gt; (Exclude Booking Fee)&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; Standard - S$15, S$12&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Synopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Into its 6th year, the Junior College Band Festival showcases band members from various Junior Colleges performing under the baton of internationally-renowned conductors Kikuo Atarashi from Japan, Joseph Cheung from Hong Kong and locally based Prof Alan Lourens to present a spectrum of colourful music from different cultures and genre. Repertoireincludes Folk dance by D. Shostakovich, Armenian Dances Pt 1 by Alfred Reed and many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Having conducted the Tenri High School Band for the past 27 years, Kikuohas not only taught and groomed many outstanding musicians, but has alsodirected the band to garner several championships for the annual All Japan Band Contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joseph, an experienced and passionate music educator, has been the President of the Hong Kong Band Directors' Association and has conducted numerous bands in Canada, Hong Kong, and mainland China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Currently the Pro-Vice President- Strategic of LaSalle-SIA College of the Arts, Dr Alan Lourens is a Conductor and Low Brass performer throughout Asia, Australia and the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;More details on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wasbe.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.wasbe.org.sg/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DURATION:&lt;/strong&gt; Approx 2 hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interval:&lt;/strong&gt; Approx 20 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Language:&lt;/strong&gt; N.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I hope you guys could come and support this event as yours truly will be performing in it. It's my first performance in Esplanade, so I hope that you guys would give me and my friends your support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-7880362530345904115?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/7880362530345904115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=7880362530345904115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7880362530345904115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/7880362530345904115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/12/junior-college-band-festival-2006.html' title='+Junior College Band Festival 2006+'/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-2487042276428763969</id><published>2006-11-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:38:02.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+The Escape from Pure Mendak-ness+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys! It's been a while since I blogged. Well what to do, other than the fact that I failed my studies, I've been busy with other things totally not relating to school. The whole of last week, I've been revising my work like shit! I did like what Miss Koh said/ advised. I've been studying three hours per day, well, only Economics though. Somehow I got to understand some of the topics (if only I'd done so before the Promos) that I used to be weak at. For this week, I'm planning to study Literature. I'm re-reading the texts and meaybe I'll be starting on the assignments by this Thursday. Then for next week, It'll be for Malay Literature but I've sort of read the texts given for the assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, I did not have the mood today to study... so I watched 'Radio', a DVD I have before getting an SMS from &lt;strong&gt;Azhar&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Bro, skola niari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: Tak.. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Free tk? Aku mendak ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: i guess so.. why? want to go out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Yah! I nid 2 go out..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: Want to go where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Hahaha! Wanna b0wl?hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: I dun noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Nk ke tk? Oh ko nk jln2 kt mall maner2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: How about orchard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Erm, goin fri actuali..bt saner hujan tk?Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: I dun noe.. maybe. or u want to go vivo instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Viv0 g ramai2 ar gerek..k ar, 0rchard, kul brape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: 2.30?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Azhar: Kkaez, as l0ng i reach hme b4 maghrib ca\n aredi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me: Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sure that some of you reading this might be wondering why I typed out the conversation I had with him. Lolx, just wanted to... more for me to type you see, and besides, it's a form of exercise for my stubby fingers right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like what you've just read, we initially decided to go orchard, or I guess that I was the one who wanted to go Orchard. I wanted to see the Christmas decorations la. But we ended up not going there. Instead, we went BOWLING! We changed our minds when Azhar brought up the bowling idea again in the bus. At that moment, a thought crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me (thinking): Hey why not? I missed the friday one, and God knows how long since I bowled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me (speaking): Aku tak kisah, if you want to go bowling then let's go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess I'd rather pass the twinkle fairies to go bowl. And so we went bowling at the Orchid Country Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm an OCC virgin, so when I arrived at the club, I was like whoah! so peaceful and quiet! It was sort of empty and somehow, when I saw the paintball area, I was thinking "if only miss tan booked the paintball game prior to the class outing"... never mind, perhaps one day, I'll get to shoot someone with a paintball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So back to the bowling. Hearing the sound of crashing pins and the thuds of bowling balls being thrown onto the lanes lifted me and they became music to my ears. There was not many people as I had expected but it was fine. Paid for the shoes ($2.00- $1 each pair) and we started to bowl! Apparently, I lost to Azhar in three games straight, but still, it's just a game right? Maybe next time... Watch out bro! Well, at least had a strike once (thank you Pink bowling ball!) but still I lost... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the end of three games, Azhar's arm started to ache and my fingers had ached (and still is), so we paid up for our games and off we went... to Causeway Point! Ok ya, it's been a while since I've been there, but Causeway Point was the first thing that we thought of as a post-bowling means of spending time at. So went to CP and I simply love the Christmas items... so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So people, that's what we did for today ad I hope that we could go bowl again another time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps.. for those who want to go bowling... ask me along aightx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take care my Beautiful People!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-2487042276428763969?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/2487042276428763969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=2487042276428763969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2487042276428763969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/2487042276428763969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/11/escape-from-pure-mendak-ness-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-116262442345250816</id><published>2006-11-04T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:34:05.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+The Art of Life...+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello everyone. I'm sure that you're aware of the controversy that's going on here and it's all my fault. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I would like to publicly apologise to Suffian for all those horrible things I said and assumptions I made about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I guess that I was wrong in judging you because I don't know you that much. So it's right for me to say that I was wrong, wrong in making assumptions about you and wrong in judging you. I guess that I took the saying "Don not judge a book by it's cover" lightly. So sorry. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to Abidah, sorry for the horrible things I've said to you in this blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know that it was a long time ago but still, I'm so sorry. I should not have said all those horrible things about you and making you my enemy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please accept my apology and let us all forget about this shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffian said something in my tagboard, something that I've been thinking about for the last two nights. He said that I'm insecure and I denied it. However, it is true that I am indeed insecure. I guess that I'm trying too hard to blend in with the others you know. I tried being cool and rebellious but deep down inside, I am inferior. I'm no longer the Khairul I know in my secondary school years. I guess that going into JC was so overwhelming and that I'm inferior to everyone in school. Inferior in a sense that there are clever people around me in school, and that I'm afraid that what I say or do might sound dumb or stupid. So I tried too hard to be low profile yet at the same time trying to bring myself hard. What am I saying! See I don't even know what I'm talking about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I talked about my insecurities a lot in my blog (not this blog) and that I kept questioning about my self confidence. I guess that I was more confident then as compared to now. I felt accepted by everyone (well most of them) in EVG and that I had no problems blending in with the rest. But now that I'm in JC, I'm finding it hard to blend in. It's like, my confidence just... vanished. I admit that I'm a coward and that I can't stand my ground that easily in school. Somehow, I feel insecure of my appearance, the way I act and behave and the things I said. And I was so dumb in thinking that I could hide all of these by being rebellious... being someone that I'm not. So all this while, I've been living a lie. I've lied to people, and I've lied to myself. So I've lost my true self, the Khairul that people love and believe in. I'm such a disappointment. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Life's like an art. Let's look at this painting shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.csp.edu/saylor/courses_Spring_2004/INT113/Vermeer%20Girl%20with%20a%20Pearl%20Earring.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Vermeer Girl With Pearl Earring" src="http://people.csp.edu/saylor/courses_Spring_2004/INT113/Vermeer%20Girl%20with%20a%20Pearl%20Earring.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This painting was/ is one of the works of Johannes Vermeer entitled &lt;em&gt;The Girl with a Pearl Earring&lt;/em&gt; and let's look into this painting shall we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somewhat, I feel that this girl represent myself. Why? Have you ever questioned why is she looking back over her shoulder instead of facing the painter directly? I'm putting myself in her own shoes. The reason why i'd be facing Mr Vermeer like that because maybe I'm not comfortable to face the world upfront and keeping my back towards it and giving back glances so that I can watch out for all the negative aspects in life. And what about the black canvas/ background? What do I think it means and how it's related to my life? To me, it may be a dark alleway or just a plain black door that I'm about to reach for the handle. I imagine glancing back to say goodbye to everyone (or the world ) before heading down the dark alleyway or before opening the door to leave. That's me people. There are times which I had the urge to just escape from life but was hesitant in doing so. Look at the expression. The girl might be smiling a little but look at the eyes. From her eyes, I could see sorrow and that again is what I'm about. I'm putting up a brave and calm front but in actual fact, I'm crying inside. So people, she's me right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO please, I need help. I need to get the old me back and I really need all of your help. I really do... save me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-116262442345250816?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/116262442345250816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=116262442345250816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116262442345250816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116262442345250816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/11/art-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-116230271284969126</id><published>2006-10-31T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:36:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+More Hari Raya Photos...+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+family phot 1+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my uncle, cousins parents and my aunts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and atika+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with my cousin Atika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+family photo 2+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the family members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+me+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/SUNP0042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tyra Banks:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wow! I Love This, the eyes, the sex appeal from this photo... simply WOW! He's in!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+get your camera's here!+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01735-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canon's New Ambassador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and lydia+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01739-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was shocked to discover a scary and ugly looking ghost beside me... lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and my crazy kuzzinz+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's proof people! Lydia IS a BULLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and my crazy kuzzinz+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01752-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousins... including my our Nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and my crazy kuzzinz+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/PA240080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousins again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and my crazy kuzzinz+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/SUNP0048-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairul: Aren't the undiscovered model here?&lt;br /&gt;Atika: Phft... Ya right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+me and atika+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/DSC01746-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spooky photo... ghost above me... another ghost behind me... lolx! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-116230271284969126?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/116230271284969126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=116230271284969126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116230271284969126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116230271284969126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-hari-raya-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-116205650698818777</id><published>2006-10-29T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:35:18.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+A Walk To Remember...+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="+at Zarifah's house+" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/3730682921182l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From Left to Right (Horizontal): Sumaiyah (in white), Nadhirah, Hajjar, Aishah, Suhaidah, Abidah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diagonally up: Salmiah (in Maroon), Syafiqah, Mira, Nurul, Zawana, Najiha, Syamila, Zarifah, Baqi, Khairunisa, Me, Nadzira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys! Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir Batin! Yea finally Syawal has arrived and we should all be thankful that Allah allowed us to see the light of a New Muslim Year and let us appreciate it people. First, I'd like to ask those who I've hurt/ make fun of/ vulgarised etc for forgiveness and hope we could forget of all those ill times. To my Brothers, forgive me if I said something which hurts or annoying and hope to you guys soon. For my EVGian friends, sorry for not keeping touch with you guys that much. To my YJ friends, thank you for making me a friend and sorry if I've hurt any of you (I know I did). So sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went jalan raya with the H2 Malay peeps (All except Sufyan &amp; Yasmin) and it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Although halfway through the journey most of us got tired, we still went on and funny things happened that lifted our spirits (mostly thanks to Mira...lolx!). Thanks girls (&amp;amp; Baqi) for inviting me along for the trip and that means a whole lot to me. Thanks to the parents who've given their efforts to cater/ tolerate to our needs and thanks alot for the food. Sorry if there were times which were rather distracting and once again, thanks for everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm to tell you one story, that happened during the jalan raya. Ok so we were at Serangoon to visit Abidah's house and as usual, we were divided into two groups to take the lifts. So I got into the lift with Nurul, Baqi, Suhaidah, Mira and Zawana. Then Baqi started counting for us to hop about in the lift and so we did. I only jumped about twice like that then I stopped. When I stopped, Nurul, Baqi and I don't know who else were still hopping. Then, *crash*glass shattering* ~silence~ I turned, I saw shards of glass falling from the top of the elevator door. The lift jamed for a few seconds before rising slowly. The door opened with a few inches below the storey floor. I stepped over the step, Sue tripped over the step, Sue sprained her ankle, Mira and Zawana tripped and fell on top of Sue, Baqi jumped over the three of them, then Nurul stepped out as quickly as she could. Then everyone's out, the door closed, Abidah came rushing to us, we laughed and laughed.... Yes people, we were scared to death. Alhamdulillah everyone got out before anything else happened. At that very moment, I pictured the scene in Resident Evil when one of the workers tried to crawl though the gap of the lift and the storey floor before meeting her death when the lift collapsed and her body.... ewwgh! That was what we were all afraid of. So now I've learnt my lesson not to jump in lifts anymore. Scary sia! And then, we practically talked about it in Abidah's house and it's like, we were talking at the top of our lungs and I somehow felt guilty that we were disturbing the host and not paying any attention to them. Sorry Abidah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then after that we went on with the houses. The next event that happened was Mira's and Sue's antics at Sengkang. I guess that everyone was tired and Mira and Sue saw the need to entertain all of us. So they did this voice or something like as if they have a very bad sore throat. And guess what, Mira said that she was going to talk to the bus driver like that (and she did). Lolx! We were all laughing like as if there was no tomorrow. We were like so noisy and I couild see the people in the bus were irritated with our behaviour. There were those who were sleeping were awakened by our laughter. Then all the way to Sery's house, we talked loudly... Sorry to those i the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we reached Pasir Ris and I guess that we alighted at the wrong stop. But since Sery wanted to come and fetch us, we waited there. While waiting, we started taking photos. Then someone had the idea of a ghost picture. So Mira (because of her long hair) became the Pontianak. Then we took the photos and it was a scary one. Great job to Mira (yet again). Then Sery called again and asked us to go to the bus stop before ours. And when we reached there, we saw her and a group of her friends. And one of them was Sufyan *whatever* somehow the sight of him pisses me off and he only salam Baqi and not me. Like hello! can't you see that I'm a guy as well and that I'm wearing a songkok? Kudos to Baqi when he said this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sufyan: Apa khabar! (salam using those "cool" salams or something, the ones that Mats do)......... Baqi: Hey itu bukan cara orang Islam salam. (*clap* I guess that Baqi hates him as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then after that, Sufyan just stuck to those other than us. Jee Sufyan, you come to someone's house, go into Sery's room, treat the house as if it were yours, not attending to us (aren't you a H2 student as well) and what's with the outfit? It's so Fucking stupid ah. Go Jalan Raya with that? Don't you like have any sense of sticking to the occasion. Mat Rock my ass! It's like I've (or we've) hated him since a long time ago and he even dared not coming to school after promos. Stupid right? All Mats like that what....