<?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-8140769945786760598</id><updated>2011-12-30T01:28:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hidey hole of bird-rant</title><subtitle type='html'>Oh shit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-6680529333602536879</id><published>2011-12-30T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:28:21.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could count the amount of times I went to an all-new low, this surely is a record.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a rollercoaster ride. No wonder I didn't want to fall in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, it becomes so frequent I'm totally numb to every new discovery I made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good boy. Goood boy. Just 3 more months and my mind can be set free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last note. Why keep it so secretive? Everything would be much better if it wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6680529333602536879?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6680529333602536879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6680529333602536879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6680529333602536879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6680529333602536879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-i-could-count-amount-of-times-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-975383087512827619</id><published>2011-11-26T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:33:50.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm just thinking too much.  Maybe it's just me and my thoughts running wild...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still, I do know that it was ultimately me who started the dominos falling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time for me to pay the price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please fast forward to March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-975383087512827619?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/975383087512827619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=975383087512827619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/975383087512827619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/975383087512827619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2011/11/maybe-im-just-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-259134259124096587</id><published>2011-11-19T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:03:53.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy is indeed a real bitch. I gotta get my focus right first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-259134259124096587?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/259134259124096587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=259134259124096587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/259134259124096587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/259134259124096587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2011/11/jealousy-is-indeed-real-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4628786319788485188</id><published>2011-11-19T18:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:02:00.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash forward</title><content type='html'>Haven't been in here for a looong time. Hi guys!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much has happened since the last entry. I graduated from NYP, started working in CSC, enlisted in the army, got into SCS, and finally ended up in 23SA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's up in my life now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently training with my detachment for my upcoming evaluation in NZ, January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll be a really great finale to my ORD if my detachment can perform really well during then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's get it on quickly to January!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4628786319788485188?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4628786319788485188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4628786319788485188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4628786319788485188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4628786319788485188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2011/11/flash-forward.html' title='Flash forward'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5039821994850570728</id><published>2009-09-02T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:42:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Hunan!</title><content type='html'>I'll be going off to Hunan for a 8 days hiatus...so, till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5039821994850570728?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5039821994850570728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5039821994850570728' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5039821994850570728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5039821994850570728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2009/09/off-to-hunan.html' title='Off to Hunan!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5715171292415103128</id><published>2009-03-05T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:47:10.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My agenda this whole week was to train wholeheartedly for Singapore Biathlon, which is due this Saturday. But you know la, in the end only did a few days, and all halfheartedly...it's 2 more days and I'm really worried already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm extremely frustrated that 7th March have so many events happening! I had 7-8 invitations to activities, gatherings, and whatnots, but my sis's birthday would be taking priority over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my FYP allocation is finally known! I'll be doing Probiotic survival in yoghurt with Yu Ling . It's my first choice, as I wanted something that involved R&amp;amp;D as well as microbio. So it's really great that I'm pursuing a subject that I have interest in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this new sem starting in 3 days, I am really determined to make worth my skills and really apply it into this project. All the best to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5715171292415103128?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5715171292415103128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5715171292415103128' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5715171292415103128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5715171292415103128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-agenda-this-whole-week-was-to-train.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-4721017928368350256</id><published>2009-02-27T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:31:15.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's been going a little downhill for me recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was the utter disappointment I felt when my driving instructor, whom I respected alot, sms-ed me asking me to lend him $1000. He never seemed that sort of person, and it really shattered the good image I had of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that came next indefinitely left a scar in my man-pride as well as psychological self. IFF(International Fragrances and Flavors) was supposed to be my attachment place. I had to go for an interview just to let them know more about me. So, in order to go for the interview, I skipped two revision/hints classes, and even pushed my test paper earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about the interview? Truthfully, it was a waste of time. I went there to get scolded, not once, but twice, just because I was a guy. I wont be going into details here...but it really made me very angry with the company. The bombshell came the next day, when I found out, through friends, that IFF rejected me. It really made me moodless to complete my projects on hand. Thanks huh, IFF, for wasting my time and revision classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was given another attachment, this time I swapped with another friend, so that I could go AVA. But who knows, I got REJECTED again! Cause they wanted a girl there. The irony of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes me feel like I shouldn't be in this course at all. What with all the companies prefering girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4721017928368350256?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4721017928368350256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4721017928368350256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4721017928368350256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4721017928368350256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2009/02/lifes-been-going-little-downhill-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3255844652496388463</id><published>2009-01-22T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:38:05.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilante</title><content type='html'>It's been a rather intense week for me so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I had my driving test on Wednesday. It was so nerve-wrecking that I couldnt even sleep properly the day before! During the warmup, although I was nervous, I managed to do all the courses properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 15 minutes while waiting at the Tester Room was like eternity. Minutes passed by, seemingly like hours. Finally, as the testers one by one came out, to call out their testees and their respective test route, you can literally feel the air in the atmosphere thicken, and everyone's heartbeat increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping to get one tester, which I heard was very kind and lenient. Unfortunately, he didn't take me. When the next tester came out, I was fervently wishing that I was not assigned to him, as he had the worst reputation of being very impatient, grumpy, and not lenient.  However....it was me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got the worst test route, test route 4! So I was really nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, I passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, PDD exhibition was next, and our Fried Milk was a great success amongst everyone who came for the exhibition! At the end of the day...it marks the end of PDD, the module that really takes up alot of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's shuang xi ling men..eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just found out that I'm going to IFF for attachment! It has somewhat been my attachment place-of-choice, and I'm really happy that I'm posted to there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3255844652496388463?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3255844652496388463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3255844652496388463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3255844652496388463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3255844652496388463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2009/01/jubilante.html' title='Jubilante'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-218319774687266611</id><published>2008-12-22T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:26:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really lazy to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT's over, and I didn't put much effort into it. Guess that's why I couldnt do 2 papers and couldn't complete one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically my life is more about jogging and swimming, but then again, I can't do more than 2.4km jog and 10laps swim now. I don't really know what's wrong with me, but I need to get my mood back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday's was dinner at Chomp Chomp with PAL friends, followed by Ip Man at midnight. I daresay the show was super worth it, and probably the best show I've ever seen in 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-218319774687266611?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/218319774687266611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=218319774687266611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/218319774687266611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/218319774687266611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/12/been-really-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3456311200328572273</id><published>2008-12-05T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:30:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense of accomplishment</title><content type='html'>Today I went for the swim trial. I was really nervous as I failed all my timing when training up for this. And to top it up, I was really tired and shagged out in the morning with my arms being sore all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I went home to take a 4 hour power nap and woke up feeling really great. But, that feeling was lost completely the moment I reached the pool. I felt really disheartened when I saw how fast the people swimming freestyle was, and doubted that I could pass the trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shocking thing was when I discovered I did not bring my goggles! Thankfully, the lifeguard lent me one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we kicked off, I kind of drained my energy in the 1st lap, and felt like giving up already. However, I kept telling myself that I must clear this hurdle once and for all, and not waste my money...The feeling of chionging the last lap was really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of the pool and saw that I clocked 38:20, of which 40:00 would be a fail. And it's my personal best :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt really exhilarated and it comes to show that anytime you feel like giving up, let your mind control your body. With determination, anything is possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3456311200328572273?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3456311200328572273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3456311200328572273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3456311200328572273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3456311200328572273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/12/sense-of-accomplishment.html' title='Sense of accomplishment'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-721046426860647011</id><published>2008-11-30T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:46:10.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm out of time...</title><content type='html'>and all i got is 5 days, *fricki fricki* 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the 5 days. I have to&lt;br /&gt;- Train for my swim trial&lt;br /&gt;- Complete several reports which will be severely timeconsuming&lt;br /&gt;- Find my notes that are scattered around the house&lt;br /&gt;- Identify which notes I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;- Start copying down missing notes&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare for sensory evaluation which will be on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just too much! I really need to learn how to prioritise and manage my time wisely...before it's too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-721046426860647011?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/721046426860647011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=721046426860647011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/721046426860647011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/721046426860647011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-out-of-time.html' title='I&apos;m out of time...'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5497403351136352617</id><published>2008-11-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:03:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do...</title><content type='html'>Life sucks when you're trying to do your best for the semester, and even though you've TRIED to put your heart into it, the procrastinator within you gets the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time to quit all my text-based RPG. I really want to do well. But with 2 modules that I don't even understand at all, and two other modules being a total killer, it's really hard. Not to mention that I'm lost during lecture and do not know what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's two weeks more to common test. I'm feeling quite desperate already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to wake up your fucking idea, Betrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on the upside, I've created an e-logbook for Singapore Biathlon. It'll have my training and feelings on the trainings inside, and I've included my friends to post inside too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://trainingforbiathlon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://trainingforbiathlon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5497403351136352617?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5497403351136352617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5497403351136352617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5497403351136352617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5497403351136352617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to do...'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-200554573107661720</id><published>2008-11-23T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:04:50.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After much considerations, I realise that blogging helps me to get organised...so I'm back for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my first post would be a rather shocking one...&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer a virgin. I lost it to Phuture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I was saying about my clubbing virginity! It was a rather enjoyable experience, and a real eyeopener at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1222230&amp;amp;id=570322830" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v445/30/64/570322830/n570322830_1222262_1588.jpg" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after much contemplation, I've signed up for Singapore Biathlon! At 1.5km swim + 10km jog, it'll be my hardest challenge yet, and I'm not even halfway there! But now, with motivation and barely 4 months to go, I believe that I can achieve my aim. Right now, it's time to go swimming regularly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-200554573107661720?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/200554573107661720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=200554573107661720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/200554573107661720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/200554573107661720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-much-considerations-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3854485666124873099</id><published>2008-10-08T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:16:11.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging after a short hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that viewers might have missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My stitches were removed and my teeth have been healing really nicely.&lt;br /&gt;2. I CAN EAT FOOD NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Went for a food conference in school, and went to tiger brewery for free flow beer!&lt;br /&gt;4. Helped out at a charity event at the Singapore Flyer during Children Day.&lt;br /&gt;5. My uncle's wedding, which was totally different from all those conventional weddings that you can see around. Really modern, cool, and funky.&lt;br /&gt;6. Go out waste money.&lt;br /&gt;7. Procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to emphasize on point number 7, pictures will be up next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3854485666124873099?