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then Sery's mom had prepared food for us and because of wanting to avoid the midnight charge, we ate quickly and everyone ended up sharing their food. I felt guilty for it but we had to). Then after eating, we excused ourselves and everyone raced down the steps and we divided ourselves accordingly. Then we got our cabs and headed back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once again, thanks you guys for the wonderful Jalan Raya and hope that we could go out once again so that we could go to those houses that we weren't able to cover during the trip. Once again thanks. &lt;em&gt;Oh ya, maafkan Ayul jika ada tersilap kata or perangai Ayul yang menyinggung perasaan sesiapa. Harap dapat memaafkan Ayul. Selamat Hari Raya maaf Zahir dan Batin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before I go, here's one more photo (more photos will come)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="+at Zawana's House" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m129/ayul89/37276306620981l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-116205650698818777?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/116205650698818777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=116205650698818777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116205650698818777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116205650698818777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/10/walk-to-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-116145375594326153</id><published>2006-10-22T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:37:12.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;+Seriously!+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This post was meant for the 21st of October, but my blog was locked due to a suspected spam blog so I couldn't post it on that day... btw enjoy reading)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys! It's a few days to Hari Raya Puasa but I'm kind of not looking forward to it. I guess that my spirits were suppressed by the negative pressure of the promotional exams which just ended on friday. However, I am sort of proud of myself as this year's fasting month, I guess thet I'm a bit stronger in going through the month of fasting as compared to last year's. This year, I was having lesser stomach growls and that my appetite changed. It's like, there I times that I no appetite in eating at all! Futhermore, the food I ate for Sahur and Buka, it's not much really. My rice intake fell but honestly, I guess that I drink to much this year. For sahur, the most common food that my mom cooked......... wait, i think I should stop describing about my life during ramadhan (cos like as if most of you cared anyway). I'm just glad that Ramadhan is coming to a close. Alhamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, it's another of my "Seriously..." entries and if you know me, you'd know what my tone will be like in this entry (again, like as if you care right?). Usually, in these "Seriously..." entries, I'd blurt out practically and figuratively everything that makes me feel irritated, disgusted, stupid, dumb, abysmal blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I'm going to talk about my views on the Mats and the Minahs. Ok so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Geylang today and somehow I felt that I did not have such a good time! Firstly, obviously, it's like a few days to Hari Raya, so the whole of Geylang will be damn packed with people doing their last-minute shopping. So I went to Geylang with my parents and it's like, ther's practically full of Mats and their Minahs there la! I looked to the left, a Minah, to the right, a Mat, ahead, a Minah-wannabe and behind me, a Mat wannabe. Ok ya I know that you're thinking so what? It's like they are human after all right? But seriously, what's with their clothes and accesories? Mini skirts, spaghetti straps, plunging V-necks, guys with pierced ears/noses, lips, girls with see-through tops, obnoxious guys and flirtatious girls! Seriously in Bazaar Geylang. it's like hello! There's like pakciks and makciks, adik-adiks, neneks and datuks, all swarming through the bloody packed bazaar! Ok ya I respect the fact that they are humans but please! It's a family vacation! How could they show off their "goods" to the young and the elderly? And why should they act like as if they're far from being in a civilised society? All I see on the Minah's were Big boobs and they're not holding back in showing off them. And for guys, pierced ears/ noses, lips... isn't it against the Islamic law? I'm sorry but seriuosly, don't you have any shame? I could even see some pakciks and makciks looking at them the same way I did! Disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to First lady at City Plaza and again, it was damn packed. The first thing that greeted me at the entrance was a couple- a fucking Mat and ugly Minah flirting! I didn't know what to say (well actually in the back of mind, i was thinking of saying 'I don't know that there's flirting manequins and that First Lady sells skimpy clothes...') but thank God I didn't. Even if I did, only God knows what'll happen. I was so pissed of that I did not manage to get the colour that I wanted (Orange) for my baju Kurung this year and while I was queing, yet another couple of Mat and Minah, flirting soemwhere near me. Another Mat with his Minah, decided to ask his friend who was coincidentally there and queing to pay for his items. @#&amp;%$&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;^^(&amp;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;^&amp;amp;* Didn't they see the fucking queue?!?! When I turned to look at the people behind me, I saw the frustrated expressions as of mine. Guess that even though we're irritated by the fucking couple, we did not have the courage to confront them as we did not want to start a commotion in the whole boutique. So we just queued and I kept cursing under my breath till they're gone. Stupid fuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So frustrated, I started to label everyone that I find "discomforting" as either 'Minahs', 'Mats', 'Minah-wannabes' or ' Mat-wannabes'. And I walk along the walkways... i tell you, my mouth just wouldn't shut up! It's like the whole place was infested with them! What's the malay community coming to, or even worse, what's the world coming to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la eh... nights! I'm fucking tired and shit, my blog's labelled as a spam blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;^&amp;amp;*()... whatever... nights la!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-116145375594326153?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/116145375594326153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=116145375594326153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116145375594326153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/116145375594326153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/10/seriously-this-post-was-meant-for-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115963482820987830</id><published>2006-10-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:47:08.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Geylang Sipaku Geylang...+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What's up everyone! How are y'all? Good? Anyway, sorry for not updating that much anymore (like as if you care right?). I've been busy revising my subjects and many more. It's my PROMOTIONAL EXAMS next week and I've been taking all this while to brush up on my subjects. It's GP and Malay this Tuesday and I'm scared of them. Please God, let me pass my promos! &lt;em&gt;Ya Allah! Tolonglah aku, berkatilah aku dengan Rahmatmu Ya Allah! Semoga aku dapat melalui cabaran ini dengan tenang dan bersemangat. Berikan lah aku kekuatan untuk berjaya Ya Allah. Amin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway, it's like what, the sixth day of fast right? And Alhamdulillah, I've been going trough it fairly well. I've committed myself to restrict my diet and revise more now. So far so good. To all Muslims, &lt;em&gt;Selamat menjalankan Ibadah Puasa dan marilah kita berdoa kepada Allah s.w.t. yang seperti apa yang dikatakan oleh Imam dalam Qutbah Solat Jumaat yang lalu, Tuhan telah memilih kita semua untuk menjalankan Ibadah puasa sekali lagi. Berterima Kasih kepada-Nya atas peluang ini dan berdoalah kamu agar dapat dicucuri Rahmat-Nya dan dimurahkan rezeki. Amin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So today, I went to Geylang with my cousins, my aunts and my uncles, along with my grandma and it was soOoOoOoO packed that we had to have our Buka (Break-fast) on the common street benches (the ones all the apeks and ah-sohs sit when they're tired). That's a first for me la! It's a round bench so there was practically about 20 people sitting around it and feasting on their orders. It was as if all were family members (there were 12 of us there and there's another family that seats with us) having a family dinner. Lolx! amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then after break-fast, Kak Shima tried withdrawing some cash from the ATM but another first for me... a cashless ATM! Lolx! It seems to me that today was the day of new discoveries and adventures! This people, is one of the benefits of Ramadhan. Alhamdulillah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After that, we went to the bazaar!!! It was so bloody packed with people and there were times when there were standstills due to the overcrowding of people in narrow paths! And guess what... I saw Fauzie Laili (is that the correct spelling)! He was with a group of friends and he was wearing this greenish-beige v-necked shirt. He so tall, even taller than me la! Along the way, I met with Aisyah, an EVGian and in the same class as Azhar with her mom! After that I thought to myself, who else am I going to meet that night... but that was the last of it la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Before going for the bazaar, I've always told myself that this year, two important must-haves for me should be Dendeng (like any other years) and Turkish Ice-cream. And I got them both! My Bibik bought the Dendeng and she shared it with everyone and I bought the Turkish Ice-cream. YUMMY! What the heck, the ice-cream costs $2.50 a cone! So expensive, but it's worth it la! It was bloody nice la, especially after standing in a crowded, smoked and very hot place for such a long time (I was at the food side, where most of the food stalls are). The food area was so packed and when I was queing for my Honey Chicken, I was practically pushed so bloody near to the fire that's barbequing the chicken and when I saud fire, I mean the luminous and live one! I think I've lost about a pound or two from the temporary sauna or whatever it is. Lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then after that, it was time to head home and that marks the end of a remarkable night. It was soOoOO great that I wish that I could turn back time and go through the day again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok folks, that's all for tonight, I want to go continue my revision now. I know, it's like past midnight and I still have the drive to study! That's the amazing thing about exams people, it motivates you to work to your optimal leveL! &lt;strong&gt;To all my JC friends, good luck for Promos, let's go through the thing that starts with 'P' and rhymes with 'Homos' as smoothly as we can.&lt;/strong&gt; Take care people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115963482820987830?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115963482820987830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115963482820987830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115963482820987830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115963482820987830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/09/geylang-sipaku-geylang.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115807193512822440</id><published>2006-09-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:38:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+A Pain to Remember+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hello everyone and I apologize for not blogging here that often (like as if people were to care right?). Anyway, the reason that I don't blog in this blog is because it's either I am blogging or just meddling with the brotherz blog or just too buzy to even sign into blogger. Hey, the propmotional exams is in like less than 35 days now and that I have started my revision and all this while, buzy with schol stuff. I must promote, MUST PROMOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, the holidays may have been over but I don't really see the purpose of having them in the first place (as usual- same as last year, and the year before, and the year before...). Last Monday, had Maths extra lesson on Integration and had a test for differentiation. Then on Tuesday, came back for Batik and Sastera (malay literature) lesson, 3hrs somemore! I finished late, 7pm on Tuesday, I continued with the batik after Satera lesson. Then on Wednesday, at first I was hesitant in going to school to do batik as there's was noone that's doing the batik with me, so I went back home la. But then Najiha called me and said that she's in school thinking of doing Batik. I was like, at home and surfing the net and I was like lazy to change back into school uniform to go to school. I actually had promised Raihana to go back to EVG to meet Miss Pushpa, but then, Wana called and said that the batik must be done on that day no matter what. I was like cursing under my breath all the way to school as I really wanted to back to EVG to help out with the Art student's prep work and return Mr Liang's literature book which I promised him two months ago. What to do, I was like in love with the book la! But Alhamdulillah, the batik was completed by 7pm and me and Najiha felt proud of the acomplishment! Great job Jiha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then Thursday and Friday when to my cousin's to visit AS  my cousin just had an operation her torn hemstring or something that he suffered during a company friendly match. Poor girl! hahax, so bad. Somehow, I feel afraid to visit as I am afraid of the pet birds they are keeping which I am scared of their pecks. Painful you know! SO had a difficulty finding a place to sit in the house as the birds keep following me around the house. AGH!! Help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The on Saturday, had the Gala dinner and I was in the kompang of the Malay Cultural Society. We started practising at 3.30pm and the thing was at 7.45pm like that. We practiced and practiced and by the time the dinner started, my hand was aching like it's never ached before! But I managed to hit the kompang somehow. Oh ya! I had to be the leader of the whole kompang troupe as Salem did not turn up! But it was fun... and embarrasing though. But overall, Cikgu Suryati said that it's good so I was glad for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, back to the ache. Till now, I can still feel a tingle of the pain I had "inflicted" on myself last during the dinner day. Now i have difficulty writing and even typing out this bloody entry (ps if there are typos in here, now you understand right?). Hope it'll be ok by Thursday *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, that's all people... Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115807193512822440?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115807193512822440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115807193512822440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115807193512822440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115807193512822440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/09/pain-to-remember-hello-everyone-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115781212788578461</id><published>2006-09-09T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:28:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys... i've found this website which use 'Face Recognition' and matches ur face with celebrities around the world... and i had fun playing with it... so here's some of me, my cousins and some friends of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" alt="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/49/04/4904_9256fd6c2054ufc9u302.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My young cousin Mikail Mustaqim (Aqim)... ruben studdard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" alt="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/55/37/5537_0525e68c2054ifcxa302.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Yours Truly... I LOOK LIKE TOM WELLIN AND ANUAR ZAIN LAH!*kembang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" alt="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/58/74/5874_0941749c2054b0xybc02.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are Azhar's look-alikes... Chester Bennington, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family trees and photo albums" alt="MyHeritage - family trees and photo albums" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/61/20/6120_8365de9c2054x6785q02.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Faizal... omg Jennifer Aniston?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share family photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share family photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/64/18/6418_12347bac205412foha02.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me again! OMG... I look like the Secretary of State?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/65/95/6595_161092bc2054w1y78902.jpg" width="499" height="297" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's Affiq's.. Eva Longoria... hmm... sure or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" alt="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/69/90/6990_1030f3cc2054yfglun02.jpg" width="499" height="297" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, it's me again! OMG! me, the look like the great Jerry Bruckheimer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" alt="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/71/31/7131_49496acc205467w1mr02.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Atika... hmm, Dayang Nurfaizah. interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" alt="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/74/62/7462_098169dc2054a7gpaf02.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cousin of mine, Jefferey Loh. Looks like Mahmoud Abbas... hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now... have fun people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115781212788578461?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115781212788578461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115781212788578461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115781212788578461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115781212788578461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115660239072277046</id><published>2006-08-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:57:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Can't You People Get It Right For Once?+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys... sorry for not blogging here more often now. Me buzy la... hahax.. ya right. Anyway, just finished watching Singapore Idol and yet again, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm appaled by the results. The contestant that I LOATHED the most is yet again bloody safe! F*cking Hell la, Joakim safe again? All in the expence of Nurul? Seriously, Singaporeans, well mostly female youths have become diluted and they're voting based on looks before talent? It's a singing competion la B*tches! Vote him out! He has no talent and I think that he made it even through the auditions just based on his looks! Hey, it's not even good-looking lah and you diluted and slutish bimbos let him through? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is soOoOOoOooOoOooOoOoOooOoOooOooOOooOoOoOOOoOOoOoOOooOoOOoO plastic! His face is plastic. His dances are so plastic. And his voice, definitely, hands-down-in-a-way PLASTIC! He can't sing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONKEYS ARE NOT MEANT TO SING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people! It's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing Competition! Not a popularity contest or an acting contest, nor it is a pageant/ manhunt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTE FOR TALENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Look, becoause of you BIMBOS, Rahimah is Out, Jay is Out, Mathilda is Out! These are like the better singers and you voted them out? How could you? I seriously think that it is time for you all to listen! Jay is good, but it's just his rigidness on stage got him the boot, but Rahimah and Mathilda? Let's look at Rahimah, she has the personality and THE VOICE, to think that she's one of the better ones and it WAS so OBVIOUS that most of us love her. But how can she booted out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what about &lt;strong&gt;Mathilda&lt;/strong&gt;? Clearly, she's like one of the 'Power-House' Singers (the other is Hady) and she has the voice. You people go about that her image is a little too outdated. So? It's a Singing Competition... I repeat... a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGING COMPETITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people, not a pageant! And just like Gurmit said, It's all our fault (well definitely not me... I VOTED FOR HER) that she got the boot. Over and Over again, Gurmit and Daniel reminded us viewers to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTE FOR TALENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I don't see that happening people? What's with you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all Joakim fans, &lt;strong&gt;GET A LIFE AND IDOLISE THE OTHER IDOLS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Like I said, he's soOooo0o0oOoOooOOoO0OoOoooOOOoOOoooOOOoOOoOoOoOOooOoooOOooOo plastic! He can't sing and please... do us all a favour and NOT VOTE for Joakim gomez. Give him, like what Flo said, a "Dignified Exit". Hey, it's considered as a complement y'noe! It's like, obviously, he's been under the pressure of the controversy surrounding him and definitely one day, he'll break down on stage. &lt;em&gt;Let's say la, he won the competion (TOUCH WOOD AH!) and represents Singapore in World Idol (NEVER and if there'd be one), he'll break down! Besides, he'll not only bring shame to himself, but also to us Singaporeans! Would you like the judges from Poland, America, Britain, South Africa and others give him harsh comments on TV? Definitely not right? We'll be the laughing stock of everyone in the world is joakim were to represent us in World Idol. (YUCK! I'd migrate if that were to happen!). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please people... THINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By far, Hady has been the one that is given the nod as being the next Singapore Idol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I as an Singapore Idol fan, would be proud of him to win the competition and represent us internationally. I'm not supporting him based on race nor looks, I vte based on his Talent! He has the whole package! Ya I know that there's some irony in me saying that, because normally when we said that he or she has the whole package, it includes looks and personality. Well I see it this way, I look on talent first, the I'd consider the others (looks, Personality, Showmanship etc). That's how you vote people! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOTE FOR TALENT FIRST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Nurul Maideen was given the boot and I was appaled. Ok ya I know that she won't win eventually, but I did not expect her to be out yet! I expected Joakim to be out first. if not Jasmine Tye. Do you notice the difference in terms of vocal technicalities between Nurul and Joakim? It' s so clear that Nurul ends her notes with at least a vibrato (shaking voice), but does Joakim do that? NO! He did not! He can't sing! He can't do the vibrato, he sings flat all the time and what's up with the eyes? Do you notice how his eyes would be when he sings? It's soOoOoOooOooOOOooOoOooOooOOooOoOooOooOoOOoooOOOooOOOOooOOOOooOOOoo retarded la. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want to argue that it's what that makes him unique, unique my ass la! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once again people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Let me emphasize,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE CAN'T SING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it's rampant that I have issues with Joakim being in the final five and that most of us agetting diluted week by week!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So wake up people, and&lt;strong&gt; PLEASE GET IT RIGHT FOR ONCE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115660239072277046?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115660239072277046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115660239072277046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115660239072277046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115660239072277046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/08/cant-you-people-get-it-right-for-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115582475143322980</id><published>2006-08-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:25:51.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+Let there be Tears+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey guys. How're y'all doing? Good? As you know, I've been having a tough week and still am. Today was the worst. I actually cried after not crying for a long time! With one problem, comes another. Ain't life cruel? What have I done to deserve these difficulties? I'm faced with sudden and very difficult times so that is why I had to cry my eyes out just now. I can't take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why am I that depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My dad got admitted into the hospital yet again because he suffered a minor heart attack and of course, any member of the family would take it badly. Like me for example. It was so sudden so I could not stop worrying about him la. It happened in the morning about 3am and I was asleep when my mom woke me up. She said that they're gonna go to the hospital becuz my dad is having some sort of a muscle ache or something. So I went along. It's been only like a month and I was just about to tell myself to avoid Tan Tock Seng Hospital for as long as possible. However that was not to be the case and there I was, waiting outside of the A&amp;E ward waiting desperately for news. I wasn't there when the doctor told my mom that my dad suffered a minor heart attack and when she called me at home (I went home first because my mom felt that she forgot to turn off the stove- which it is indeed off), my heart sank my mom told me the results. A minor heart attack? Imagine that happened to your dads. Obviously you'd be shocked right? It's like a lot of people die of heart attacks right? Alhamdulillah it's a minor one, if not my dad won't able to see me graduate from JC! That thought made me had a tear or two because I was really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's in the ICU now as the doctors want to monitor him for the next few days and alhamdulillah, he's agreed to a bypass that'll be conducted at NUH. I hope he goes through surgery afely. Pray for him please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then today, I cried like hell! It's like I was approached by Cikgu Suryati yet again about the video and she pressed on about me being irresponsible again. I can't stand it! How can she call me irresponsible when all this while, I'm the one who's been doing most of the work- importing, editing and the other fucking thing that is needed? I've been trying to get the group to come together to do the video but I couldn't due to different time tables! I've been trying to get this member of mine to come for the project and I waited like a fucking idiot in the media room doing the video while a class is on, possibly eyeing on what I was doing. F*ck la! I hate it! I was so pissed by this that I shouted to my Cikgu Suryati. What do you expect, I was pissed (and still am) and you know me right? When I get angry I would show it right? So that was what I did la. I really really can't stand it. I had less sleep, I had my dad lying in the ICU and I was blamed to be irresponsible made me lose it. So I cried my eyes out! ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope I'll get my strength back so that I can face these challenges. For now, take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To be called irresponsible,&lt;br /&gt;Is unbearable,&lt;br /&gt;DOn't break my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Don't play me cards,&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat me like fuck,&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll poke your eyes OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115582475143322980?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115582475143322980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115582475143322980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115582475143322980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115582475143322980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-there-be-tears-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115534454371500993</id><published>2006-08-12T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T09:02:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;+after a long wait+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey! finally I blogged here in my own blog. It's been a while rite? It's like I spent more time on the Brotherz blog instead on my own. SO here's my entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A whirlwind of adventures happened for the past week. Whirling in a sense that it's either dizzily fun or lazily boring. On monday. school as usual. But got confronted by Cikgu Suryati (one of my Malay Teachers). It's about the video and it's so irritating! How irresponsible can I get? And who asked her to assume? Wasn't she the one who said that assumptions are dangerous? I hate it you know, for the rest of the whole day, I was in a f*cked up mood already. It was obvious in Malay class where Cikgu Noraidah took us for class, thank God! She joked around abt Siti Nurhaliza's Marriage and claiming that I was in a foul mood because CT picked Datuk K instead of me. Hahax, no lah... I'm just pissed of for what happened in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then on Tuesday, was National Day-cum-College Day-cum- Track &amp; Field Meet Day. In the morning had Kompang to welcome the guest of honour. Then after that... the CONFRONTATION!Well, more of a discussion really. And what happened to my $6.70? My mom kept asking about it. And wtf la, $6.70 to her is cheap because she has a salary and she's not willing to pay for it? It's like $6.70 to my family is quite precious because we're having financial difficulties! F*ck la! So much having a well paid job! I know that my YJCian malay friends know of who I'm referring to. Don't you dare criticize me. This entry is part of a blog, so I can say what I like! It's not an in-school thing alright! What goes on out of school should never be brought into school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, Wednesday, went to the NDP 2006. F*ck la, should not have went! So bloody boring. Supposed to meet Winky, Felicia and Devi at 3.30pm.But me and my mom were late so we did not have the chance to meet up. So there I was with my mom, in the stadium packed with thousands and Thousands of people. It was kind of awkward for me because I was with my mom! I dunno, I just felt uneasy to have a good time with her. Anyway, on the way back it's like, I was pissed of with her. What, was it my fault to get us lost? For crying out loud, NO! I dun want to talk abt this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then Thursday slept the whole way through and Friday went on as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so byex! (hahax... so abrupt!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115534454371500993?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115534454371500993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115534454371500993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115534454371500993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115534454371500993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-long-wait-hey-finally-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115505226023781239</id><published>2006-08-08T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:51:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;+Just like any other day+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey guys, how are you? First of all, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy National Day Singapore!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's been like what, 41 years since our independence and we should all be proud that we have progressed into a fine nation in 41 years! Congratulations people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, even though it's an eve of a major holiday, where some of us would go out partying or crashing somewhere in this little red dot of ours, I still look at it as another ordinary day. Had the College Day-cum- National Day-cum- Sports Day in YJ just now but it's just another day! The whole event was boring and there's nothing much basically. I only had the kompang thing in the morning which lasted for only like what, 4 minutes? Bloody short la. We were supposed to welcome this Guest-of-Honour to YJc, Miss Ng something something la, an ex-YJCian and a Chinese News Broadcaster to Channel U, is it? I'm not sure. So ya, that's basically about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Suppossedly, the kompang people are suppossed to go into the hall to witness the award ceremony, but from what we hear that the hall was already packed, we decided not to. So the MCS people crashed in the MCS room and rested there for like about an hour like that? What ought to be just a relaxing hour turned out to be a tense one. We had the discussion about this CIP thing and we settled the miscommunication that we had there. Cikgu Suryati was like the moderator or the neutral party of the whole discussion. Points were put across, everyone (especially Mira) had their say, apologies made, and tears cried, then finally it was ok again. I won't reveal what really happened because I don't want to bring more tension between all of us (MCS members). All I have to say is that, I am greatly sorry to Mala as I do agree with you that we should all have the initiative to stay back and finish up our job, and being a grassroot leader myself, I will feel irritated if my people decides to leave at an earlier time and not finishing up their responsibilities. I understand how you feel Mala. I hope you can accept our apologies and like what we all say, We learn from our mistakes and I hope that we can use this incident to avoid any mistakes that we would make in future events/ projects. We should all be more cohesive yar! We love you Mala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, after that, we went to the grandstand/ YJC Stadium for the Track and Field Meet and I tell you ah, my house was like the most pathetic one there la. Not only did we lose to the other houses- Peirce, Seletar, Canberra and Rodney- we did not even support our own hose! I mean we did not give full support to our competitors! Oh my God, Shamala, Saras and gang had difficulty convincing the Admiralty freaks to cheer and it's like we always lose to the other houses when it comes to the 'Bomb' game... Argh! Admiralty reminds me of my house in Evergreen Secondary- red House. Last and will always be last. However right, I find that JC Sports Day is totally different from secondary school sports day. Why? First of all, we did not use the Yishun stadium but use ours instead, the cheers are lame, the people here are like those type who don't bother about what's happening and it's damn hot la! The facilities there are bad, even the PA system is bad! And overall, it was bad. Rodney won, obviously, and Admiralty won too! (reverse psycology la!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then, went home surf the net and sleep for a while before heading to Kallang CC for my YEC meeting. the meeting was like any other meeting I was delegated a new project. I had to do this Graffitti competition that Patrick suggested me to do on. Graffitti, heyy why not? It's hip and cool right. Hmm, maybe I should call Aidil to participate... Hahax... he always wanted to do it right? Anyway, Angela also asked me of the projects that I had proposed earlier and I said that I had no time to do it. Now that there'll be a week holiday, I think I would be able to the graffitti competition. So no worries! In the meeting, I also proposed for Free Legal Counselling to be conducted then after all had had thier say, Angela concluded the meeting. Then it was off to the coffeeshop nearby with my mom and dad and Masrifin.  Met abang Atim (Tarmidzie) there as well before fetching us home. While eating, Patrick sat with us and he gave me useful advices. Thanks senior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, it's late now, so good night people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115505226023781239?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115505226023781239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115505226023781239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115505226023781239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115505226023781239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-like-any-other-day-hey-guys-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115419152410961478</id><published>2006-07-30T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:24:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+What a musical day...+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you know me right, you'll know that I larva music or stuff that has something to do with music. That explains why I joined the band, why I started singing since I was like 6 and why I love musicals and theatre. Today was special. It's like the whole day right, it was packed with what else, MUSIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I just got back from the Esplanade; Theatre by the Bay watching cabaret. It was so good! Even though I was sitting at the top gallery (Circle Seat 3), it was so great because the stage was full of drama, colorful characters and of course, GREAT MUSIC! Kudos to those who've made Cabaret a success and hope you'll have a re-run next year. I want to watch it again. Well I'm going to give a short description about it. The story revolves around in the 1930s, when then World War 1 erupted. In other words, it's in the Hitler era. It's a story about an American guy from Pennsylvania who comes to Berlin, Germany, to find an inspiration to write his novel. Clifford Bradshaw (Jason Chan) met Susan Bowles (Emma Yong) in a nightclub somewhere in Berlin and little that they know, what seems to be a one night stand, it turns out to be a compassionate love between the two. The musical is spiced up with the famous Fei Xiang as the Master Ceremonist of the musical, your night will be filled with fun and laughter, and possible the urge to dance. However, what is thought to be a Happy ending, the love between Cliff and Sally vanished due to political and relationship issues,thus Sally returns to work at her previous Kit Kat Club as a singer and prostitute. Oh yes, prostitutes! The whole story revolves around love, sex and more sex. The cleavage shown by the stellar cast would be able to cast all the guys in the audience of their seats. Oh ya, did I mention that it's about homosexuality as well? Characters such as Hans and I don't know who, they portrayed gay-ism and the actors were succesful in delievering it. There's even a kiss scene between Cliff and Hans! Wow! That's a first. This Cabaret The Musical is the remake of the 1972 musical Cabaret, playwritted  by Christopher Isherwood and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jon Van Druten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, and starring the famous Liza Minnelli.  So to all of you with nothing else to do with your life, I strongly recommend you guys to watch this musical, which lasts to 30 July... oops too late la... but nvm... maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;In the morning, I had the Band outreach programme and it was fun! Three secondary schools came: Evergreen Secondary School, Northview Secondary School and North Vista Secondary School. The highlight of the day was the combined rehearsal and it was refressing. finally a big band. I called it the 'Outreach Band'! Okla... that's all i have for y'all. Happy surfing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115419152410961478?