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3854485666124873099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3854485666124873099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3854485666124873099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3854485666124873099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-to-blogging-after-short-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-7417580082251217368</id><published>2008-09-18T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:50:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day has past since the op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my previous post, it looks like utter crap. Did some research and found out that after GA (General Anaestaetia), the body and mind will be impaired by it. No wonder I don't seem to make sense at all yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, truth be told, there wasnt any pain at all, even till now. The pain I mentioned previously was due to the numbness and the top palate of my mouth, which can move a little and feels like a bubble is stuck there. Not to mention that my teeth looks totally out of place now, more like a donkey, what with its receded gums too. And my gums is so damn itchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got cramps in my lower palate. Makes it hard to speak also :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the good side, I'm enjoying my time at my grandmother's place during the day. She makes very wonderful porridge and I get to eat my fill of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, waking up everytime just to see my mouth full of blood and my saliva bloody is a real turn off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7417580082251217368?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7417580082251217368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7417580082251217368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7417580082251217368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7417580082251217368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-has-past-since-op.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-369606143794547360</id><published>2008-09-17T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:43:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, I have a bloody mouth</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since the last time I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the PAL chalet where I had a surprise birthday party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbtfAXoI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kfEKgkhnzac/s1600-h/P1050057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbtfAXoI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kfEKgkhnzac/s320/P1050057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924939394571906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ended up having cake all over me of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSb74GJ-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/L6RZUHBPMk8/s1600-h/P1050064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSb74GJ-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/L6RZUHBPMk8/s320/P1050064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924943257905122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, on 8th Septembers, two boys decided to become Monks and go to Wuxi in Jiangsu Province, China. Hence, we sent them off as we'll never see them again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbCrjHMI/AAAAAAAAA18/QpJlBU48p0g/s1600-h/P1110807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbCrjHMI/AAAAAAAAA18/QpJlBU48p0g/s320/P1110807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924927904455874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last sat, it was my sister's graduation photoshoot! Had many professional shots..but have not scanned in. Here's a random shot taken with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbaP7AVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9gAWr9gNtZc/s1600-h/P1020603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbaP7AVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9gAWr9gNtZc/s320/P1020603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924934231032146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driving has been a real up-and-down experience for me. So far I have only two instructors. One is strict and fat and I get really tensed up with him when I'm driving, which leads to many mistakes. However, I learn more from him. The other is a slack and thin old instructor which I can relac and talkcocksingsong, but I don't learn anything from him! Everytime i get the slack one I wish for the strict one, only to wish to get the slack one back again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I lost my wisdom at 9am forever. What am I talking about? My wisdom teeth. I extracted all four of them and two insidegum tooth. It was really funny. When the anaestaesia guy was adding the anaestaesia, I was asking him : How long for it to take effect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"20 secs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I counted...slowly to 20. I felt the cold and hot numbing sensation on the left arm, and was counting 15 when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to be reeled back to the bed. Doesnt seem to hurt, but oh boy, now it hurts like what. They opened and sewn back my front gum, and the gum line seems to have receded, the teeth seems to shift more to the left and being out of place, and my goddamned gum just wont stop bleeding even till now. Not to mention my upper palate being totally numb and my teeth feeling on the verge of droppin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been trying to eat my mash potato for 2 hours, only that it's still 3/4 full. Gah. Haven't eaten nor drunk anything since 9pm yesterday zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-369606143794547360?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/369606143794547360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=369606143794547360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/369606143794547360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/369606143794547360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-has-happened-since-last-time-i.html' title='Hi, I have a bloody mouth'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SNDSbtfAXoI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kfEKgkhnzac/s72-c/P1050057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-7417854093223944963</id><published>2008-09-04T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:45:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BADDAY!</title><content type='html'>My bad day apparently came on a seriously wrong timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I had set 4 alarm clocks, but NONE of them woke me up at all! What a stupid pig I was. In the end, I woke up at 1.15pm, 12hrs 15 mins after I slept, to miss my driving! Fuck. To think I wanted to chiong driving and all. That's seriously throwing money down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not just that! My internet speed, which has been crawling all along, decides to crawl even slower now. And my computer seems on the verge of crashing. Oh, not to mention how suddenly my messy room seems even messier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, everything just seems to be messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate what bad days do to your mind -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7417854093223944963?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7417854093223944963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7417854093223944963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7417854093223944963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7417854093223944963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/09/badday.html' title='BADDAY!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1811624204424626281</id><published>2008-08-28T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:38:27.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUoDY0-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/bYjS9HYhRtU/s1600-h/P1020269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUoDY0-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/bYjS9HYhRtU/s320/P1020269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239594373655090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great early birthday dinner with my family earlier this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at Wild Rocket, in Hang Out hotel, which is located at Mount Emily. Due to the rave reviews about their food there, we decided to go try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCUuxicaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Buxt9Rgkc2s/s1600-h/P1020221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCUuxicaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Buxt9Rgkc2s/s320/P1020221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588877901132194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, first up were two appetitisers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seabass carpaccio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCWxFYybI/AAAAAAAAA0s/o-ZWraq-870/s1600-h/P1020237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCWxFYybI/AAAAAAAAA0s/o-ZWraq-870/s320/P1020237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588912880994738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roasted Pumpkin something with Wild Rocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCXoQA4xI/AAAAAAAAA00/3JMXYHF8vJQ/s1600-h/P1020236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCXoQA4xI/AAAAAAAAA00/3JMXYHF8vJQ/s320/P1020236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588927689515794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are our mains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grilled Rack of Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCY2NDAGI/AAAAAAAAA08/OCG493lPacs/s1600-h/P1020243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCY2NDAGI/AAAAAAAAA08/OCG493lPacs/s320/P1020243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588948615037026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mum's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiger Prawn Linguine Aglio Olio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCZVEkzjI/AAAAAAAAA1E/tpsfzJ6tGiI/s1600-h/P1020246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbCZVEkzjI/AAAAAAAAA1E/tpsfzJ6tGiI/s320/P1020246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239588956901002802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis's  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crabmeat Linguine with Chilli Tomato Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUNQnnFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/FXmKvIEfcTk/s1600-h/P1020251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUNQnnFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/FXmKvIEfcTk/s320/P1020251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239594366462827602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seared Ribeye with Eggplant Cavier&lt;/span&gt;! (done Medium-rare of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHTpkftcI/AAAAAAAAA1M/4jJFmIemBK8/s1600-h/P1020248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHTpkftcI/AAAAAAAAA1M/4jJFmIemBK8/s320/P1020248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239594356882519490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dark Lava Chocolate Gateau with Flambé Banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUglrpeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xg2B_LdjIBc/s1600-h/P1020314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUglrpeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xg2B_LdjIBc/s320/P1020314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239594371651446242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and because I didn't take a whole pic, here's one ripped from another blog.&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="button_bar"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chin/289035880/sizes/l/" id="photo_gne_button_zoom" class="photo_gne_button sprite-zoom_grey" onclick="this.blur(); return false;" style="width: 47px; 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&lt;img alt="The image “http://sparklette.net/archives/599/banana.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://sparklette.net/archives/599/banana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strawberry cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbR2Ivs3nI/AAAAAAAAA10/spjP7PkLP8k/s1600-h/P1020275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbR2Ivs3nI/AAAAAAAAA10/spjP7PkLP8k/s320/P1020275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239605944482848370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food aside, service was really great! The waiters were very polite, even wishing me happy birthday when I just came in! Also, the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dark Lava Chocolate Gateau with Flambé Banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was provided complementary. Overall, a really satisfying experience with good food and good service. One regret, however, was not being able to order their burger with sundried tomato relish, which is widely recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Will comment on food next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1811624204424626281?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1811624204424626281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1811624204424626281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1811624204424626281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1811624204424626281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-dinner.html' title='Birthday dinner'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLbHUoDY0-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/bYjS9HYhRtU/s72-c/P1020269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-6697605935264540143</id><published>2008-08-28T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:00:00.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of exams</title><content type='html'>It was the end of exams for me yesterday, and the end of studying for my classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I felt irritated how distracted and game-addicted I was during the exams, and how...bored I got after exams. The games feel boring. The movies seem boring. And Betrand is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I screwed up two papers and did pretty well for the other two. Tit for Tat eh? Karma. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go Sentosa with Cecilia to suntan today, but due to the trusty weather forecast, cancelled it and went to town instead. Took a look and tried some Oakley's, and then basically just walked around town aimlessly. After which, went back to school to meet up with classmates, and then to Yishun to eat zhi char and dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really made me touched was when they went to the pet shop on the pretext of looking at hamsters, and I made several comments on which were cute. Suddenly, it seemed that they wanted to buy a hamster for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I really felt like getting one again, it was really hard, as i promised my family that there wont be another hamster again...Along the way back, reminisctions of how my hamsters grew kept appearing in my mind. It's really hard to forget pets even after they've past on after all, as bonds are forged between the owner and the pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is really the greatest mum ever(I know everyone would say that about their mum) She really dotes on me, and she got for me the Oakley that I really wanted after so long! Though it cost a bomb, it was her birthday gift to me. Thanks Mum! It'll save me endless visits to oakley websites to cure my fetish for it lol. Also, with this, I have currently no more needs and wants! Hooray! Psst. Except for the Mont Blanc EDT Individuel =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWREB4h55I/AAAAAAAAA0c/KUsZ5N6EpQ4/s1600-h/DSC01892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWREB4h55I/AAAAAAAAA0c/KUsZ5N6EpQ4/s320/DSC01892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239253239926482834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6697605935264540143?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6697605935264540143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6697605935264540143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6697605935264540143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6697605935264540143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-exams.html' title='End of exams'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWREB4h55I/AAAAAAAAA0c/KUsZ5N6EpQ4/s72-c/DSC01892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-2551544810076317547</id><published>2008-08-28T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:31:12.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人山人海</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKcYGxEmI/AAAAAAAAAzc/4qWjrgfd0yA/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKcYGxEmI/AAAAAAAAAzc/4qWjrgfd0yA/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239245961627243106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;人山人海.&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up Singapore Bay Run. With over 2000 people in my competitive men's 10km open category, and much more in other categories, it was literally people mountain people sea.&lt;br /&gt;Safra Singapore Bay Run and Army Half Marathon 2008 occured last Sunday, at the Padang. Flag off point was Esplanade Bridge, which occured at 7.30am. More pics, less talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            For anyone who want to buy 4D, here's my number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmoLPd2I/AAAAAAAAA0U/J8V5mEifu4s/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmoLPd2I/AAAAAAAAA0U/J8V5mEifu4s/s320/DSC01875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247237251299170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Crossed this at just under an hour          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmWTa3CI/AAAAAAAAA0M/zbMc-4hDJ_g/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmWTa3CI/AAAAAAAAA0M/zbMc-4hDJ_g/s320/DSC01883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247232453762082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, due to the rain the night before, the entire padang was a swamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKcvq4w3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZjCQMbmQ9-A/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKcvq4w3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZjCQMbmQ9-A/s320/DSC01868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239245967952757618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;There was a free massage done by tiger balm..so we did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKdtRupZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/J9iXMBPEmts/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKdtRupZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/J9iXMBPEmts/s320/DSC01857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239245984490235282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only 1/3 of the supply of mineral water. and it has a four box width.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKdJ18VGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fJ7zN85-DXA/s1600-h/DSC01863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKdJ18VGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fJ7zN85-DXA/s320/DSC01863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239245974978450530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The great view of CBD from the padang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmEJvaTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ye3Rga0kfBY/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWLmEJvaTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ye3Rga0kfBY/s320/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247227581327666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, a very refreshing experience that have proved me once again, that if you strived to achieve something, it is possible to complete. Not so shabby for a guy who couldn't even run 4km a month before! Also, I had a great view of the Singapore Flyer in many different angles, and even closeup! It was funny to see many construction workers standing by the side to egg us on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2551544810076317547?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2551544810076317547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2551544810076317547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2551544810076317547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2551544810076317547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapore-bay-run-2008-occured-last.html' title='人山人海'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWKcYGxEmI/AAAAAAAAAzc/4qWjrgfd0yA/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-10888545501497418</id><published>2008-08-26T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:55:43.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverside..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWEp-qiRQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/A4DhRzuDDJs/s1600-h/P1110742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWEp-qiRQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/A4DhRzuDDJs/s320/P1110742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239239598246348034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWEqOiWggI/AAAAAAAAAzU/CROKhaAu1IM/s1600-h/P1110743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWEqOiWggI/AAAAAAAAAzU/CROKhaAu1IM/s320/P1110743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239239602506990082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, I went to Clarke Quay to meetup with my longtime JX2 gamefriends, and Stephanie, who came from Malaysia. We ate at this Indonesian restaurant at Riverside Point. Had a great time catching up with friends, talking cock by the river and just feeling like the old times. Chun Zhong brought along some ROYCE champagne chocolate to share! Overall, a great time by the river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-10888545501497418?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/10888545501497418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=10888545501497418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/10888545501497418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/10888545501497418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/riverside.html' title='Riverside..'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SLWEp-qiRQI/AAAAAAAAAzM/A4DhRzuDDJs/s72-c/P1110742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-2401058481127826344</id><published>2008-08-08T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:51:18.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bittersweet feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday marked the end of school for all my classmates. After two and a half years, it has really been a journey for the class. It really seems like a few months ago, we all didn't knew each other. Nevertheless, the last few months, especially weeks, have made me know much more about my classmates, and really get along. And now I can't help but feel kind of sad, that we're not going to see each other much anymore. Even more so that we cant graduate together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 Freshmen Orientation Camp - FS0601&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217294373655685986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zhUNoNJ26-8/SGeNlyZkK2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/XiNrKbHUCP0/s320/DSCF1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJ2bRyDtkiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WATp7D8c8aM/s1600-h/DSC01834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJ2bRyDtkiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WATp7D8c8aM/s320/DSC01834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232509071871808034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the bad lighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2401058481127826344?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2401058481127826344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2401058481127826344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2401058481127826344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2401058481127826344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/bittersweet-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_zhUNoNJ26-8/SGeNlyZkK2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/XiNrKbHUCP0/s72-c/DSCF1449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-953497706661775575</id><published>2008-08-04T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:50:55.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Madness. Insanity. Bollocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they tell us to create a website when we do not possess a single drop of knowledge about it? I've been staring at my dreamweaver and working around it for six goddamned hours and I still have no clue how the thing is supposed to work! And with my friends still helping me, I feel that they're explaining to a wall. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to present the website. Oh boy. Let's see if I can master it or gone crazy by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was again, another wasted day. Go to school for presentation, but time's up before our group's turn! So present on thurs again. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to happy news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long awaited Milk photos!&lt;br /&gt;Him and his dancers, Xiong(Bear) and Sha yu(Shark). Looks like right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20euETgI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6YKQGp80gEc/s1600-h/P1110678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20euETgI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6YKQGp80gEc/s320/P1110678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639398697324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20GFwFRI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Uyg70uJjx2s/s1600-h/P1110689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20GFwFRI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Uyg70uJjx2s/s320/P1110689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639392085775634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb3zxOB45I/AAAAAAAAAys/JgIbRqxsyk8/s1600-h/P1110706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb3zxOB45I/AAAAAAAAAys/JgIbRqxsyk8/s320/P1110706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230640485994980242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Guanwei's 20th birthday yesterday at Manhattan. Audrey sprung a surprise on him while we were eating. Though i'm not sure if it was a surprise any longer, eh shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate swensen's special ice cream cake. When I asked what flavor the cake was, jessica replied: "Special flavor lor". Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20iY6hHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SaW1CmM1Y6Q/s1600-h/P1110725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20iY6hHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SaW1CmM1Y6Q/s320/P1110725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639399682344050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20-nFlZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ANMIMWG7pgE/s1600-h/P1110731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20-nFlZI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ANMIMWG7pgE/s320/P1110731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639407257982354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb2069PtHI/AAAAAAAAAyk/hJzh-F9g5qw/s1600-h/P1110728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb2069PtHI/AAAAAAAAAyk/hJzh-F9g5qw/s320/P1110728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639406277178482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the Mummy, and i came out looking like a mummy too, with my bloodshot eyes being totally red. Then, it was off to Swissotel at Clarke quay, for a buffet dinner with my mother's friend and her husband, who graciously toured my sister and her friends around hongkong when they were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb6xLhzBNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/1LeoD6dY43s/s1600-h/P1020118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb6xLhzBNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/1LeoD6dY43s/s320/P1020118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230643740052489426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this more than makes up the lack of photos. Exams is coming and there would be a shortage of blogging once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my room's having a war again. It's a total warzone. It shall have to end by this week. Promise, promise, promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-953497706661775575?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/953497706661775575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=953497706661775575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/953497706661775575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/953497706661775575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/madness.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SJb20euETgI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6YKQGp80gEc/s72-c/P1110678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-1713621107968715489</id><published>2008-08-02T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:01:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Ha ha. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time in a long while since I've got nothing to do at all. No urgent reports, projects, going out, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just feeling really bored at home and I've been awake for two hours only. Today will be a loong day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Betrand, go pack your room. Or study. Or both. now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1713621107968715489?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1713621107968715489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1713621107968715489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1713621107968715489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1713621107968715489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4258041594598452483</id><published>2008-08-01T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:41:10.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoohooo!</title><content type='html'>Finally a chance to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days have gone by in a flash, and it really just shows how much closer exams really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbrun...was a satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One really memorable day was my second driving practice on tuesday. The instructor just made me drive round and round the circuit till I was really bored. And amazingly, I've cleared both the turning and the braking lessons. Why amazing? Cause the instructor has never taught me anything about braking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my comm skills interview today, and had a tricky question by the teacher. Why she always like to pick on me one?! But overall, felt that it was nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food chem presentation was a joke. Prepared for it just to get it cancelled due to thumbdrives getting infected by trojans. Ahh...maybe I should use this ruse to delay presentations next time eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the happiest thing about today is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my NAPFA gold for the first time in my life! Totally did not expect it, and I'm really pleased with myself. Guessed that signing up for Muay Thai did help train my staminar and strength, so I gotta thank that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, now with NAPFA over, it's time to snack incessently again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4258041594598452483?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4258041594598452483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4258041594598452483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4258041594598452483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4258041594598452483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoohooo.html' title='whoohooo!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-6874023367768060540</id><published>2008-07-22T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:46:09.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zor-om-biie</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm officially a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired both mentally and physically for days, and from the way things are going these two weeks, it won't get any better. So..let me recap for my own personal use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: School at 9, Pal meeting and herbs&amp;amp;spices meeting from 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: School at 10, postharvest meeting, napfa test&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Comm skill exam, food business meeting&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Climb run, photoshoot with family&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Busy day for busy people like all poly students&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Complete labelling report, help out in exhibition&lt;br /&gt;Tues: Driving, Postharvest presentation&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Free ATM. But won't be.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: FREE!&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Comm skills formal interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a packed killer two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day of driving. Seriously, why did I stubbornly want to take up manual? It's so hard! And the pressure on you when the car stalls, omg! And to think the instructor told me that I must have at least 3 lessons a week lol. Sorry sir, not with this timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk campus concert was yesterday, and it was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I would have described more, but I can't think of anything now except bed.  Sorry if there isnt any pictures for a long time! I will post them once I become un-zombified!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6874023367768060540?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6874023367768060540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6874023367768060540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6874023367768060540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6874023367768060540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/zor-om-biie.html' title='Zor-om-biie'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-7617273178973028561</id><published>2008-07-18T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:37:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thank God It's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in a looooong time that I'm really appreciating it. Boy, did I had a hectic week or WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my last session of Muay Thai, and I had some really personally training with the coach. Left me super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was the F1-Mercedes event, and I thought I had driving in the morning. So I woke up after having less than 3 hours sleep just to find out it was the following week -.-&lt;br /&gt;F1 turned out good, and it left me super drained, with no energy to recharge. Went for 2 jogs around school, with an additional climbing up and down the school stairs. Reached home dead beat but had to force myself to stay awake to finish my reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed had me rushing to the hospital after lessons to do a skin prick test for my nose allergy. Turns out I'm allergic to dustmites, great. But still, had to settle many stuffs upon reaching home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, was already zombie-like, what with me having an avg of 3-4 hours of sleep. Went for a 5km jog with friends at night, and rushed through report again after 1 hour of sleep, which actually make it much more agonizing to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up past my arranged time to meet jess at 9. Was really really too tired to get up, and thus, reached school at 10.40. Ran here and there doing stuff again, and stayed in school to try finish my project. Food chem revision was horrible. It felt like organic chem and E maths all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon the horrible lack in sentence structure in this post. My mind died yesterday and I couldn't revive it. So, please give zombified Betrand a chance and ignore the babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7617273178973028561?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7617273178973028561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7617273178973028561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7617273178973028561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7617273178973028561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-9129539402814401023</id><published>2008-07-17T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:03:51.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a sleep-deprived zombie. 1 hour of sleep just made it worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-9129539402814401023?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9129539402814401023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=9129539402814401023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9129539402814401023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9129539402814401023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-like-sleep-deprived-zombie.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-6054678289354315438</id><published>2008-07-11T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:36:46.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon?</title><content type='html'>Earlier on,Leslie asked me if I would want to run in the Sheares Bridge marathon. It's 21km. And I agreed. Kinda daunting right now...what with me running 4km and already dying from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we'll be training really hard to try to extend our maximum running clicks, hopefully I can make it in time to complete the event. Really hope I can complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Start:Print--&gt;&lt;!-- contents --&gt;More info about it!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.safra.sg/UserFiles/Flash/AHM.swf" scale="showall" play="true" loop="true" menu="true" wmode="Window" quality="1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="410" width="650"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The annual SAFRA Sheares Bridge Run &amp;amp; Army Half Marathon is back! Re-branded as the SAFRA Singapore Bay Run &amp;amp; Army Half Marathon, it will bring you past the iconic landmarks of the Marina Bay area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Join Singapore’s largest mass-running event, Singapore Bay Run, is THE run experience you will not want to miss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the very first time, experience the run through the Marina Barrage, not forgetting the iconic Sheares Bridge, all in 1 day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8140769945786760598-6054678289354315438?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6054678289354315438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6054678289354315438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6054678289354315438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6054678289354315438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/marathon.html' title='Marathon?'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1820001249526795244</id><published>2008-07-09T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:57:13.