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115419152410961478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115419152410961478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115419152410961478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115419152410961478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-musical-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115401040929075324</id><published>2006-07-27T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:26:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+The Show Must Go On..+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there azhar! how are you? finally you blog huh? Good, good. Kind to think of it, I had the impression that this blog is daed, but thanks to shariman and you, it's alive again!Anyway, the title for my entry today is obviously 'The show must go on'. Why? Well firstly, I'm currently listening to "The Show Must Go On" by Queen and it's a super great song. You guys should listen to it. And secondly, I believe that my life is a show that's meant to go on and on forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I say show, I mean it in a bad way. Lately, my life have been smacked with challenging hardships and to a point there, I've thought of giving up, and there are even those when I really fell very very sick. I've thought of quiting school and just stray myself in this world. Surprised? That's me! I've now changed to a whole new extent, from the Khairul the jovial to Khairul the Obscure. I've changed so much! Especially over the holidays and I'm having trouble handling myself. I'm tired, faithless and in a mess! I seriously don't know what to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Inside my heart is breaking/ My make-up may be flaky/ But my smile/ Still stays on..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is taken from 'The Show Must Go On' lyrics and this si what I do all day. Though I may be hurting inside, I still sport a smile to show people that I'm not weak, even though I am. On the outside, you may see me acting all quirky and stuff but really what's really down in the pit of my heart, I am indeed suffering. And this is getting to me in a way that I can't really take it anymore. My grades are falling, my health is getting bad, I can't stand the sheer discrimination from some of my fellow schoolmates. My musicianship is also greatly affected and it seems that I can't really express myself as much as I did when in EVG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;'We hold our own destinies' is somehow a cliched or misused word in my life right now. I don't know where my destiny is. perhaps it's at the bottom of my heels, it'd be crushed any time soon, or maybe perhaps it's still on the table near me, just a monster is hindering me from getting to it. I really need to find my destiny and I need it now. But I don't know what to do. I'm still confused by the recent life turmoils that I have lost sight of my goals and passion. It's painful to think every morning "Will I promote to JC2 next year?" or "Am I lieing to myself in being who I am not?" Have you had days when you're feeling the same way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's good that Azhar is still steady in his life right now and Shariman seems to be enjoying his life too. Maybe perhaps Azmi is to, I don't know, it's been a while since I've met up with him. Faizal, maybe too. I'm glad for you guys but I'm disappointed in myself for not really handling my life properly. It irks me everytime i think of my life and of others. but what to do. The show must do on and somehow there's a way to be certain of my destiny. Like the saying goes: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there's a will, there's a way. But will I have the will to find the way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Let me pause for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115401040929075324?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115401040929075324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115401040929075324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115401040929075324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115401040929075324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/show-must-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115392531105098849</id><published>2006-07-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:48:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;+Still learning...+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people, and thank you for taking time to read this entry of mine.  Happy reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was like a good day for me, well only at school la. I learnt how to play the kompang and it was exciting! I LOVE IT! Without hesitating, I signed up to play the kompang on College Day-cum-National Day-cum-Track &amp; Field Day(or whatever it is)! Amazing y'noe.  Honestly rite, I used to be afraid of the sounds of kompang (due to a child illness i had) and now, i'm no longer afraid of it anymore! Although it is painful when i hit the instrument, it felt good doing it. Every hit, I felt that all my troubles was forced out of me through the kompang skin. You get what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then at band, I had to come late just now due to MCS meeting. It was ok at first, we went through "2nd Suite" and had sectionals on seventh night and "Singapura Suite" WHICH IS THE SET PIECE FOR THE syf cENTRAL jUDGING FOR cONCERT bANDS IN 1999. The piece was so boring but claudia thinks otherwise. Then as practice hours went by, the mood of the band became tense. Guan Yu, Sarala and Claudia confronted the band and questioned on the negative aspects of this band. In a way, I felt guilty because  I've missed band practices a lot of times now due to sickness or family emergencies. AND my playing is not that good. I still have problems sight-reading and my running notes are still f*ckin bad! How will I make it to SAF or SPF band if I continue being like this? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then got back, watched Singapore Idol and HADY ROX!!! After that, helped my dad to burn a vcd which is karaoke and it's so irritating. that's what I'm not pleased about my dad. He keeps raising his voice at me. What? Am I useless? Hey at least I did it ok! And he did not apologise. I'm so pissed off! Now he's watching it in the living room, and it's noisy!! Ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, that's it, Goodbye beautiful people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115392531105098849?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115392531105098849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115392531105098849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115392531105098849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115392531105098849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/still-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115382692314865344</id><published>2006-07-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:28:43.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;+Learned me+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people! Miss me? Anyway? I surely missed my classmates and friends who went to OBS last week, and THANK GOD they're back! Wow! It's amazing y'noe, the moment they came back from Ubin, they had lessons learnt, stories to tell and jokes to laugh about. Well, most of them are jokes and I tell you, it was soO funny that I had stitches! When i say stitches, I mean pain at my stomach area. You know, when you either laugh too much or when you go running, you'll feel pain at your stomach area, that's called a stitch. See, even you've learned something new today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OBS was by far the most anticipated event for many and from what i've heard, it was worth it. Too bad I did not get to go. BMI too high la... Hahax.. And like I said, they had stories to tell, and most of it are jokes la!  My classmates rite, those who went for OBS, the girls are in the Cook Watch and the guys (Xiang Jie and Wei Yu) was in Marco Polo Watch. They complained of this uno2senien (that's what i call ourselves, the students of CTG 127) and they joked about her. I don't know if she knows it la (I think she does, Xiang Jie keeps hinting at her). Bloody funny man! Unfortunately, I can't tell you guys what the jokes were. But I tell you ah, with these jokes, she suddenly became popular! It's like everybody keeps asking who is she? Where's the 'fish' girl? Well, popular is indeed the word to describe us, students of 127. We're like popular for all the wrong reasons. But who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, even though you may see me laughing along to these jokes, i don't know... erm deep inside rite, I felt kind of guilty. They joked about her survival skills at Ubin and I laughed at it, but at the same time, I know that my survival skills sucks. I guess that I am wrong. I can't pitch a tent, I'm afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of capsizing, and I HATE sleeping in the great outdoors. So is it right for me to be laughing along with the others? Am I mean or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And somehow, I tend to put myself in the victim's shoe and that was what I did when they told of the jokes. I felt hurt and I emphatise her. What if she finds out? What if I find out that I had the same fate as her? Surely I'd feel hurt! But, she does piss people off and definitely she do piss me off a lot of times. But do I have the right to mock her? Like how I mocked Abidah? Let me ponder on this... Thx for coming... Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115382692314865344?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115382692314865344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115382692314865344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115382692314865344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115382692314865344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/learned-me-hey-people-miss-me-anyway-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115331009740667568</id><published>2006-07-19T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:54:57.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;+Family+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes a family? Obviously it's love, joy and happiness.  An ideal family is one that share a very special bond amongst it's members.  Oh how much I long for that, but something, it's either me or them that is somehow pulling me back, like as if there's this inner devil in me who is not allowing me to be closer to my family. Somehow,  I need to break myself free from this 'shackles of emotions' that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's often that we would see how family ties blossoms in TV and movies and it hurts me whenever I see them. They are showing something that I want most, and that is strong family ties and I'm not getting it. I know that there are even some that shows family conflicts which in the end brought the family together. Is that how it's supposed to be done? Argue then get along? Isn't that stupid? How would you know that after the conflict, they might forgive you? What if your feud was so bad resulting in a severed relationship? I wouldn't want that, and if it were to happen to me, I might as well grab a pen-knife and slit my wrist. I'd rather die than to go through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that it is somehow my own fault for not making enough efforts to get closer to my parents. I admit, I do retaliate them, more frequently now actually.  It's somehow the "Look!-I'm-a-young-adult-now" attitude that is causing a big rift between us.  They way I feel is that I'm acting a 'lil immaturely by implying that I can take care of myself just because I'm a young adult.  Yes it's true, I can think for myself and I can distinguish right from wrong. But it's also true that the fact that I'm a 'young adult' instead of an 'adult' shows that I am still young and a little wet behind the ears, thus I still need guidance from my parents. Truthfully,  I don't really know how to take care of myself in unknown surroundings and my dad knows it. I can't really cook but my mom is an expert when it comes to culinary skills.  I'm not the breadwinner of the family, nor am I the slave. All I know is to eat, sleep and take out the trash, in the house I mean. I'm the learning one in the family and my parents keep advising me to study hard. Sometimes I'd turn a deaf ear to them, but sometimes I do agree that academic achievements is indeed truly rewarding. They have fed me, given me shelter and definitely trying hard to give me the best care and unconditional love all these years, and I hope to reward them with my achievements in my study and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the retaliation aspect is so hard on me. It seems that I can't bring myself to stop going against them. I guess most of the time, I did not really appreciate all the things that they've done for me. I have also failed, as a son, to acknowledge their thoughts and feelings. My dad would always say that I am always the one who would make him angry every morning. I can't argue with that cos I know I am. I guess that I'm a spoilt child because as some of you know, I am the only child and some of you even say that I am a lucky kid for being able to be showered with anything I want. All to myself. I wish it is, but it's not. Financial difficulties, lack of trust and definitely lack of time inhibits me to all of those. My family has gone through a lot lately and it's already taking it's toll on everyone. My dad just got discharged from the hospital and he's been fired by his company.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F*cking assholes!&lt;/span&gt; How dare you fire my dad? He's sick and obviously you imbesils fail to see that, heartless freaking beings. What useless people! And my dad told us that when he asked for the ambulance, the stupid secretary told him not to play games with her. SHIT la woman! He's been nice to you and you turn your back when he really was sick! What a cheap and dumb SLUT! So much for giving care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See people, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm no longer the same Khairul as I was in Evergreen Secondary, Woodlands Primary and Commonwealth Kindergarten.&lt;/span&gt; I'm getting more and more anti-social and keep ousting myself from the real world.&lt;/span&gt; So please... here my plea. How can I change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115331009740667568?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115331009740667568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115331009740667568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115331009740667568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115331009740667568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/family-what-makes-family-obviously-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115286122880204863</id><published>2006-07-14T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T15:13:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;+Promiscuous Behaviour+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello people! First of all, this entry would somehow be a little bit controversial. So all those parties involved, I apologize over what I will say in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is there gonna be in this entry that might or would upset some of you out there? Well, I’ve decided to touch on Racial discord in this entry. Yes! Racial discord, as in like putting myself in a racist’s point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the other day, well at night actually, my mom and I just came back from Tan Tock Seng Hospital to visit my dad there. We alighted at Admiralty MRT station and we were greeted by a Chinese man and an Indian guy. Well, not greeted actually, we were sort of nearby, heading away from the scene. But from what I saw and heard, the Chinese man was like shouting towards the Indian guy (I think the Indian sort of bumped into him). Of course, the Indian apologized (from what I can see la) but somehow, the Chinese man continued shouting his lungs out at the Indian Man. Although I was not the one either shouting or apologizing, I was damned pissed la! F*cking Hell la! The guy apologized, but why must you continue shouting madly at him. This reminds me of the stereotypical thinking of people of different skin color can’t mix together, like the Blacks being outcasted by the Whites in America then, and the Chinese and the Malays here in Singapore in the post-independence years of Singapore. I know that there are a few of us who are still in this ‘racist way of thinking’ We have to get out of it or else there’ll be problems ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know that some of us disagree with what I just said, but come on la, I’m sure all of us had a fair number of moments when we despised  another race. Like me for example. I had a number of times when I had insults for other races, and eeks!, towards the Malays as well! Somehow, I believe that the Western influence kind of brought this problem about. We tend to act like selfish beings now as we get influenced by the mass media and of course, the Western culture. Where else could we have learnt of violence, immoral behavior and sex? I am glad that we are not being as conservative as we were back then, but don’t you think it’s a little too much? Have we, over the years, lost or have forgotten our Religious teachings and moral practices? Have we as people grow more to be like wild animals instead of civilized homosapiens? What’s happening people??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us Malays, we’ve been raised to be conservative, religious and morally proper people. But I am quite disappointed to see many Malays nowadays, especially teenagers, behaving like uncivilsed, disrespectful and rude beings! I see malay girls with short skirts, barebacks, spaghetti straps, low cut jeans and tight shirts with less clothing in front traipsing down the streets, guys with pierced noses, ears, tongues, tattoos all over the body, walking like ‘ah bengs’ along the streets of Orchard Road, is definitely a very disgraceful thing to see. Come on people! Us Muslims have been termed as the Terrorists by some states, and with how the Malays I mentioned behaves, it will bring down the name of us Malays! Memang la! Semua perempuan yang nak dedahkan badan dan lelaki-lelaki yang kurang ajar, sedar la sikit! Cakap aje budak Melayu, tapi perangai macam setan! Macam mana Melayu nak maju macam gini? Kalau nak act sexy tu, bukak ajelah baju kat depan khalayak ramai, don’t waste money buying those ‘little-clothing’ clothes! So much for being a Malay! Don’t be promiscuous la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I acting like this? First of all, I’m a Malay. Though I’m not exactly pure Malay (I’m part Boyanese part Bugis), I still have Malay blood running through my veins. With all the talk that Malays are being rebellious nowadays, just makes me squirm with utter shame! I love the Malay culture, though my Malay language isn’t that strong, but I do love the culture. It’s also sad to have people saying that they wish NOT to be Malay. Why don’t you just wish that you weren’t even born into this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, I think all of us should do our very own soul searching and truly respect our different cultures before respecting the others. How can we respect the others if we can’t respect ourselves. So come on people, let’s work on ourselves, then together as one to really fulfill the ‘Multi-Cultural Society’ that we ought to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I’m sorry if any of you reading this felt offended either directly or indirectly. Hope this entry would not make you to hate me. But please do keep coming to my blog yar! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all from me… Take care y’all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115286122880204863?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115286122880204863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115286122880204863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115286122880204863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115286122880204863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/promiscuous-behaviour-hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115192477625320328</id><published>2006-07-03T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:06:16.