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commencement</title><content type='html'>After all these years, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlR2cpriI/AAAAAAAAAvw/hFtSWPxbtUo/s1600-h/P1010486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlR2cpriI/AAAAAAAAAvw/hFtSWPxbtUo/s200/P1010486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221049962865471010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlQa42z_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vHb8t3qy_xA/s1600-h/P1010800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlQa42z_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vHb8t3qy_xA/s200/P1010800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221049938287710194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a joyous occasion, what with me getting the...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. I bet you've all seen through it all. I'm in polytechnic and I can't possibly be graduating from NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. There goes the little daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went for my sister's commencement(graduation) ceremony today. Going through it really makes me wonder about what I intend to do about my life, and it really tempts me to go all the way. However, the mistakes I've done throughout my tertiary life may probably warrant me a no-entry to any university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlQwn8TiI/AAAAAAAAAvY/oNvdZpAMG8Y/s1600-h/P1010478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlQwn8TiI/AAAAAAAAAvY/oNvdZpAMG8Y/s200/P1010478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221049944122347042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photo with my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, my father's cousin's daughter was also graduating, and the funny thing is, my sis and her *sorta* knew each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlRXFao_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/VX3KlB1fsLY/s1600-h/P1010590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlRXFao_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/VX3KlB1fsLY/s200/P1010590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221049954446517234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to a restaurant near the zoo to eat, quite nice! And the orchids are really cheap and attractive too. Was really tempted to get a  small bowl which have several cute variety of plants in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlRnpmxcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/rl7fzVEgpKc/s1600-h/P1010835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHTlRnpmxcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/rl7fzVEgpKc/s200/P1010835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221049958893274562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really oughta do something with my life now. I don't want to disappoint my family, and I know that I should snap out of it already, but I just can't seem to have the willpower to do so...Just thinking of how good it would be if I could reverse time isnt enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1820001249526795244?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1820001249526795244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1820001249526795244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1820001249526795244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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WORDS LATER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-791995061567761775?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/791995061567761775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=791995061567761775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/791995061567761775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/791995061567761775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/pics-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SHOTLFKFCsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/OldG-ycwGrc/s72-c/P1110616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-1295780995931027495</id><published>2008-07-02T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:51:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for training again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 4 people only, and we really learnt alot today. Had three rounds of sparring too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other duo sparring was taking it really seriously, with one guy kicking and punching with full force. As such, the other guy got injured, partly due to him being quite a greenhorn. Our teacher, Joe, then stopped the sparring, and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, Me and him shall spar. Watch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he sparred with the other guy who used full force, and that guy kept avoiding. I think he knew what was coming. He even tried landing a few punches and kicks, but failed to do so. When time was declared to be 1 minute, Joe went, "Only 1 minute?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when we knew, thats it lah. Joe instantly faked a punch and kicked him right below the ribs, causing that guy to writh in pain on the floor for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lesson to us after we ended the session, "Never risk other people's safety, and never bully people when in the gym"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't dare tread on his toes, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1295780995931027495?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1295780995931027495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1295780995931027495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1295780995931027495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1295780995931027495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-for-training-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-9030106513567183953</id><published>2008-07-01T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:31:54.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lacklustre in posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was busy with many stuff, and had to study for tests too. Let me see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Malaysia on a Saturday to see fireflies, using a boat to go to the mangroves in the dark. Really lovely, and I even caught one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sick on Tuesday, and it turned pretty bad soon after, with my temperature as high as 39.5 degree. Everywhere ache, feeling really drained and had no appetite at all. Not to mention having diarreahoe the whole 4 days I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests...let's not talk about it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, even though I've recovered from my illness, it seems that I've become really really listless and I don't feel like moving about at all. It's like I've been sapped of most of my strength, and I really really just wanna bum around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Muay Thai is still something that I must go for, and it helps account for my exercise, which I think I will never do for a few weeks if I still feel so...sapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, wanna try this product?! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="companyProductItemRind"&gt;     &lt;div class="companyProductItem"&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.alibaba.com/product-free/100688374/F_Cup_Chocolate_Cookie/showimage.html" onclick="javascript:this.href=getUrlPer('http://www.alibaba.com/product-free/100688374/F_Cup_Chocolate_Cookie/showimage.html')"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/100688374/F_Cup_Chocolate_Cookie.jpg" id="bigImage" onload="setImgSizeWH(this.src, this, 308, 210);AE.run.aisnDetail.pageControl.setElementMiddle(210,this);" align="absmiddle" border="0" height="210" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="headlineBg"&gt;      &lt;h2 class="productDetailHeadLine"&gt;Features Specifications: F Cup Chocolate Cookie&lt;/h2&gt;      &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="755"&gt;                       &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="244"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type:&lt;/strong&gt;                   &lt;a href="http://www.alibaba.com/catalogs/218/Bread_Biscuit.html?CatId=218&amp;amp;history=351%3A4200" target="_blank"&gt;Biscuit&lt;/a&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;                        &lt;td width="244"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bust up and diet cookie:&lt;/strong&gt;                   Chocolate flavour               &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;                &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F Cup Chocolate Cookie (Bust up and diet cookie)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 boxes: SGD$173.40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Size: 14pcs per box (each F-cup Cookie is individually wrapped)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want to have a nice bust and an hourglass figure? That's F cup cookie! Yeah! You can have them, F cup cookie will progress bust up and diet at the same time.  Result can be seen after 2 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F Cup Chocolate Cookie may make your bust bigger and slim attractively. Top is going to swell and the under is going to be a well-knitted. You will become slender though you have nice bust. Your boyfriend will be proud of you. Ideal bust is F cup under 65. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot and popular F Cup Chocolate Cookie have been sold a hundred thousand in Japan. It's too tasty to stop and you can't stop growing. Don't miss it! It's so hard to be your body ideally... Now give it a try!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F Cup Chocolate Cookie contains Pueraria Mirifica is a leguminous, a generic kudzu vine plant which grow in North oh Thailand.Iso flavon derivative is called a plant Estrogen which is a kind of flavonoid and soybean embryo contains it. In that way, when you eat it your mammary gland's growing and the fat of your breasts is getting increasing. That's why it is hopeful. However, don't eat too much just because it is tasty! Too much eating can break a balance of estrogen. You can eat it by two pieces of cookies per a day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flour, chocolate, margarine, powder of preparation soy milk, skim milk, liquid tofu, shortening, starch, dry albumen, powder of beans embryo, Pueraria Mirifica, swelling agent, emulsifier, spice, sweetening, coloring, (annatto,caroten)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nutrition:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingredient per a cookie(13.5g)Calorific value 68.7 kcal, protein 1.8g, fat 3.9g, carbohydrate 6.5g, sodium 24.3mg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to use:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To get a nice body, just eat two cookies with plenty of water and bite slowly per a day. F cup cookie keeps your satisfaction for a long time because of absorption water from your body. If you are pregnant or nursing, you better not to try it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to preservation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't put down the cookies under the sun and don't keep them in the damp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-9030106513567183953?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9030106513567183953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=9030106513567183953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9030106513567183953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9030106513567183953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-for-lacklustre-in-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8053949751286799698</id><published>2008-06-20T22:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:37:48.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6jQnyXAI/AAAAAAAAArg/en2CEtCl9MQ/s1600-h/friendster+hamham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6jQnyXAI/AAAAAAAAArg/en2CEtCl9MQ/s200/friendster+hamham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213966108531514370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kt0zSZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8xN-MfNP_zM/s1600-h/P1000007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kt0zSZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8xN-MfNP_zM/s200/P1000007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213966133550598546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few days already, but the house just feels so...empty and weird without you. It's hard not to go back to the routine of checking up on you and playing with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamham, thanks for all the joy that you have brought to the family. From the first day I had you, you never bit me, and was very inquisitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you did not know how to run on the wheel, crack nuts, nor drink water. I was really afraid, as it was my first time raising a hamster. However, using means and ways, you managed to do all those, even loving to run on the wheel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you would always greet us whenever we come home, or when we were nearby, by climbing up the cage and look at us, with the look that says 'Come, play with me!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kHQnZbI/AAAAAAAAArw/RdwqxdbjkPw/s1600-h/P1040459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kHQnZbI/AAAAAAAAArw/RdwqxdbjkPw/s200/P1040459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213966123198277042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always an angel amongst humans, licking us and capturing our hearts with the pure simplicity of your actions. Needless to say, it was shocking when it turned out that you were quite the devil when other hamsters were nearby! You were dominant, not letting a 1 year old hamster bully you, a 1 month old hamster, and even making it scared of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we would accidentally leave the cage open, and you would run away. However, all it takes was a call of 'Hamham!' and some clapping, and you would emerge from your hiding place, and into our hands. You even have an attitude! If we didn't play with you for a day, you would ignore us the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kdvLqGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/7A2UG9mKmOY/s1600-h/P1060517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6kdvLqGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/7A2UG9mKmOY/s200/P1060517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213966129232062562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never would I forgot how you used to climb up my arms, and sit on my shoulders, when I was at the laptop playing games. I know it's your way to signify that you're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6jZK9dII/AAAAAAAAAro/3QNfO5VFVCs/s1600-h/P1080589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6jZK9dII/AAAAAAAAAro/3QNfO5VFVCs/s200/P1080589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213966110826525826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor would I forgot the day when I brought Jerry back, and I put him in your cage, and you freaked out and jumped out. But slowly, over time, you got used to him, and didn't bite him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the incident that made us realise how much we treasure you, was when you had the tumour growing out of your left ear. We didn't do anything about it, till you started to groom it, and later, bite it. Seeing the amount of blood and how weak you were, we decided to take you to the vet. You can't imagine the happiness we felt when we saw you out of the operating room, and you were like a little angel, sleeping. Even the nurses were smitten by you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/Rsm-5789j6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/hewaKHLkYy8/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/Rsm-5789j6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/hewaKHLkYy8/s320/DSC00446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100817955529002914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you got old, and got cataracts, you still went on strong, trying to greet us everytime we were nearby. It was only 2 months ago that you stopped running on the wheel, and a month ago that you stopped greeting us. It's okay, as you were already quite old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, I remember putting you close to me, and you were licking me all over. It pains my heart to see you suffer like that, with your legs like that, and your strength sapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, for the joy you have brought us. I am proud to be your owner, and you're simply one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu9Ihruo2I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/J4oxFw8lr5c/s1600-h/P1110548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu9Ihruo2I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/J4oxFw8lr5c/s200/P1110548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213968947789865826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFvAqaiYk-I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Esf8hkQ1E_4/s1600-h/P1110544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFvAqaiYk-I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Esf8hkQ1E_4/s200/P1110544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213972828522058722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8053949751286799698?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8053949751286799698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8053949751286799698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8053949751286799698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8053949751286799698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-few-days-already-but-house.html' title='A tribute'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFu6jQnyXAI/AAAAAAAAArg/en2CEtCl9MQ/s72-c/friendster+hamham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-7307153426375857661</id><published>2008-06-16T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:46:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFVHX_1jSII/AAAAAAAAArY/SRGMPkkLqus/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFVHX_1jSII/AAAAAAAAArY/SRGMPkkLqus/s200/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212150621349824642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inevitable finally happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of trying hard to really give her as much attention as she wants, hamham's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, she started limping, and we thought it was because of a leg injury. Then it grew worst, as her left leg looked like it cant function anymore, and she was dragging it all around. It affected her basic mobility, and she couldn't drink water herself anymore. We had to resort bringing the water bottle to her mouth every 2 hours to let her drink. Before I knew it, I was also shelling the seeds for her to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked up on her around 8pm, then when I went back at 10pm, she was inside the food bowl, unmoving. It was not so much of a shock to me, as I had already braced for this to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next is how to break the news to my sister, who's currently on vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7307153426375857661?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7307153426375857661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7307153426375857661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7307153426375857661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7307153426375857661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the memories'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SFVHX_1jSII/AAAAAAAAArY/SRGMPkkLqus/s72-c/DSC00179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-1584158108360880051</id><published>2008-06-14T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T14:31:50.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nada</title><content type='html'>Watching her deteriorate day after day is horrible. I don't want to lose another dear one so fast again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1584158108360880051?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1584158108360880051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1584158108360880051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1584158108360880051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1584158108360880051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/06/nada.html' title='nada'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1800908528379144347</id><published>2008-06-08T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:21:41.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent a day out with family. First to ABC Brickworks Hawker Centre (funny name right?!) for lunch, where i met the looooooooove of my life, bao-zai's leng yong pau! It's just so alluring, with it being so soft and fresh and nice! Then it was off to Mount Faber, where we walked the wave bridge, which is really unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clarke quay to watch two performances, one local abstract dance, the other a belgium 'clap-clap?' dance. Cause they keep clapping and stamping their feet! Went to buy sushi at the supermarket at Liang's court, where I met the 2nd love of my life (in one day!), the sushi there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half priced, sweet and fresh, it was soooooooo wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I'm thinking is Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi Leng yong Pau sushi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1800908528379144347?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1800908528379144347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1800908528379144347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1800908528379144347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1800908528379144347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/06/spent-day-out-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-2619787611939991461</id><published>2008-06-02T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:48:08.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Tangs' for late night shopping on Sat, and came across free fish therapy! It's the one where you get little doctor fishes in a tank, and you dip your hand/feet/body in, and they'll suck off your dead skin. So here's the pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SENtIyzygGI/AAAAAAAAArI/TbcAZ_EzKb0/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SENtIyzygGI/AAAAAAAAArI/TbcAZ_EzKb0/s200/DSC01717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207125592015798370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SENtJSzygHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pkc3xFYIeT4/s1600-h/DSC01718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SENtJSzygHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pkc3xFYIeT4/s200/DSC01718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207125600605732978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To steph: I will do the tag thing soon okay! It's not that I've forgotten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2619787611939991461?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2619787611939991461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2619787611939991461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2619787611939991461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2619787611939991461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-tangs-for-late-night-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SENtIyzygGI/AAAAAAAAArI/TbcAZ_EzKb0/s72-c/DSC01717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5020925045352926654</id><published>2008-05-28T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:06:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I...did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxyzygFI/AAAAAAAAArA/_bkCw0l-88s/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxyzygFI/AAAAAAAAArA/_bkCw0l-88s/s200/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440745065054290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess not many would know the intense amount of panicking and worrying I went through after 11pm yesterday night, when I found out that I'm actually in the COMPETITIVE segment of the biathlon! And me being unfit, and thinking of all the built guys that are mostly from sports CCAs that will be participating in the same category as me, slept a very fretful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lessons from 9-3, damn shagged already lah. And when I reached the place, I was really trepidated by how manly and hunky the guys all look! Saw the 1st batch of competitive people swim, and god, they swim like they got buffed by some invisible 'movement-speed' thing! Super fast lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was signalled to jump into the pool, I kind of forgot we were at the deep end, and daringly dropped into the pool. Needless to say, my heart almost stopped when I sank inside the pool, not prepared at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After counting down, I was off! Swam breaststroke and backstroke, then rushed out of the pool to dress up. Upon running awhile, my right calf horribly cramped by itself. I told my friend to go first, while I tried to fix my leg. However, being really inexperienced, I somehow made my right calf locked lah. Then my left calf also cramped. End up waste around 3 minutes sitting like an idiot there zz -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then besides the still cramped calves, my stomach and head were horribly cramped too =/&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I did made it to the finishing line! And I was in the Top 15 of my category, which was really shocking! So I'm really really pleased with myself now and my sense of motivation have been reignited within me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, now really tired. Am prepared to face horribly sore legs tomorrow. Here's some pics of stuff that I'm supposed to post last time, excluding the pitstop cafe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wwSzygBI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IMlykKl2WJ8/s1600-h/DSC01629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wwSzygBI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IMlykKl2WJ8/s200/DSC01629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440719295250450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxCzygCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mc8GiASBJI4/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxCzygCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mc8GiASBJI4/s200/DSC01642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440732180152354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxSzygDI/AAAAAAAAAqw/DPllCXNTDns/s1600-h/DSC01651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxSzygDI/AAAAAAAAAqw/DPllCXNTDns/s200/DSC01651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440736475119666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxizygEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/c-gn0QILwIw/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxizygEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/c-gn0QILwIw/s200/DSC01660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440740770086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediacorp, me and my sis at the studio (For the charity concert for the Sichuan victims), brownies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I know sometimes my words doesn't seem to make sense, or it seems incomplete. This is cause I'm lazy to reread through the entire thing again! So sorry if you can't catch any ball during somepart of the read. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5020925045352926654?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5020925045352926654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5020925045352926654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5020925045352926654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5020925045352926654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-guess-not-many-would-know-intense.html' title='I...did it!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SD1wxyzygFI/AAAAAAAAArA/_bkCw0l-88s/s72-c/DSC01701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5463388726167974708</id><published>2008-05-27T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:09:07.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to modern times!</title><content type='html'>Finally reformatted my computer, but not at some loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installing programmes again is a bitch, and frankly, being the procrastinator that I am, I don't really want to do it. It even made me skip muay thai, cause I was still reformatting when I was supposed to leave the house already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so suddenly, as all procrastinators know true to their heart, birds have stopped singing and the skies are suddenly grey. Why? That's cause...common test dreads have suddenly seem to loom large above our happy thoughts and wreck our seemingly tranquil life. And as all procrastinators go, there's still plenty of time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And biathlon tomorrow lah. Never even train nor exercise in the past 3 weeks. Lucky I'm going for the uncompetitive one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm a poor man for the whole of May ever since I paid for my Muay thai lesson. So please pity this poor hungry man, by letting him survive another day without starving from hunger. Please, save this poor, hungry, pitiful, (throw all sad words here) man by returning him money or sparing him some cash! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5463388726167974708?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5463388726167974708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5463388726167974708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5463388726167974708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5463388726167974708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-reformatted-my-computer-but-not.html' title='Back to modern times!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8454671645894084969</id><published>2008-05-24T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:45:14.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bane of procrastinating.</title><content type='html'>MY COMPUTER KENA VIRUS YESTERDAY AND IT CANT BE FIXED! NOW ALL I SEE ON MY DESKTOP IS NOTHING! GG-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so here's the bad part of procrastinating. When a random virus suddenly strikes (I wasn't even downloading anything), and disables your computer, you realise:&lt;br /&gt;a) You have no backup&lt;br /&gt;b) All your pictures are inside&lt;br /&gt;c) Your harddisk is with your friend and you cant transfer the files over while the computer hasnt crashed yet.&lt;br /&gt;d) So I'm back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Yay. I feel like I'm living a prehistoric life now, what with me using my sister's computer now. And there goes the chance to blog about the past interesting events in my life, without pictures...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8454671645894084969?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8454671645894084969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8454671645894084969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8454671645894084969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8454671645894084969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/bane-of-procrastinating.html' title='Bane of procrastinating.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-6419911273651787523</id><published>2008-05-21T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:34:14.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lacklustre in posting and blogging. I have been a really good procrastinator, and now I got tons of stuff I wanna blog about, but am lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6419911273651787523?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6419911273651787523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6419911273651787523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6419911273651787523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6419911273651787523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry-about-lacklustre-in-posting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4327009605297892228</id><published>2008-05-15T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:51:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, I am a disgrace to my ethnic roots. Being a Chinese, I am utterly sad to say that I suck at chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went school for Food Business. However, it was canceled. Instead, there was this filming going on, by Channel U, named Man VS Machine.(Chinese name dunno!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I missed 2 hrs of it..and kinda happy cause all the interviewing was over lah. Hung around to help 'bulk' up the size of the group. Got to the voting part, then....wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to be interviewed! I ferociously declined, saying I can't speak chinese for nuts. But oh well :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera was rolling, action! And when it came to my turn, I talked like some primary school kid and I even answered a question differently, as I did not understand what she was asking me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhh. Ang Mo Pai really Ang Mo Pai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4327009605297892228?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4327009605297892228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4327009605297892228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4327009605297892228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4327009605297892228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/once-again-i-am-disgrace-to-my-ethnic.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-7676608754865907176</id><published>2008-05-13T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:30:23.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waddafak!</title><content type='html'>It's unfortunate how people tend to take advantage of certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, the rising food cost. I mean, yes! The price of food is increasing! But by how much?!  It's sad that even my polytechnic isn't spared from this craze. Buying meals from the economic rice now cost 20 cents more, but it's okay. It was ridiculous today when I went to buy a cheese hotdog bun, worth $1.10. Usually it's a nice size, with a whole hotdog and a standard bun. But upon buying it, for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE DOLLAR AND TEN CENTS, &lt;/span&gt;I noticed that it was half a hot dog, and the bun seemed to have shrunk by half! Excuse me, I'm paying twice as much for something?! Another ridiculous thing is how mineral water price have seem to gone up too! Oh wow, we have a shortage of water now? This is insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, stop taking advantage of us poor polytechnic students can? We need to save our money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7676608754865907176?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7676608754865907176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7676608754865907176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7676608754865907176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7676608754865907176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/waddafak.html' title='Waddafak!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3688198180302761326</id><published>2008-05-13T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:36:07.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another session of MuayThai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was much better, the kicks and punches have a definite 'PIAK' sound when making contact with the pads! But still, the left part of the body is like some chao ahgua in action. No sound no sound no sound no strength! Learnt more combo moves, as well as the push-kick, which is really explosive and all. Kinda getting the hang of how to execute the moves alr uh. Best part still? The last 30 secs of non-stop speedpunching. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can only get my own personal gloves and handwrap 2 weeks later, can't wait for it to arrive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3688198180302761326?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3688198180302761326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3688198180302761326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3688198180302761326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3688198180302761326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-session-of-muaythai.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-443105702587575981</id><published>2008-05-11T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:30:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manualist plays leroy anderson - bugler's holiday - on his hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/_b5KvaO0sn4" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/_b5KvaO0sn4" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could make a handfart easily..but whoa, wait till you see this guy. He plays bugler's holiday using his hands alone! As a trumpeter, it is really really hard to play this piece, not to mention impossible using just hands! A must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I know what you call people who play music on their hands; a MANUALIST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-443105702587575981?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/443105702587575981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=443105702587575981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/443105702587575981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/443105702587575981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/manualist-plays-leroy-anderson-bugler.html' title='manualist plays leroy anderson - bugler&amp;#39;s holiday - on his hand'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8364753329702062886</id><published>2008-05-09T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:32:42.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a small small world</title><content type='html'>Made a very shocking discovery just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that my junior from band, in secondary school, is the younger brother of my friend in polytechnic! Took me so long; 3 years in fact, just to realise that. Really shocked and amazed me ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been taking this sem too lightly already...it's time to buck up before I start panicking and running around in circles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8364753329702062886?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8364753329702062886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8364753329702062886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8364753329702062886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8364753329702062886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-small-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s a small small world'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5706771041324312248</id><published>2008-05-07T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:53:47.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to eat Seoul Garden today with the class boys, then we went to watch Ironman! Pretty good CG and sound, really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much stoned now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to mention that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;draggie a.k.a Chun Zhong&lt;/span&gt; was the friend I brought along to MuayThai, and is my beloved sparring partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks lah, love you lots kay? xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's happily training away with his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;underline&gt;PUNCHING BAG&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at his house while I can only do my shadow boxing... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'm gonna go to your house and train too. I swear :E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5706771041324312248?