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+what could have been a fruitful holiday+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;first of all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY YOUTH DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people! especially to all youths out there, whether or not you guys have to school today. But all that matters is that we are still young and youth day is the day that we should all rejoice the youth in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;anyway, this entry, I'm gonna talk about the June holidays that happened recently. As you all can see in my previous entries, I did not have a very good holiday and even worse, not an exciting birthday. What a supposedly fruitful holiday turned out to be non-fruitful at all! Ya I know some would say that going to Tanjung Pinang sounds like an exciting holiday but to me it's not. It feels different because when you go to holidays like it, I mean with my schoolmates, it just feels different then going on a family holiday. I mean, you don't have your parents to look after you when you're overseas and not to have someone whom you trust the most to give company to you, you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Honestly, for the whole trip, I thought about my parents well-being in Singapore, more than what I am thinking of what I'm doing in Tanjung Pinang. Maybe because that it was my first time leaving the country without my parents, or maybe it's just that I felt lonely out there. Oh ok ya, I'm the cameraman there, so I guess that I isolated myself away from the guys most of the time. I actually felt uncomfortable for the whole of the four days and three nights there, even though I looked like I was having fun. Yes people, I'm breaking my silence here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, the first week, what ought to be our first week of the holidays, was filled with extra tutorials and lectures. So much of a holiday huh? But some of the tutorials, I skipped them, and how about lectures? I missed them too. I just can't be bothered to sit in a crowded LT and listening to the rants of the tutors/lecturers. So basically, the first week is filled with utter boredom... talk about a fun-filled holiday huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then on the second week, went to Tanjung Pinang. We took off on Tuesday and on Monday, there's supposed to be tutorials but I did not go for them because I was either busy packing up for the trip or simply lazy to leave woodlands for just two hours worth of lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;On the third week, nothing much happened, just the fever I had until I had to be kept under observation at the hospital. It was very frightening. I kept thinking to myself, is it the avian flu? or is it SARS? was it something I ate at Tanjung PinanG? I was paranoid! Luckily, it just turned out to be only high fever. Cheh... but all and all, thanks to the doctors and nurses that took care of me... love y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then on the final week, the burfday week,it was utterly boring... even my burfday... however, i am grateful to my parents for at least buying me a cake for my burfday and I understood that they could not afford throwing me a party this year. But i love my parents... no matter what... *sobx*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So ladies and gentlemen, how was your June holidays? Good? Bad? But it has passed and let us all make full use of the new term to buck up our studies and have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's all... take care people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115192477625320328?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115192477625320328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115192477625320328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115192477625320328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115192477625320328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-could-have-been-fruitful-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115189400621881890</id><published>2006-07-03T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T10:50:34.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;+All in a day's work+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Good day to all! First of all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would like to wish all students, especially JC and Poly students good luck for the new term.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; With the new term, we’ll all be faced with impending challenges, difficult tests and emotional distress. To us JC students, we have the block tests in the first week of school and I have to tell you, the tests were bloody stressful! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So I have came up with an ultimate goal for myself, and that is to really start studying! I can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Saturday, there were two major events happening for me throughout the day. There’s supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Youth Seminar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me at Tampinese JC but I ended up not going because I overslept! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thing starts at 8.30am, but I woke up after nine!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I guess that I did not hear my alarm. *sigh* Shit man! I could have learnt something from it. But the thing was that there’s no transport made available for us, so we have to go there ourselves. That’s why I set my alarm at 5.30am. And I did not hear it. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went for the other event, that is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SYF Official Opening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the National Stadium. Even though it wasn’t really exciting for me, was entertained by the different display bands there. There was the display band of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Institution from Malaysia and the Saranaree Band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from Thailand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The opening was also a competition with three school display bands namely Tanjong Katong Secondary School, Deyi Secondary School and Bowen Secondary Secondary. Tanjong Katong won the Display Band of the Year award and the drum major from Deyi Sec won the Drum Major of the Year award.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was fascinating even though I had problems hearing what they were all playing. Items featured in the event were the different mass displays featuring schools with the likes of Nan Chiau High and Beatty Sec. Then there’s the Combined schools Choir and The Synchronized Schools Choir. They were huge. They sang songs such as &lt;em&gt;Munaeru Valiba, I Dream and Reaching Beyond, the SYF’s theme song.&lt;/em&gt; The finale also features the winners of Campus Superstar. The spectators were phenomenal as the different schools that attended (I think more than 150) gave their best to cheer on for all the performers and competitors. Oh ya!&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AiN Nabila&lt;/span&gt;, a school mate and my ‘free-period buddy’ in EVG was involved in the Milennia Girls Contingent featured in the parade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The parade consisting of the contingents of NCC (LAND), NCC (AIR), GIRL GUIDES, BOYS BRIGADE, NCC (BOYS), NCC (GIRLS), ST JOHN’S, NPCC (BOYS), NPCC (GIRLS), the contingent from St Joseph Instition carrying the State Flags and the Milennian girl contingent. I think there’s another two more contingents but I forgot what they are. The Milennian contingent was led by &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lee Siya&lt;/span&gt;, another ex-schoolmate of mine, who also happens to be my ex-Student Council colleague. I was not a fan of here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event ended near 7pm and I waited for my juniors outside of the East Entrance. I thought of asking for a lift from them but, what the heck. It’s Youth Day this Monday and might as well I treat myself shopping somewhere. At first I declined my YJCian Band members when they asked me to tag along for dinner as I said that I had no money. But then I remembered that I was carrying my ATM card. So I took the bus 16 to an unknown destination. I alighted at Marine Parade and took the 31 bus which I thought was heading for Toa Payoh. Instead, it was to Tampinese. But all in all, I went shopping at Tampniese Mall. However, the mall was packed due to a nearby pasar malam. Anyway, I went to the pasar malam, bought myself some takoyaki balls and went into the mall. First store was Toys ‘R’ Us where I just looked around. Hey, there’s still a kid in me you know. Anyway, then after that, I went to buy a CD and a t-shirt before heading to Bugis to meet my parents for dinner. We ate at Banquet which was about to close. I ate some pau and a tom yam dish which tastes awful! I also met a family friend which I also regarded as my own aunt as she was the one who took care of me when I was young. It’s been a long time since I’ve met her. She’s working in Banquet now as one of the stall holders there. From there, after eating, me and my parents decided to head home as my mom wanted to watch the soccer match happening that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, btw, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brazil is out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OMG!&lt;/span&gt; They are like good la! I only found out the morning after the match. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiyoh, first Argentina, then Brazil!! Boo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, that’s all that I have for today, see ya soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115189400621881890?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115189400621881890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115189400621881890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115189400621881890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115189400621881890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-in-days-work-good-day-to-all-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115106073117923382</id><published>2006-06-23T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T19:10:32.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;+Seriously!+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What the FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I CAN't believe it! Are the judges tone deaf??? Seriously!!! This is by far the worst wildcard to have ever been chosen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, actually, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this season is BY FAR the worse of the two seasons that have been held&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What am I talking about? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roslan didn't make it... he's voice is good la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Primero got in. FUCK MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's so stucked up till I'm not bothering to watch his performance. And the voice SUX!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; His rendition of 'Sorry Seemed to be The Hardest Word' originally done by Sir Elton John and reproduced by blue was the worst performance of the night! I wonder what Sir Elton John would think after hearing him sing his song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wildcards performing next week are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Jay Lim (he'll get it... he has the voice)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Norman Then (forgettable performance... if voters are dumb, he'll get it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Primero Ang (Seriously, hire a vacal coach! GET LOST WANNABE!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Choy Siew Woon ( I missed her performance)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Gayle Nerva (It's a definite IN for her... just hope she won't screw up)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Geraldine Chua (Missed it too...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Meryl Joan Lee (PEOPLE!! JUDGES!!! ARE YOU DEAF? SHE CAN'T SING!!! AND YOU GAVE HER FUCKING GOOD REMARKS???)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Nurul Maideen (maybe one of the chosen four to the Spectaculars)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think some voters are stupid. they vote based on only looks and not the talent the contestant has. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If i get to choose four people to go to the next round, I'd choose Nurul, Jay, Gayle and Geraldine (I heard she's better than Siew Woon).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE!!! GET REAL! IT'S A SINGING COMPETITION! NOT A BEAUTY PAGEANT OR MANHUNT! VOTE FOR THOSE WITH REAL TALENT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's all... i'm soOoO pissed, i'm signing out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115106073117923382?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115106073117923382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115106073117923382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115106073117923382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115106073117923382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/seriously-what-fuck-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115094744317778959</id><published>2006-06-22T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:37:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;+who's 17?+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hello everybody! as some of you know, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just turned 17 yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Those who didn't, it's ok. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Those who forgot, reconsider whether you are indeed a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, nothing much happened yesterday. I spent the whole day kicking back and simply lying on the bed all day. I did not have the mood to go out. It's either at home i watch dvds or listening to all the cassette tapes that contains recordings from American Idol. I should get myself a cassette player to play these tapes when I'm out. It's not that I'm outdated, but I love to record things. Perhaps a tape recorder would be a good start for me. Hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And believe it or not, I CRIED most of the time. Reflecting mostly. How deserving am I to turn 17? So much for sweet 17... darn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I&lt;em&gt; read Meryl's blog just now. She dedicated a greeting for me in her last post. Thanks girl! And she said that she has a surprise for me on Monday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All I know one surprise for me on that day would be unfamiliar questions in my Literature paper. Somehow I don't have the mood to study for it. But i have started on the others though. Economics, Malay, Maths, General paper etc... Whatever it is, Thanks meryl for the kind things u said in ur blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kind words... so how many burfdae SMSes did I receive? Let me count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Who are they? First one was technically Azhar. Shariman SMSed me the day before aking me for my shirt size la and my fave accesories. Then Felicia, Nurizan, Jeff, Shariman, Atika, Jin Long, Steph, Guan Yu, and Meryl! the most surprising of all is Jin Long! I cant believe he remembered. thanks for not forgetting man! I expected more, but it's ok... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AT least I know that I'm not alone on my burfday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lots of thanks to my mom and dad for their efforts on my birthday. My mom mostly because my dad was working yesterday. She keeps telling me jokes and I laughed... like duh! And at night, My dad bought me a cake which was ooh! so heavenly!! What do u expect, It was Chocolate flavoured! One wicked indulgence of mine!  Magnifique!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, today is my uncle's burfdae, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAE CIK AHMAD!!,&lt;/span&gt; then tml will be KRISTELLE's burfday! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPI BURFDAE KRISTELLE!&lt;/span&gt; and on the 28 June will be Jefferey's burfdae. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAE JEFF!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wrinkles people, we're gonna have it! WE'RE OLD!!&lt;/span&gt; Hahax!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's all from me... tatax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115094744317778959?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115094744317778959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115094744317778959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115094744317778959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115094744317778959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/whos-17-hello-everybody-as-some-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115062941890301543</id><published>2006-06-18T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:16:58.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+Let bygones be bygones... but it's a matter of how painful it is!+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok, I apologise for the harsh use of words towards the person I'm having the least respect on, but I was just making the point clear that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I hate her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you people decide that this is a stupid thing that I'm doing, whatever la eh! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've said what I have to say and I'm not taking it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. By all means, hate me, but I'm fulfilling the main purpose of a bloody blog, and that is to express my feelings. Better out then kept bottled up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh, being unfair to her huh? If I am unfair to her, would I congratulate her for the marvelous dance on Arts Fusion Opening night? Would I even bother to help taking photos with her camera? Would I even bother listening to her ridiculously insulting remarks or other crap that she says? Would I even care to talk to her? Would I even care to see her face everyday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Argh! My dance is still not perfect!", like whose is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apasal kau pakai baju lawa buat tidur?" (Why would you wear something nice to sleep in?). Is it wrong? It's comfortable damn it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Whatever la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh ya Zawana and Sery, i apologise if you're offended when i said that i was being outcasted from the group thing. Yes, we did laugh and talked to each other, but I'm trying to point out that I don't really see the 'bond' created in this trip. I heve to say that Mr Said was the one who even bothered to get to know me? How many of you know that I'm the only child? How many of you know how long I've been singing? How many of you know what primary school I'm from? Tell me... &lt;strong&gt;I admit that I did not try to bond with you guys because I didn't even bother to. I felt that you didn't care and i was returning this nonsensical deed of yours.&lt;/strong&gt; But all and all, I'm sorry ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+Fucking Holidays+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy holidays!". Ya right!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Guess what, this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most dreadful june holidays that I've ever gone through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; First week, lessons, lessons and more lessons. Second week, the supposedly the Tanjung Pinang trip that's supposed to bond us all, but truth is, it didn't to me. Third week, nothing to do at all, except for watching movies both at home and at cinema. Forth week? Well I don't know yet. It's my birthday week anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but Sweet 17 won't be sweet at all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why? Let me tell you why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got back from Tanjung Pinang, had fever for the whole week, but do i care? No... I even went to the cinema to watch movie. My hatred towards abidah persisted throughout the whole week, causing me to type out that controversial entry about her. By wednesday, my fever got worse until i had to make a trip to the hospital where i was kept under observation, preventing me to go for my favourite CCA- Band practice... ARGH!!! But fortunately I was allowed to go home at night... Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been a while since I've had word from Felle and Meryl, two of the five ideeots. Grace keeps sending me friendship messages every week, Zawana? Let's say she has 'post-tanjung pinang' things to do and the last time we spoke was in the bus on the way back from tanah merah ferry terminal. Well,I messaged Meryl and Felle yesterday night asking for their home address. I need to send them maths homework.They both replied and Meryl even asked how I was... Aww, so sweet! Thx for not forgetting me gurls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But the Fucking holidays aren't always fucking because I had the chance to stretch myself with a game of badminton with my cousins, dad and uncle, and maybe soon-to-be cousin-in-law. It's been a while since I played badminton and that was good la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then watched movie with faizal... I aaked him along and treated him to a movie so that I can catch up with him. He's working and no longer in EVG with me and I had some catching up to do. We watched x-men together and it was fun la! But i wished that we could spend the whole day but he had to work... damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So anyway, as you can see, I'm growing tired of typing, so tatax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.s. I'm being unfair towards her huh? Well, it's all in the face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115062941890301543?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115062941890301543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115062941890301543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115062941890301543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115062941890301543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-bygones-be-bygones.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115010322732129659</id><published>2006-06-12T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T17:07:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c5.slide.com.com&amp;channel=5413829" width="700" height="250" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115010322732129659?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115010322732129659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115010322732129659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115010322732129659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115010322732129659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115010041377323861</id><published>2006-06-12T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:20:13.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+am i depressed or something?+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello everyone. I'm sure that some of you might wonder, how come I have two different entries on the same day, around a few minutes apart? Well, the previous entry, about the world cup was a copy of an entry in a blog that i share with two other friends of mine. If you've visited it, don't bother read it again. Those who have not visited the blog, go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.like-blood-brothers.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;www.like-blood-brothers.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; later after reading my own blog entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, let's get to the main reason of why I am typing this blog. At the moment, I'm not really in the mood to be myself because I've lost my inner 'craziness' on the ferry from Tanjung Pinang, that was when i received a few messages that i got pissed about. If you'd like to know what these messages are, just click the link to Like-Blood-Brothers blog... later i mean... let me go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was gloomy even through yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had this 'gig' at a wedding with my dad and his band, but the thing is, i was gloomy most of the time. I rarely smiled, nor did I talk to anyone. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kept being cold towards my mom&lt;/span&gt; (well, i had to) and to make it worse, it rained heavily while performing. We had to stop all playing for like an hour before we can start up again. All our instruments were wet and so was I. I'm having fever right now but i don't feel like telling my parents. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's the point? Would I prefer to be stuck in a rocky household for the whole of today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm at my cousins' rite now and here I am typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i admit, there are problems brewing within my family but I am not at all willing to share with ya guys what they are. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This problem of ours are kind of getting to me in someway.&lt;/span&gt; I feel that I'll not be the Khairul that you know for a few weeks, perhaps months. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the holidays and it's like, me, meryl, felle, grace and zawana are like not sitting in the library, making the fools of ourselves, nor sharing jokes... I miss them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though wana went to tanjung pinang with me, &lt;strong&gt;i felt that she was not paying attention to me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, actually, i guess only the teachers gave me attention. Most of the time, I would sit at meals with them, not with the students.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; The other male students? forget it la. &lt;strong&gt;I was like being outcasted from the students for the whole of the trip. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All except Mira and Maia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They hanged out with me, Mira helped me put eye-liner and the three of us went to the back of the boat on the returning journey and we sang some songs, relaxing in the wind and the dark sea. I guess that we even shared some personal stuff too. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Mira and Maia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! let me point out. i'm not afraid to post this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE ABIDAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is cold, attention-seeker, and simply a nuisance! It's like for the whole trip,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's been giving me a cold shoulder and I'm sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Not only for the trip, even before the trip. Even Mira agrees. According to her, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abidah is like giving the "I-dont-care" look everytime I tried talking to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know that! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just because I'm fat and ugly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I have feelings too BITCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; You know what are some of the things she said to me? We were at some place at Pulau Penyengat, where cannons were surrounding us. So as usual, us students and foreigners, we take photos everywhere we go. I was the photographer at that point of time. When I asked whether someone could help to take a picture of me with this cannon, she said out loudly: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Siapa nak ambik kau sebagai model?" (Who wants to take you as a model?).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU LA! LIKE AS IF ANYONE WOULD TAKE YOU EITHER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was so angry over this that I almost pushed her off the cliff (Literally). &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR GOD'S SAKES WOMAN! IT'S JUST ONE PHOTOGRAPH FOR MYSELF AND NOT FOR A MODELING AGENCY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Luckily I did not say or do anything. I just pretend nothing's wrong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a B*ITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what Mira said is true. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe she was just joking when she made those remarks and that I am taking it too personally.&lt;/span&gt; But the thing is that, if she was indeed joking? Cant she at least show some kind of smile or a whimper of a soft laugh to indicate that the fucking remark was indeed a joke, but no she didn't. She just cringed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; It's in the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now let me vent my anger physically...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115010041377323861?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115010041377323861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115010041377323861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115010041377323861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115010041377323861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-depressed-or-something-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-115009518223976895</id><published>2006-06-12T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T14:53:02.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+World Cup Fever+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey! The World Cup is here! Wow! It's amazing how people get so hyped up for the World Cup but not the other games such as the Olympics, Winter Games, ASEAN Games, AVIVA Open or the different golf championships. I myself is getting the feel of the World Cup fever. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ole, ole ole ole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's like the most anticipated event ever. What do you expect, it only happens once every four years like the Olypic and ASEAN Games. It's considered a long wait for soccer fans alike. YEAY! COOL MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Azhar, Azmi, I'm sure that you're clueless of why I'm into the World Cup. Trust me, I don't even know. I guess that the anticipation of people around me is grabbing my attention. Everywhere I go, there'll always be people talking about it. From what I've heard, most of these people are rooting for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brasille (Brazil)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Not for me. Somehow I am rooting for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argentina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to win. So far, they've won the match against &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivory Coast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with the score of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunday (11th of June). They'll be competing against &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serbia &amp; Montenegro on the 16th of June and against Netherlands on the 22nd June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (a day after my birthday). Tsk! I'm sure that you know this already, but do i care. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO ARGENTINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I pick Argentina instead of Brasille?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, firstly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love the country&lt;/span&gt;. I've heard, seen and even read of how good the people there, especially footballers. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Argentina won the world cup twice in 1978 and 1986, runners-up in 1930 and 1990.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They have also &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;won 14 titles in Copa America and 6 titles in the Pan American Cup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ya i know that it's been a while since they won a world cup, so what? They're cool. I don't know how they did in the last few World cups or how they faired under the different coaches they have, I just hope their present coach, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jose Pekerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can lead them to victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahax! GO ARGENTINA!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-115009518223976895?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/115009518223976895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=115009518223976895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115009518223976895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/115009518223976895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-fever-hey-world-cup-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114924501933068137</id><published>2006-06-02T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T18:44:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;+i'm elected as...+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yo everybody! Just wanting to tell you guys that I've got my post in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YJC Wind Ensemble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I've been made into &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TREASURER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wow! It's a totally new post for me and I'm a bit scared of it lah! What with the money I have to hold and also the accounts I need to update, I'll be stressed to my limits. But whatever it is, I'll do my best in carrying out my responsibility! Wish me luck y'all! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE BAND!!!! AHHH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114924501933068137?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114924501933068137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114924501933068137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114924501933068137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114924501933068137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-elected-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114915243553083714</id><published>2006-06-01T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:00:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+elections frenzy+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello everyone. Yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;YJ Band's election day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;16 Candidates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made their rally speeches. Out of the 16, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;only eight got chosen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;These eight are those who got the top 8 number of votes and this also makes up the Executive Committee.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yours truly, made it to these lucky eight and the post that I got, we're all not sure of at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They say that it'll either be posted on the band blog or they'll SMS our posts. So far, I've checked the blog and it still remained the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok, so yesterday, there were interesting events that unfolded in due to the elections. Even though we (the candidates) are said to be supportive of one another, tensions sparked at the end of it, after the top 8 were revealed. I do not want to type out what exactly happened because I respect everyone. Even if this post is considered as not being respectful to the parties involved, I'm sorry. I hope that these tensions will be settled once and for all when the new committee steps into office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway, I don't know why, but &lt;strong&gt;I got bloody nervous yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i almost cried after all the questions that the present Vice-President Wee Leong bombarded me with ridiculously challenging questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe it's because I have low self-confidence now and perhaps these questions to me felt like a morale boost to find the self-confidence tha I had "Lost". All and all, I survived the rallies without fainting or having seizures and phew that's over.  I decided to run for Presidency, or if not, at least the Vice-Precidency and there are a handful of others who also ran for the same post that I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Whatever it is, whatever post I may get, I will do my best to contribute to the band. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats to the lucky 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;To the others who did not make it, don't lose hope because we are all family, and whether or not you have or do not have a post, I still regard you as an equal. Love ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+never forgotten+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I met Raihana at the junction near to my grandmomma's house. Well, i was the one ho noticed her and people who know me, I usually snap my fingers to catch attention. Well, I snapped my fingers in front of her face (she had her ear-phones on and was rummaging her bag) and the usual &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"hey! da lama tak jumpa" (hey, it's been a while that we last met) conversation happened&lt;/span&gt;. Well, i admit, the snapping of fingers in front of faces seemed bloody rude and I'm thinking of kicking the habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so anyways, as usual, when old friends meet up after such a long time, we are bound to discuss about our school lives. Here's what we talked about, well from what I recall la:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: so how's TP?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rai: Stress. Next week satu minggu test- Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. haix&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: so it's basically the whole week la! Lucky mine will be in three weeks time. When is your holiday anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rai: Week 8 and 9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: (stunned-eight and nine?)Only two weeks?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rai: ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: Btw, i have an extra ticket for Gentarasa 'cos Shariman tak jadi pergi. u want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rai: Kita dua ajer? Khalis ape hal?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: you can buy tix on the spot. so u want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rai: see first la. Next week test kan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and it continued until the lift of the block reached her floor. as usual also, I kirimkan salam kepada budak-budak EVG yang lain. then proceeded up to the sixth floor that is my grand-momma's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am glad that I get to meet up with one of those I've dearly missed and also felt that I miss them because I felt guilty. Why? Because of not making it to Poly, where they are all now. I've seen pictures of them and so far, I've seen pictures of them together, without me. Aww, now I feel sad. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm glad that I have new friends to stop these tears of mine. Well not exactly, unless if you cry from laughing a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what happens when you mix a Malay guy, a Malay girl, an Indian girl, a Chinese-Indian Girl and a Chinese Girl together to form up the 5 eediots of 127. They make me laugh all day. HAHAX! Love ya guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So anyway people, that's all that I have for today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take Care! Happy Holidays!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114915243553083714?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114915243553083714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114915243553083714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114915243553083714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114915243553083714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/06/elections-frenzy-hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114872022933959028</id><published>2006-05-27T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T16:57:09.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+E TOIR MUSICA RULEZ!+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo everybody! Yesterday was the first night of Arts Fusion-E Toir Musica at YJC. It was GREAT!!! It wasn't really what I expected. the whole auditorium is about two-thirds full and guess what, I heard that the second night's one, that is tonight, will be a full-house one! WOW amazing ain't it. And something else I heard, the choir's night was the lowest turn-up so far. My friend say that it was anly one-third full and I don't know. I can't judge it publicly ain't I. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The entertainer part was amazing.&lt;/span&gt; Even though I had to run up to the second storey to do my part, after it ended, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the cheer of the audience was amazing&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks guys! i even heard someone laughing out loudly&lt;/span&gt; when the three "sweepers" were coming down the aisle steps or whatever it is called. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And guess what! MY GORGEOUS CAME!!! AWW! Thanks GORGEOUS, from SEXY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+What you did wrong... face the consequences...