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5706771041324312248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5706771041324312248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5706771041324312248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5706771041324312248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-to-eat-seoul-garden-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8342809271512128752</id><published>2008-05-06T09:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:06:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My my, I've been a good little emofuck these few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should go and buy a shirt from the little Mr. and Ms.  series. Little Mr. Emofuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's wonderful, what a lucid dream can do for you...guess I'm more or less out of being some emo fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Went for muaythai yesterday. Learning the basic punches, hooks, and kicks was great, but combining them... not so. I seem to have some motor problem with my body, as I find it hard to coordinate mixing the harder moves together! But yeah, the last 30 secs of speedpunching really helps in destressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm awake, and sore all over. Opening the blog to public again! Not gonna remove the previous post cause after all..it's my blog, and this is where I log my daily happenings. And also for me to laugh in the future, when I look through the posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If at any post you feel offended, pretend you have never read it, okay? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8342809271512128752?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8342809271512128752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8342809271512128752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8342809271512128752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8342809271512128752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-my-ive-been-good-little-emofuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3385872645521627435</id><published>2008-05-05T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:02:54.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure that out anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to make close friends also hard, have close friends also machiam don't have. Now want change, also hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a wrong turn somewhere in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I have many friends? So what...if I know many people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want that, I just want to have a few close friends, that I can readily confide in, have fun, and share the same interests as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3385872645521627435?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3385872645521627435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3385872645521627435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3385872645521627435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3385872645521627435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-life-i-cant-figure-that-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-6351320048875543511</id><published>2008-05-05T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:06:03.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring ring.</title><content type='html'>Week 4 of the new semester. It's time to wake up already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6351320048875543511?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6351320048875543511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6351320048875543511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6351320048875543511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6351320048875543511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/ring-ring.html' title='Ring ring.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3091913315705404160</id><published>2008-05-04T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:09:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to eat at Suki's to celebrate jy's birthday a week early today. The flu cut my appetite down some, but overall, still managed okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sorta camped in Suki, ordering and ordering...then i noticed, eh! how come the servings getting smaller and smaller?! Like they are trying to hint to us that we stayed too long or something =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, their softshell crab today sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3091913315705404160?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3091913315705404160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3091913315705404160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3091913315705404160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3091913315705404160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-to-eat-at-sukis-to-celebrate-jys.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5927014131843754029</id><published>2008-05-04T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:33:30.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality</title><content type='html'>Well, Xiuru told me of this quiz she had to take in JC, to learn about their own personality. Figuring it would help cut my boredom, and also curious, I googled it out and tested it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ENFP. which basically stands for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000a0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;It really is rather true, based on what the description says. Best of all, my sis is the same personality as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tested out on some friends, and I find it to be fairly accurate too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite lengthy...but&lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP.html"&gt; here's the readthrough. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop me a tag if you want to discover about your own personality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5927014131843754029?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5927014131843754029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5927014131843754029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5927014131843754029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5927014131843754029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-personality.html' title='My Personality'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5801474150539258827</id><published>2008-05-04T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:55:36.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pandemic Begins.</title><content type='html'>Well well, so it turns out like I'm Patient Zero! Been spreading my flu across Singapore, and now even the East side isn't spared. Mwhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, a flu outbreak will occur, all thanks to...Bird's flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I know, thick skinned right?! But it's true, I've spread my flu to more than 20 friends already. People, start avoiding me please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5801474150539258827?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5801474150539258827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5801474150539258827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5801474150539258827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5801474150539258827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/pandemic-begins.html' title='The Pandemic Begins.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8357914877548014478</id><published>2008-05-02T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:33:51.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fell sick again. Urgh. Somehow the combination of extremely humid weather and sports together with the loss of blood rojak-ed together to make me have flu again, just 2 weeks after I recovered from it. I swear, this has got to be the very same virus that sickened me 3 weeks ago, as I knew I had spread it to some classmates. Somehow, in an ironic twist, it may have mutated and bounced back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so what do you call Bird-rant's flu? Bird Flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay...I know, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to register for Muay Thai today! Jun Yuan was gracious enough to bring me to that place, despite it being out of the way for him. We settled down at this high-class coffeeshop, named 3 buddeez, and ordered dinner and talked shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBsf_LQtriI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-vn9aj74H5k/s1600-h/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBsf_LQtriI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-vn9aj74H5k/s200/DSC01601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195781765317111330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Burrito!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBsf_bQtrjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/W1GBOPSYSg4/s1600-h/P1110269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBsf_bQtrjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/W1GBOPSYSg4/s200/P1110269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195781769612078642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though delicious, my burrito could not fill me up! And I mistook the olive in the sour cream as blueberry lah! So we settled for some donuts after that. While waiting for a bus, jy pointed out to me that I was waiting for a non-existant one, as it only operates on Sunday. Goondu lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Anyone love the weather now? Makes you really wanna hit the aircon and fan button right!&lt;br /&gt;Funny part is, by doing so, it adds to global warming, which will furthur increase the temperature of the Earth =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8357914877548014478?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8357914877548014478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8357914877548014478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8357914877548014478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8357914877548014478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/05/fell-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBsf_LQtriI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-vn9aj74H5k/s72-c/DSC01601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-2116656025031782623</id><published>2008-04-28T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:41:59.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah</title><content type='html'>Thanks lah, huh. Always doing this to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pundek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2116656025031782623?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2116656025031782623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2116656025031782623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2116656025031782623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2116656025031782623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/hah.html' title='Hah'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1528975057623492219</id><published>2008-04-27T23:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:58:27.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random photos</title><content type='html'>Been browsing through some pics. Here's some memorable ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubin cycling with rajar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpt7QtrfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_XIZ-3YOixI/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpt7QtrfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_XIZ-3YOixI/s200/DSC01137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193962876732026354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpu7QtrgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/UtYGvAv_Zew/s1600-h/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpu7QtrgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/UtYGvAv_Zew/s200/DSC01149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193962893911895554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpvLQtrhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/CeKOTBEpFjw/s1600-h/DSC01120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpvLQtrhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/CeKOTBEpFjw/s200/DSC01120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193962898206862866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Rajaratnam Watch with our very own painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stuffypic/2389723564/" title="Raja!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2389723564_3bb5fcd258_m.jpg" alt="Raja!" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="Privacy"&gt;  During sea expedition, lunch break. Had our first taste of the mud that was to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="StreamView" id="sv_body_2389721668"&gt;       &lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stuffypic/2389721668/" title="Day 2 durning Sea Exp. after 1first mud"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2389721668_879f3fe2e7_m.jpg" alt="Day 2 durning Sea Exp. after 1first mud" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stuffypic/2388890317/" title="Day 2 durning Sea Exp. after 1first mud"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2178/2388890317_fc515815d9_m.jpg" alt="Day 2 durning Sea Exp. after 1first mud" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="Privacy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Privacy"&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="Privacy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Jump off the cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBShG7QtrbI/AAAAAAAAApY/f8IR1D5eaAc/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBShG7QtrbI/AAAAAAAAApY/f8IR1D5eaAc/s200/IMG_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193953410624105906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkelah peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBShILQtrdI/AAAAAAAAApo/oZxpYP--5po/s1600-h/P1010476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBShILQtrdI/AAAAAAAAApo/oZxpYP--5po/s200/P1010476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193953432098942418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger brewery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeIrQtrWI/AAAAAAAAAow/wxe5rR_OB8g/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeIrQtrWI/AAAAAAAAAow/wxe5rR_OB8g/s200/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193950142153993570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly forum 07 Performance team 1P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeI7QtrXI/AAAAAAAAAo4/1y1hYd09zIA/s1600-h/IMG_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeI7QtrXI/AAAAAAAAAo4/1y1hYd09zIA/s200/IMG_0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193950146448960882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang leehom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeJbQtrYI/AAAAAAAAApA/dDQpsU1h3lI/s1600-h/P1030198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeJbQtrYI/AAAAAAAAApA/dDQpsU1h3lI/s200/P1030198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193950155038895490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42km cycling marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeKbQtrZI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZF9OXWQrrhY/s1600-h/P1010763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeKbQtrZI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZF9OXWQrrhY/s200/P1010763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193950172218764690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming with PF performers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeKrQtraI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3S_FZvdx_40/s1600-h/IMG_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSeKrQtraI/AAAAAAAAApQ/3S_FZvdx_40/s200/IMG_0113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193950176513732002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes...TOILETMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDLQtrRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EA9m7dFmBnY/s1600-h/P1090603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDLQtrRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EA9m7dFmBnY/s200/P1090603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193947848641457426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their magnetic train..fastest speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDbQtrSI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/W1hxmxmAcxU/s1600-h/P1090756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDbQtrSI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/W1hxmxmAcxU/s200/P1090756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193947852936424738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDrQtrTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/G_S90BmtH1I/s1600-h/P1090164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScDrQtrTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/G_S90BmtH1I/s200/P1090164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193947857231392050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese cakes preparing for foreigners. Preparing for what?! Eat us? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScD7QtrUI/AAAAAAAAAog/D-NGsGBnfw8/s1600-h/P1090170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScD7QtrUI/AAAAAAAAAog/D-NGsGBnfw8/s200/P1090170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193947861526359362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 6 different kinds of happiness...all boiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScEbQtrVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ryO7ank-O5s/s1600-h/P1090172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBScEbQtrVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ryO7ank-O5s/s200/P1090172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193947870116293970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1528975057623492219?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1528975057623492219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1528975057623492219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1528975057623492219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1528975057623492219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-photos.html' title='Random photos'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SBSpt7QtrfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_XIZ-3YOixI/s72-c/DSC01137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5458837827859466028</id><published>2008-04-26T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:52:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with the world?</title><content type='html'>Look at what I've read off yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another protester, Mitsuru Ishikawa, said he feared China's rise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"China wants to conquer the world. I'm afraid that China will conquer Japan in the near future," Ishikawa said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk about some dumb unfound fear! Really glad I learnt social studies. Machiam some one-sided source based question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Article can be found here : &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080426/tts-china-unrest-tibet-rights-oly-2008-t-a73cdd6.html"&gt;Protestors jeer Olympic torch in Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5458837827859466028?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5458837827859466028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5458837827859466028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5458837827859466028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5458837827859466028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-wrong-with-world.html' title='What is wrong with the world?'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-9064794609005863315</id><published>2008-04-25T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:42:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Army</title><content type='html'>Supposed to meet up with JJ and Eli at 9am for blood donating. But then I was late..then Eli late. So postponed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that my lesson starts at 11. Which means I came to school way early zzz. Went to settle some stuff after that. Communication breakdown + sense of urgency left me rather irritated as I went to lecture today. Made me kind of withdrawn and snappy I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated blood for the 2nd time after that. Shiok trying to make Eli as scared as possible while waiting for his turn to donate! Hahaha sorry lah Eli, I want to make your first time memorable mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during donation, I got giddy and nauseous again. Maybe it's due to not eating lunch, or I'm simply not cut out for donating blood. But either way, this made me late for my practical by 30 mins cause the doctor wanted to ensure I was fine. But I had a great time at the snacks corner, eating bananas and crackers and drinking to my heart's content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, at home, my house suddenly got invaded by flying ants. Had to spray them down as there were too many! I guess it's ants mating season again lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just to remind myself again. Please go and tidy up the bedroom please. It's a warzone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-9064794609005863315?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/9064794609005863315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=9064794609005863315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9064794609005863315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/9064794609005863315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-army.html' title='Red Army'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3004802178384828142</id><published>2008-04-24T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:09:19.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSG MSG MSG.</title><content type='html'>After having a practical today on flavor enhancers,  I finally understand what it means to have cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank chicken broth with salt and MSG added. As I headed home, I popped by NTUC. Suddenly, my mind shouted out, " CHIPS!! CHECK OUT THE CHIPS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went there..then as I looked through the chips, i-can't-believe-it-but-i'm-actually-salivating-as-i-looked-at-each-and-everyone-of-them! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind, I just kept thinking of the umami taste, the taste that MSG contributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proves it all. I'm an MSG addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ok. Fine. I knew that all along k? What with me eating loads of salt/chips/fried food everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I can't last 4 days without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...just maybe. It's time to stop the cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I finish all my chips that I've just bought and those stored at home, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to the Expo to attend FHA08. It's a closed door event. Only trade partners and those involved could enter. Really nice, had loads of new products/companies trying to break through the market. This is the place where they get investors to distribute their products! So we went around sampling many gastronomic delights, ranging from gelato, to foie gras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sucky thing was, they tend to ignore us as we were students, as students = not investors = no money! Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part came when I wanted to try the beer, and it was required to give your business card in order to get a sample. So I passed the guys my NYP namecard lah, and we got the beer! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed myself there, and got super tired after that. Got back to school to see that Wu JiaHui concert was nicely done, and a great success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, Shaun(my friend who works at FHA), told me that to enter, you would need to pay $80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3004802178384828142?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3004802178384828142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3004802178384828142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3004802178384828142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3004802178384828142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/msg-msg-msg.html' title='MSG MSG MSG.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5029073380066206971</id><published>2008-04-21T23:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:29:07.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was not feeling in the best of moods lately. And have been neglecting my stuffs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result? A room thats super messy lah. And also the case of the missing OBS shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirt I bought for JunYuan has mysteriously disappeared though I left it in the house. Been racking my brains for days and searching inside out, but I still can't find it zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ClubCrawl 08 ended on a really good note. Here's the people that made it possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzbVxFZRI/AAAAAAAAAno/qydcX9BMGu0/s1600-h/P1110192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzbVxFZRI/AAAAAAAAAno/qydcX9BMGu0/s200/P1110192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721752732198162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my secondary school for band practice. But as I could not commit, I couldn't join :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at Shokudo's with my family on Sunday. It's like Marche, only that it serves Japanese food. The only pic I took was of this super nice Japanese Omelette! but it cost $4.80+ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAy0HFxFZUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fvtmI9257Eo/s1600-h/P1110197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAy0HFxFZUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fvtmI9257Eo/s200/P1110197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191722504351475010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I met up with Rajar, who was also at cityhall, and we went off for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzbFxFZQI/AAAAAAAAAng/68MoJaI5aaU/s1600-h/P1110243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzbFxFZQI/AAAAAAAAAng/68MoJaI5aaU/s200/P1110243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721748437230850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken by Yiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Rajar celebrated XuanRen's birthday at Mac's in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzb1xFZTI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Ykuh3-gcj7I/s1600-h/P1110258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzb1xFZTI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Ykuh3-gcj7I/s200/P1110258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721761322132786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Rajar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzblxFZSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QLOG2oFx9HQ/s1600-h/P1110264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzblxFZSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QLOG2oFx9HQ/s200/P1110264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721757027165474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5029073380066206971?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5029073380066206971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5029073380066206971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5029073380066206971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5029073380066206971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-not-feeling-in-best-of-moods-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/SAyzbVxFZRI/AAAAAAAAAno/qydcX9BMGu0/s72-c/P1110192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-722979697411987932</id><published>2008-04-18T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:38:19.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intricating</title><content type='html'>Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone like the wind eh? Too bad then, it's not my loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. Realise your own folly and stop going downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fed up with wasting my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-722979697411987932?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/722979697411987932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=722979697411987932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/722979697411987932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/722979697411987932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/intricating.html' title='Intricating'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-631641243166703250</id><published>2008-04-14T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:10:31.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caughtatwork.net/demotivations/view.php?itemid=36"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px;" alt="" src="http://www.caughtatwork.net/demotivations/images/regret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's funny how one can get so depressed after the first day of school. I had already braced myself for the timetable, but hell, I still have to drop one more? Just cause the timetable couldnt fit the past year's module! And to spend time trying to mix-n-match different classes and seeing how it end up, sometimes giving us hope. And just when we had hope...it failed us. Just after we finalised the timetable, hope came again, but now, we just have to pray real hard, that the lab techs would mind coming earlier for our practical!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still unbelievable that I have to go through so much trouble, and time, just cause of a failed module. Indeed, this is an unexpected chain reaction that happened in my life. If this timetable clashing happens again in sem 2, it'll...simply suck. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; want to spend my attachment IN-HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-631641243166703250?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/631641243166703250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=631641243166703250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/631641243166703250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/631641243166703250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-funny-how-one-can-get-so-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8409042086492270027</id><published>2008-04-12T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:07:57.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast.</title><content type='html'>This had been a super-packed week for me. Going out with friends, playing board games, buying tarot cards, and learning how to use them, and of course, tonning at a chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to ubin tomorrow to cycle! The last of the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I had a rather eventful holiday this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A day after exams ended, I went to Melbourne for my field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Trained for the Berkelah waterfall expedition in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Almost went for operation, only to back out at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Went for Berkelah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 days later, off to OBS Ubin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Go out with friends friends friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chalet with FS0703&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. In between all, going back for my CCA to prepare for clubcrawl and campus concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss all the stuff I did during this period. School's starting, and I'm going to yr 3! And this reminds me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not completed any resolutions that I planned to complete during the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been exercising, have not been trying to write a book at all. Damn, I'm really a procrastinator ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8409042086492270027?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8409042086492270027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8409042086492270027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8409042086492270027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8409042086492270027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/fast.html' title='Fast.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3870996431948672579</id><published>2008-04-09T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:45:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        In Loving Memory of&lt;br /&gt;                       JERRY&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13th March 07 - 7 Apr 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucq2QUmaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/LyMEyJbTHFg/s1600-h/P1000263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucq2QUmaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/LyMEyJbTHFg/s200/P1000263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911655779670434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the 1st day I chose you, out of your siblings. You were the one with enough spunk, the one that managed, successfully, to climb up my finger when i hung it like a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I brought you home, you were afraid, and hid in one corner. I brought you up, but you urinated on me. You were so active that even I could not control you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucsGQUmcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3DjtdcDNPpk/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucsGQUmcI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3DjtdcDNPpk/s200/DSC00687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911677254506946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, you grew larger and larger. I remember when you were just a month old, and you tried mating with hamham. I didn't knew that you could mate so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I brought you to the vet, you were diagnosed with fungal growth on skin, which explains why you are so smelly and losing hair on your underside. Despite you not liking the cream applied on you, eventually you were treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how you couldn't be trained at all, but then you stopped biting, and started relaxing. Then we found out you could do tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucr2QUmbI/AAAAAAAAAnI/EXnEPKopX8I/s1600-h/P1080737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucr2QUmbI/AAAAAAAAAnI/EXnEPKopX8I/s200/P1080737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911672959539634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godzilla walk just with a finger gesture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just the day before you left us, you were practically active and all, and you even licked me nonstop! Even on the nose! I had been training you all this while, but you suddenly displayed it! And even when I didn't want to play with you anymore, you still kept wanting more. You were the size of Hamham, and I thought it weird that you did not eat your food and drink for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest well, Jerry.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucsWQUmdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PHGL73AAxeY/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucsWQUmdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PHGL73AAxeY/s200/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911681549474258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3870996431948672579?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3870996431948672579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3870996431948672579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3870996431948672579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3870996431948672579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R_ucq2QUmaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/LyMEyJbTHFg/s72-c/P1000263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-6787616629390761793</id><published>2008-04-07T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:19:35.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrow</title><content type='html'>You know, the worst feeling you can get, is when you know you have not treated someone well enough, and he passes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about my hamster, Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon waking up around 1pm, I had a rather depressing mood, with a really bad premonition, and my mind was saying, 'Check out hamham!' Hamham's my older hamster, really old for her age now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran to the hamsters, and to my utter relief, hamham was just sleeping. Then I went to the next cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry was there, lying on his sides. I checked for his breathing, actually wanting to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, he was just lying there, stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked, I carried him in my hand, only to confirm that he won't be moving anymore. And he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;felt warm! His expression is one that I would never forget. It looks like he was trying to fight for his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't feel anything was wrong with him. Except, perhaps, how he was starting to slim down alot. And not eating his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when everything was getting nice, him being not as smelly, able to lick me, performing some tricks, he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny though, how, when one tends to ignore something, sorrow and regrets come onto him more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got Jerry, he was a small brat, who kept running round and round, not wanting to let me touch him, pissing on me, and biting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months of trying to tame him, I kind of gave up of him, focusing my attention on Hamham. Even till recently, that was all I did. Even when, he changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, he was really really active, not wanting to stop playing with me. Even after I put him down, he kept running up the cage, asking to be played with more. I should have, but I was just too tired. It was my last time with him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought that a pet's death would have such an impact on me. I couldn't stop weeping as I laid his final resting place in a shoebox, and placing the frail little thing right in the middle there. And to think, he died so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really wrenches my heart apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6787616629390761793?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6787616629390761793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6787616629390761793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6787616629390761793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6787616629390761793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorrow.html' title='Sorrow'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8575639389890610037</id><published>2008-04-06T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:41:40.