+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, just a short paragraph here. Today, I went to macdonalds to buy something after my marketing(i've not gone marketing for a few months now) and an incident happen. I was queing up and there's this lady in front of me. We were waiting, as usual, but skali the cashier decided to close it even without telling us earlier. The lady in front got irritated and she said loudly in front of everybody about this. Frustrated, the cashier decided to open it and when the cashier went to get the stuff, the lady slammed the coins onto the counter. And that wasn't the end. When the lady got her stuff, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the cashier THREW THE COINS INTO THE REGISTER! When I got my stuff, i was approaching the door when I saw the same lady. Me being hurt as a customer as well, i decided to tell the lady about the situation. AND, the lady got frustrated and she decided to look for the manager just like what I suggested her too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; From that point of time, i did not know what happend in the restaurant as i walked away from the scene because I had other important things to do, such as the ARTS FUSION happening tonight. HAHX. I know that some of you think that I'm being a busybody, but I was also a customer when it happened, and seeing something like that (the incident) is not exemplifying the good qualities in workers. how can the market people benefit with people such as these working in their labour force! wouldnt that show a bad example of singapore to others? SO the moral is that what you do, you have to face the consequences, both good or bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So that's all of my confessions, chao guys! wish me luck for tonight! Muackx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114872022933959028?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114872022933959028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114872022933959028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114872022933959028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114872022933959028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/05/e-toir-musica-rulez-yo-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114860537645880242</id><published>2006-05-26T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T09:02:56.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;+burfdae greetings+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yo everybody, to start on a high note, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT's GRACE's BURFDAE...erm... yesterdae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahax! Sorry I posted this greeting a few hours too late. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's the thought thaty  counts right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY be-lated BURFDAE GRACE PRIYA JOSEPH of CTG 127 Yishun Junior College!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You along with the other three eeediots have been a bundle of joys to me. I hope you (Grace)  would have a fruitful year ahead of you and hope we'll still be friends for as long as God allows us too.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEAY to GRACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Countdown to ARTS FUSION- E Toir Musica+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok people, I'm only left with 11 Hours, 10 Minutes and 10 Seconds (at this point of time that I'm typing this entry) to the First night of E Toir Musca featuring the Chinese Orchestra, The Guitar Ensemble and of course, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE COLLEGE WIND ENSEMBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yours truly, me will be performing in the Wind Ensemble for the charity event tonight. We will be playing 4 pieces and I'm sure most of them you've heard of. We are also putting up two special performances, one a combined performance of the three music groups and another a special item put up by the Wind Ensemble. Hahx! I can't wait fo it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;However, I'm just as equally nervous as I am excited. I'm nervous because it's my first major event in YJC and I'm having a slight problem with my fingers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ACCIDENTALLY SLAMMED A WINDOW SHUT ONTO MY RIGHT HAND FINGERS AND IT'S SWOLLEN AS HELL! ARGH! PAINFUL SIA! I'm afraid that this will affect my playing tremendously later. Pray for me, please...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway, I'ts almost the start of Economics Lecture, so see y'all soon! Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114860537645880242?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114860537645880242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114860537645880242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114860537645880242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114860537645880242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/05/burfdae-greetings-yo-everybody-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114803230302332998</id><published>2006-05-19T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T17:51:43.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+burfdae happenings+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hola guys! Great to be back from a 'long' hiatus (from blogging i mean). Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;I would like to wish all May babies&lt;/strong&gt; especially to my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beloved Dad, who turns 50 today (19 May).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even though 50 is like entering the oldies period (whatever it is), I still care as much of him as if it was forever. Happy birthday dad! Hope all your prayers and hopes come through and hope that you would live through to a ripe old age!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I Love you Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Other birthdays that I'd like to dedicate this entry specially to are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zawana (15 May), Aloy (12 May), and Grace (25 May)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I wish you well and good luck in whatever endeavours you do! It's a pleasure to be a YJCian with you guys! Have fun ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+am i really being...ME?+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Above, I may be presenting myself as being a jovial, fun-loving and caring manner. And many may agree that in school, i really am happy, crazy so to speak. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to do? If you have classmates who are soOo crazy that you sometimes feel that your 'stomach/pants/skirts/appendix is going to "burst"'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that's how crazy i get everyday. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like there's not a single day that i won't let out a single laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but sometimes i do wonder. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i really laughing just to hide my inner sadness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm someone who is mysterious. I look happy physically but sad emotionally. My life is full of ups and downs, mostly downs, but i'm not showing that off to people. What with my inner demons and painful sorrows, people think that i should let it out, but i'm somehow hesitant or even stubborn to let it out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've had thoughts of suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but i feel that it's not worth it rite. Why would i waste my life now? I'm not saying that i'd be doing it in the future, I guess i won't. I even had thoughts to see a counsellor or a psychiatrist. But i'm just hesitant to let it out. My issues are a bit &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; by nature and also very&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; humiliating&lt;/span&gt;. I'm trying to rid of it... but...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ARGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I JUST CAN'T!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My life is full of secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (it's like everybodys' is). But i do feel that mine is even heavier then theirs. It's so heavy until like what i said, i had thoughts of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm growing scared of this. I don't want my secrets to be the cause of my downfall. This is an internal conflict and this is the most confusing, painful, difficult, excruciating one i've ever felt. This is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MENTAL TORTURE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I kept going home crying on my bed and once even threatened mysle to cut myself with the pen knife!! But luckily i resisted.I used to go home happy and joyful, jump onto the bed and even dance alot at home. But now, i go home with heavy thoughts in my mind. am i really being me? or at least who i used to be? is it considered as a lie if i am not being me? I'm sure many of you, especially my friends are shocked by this. Now you know who i really am now. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So i plead you- help... .. ... .. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114803230302332998?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114803230302332998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114803230302332998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114803230302332998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114803230302332998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/05/burfdae-happenings-hola-guys-great-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114670445402132502</id><published>2006-05-04T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:00:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+Arts Freak+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Good Day everyone. Hi! I'm back again. I'll be doing two entries today. SO Read on ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this first entry, I'm trying to promote my school's &lt;strong&gt;fund-raising&lt;/strong&gt; event. It's going to be held from &lt;strong&gt;22nd May 2006 to 3rd June 2006&lt;/strong&gt;. YJC will be featuring the &lt;strong&gt;various arts groups over a series of concerts&lt;/strong&gt;. My objective is to promote for the concerts on either the &lt;strong&gt;26 and 27 May 2006&lt;/strong&gt;, where the programme is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"E Toir Music"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Yours truly, me&lt;/strong&gt;, will be performing in in both concerts for my College Band. Our band has lined up pieces like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Merry Widow' selections, 'Pirates of The Caribbean', 'The Seventh Night of July' &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; 'Canon in D'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(combination of the selected Band, Guitar ensemble and Chinese Orchestra Members-me included). Tickets are priced at &lt;strong&gt;$10&lt;/strong&gt; each and you can approach me for the tickets. Contact me via email- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:khairulasari_evg_express@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;khairulasari_evg_express@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Or you can contact me through my handphone(if you have it). &lt;strong&gt;Final date is this sunday (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7th May&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt; SO those who decides to go, have fun yar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! did I say that it's a fundraising event... &lt;strong&gt;It's for a good cause you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;+Not the Khairul You used to know+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok so anyway, I've been telling you people how happy I am in YJC. Yes it's true, but I'm kind of getting some self-denial in me due to some reasons I just can't ignore. One of them are my tests. So far, I've failed in a fairly high number of tests and this is bad for me. Economics, Literature, Mathematics. And all, I got are ever-so-low grades... but at least I passed my Malay... but a mere bit. That's bad, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, peer pressure is eminent now, what with crazy people, high expectations from best friends and also insensitve bastards and bitches in the campus. For God's sake, I know that I'm fat and all, but can't you just hold your toungue. Everywhere I go, there's bound to be somebody taunting me about being fat and also they regard me as a gigolo. Come on la, just because I hang out with girls, does NOT mean I'm a gigolo! This has resulted in me losing most of my self-confidence and I'm not the same Khairul from EVG anymore. And guess what, I've found out a nasty truth from EVG as well. According to Wana, some of the boys in her class, they talked about me and another person, somewhat used to be my best friend until something huge happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JERKS! BASTARDS! HOW DARE YOU MAKE FUN OF ME! AFTER ALL THAT ME BEING YOUR WATERBOY AT FUSHAN AND THE DIFFERENT OCCASIONS WHERE YOU"RE ALL INVITED TO MY HOUSE, THIS IS WHAT YOU GAVE ME?! THANK GOD I'M NO LONGER IN THE SAME SCHOOL AS YOU JERKS! GET LOST OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK great! Maybe, just maybe, I should never come to school ever again. I'd just take my private 'A's next year. SO i guess that YJC being a conducive place to study isn't really true at all. Personal message to all the people who thinks their more better than me in terms of looks and cleverness and goes around telling people what a useless being I am: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114670445402132502?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114670445402132502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114670445402132502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114670445402132502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114670445402132502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/05/arts-freak-good-day-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114655453789820595</id><published>2006-05-02T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:26:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza Updates... taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;www.sitizone.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Latest Album : TRANSKRIPSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sitizone.com/main/images/transkripsi-big.jpg" alt="Example" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Assalamualaikum dan salam kebahagiaan buat semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRANSKRIPSI&lt;/strong&gt; adalah himpunan perasaan atau rasa yang menyatu dalam hidup kita selama ini. Ia ditutur lalu ditulis dan dilagukan mengikuti emosi dan ekspresi. Ia dicantumkan dari keindahan lagu dan penceritaan lirik yang nada-nadanya tercipta daripada luahan serta terjemahan hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Segala ekspresi yang terlahir ini adalah satu perkongsian rasa kita semua. Sipu yang manis, rajuk yang mengguris atau amarah yang menghiris. Atau rasa bahagia yang bertandang, duka yang panjang, kecewa yang mengundang jua rindu waktu bayang menghilang. Ia juga menjadi sakit yang tak nampak deritanya atau bangga yang tak diungkap sedalamnya. Perasaan menjadi pancaindera, peka pada segala, mampu merasa pada sesuatu yang tak terzahir di mata.&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang perlu adalah kita mewarnakan perjalanan hari. Bila ia mahu berhenti, berhentilah dengan keindahan abadi. Kita ini insan yang impiannya melebihi ketinggian langit, yang rasa kemahuannya melebihi keupayaan yang dibangkit, yang makna kehendaknya tidak seperti upaya yang terbit. Keterbatasan inilah yang akhirnya membuat kita semua kembali ke pangkal dan berpamit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Di atas transkrip ini, saya mengakui HIDUP PENUH BICARA dan BILA HARUS MEMILIH, jalannya penuh dilema. Di mana haluan dan di mana panduan atau ke arah mana hala? RUPANYA KITA SERUPA, kita sesama insan sentiasa CUBA UNTUK MENGERTI agar jalan bisa seiring dan tangan boleh seganding. Atas kebersamaan ini IMPIANKAN NYATA kerana seupayanya kita cuba menjadi sesuatu di antara satu sama lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;HATI BERBISIK penuh rasa kebahagiaan di atas kehadiran kalian yang begitu besar maknanya. SITI SITU SANA SINI yang kalian jejaki memanjangkan usia keberadaan saya dalam industri ini. Segala yang ditempuh penuh warna dan saya lalui TANPA DENDAM DI HATI. Dalam sejuta ketabahan itu, adakala tertanya sendiri, BISAKAH semuanya diharungi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;PASTIKAN suatu waktu kita akan saling berdepan dengan kebahagiaan dan permasalahan yang sama namun BIARLAH RAHSIA menjadi perkara paling tersembunyi dan INTRIG CINTA akan menemui DESTINASI CINTAnya sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dan akhirnya TRANSKRIPSI merungkai segalanya dan menjadi buah tangan teristimewa daripada saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Saya ingin mengucapkan terima kasih kepada seluruh tenaga kerja di sebalik penghasilan album ini. Penerbit, pencipta lagu, penggubah lagu, penulis lirik, jururakam, jurutera bunyi, penyanyi latar dan pemuzik, nama serta kerja kalian semuanya sudah tercatat di sini. Saya amat berterima kasih dan berbesar hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pengorbanan mak, abah, seluruh keluarga dan kakitangan SNP serta pengedar album (belum tau…) setiap apa yang telah dicurahkan akan saya ingati, moga usaha kita diberkati.&lt;br /&gt;Para peminat di mana jua yang sudah lama menanti dan memberi inspirasi, abadikan TRANSKRIPSI di hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pihak media cetak, media elektronik dan juruhebah di dalam mahupun di luar negara, terima kasih di atas sokongan yang diberikan selama ini. Album ini tanda perjuangan saya belum berhenti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Semoga berpuas hati. Salam sayang buat semua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TRANSKRIPSI : Album Credits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Penerbit Bersekutu: Tarudin Ismail, pkc Siti Salmah BachikPenerbit Eksekutif: Siti Nurhaliza Tarudin jsm,sap,pmp, aap, Saiful Bahri TarudinPenerbit: Siti Nurhaliza, Aubrey Suwito, Jenny Chin, Mac Chew, Yasin,Cat Farish, Firdaus Mahmud, Damian VEPenyelaras Produksi: Rozi Abdul RazakMastered: Fauzi Marzuki @ Fauzi Marzuki ProductionsPromosi: Unit Promosi Siti Nurhaliza Productions (M) Sdn.Bhd., Suria RecordsPakaian: GUCCI - Koleksi Siti Nurhaliza, CHIRSTIAN LACROIX - dari Melium GroupPenyelaras Pakaian: YanaKasut: Stuart Weitzman &amp; Salvatore Ferragamo - Koleksi Siti NurhalizaSolekan: Nurul Shukor @ Nurul Shukor Touch &amp;amp; Razlan BahariKonsep Kulit Album: Nizam Rahmat @ AD.verseArtwork &amp; Rekabentuk: Raskuz @ AD.versePhoto Enhancement: Bowei LeeJurufoto: Bustaman @ White StudioPengurusan Artis: Siti Nurhaliza Productions (M) Sdn.Bhd.Email: snpsb@streamyx.comLaman web rasmi: Sitizone.com, Sitizonemobile.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TRANSKRIPSI : Lyrics &amp;amp; Song Credits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Biarlah Rahsia [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/biarlahrahsia.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Bisakah [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/bisakah.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Intrig Cinta [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/intrigcinta.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Hati Berbisik [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/hatiberbisik.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Destinasi Cinta [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/destinasicinta.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Pastikan [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/pastikan.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa Dendam Di Hati [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/tanpadendamdihati.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Cuba Untuk Mengerti [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/cubauntukmengerti.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Bila Harus Memilih [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/bilaharusmemilih.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Hidup Penuh Bicara [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/hiduppenuhbicara.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya Kita Serupa [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/rupanyakitaserupa.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Impiankan Nyata [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/impiankannyata.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Siti Situ Sana Sini [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitizone.com/main/album/transkripsi/sitisitusanasini.htm" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Siti Nurhaliza Productions (M) Sdn. Bhd. All rights reserved.No unauthorized duplication of materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114655453789820595?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114655453789820595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114655453789820595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114655453789820595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114655453789820595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/05/siti-nurhaliza-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114629529966354882</id><published>2006-04-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T15:21:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Biarlah Rahsia&lt;/span&gt;+(Let it be secret)+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siti Nurhaliza&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pernahkah Kau Bermimpi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;SeketikaBerada Di Tempatku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Membayangkan Pahit Manis Berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Entah Siapa Yang Tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mungkin Nanti Kau Jua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Merasakan Berdepan Dengan Kata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;MenyesakkanTakkan Tugumu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;KebalTiada Pertimbangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;Keheningan Malam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Membangunkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kepayahan Jiwa Meluahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Andai Kau Jujur Memahami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tiadaku Menjauhi&lt;br /&gt;Dan Kisahku Yang Masih Panjang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Menambahkan Berat Yang Memandang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lantas Ku Pendam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ku Putuskan Biarlah Rahsia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Bridge-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Semakin Aku Hidup Dalam Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tiada Kuasa Mampu Menghalangnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hentikan Kata Kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bertulangkan Dusta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*Ulang chorus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pernahkah Kau Bermimpi Seketika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Berada Di Tempatku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114629529966354882?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114629529966354882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114629529966354882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114629529966354882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114629529966354882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/04/biarlah-rahsialet-it-be-secretsiti.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114594994346225037</id><published>2006-04-25T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:25:43.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;+bewitched, bothered... and bewildered+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hello everyone. I'm in the school library's computer room and just taking a little time to update me blog. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, first of all, to all of my secondary school friends in EVG, good luck for your mid-years yar! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Especially to the Sec fours who will be sitting for their MT 'O' Level this coming end of May of I'm not wrong.&lt;/span&gt; This might even be a wish on behalf of the 'EVGian' YJCians and we're all supporting you okaex!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, I bet most of you is wondering why I've put the title of this entry as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Bewitched, Bothered... and Bewildered".&lt;/span&gt; Well, if you've heard the song, you might get the picture. I'm bewitched by someone, I'm even bothered by it but at the same time, I'm also bewildered in my feelings towards that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bewitched, why the hell am I bewitched?&lt;/span&gt; This person, or who I shall call in this entry as &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Anonymous"&lt;/span&gt; just to keep the identity of this person as a secret, I'm kinda of having feelings for this person. Somehow, I find Anonymous &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;attractive and appealing&lt;/span&gt;. How did I come across Anonymous? I would not even dream of telling y'all.  Find it out yourself. I'm bewitched by Anonymous' &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;aura and persona&lt;/span&gt;. It's overbearing so-to-speak kind of way. Anonymous is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;kind, polite, caring and even good-looking&lt;/span&gt;. But me being me, I don't look into looks, I think about the person's personality, and Anonymous is such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sacred person&lt;/span&gt;. That's why I like Anonymous. Hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;However...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm also bothered by it because I'm feeling threatened by the involvement of a third party.&lt;/span&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3rd party&lt;/span&gt; is somehow either trying to get to Anonymous or ... well, I don't know how to put it, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;challenging my patience&lt;/span&gt; I guess. I know that this sounds a little naive, but for once, can't you let me get Anonymous? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been living under a rock, and for once, just let Anonymous be mine!&lt;/span&gt; My god, now you see how possesive I can be.. well not possesive, just I don't know? Love-struck i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bewildered&lt;/span&gt;... hmm. In case some of you don't know, bewildered has the same meaning as confused, and that is what I'm feeling towards Anonymous. Somehow I'm a little confused about my feelings towards this person. I keep telling myself whether if I get this person, will it last long? I mean, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm not an experienced lover, and if I get Anonymous, I'm afraid that Anonymous would dump me for not being a good partner. Hahx, I know that this sounds lame and naive, but it's possible you know. ANd with an inexperienced love, I'm afraid that Anonymous would go running of to another person, or even worse, the 3rd party that I was talking about earlier. Well... I don't know. I guess that I'll just let fate decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, since I'm in the library's computer room doing up this entry, I feel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insecure&lt;/span&gt; as the person sitting at either sides of me might take a peep at this. Okla... good bye all! Take Care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Remember... Just BElieve In Yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114594994346225037?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114594994346225037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114594994346225037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114594994346225037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114594994346225037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/04/bewitched-bothered.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114579364910674786</id><published>2006-04-23T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:00:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;+my life so far+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there's a saying,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"one needs to let go of the past to make way for the future"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or at least something like that). I believe in this saying, i believe in letting go of my past to receive a new future. It's true what, how can one grow if he or she still clings on to their past? One needs change in their life, and me? Well... you can say that I've grown out of my cocoon... whatever that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most of you may know, I'm no longer in EVG, but now in YJC. Change is inevitable in this phase of my life. A young adult I am now, and that we are now able to handle our responsibilities well. However, i don't think I have... just yet. Somehow, something in me still longs for my past, life in secondary school, what sweet memories and bitter fights, praiseworthy people and bickering bitches, mature-ness and naivity... *sigh* those were the days. But I need to snap out of it. I'm no longer in EVG, then why am I still clinging on to there (well, at least my soul is)? YJc should be my new haven, my new 2nd home, my new buddy, or whatever it is. I need to let go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But some may say i am acting a little bit immature. What do you expect, i'm still 16! Of course i'm still immature. It'd be like a few more months till i turn 17. Might as well i be immature now, then start being mature when i turn 17. What am i saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, even though my 'soul' might still be clinging to EVG, I am now adapting comfortably to YJ. What with new subjects, new faces, and ahem, new crushes, i'm loving YJ now. It's like, the atmosphere is not what I have expected before I entered it. I've heard from people that in general, JC life would be stressful, and in YJ, even though you have free periods, you still need to do self-study and that you'd be punished for not doing so. I can't deny that self-study IS important in JC life, but punished for not doing as such, that's a little unfair ain't it? That made me hesitate to put YJ as my first choice (but i did it anyway). However, when I got admitted there, all that saying, how crappy or shitty it may be, they were wrong. In fact, YJ is fun! What with the flexi-combi thing and the warm people, I'm loving YJ by the third day since I joined it. YJ is the place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This whole "I love YJ" thing is kinda getting to my head even until my best friends claim that I have changed drastically since graduation day. Have i really changed that much? Maybe. I feel that I get to be ME now and that I'm less shy to bring myself out into this world. I'm more interactive with people and my god, just count the number of new friends I've met in YJ. Obviously, i'm more... how to put it... erm... charming now? Hahax... guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But one of my best friends said that I've grown to be more cocky, and irritating now. Oh god, is that a sign I should stop being me? I mean feeling what I've felt before, where i'm restricted from the right to BE myself? Maybe, just maybe, I'm not worthy to be myself and I should follow others and be in their shadows more often? To me, I HATE that feeling. I've made myself a promise to break out of the coccoon, and I'll do just that. Who cares whether people find me annoying, let it be. I'm just doing my part in this world in being myself. But i do need help in controlling though, i can't deny that. Everything has limits. And I wouldn't want to lose my friends because of this "let-me-be-me" thing. Help me yar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, all I have to say is, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGE is good, but In order for it to be good, you need to accept it POSITIVELY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's all that I have for today. See you soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114579364910674786?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114579364910674786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114579364910674786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114579364910674786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114579364910674786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-life-so-far-theres-saying-one-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114328760780505203</id><published>2006-03-25T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:53:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+is it for real???+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;somebody, give me a reality check!!! i know this sounds crazy... but i've received a personal message from someone i don't know and SHE wants to get to know me. She even left another personal message in her website and it was something of the unexpected. People who know me, if you want to know what she said, ask me. Oh my god! I can't believe it. A pretty woman who just moved into Singapore wants to get to know me! And the weird thing is, she said i'm mature, but i believe i'm not! Besides, I'm FAT!! Should I reply back to her? Oh my gosh! Get a grip KHAIRUL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+1st week of Lessons Proper+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;YJC has proven to be a great and conducive place to study in. It's different from EVGSS for a mile (Literarily- very different from EVGSS). The people there were great! And best of all, my CTG (Class) is by far, the most sporting class I've ever been in. The teachers were very professional and that's fine with me, infact, that's better for me. I'm glad that I'm in good care from my various Subject Tutors (ST for short).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;JC life is not what I expected thus far. To think that it would be boring because I originally thought that the students might be boring. However, it was the total opposite! YJC ROX! Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Two weeks ago was orientation week. Three days of Orientation and Four days of "Bridging" Lectures (Monday and Tuesday included). Then I had band practice on Monday and wednesday (tuesday also but i did not attend). Followed by EVG Band camp on Thursday and Friday. Then last Monday was the 1st day of Term 2. And that's where the fun, and not to mention, the weird happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The fun thing, like all people might say, making it a cliched statement, I made a lot of new frineds, especially those in my CTG. Zawana is my classmate and she's my BUDDY! Earlier, I said that my CTG is the most sporting class that I had so far. Why? Let me tell you... We have a variety of personalities: Three musically inclined people (which includes me), one guy who loves his FHM collection (when i say 'loves', i mean he brings it to school), one obnoxious yet funny guy, a very loud class representative, a lot of crazy girls, a few quiet girls and including a way beyond weird personality. Don't understand, nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The weird thing. I may think that others would think I'm bisexual when I'm around this funny and crazy guy. Why? He keeps asking me for dirty words and kept touching me! OH MY GOD DUDE! THERE'S LIKE PEOPLE AROUND US! He kept saying something about rape and how stupid of me, i told him to rape me (of course sarcastically lah!) just to tell him off. and guess what, he did reach out for my buttons and tried to unbutton my shirt in front of hundreds of people!!! luckyly i avoided. the thing is that, it's fun to be around him. but i do have limits man! fortunately, he's of a different class as mine, so that won't be a problem just as much... hahax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;anyway... that's all that i've got to say... and remember... to all those who is taking 'O' Levels this year or any other years to come... CONSIDER YISHUN JUNIOR COLLEGE AS YOUR 1ST CHOICE! Peace out y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114328760780505203?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114328760780505203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114328760780505203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114328760780505203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114328760780505203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-it-for-real-somebody-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114207895184399251</id><published>2006-03-11T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:09:11.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YJC ROX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hello everyone... check out my new blog. Although it's pink, it's ok... i wanted people to notice me. Anyway... just to announce to everybody, and also to add a post onto my new blog, I'm posted to Yishun JC for my pre-university education. My subject combinations are H1 GP, H1 PW, H1 Mathematics, H2 Economics, H2 English Literature, H2 Malay Language &amp;amp; Literature. I know most subjects are new to me, but i will try my best la. Btw, I'm thinking of having study groups amongsts my friends, those interested can contact me (ps. i can't publish my contact numbers on the blog due to some internet safety precautions), via e-mail, just like I said, "only those who know me, will know..." oklah... chaox everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114207895184399251?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114207895184399251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114207895184399251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114207895184399251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114207895184399251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/03/yjc-rox-hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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-23863121.post-114207855632194296</id><published>2006-03-11T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:02:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody... yes I'm only back for a while and it is only enough for a couple of things, including posting this entry. So i guess that there's much to talk about. Too many things, too little time...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as some of y'all know, my 'O' Levels are over a long time ago. Though this may be the case, I'm still feeling a little nervous. Firstly, I'm scared about my results. Secondly, I'm still jobless. And third,  It has been a long time since I hang out with my friends! You can say that I am growing anxious with nothing to do, too much free time and overall, no leisure activity that I can do. Well, i don't count watching movie marathons at home as a leisure activity, but at least there's something to do right.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently jobless (in some ways), but i do get paid for  singing in my dad's pop band and karaoke events. However, the pay couldn't last me two days! But it's my dad... I cant just retaliate right. Besides, my mom taught me to accept anything that is given to me, and I'm doing just that...&lt;br /&gt;talking about karaoke... we just had one last sunday, at Bikit Batok West and it was (how weird it is) amazing. i could actually sing songs that i couldn't at home! One of which is 'Dua Insan' (Two Souls) by Ezad and Eva and 'Gadis Melayu'(Malay Woman) by Jamal Abdillah... these were the songs I had problems with during practice and I tackled it during the real thing! WOW! looks like i'm gonna tarin more... besides, Singapore Idol is around the corner and I can't wait for the auditions this february.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the event, I went for 'Ikhlas' held at the Mediacorp studios and it was fun! I can't believe my idol waved at me. She's none other than the Queen of Malay Pop, SITI NURHALIZA!!! Honestly speaking, she looked quite dazzling-ly tall from where I was sitting. Unfortunately, I was at the top gallery- what do you expect, the cheapest ticket i could get my hands on. Anuar also went for the concert, and I feel like killing him. He got transfered to the lower gallery from the top gallery! But i can't blame him. He just got lucky. Actually, almost all of the seats nearer to the door got transferred down. So guess what, I also transferred myself nearer to it. However, my luck ran out and I was stuck there for the whole sixty minutes that was left. But it's ok. The thing is Siti waved at me, and I shall not forget it. and after the show, i met Khairil Yusoff of Anugerah. Though i was not interested for his autograph and pic, i did say that Azhar kirimkan salam kat dia. and he replied... I told azhar already about this... hey, what are friends for right...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after watching the show, i somehow promised myself that i will try hard and practice hard to prepare myself for the SI auditions so that i can at least make it into the dressing rooms of mediacorp studios and bring up my family name. All i need is a little motivation from my loved ones and people that i know and someday, i will succeed... man that's long! anyway, it's goodbye for now... wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23863121-114207855632194296?l=believer-exphose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/feeds/114207855632194296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23863121&amp;postID=114207855632194296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114207855632194296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23863121/posts/default/114207855632194296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believer-exphose.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03581886119811142030</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>