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with some Berkelah peeps yday, had fun scaring them with some ghost stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I went out with my uncle and his family for some seafood eating at SAF yacht club :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess this will be quite an emo post for me, as I really feel I'm at a crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do...when you feel that you're helpless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you can't do anything about friends, especially close ones, those you wish to help, but can't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best to be nice, just to be overlooked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do your best, and nothing seems to be happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know you're upholding something that deep in your heart, is not worth your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed. I've changed from the nerdy, quiet, unsporty me in secondary school and opened up in poly. But still, I'm still at a loss as to where I'm leading this life to. How do I choose my friends correctly? What is my goal in life? What kind of person do I want to be? There's so many things I want to scream and shout at the world, but I know that I have to find the answers myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8575639389890610037?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8575639389890610037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8575639389890610037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8575639389890610037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8575639389890610037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-with-some-berkelah-peeps-yday.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-6960451366255685971</id><published>2008-04-05T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:19:47.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from OBS!</title><content type='html'>OBS has been a very fun and enriching experience indeed. Here's a short brief of what I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;Jumped off the ferry with lifevest and had to swim to shore&lt;br /&gt;Assigned to Rajaratnam Watch&lt;br /&gt;Trust fall&lt;br /&gt;Learnt belaying&lt;br /&gt;Did high element with damon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Sea Expedition. Kayaked with Yiting and Lebin. Walked through mud, got lost, obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;Set up tents, cooked, powder bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;Trekking, simulated cave systems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4.&lt;br /&gt;Performance, superb smoking through by samuel there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention many in-between sessions with our great instructor, chew yien, to learn more about leadership and bonding games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought many valuable lessons back, which, I am determined, not to lose them, but to apply them, as well as to spread them to my club members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens in Ubin, stays in Ubin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajaratnam Watch 08 rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6960451366255685971?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6960451366255685971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6960451366255685971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6960451366255685971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6960451366255685971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-from-obs.html' title='Back from OBS!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3456579772917868053</id><published>2008-03-29T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:19:33.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berkelah Waterfall Expedition</title><content type='html'>Berkelah expedition was a blast! Thoroughly enjoyed myself throughout the whole trip, from pitching the tents, sitting under the stars, wading in the river, jumping off a cliff, cooking our meals, and friends! This is one expedition that could be truly enjoyed with people that are fun and willing to try anything. And I'm blessed with such people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my great team, the BAICHE! (pronounced BAI - CHI) Formed by using the initials of our names together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f9WQUmWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/A4-Z3hM-mR4/s1600-h/DSCN6119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f9WQUmWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/A4-Z3hM-mR4/s200/DSCN6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183185728700717410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off-the-cliff jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f92QUmXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7vi7T-mEpGI/s1600-h/DSCN6120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f92QUmXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7vi7T-mEpGI/s200/DSCN6120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183185737290652018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitcher plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f-WQUmYI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TPiqY_eyBsA/s1600-h/DSCN6123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f-WQUmYI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TPiqY_eyBsA/s200/DSCN6123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183185745880586626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...the waterfall pictures! Didn't take all as I didn't bring my camera for most of the trip and lazy to take out too. These are some I could manage to take. Nevertheless, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5g2mQUmZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1HEJu0KZkMc/s1600-h/DSCN6065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5g2mQUmZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1HEJu0KZkMc/s200/DSCN6065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183186712248228242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fImQUmRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/piinSNinzMw/s1600-h/DSCN6095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fImQUmRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/piinSNinzMw/s200/DSCN6095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183184822462617874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fJGQUmSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/j-MKQUtz1Xk/s1600-h/DSCN6101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fJGQUmSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/j-MKQUtz1Xk/s200/DSCN6101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183184831052552482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fJWQUmTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/I63JIap8mWQ/s1600-h/DSCN6104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fJWQUmTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/I63JIap8mWQ/s200/DSCN6104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183184835347519794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fKGQUmUI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/AthW9qXDo08/s1600-h/DSCN6108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fKGQUmUI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/AthW9qXDo08/s200/DSCN6108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183184848232421698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fK2QUmVI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KlNTeVDt3VQ/s1600-h/DSCN6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5fK2QUmVI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KlNTeVDt3VQ/s200/DSCN6116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183184861117323602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3456579772917868053?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3456579772917868053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3456579772917868053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3456579772917868053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3456579772917868053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/berkelah-waterfall-expedition.html' title='Berkelah Waterfall Expedition'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-5f9WQUmWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/A4-Z3hM-mR4/s72-c/DSCN6119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5629281997862243097</id><published>2008-03-26T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:44:42.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta la vista, peeps!</title><content type='html'>Just finished packing for my expedition! And amazingly I can squash everything in. But then, need to bring the school stuff tomorrow! Urgh, can't think of the possibility of repacking everything all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...Whoohoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the OBS Ubin! Although it's on the 31st, one day after I come back from SG, I want to try it! 5D4N adventure at ubin, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to polyclinic to do my medical checkup. Had alot of blunders along the way. Firstly, the pre-reg asked me, what are you here for? I said, Doctor. Then I waited for goddamned 3 hours, to finally see the doc. First thing I said was,  "Hi, I'm here for a medical checkup for OBS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, you didn't tell the pre-reg that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like duh! I told them I was seeing the doc! For...a medical checkup? Just that they didn't ask me for what I'm seeing lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he referred me to a nurse room, which said that I need to do blood test yada yada, and the blood test lab closed alr blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, she said, Oh, no need! New rules say no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, while testing my vision, she exclaimed: " Hey you never let your parents sign!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was referring to the portion of the OBS paper that let the parents allow their child to go for OBS. Then I didn't know, so I said why don't I call my parents and let them allow you to examine me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cannot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth! Then I argue and argue, but after awhile I knew it was meaningless. Singapore ma, need follow law by law one. Everything must have paper trail. Phui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I made the nurse book a super special appointment for me tomorrow...at 8am! Super early can? And I need to go to school at 12.30pm for the expedition already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of time and breath. And sleep. And whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I've finally completed Patapon at the polyclinic! I shall no longer get tormented by their chantings while trying to sleep at night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya peeps, will be posting up pictures when I get back, when I'm not tired, when I'm free, when I feel like it, when i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FEEL LIKE PROCRASTINATING =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5629281997862243097?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5629281997862243097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5629281997862243097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5629281997862243097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5629281997862243097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/hasta-la-vista-peeps.html' title='Hasta la vista, peeps!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-7856183640383811093</id><published>2008-03-23T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:14:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PataPataPataPon</title><content type='html'>Sorry, Patapon craze has hit me and I'm still caught up in it. So, let the pics do the talking about what I've been up to these few days...and.. I shall be doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pata Pata Pata Pon&lt;br /&gt;Pon Pon Pata Pon&lt;br /&gt;Chaka Chaka Pata Pon&lt;br /&gt;Pon Pata Pon Pata&lt;br /&gt;Pon Pon Pata Pata&lt;br /&gt;Don DoDon DoDon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aBVWQUmPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/DtbMmAkBV94/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aBVWQUmPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/DtbMmAkBV94/s200/DSC01532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180970625087609074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aBVmQUmQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/USI6-2ZHX6M/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aBVmQUmQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/USI6-2ZHX6M/s200/DSC01504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180970629382576386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aAyWQUmNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Z9uyGgeaVFs/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aAyWQUmNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Z9uyGgeaVFs/s200/DSC01517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180970023792187602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aAzGQUmOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9ib2i0XTJ9w/s1600-h/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aAzGQUmOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9ib2i0XTJ9w/s200/DSC01527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180970036677089506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="StreamView" id="sv_body_2347099883"&gt;       &lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24442779@N04/2347099883/" title="P1010974"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2344/2347099883_fc7c64424b_m.jpg" alt="P1010974" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24442779@N04/2347099345/" title="P1010975"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/2347099345_64534a8503_m.jpg" alt="P1010975" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24442779@N04/2347090209/" title="P1010991"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/2347090209_41f6cb9232_m.jpg" alt="P1010991" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;        &lt;span class="photo_container pc_m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24442779@N04/2347916650/" title="P1010996"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3063/2347916650_6d1457dbd8_m.jpg" alt="P1010996" class="pc_img" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Photo" style="position: relative;"&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7856183640383811093?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7856183640383811093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7856183640383811093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7856183640383811093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7856183640383811093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/patapatapatapon.html' title='PataPataPataPon'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R-aBVWQUmPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/DtbMmAkBV94/s72-c/DSC01532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-8439080049779301702</id><published>2008-03-21T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:44:35.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe</title><content type='html'>I have these few irritatingly itchy rashes that appeared on my body 2 days ago. And it's increasing. Now, with headache and nausea and symptoms typical to a flu, I fear that I may fall ill with chickenpox :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I got it before, there are cases where you can get it again! Please please please nooooo chicken pox during this busy month! Let's hope it's some allergy I picked up somewhereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8439080049779301702?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8439080049779301702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8439080049779301702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8439080049779301702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8439080049779301702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/woe.html' title='Woe'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3806822389566696047</id><published>2008-03-21T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:41:43.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Noooo I seemed to have lost my ghost pictures taken from Old Changi Hospital! The two photos with ghaustly stuff are gone! I have completely no idea where they went :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more scaring of people with them already :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And genius procrastinator here will update about leslie's farewell party and my melbourne trip and my shanghai trip....in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i'll update when I feel like it =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3806822389566696047?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3806822389566696047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3806822389566696047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3806822389566696047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3806822389566696047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/noooo-i-seemed-to-have-lost-my-ghost.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1229494224400717906</id><published>2008-03-17T23:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:07:31.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sloth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R96QQOyut9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/y4PuPW4mbx8/s1600-h/thumb-despairposterprocrast_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R96QQOyut9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/y4PuPW4mbx8/s200/thumb-despairposterprocrast_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178735230045829074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! Call me a procrastinator. I've not yet even started on any of the targets I promised I would do during the break! I want to write my book, but my mind is saying, 'Hey, there's always tomorrow to do it, why not do some other meaningless things in the meantime?' I want to train up, but my mind is saying, 'You're tired, just go do some meaningless things and wait for tomorrow to be refreshed'. I want to read my book, but my mind is saying, 'Why read? Just go switch the computer on and stare at it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BETRAA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R96QPOyut8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/HXzuuFuQ4IM/s1600-h/toon_procrastinator.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R96QPOyut8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/HXzuuFuQ4IM/s200/toon_procrastinator.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178735212865959874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! I just realised I am a genius procrastinator! From wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;The "genius" procrastinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Genius procrastinator" is a type of "relaxed" procrastinator. Unlike the typical "relaxed type" procrastinator, who usually does not care about what they are delaying, geniuses do care but do not need to put a great deal of effort into that area to do well, and therefore can wait until the last minute, put in minimal effort, and still produce a good result. "Genius" procrastinators often work well under pressure; oftentimes, when they do not have a deadline set for a project, their work lags. Other "genius" procrastinators are just lazy with their time in general, and when they're procrastinating in a subject that they are not as skilled at, they usually fall under the "tense-afraid" type (see below). A common example of the "genius" procrastinator is the precocious student who is working in a class where the expectations are set far below their ability level in that subject. For example, a gifted writer in a standard elementary or middle school English class often waits until the last minute to write their papers because they know that they will get an A even by putting in the lowest amount of effort possible, and that to expend any more effort that that on such an assignment would be wasteful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come on, agree with me people! Hahahaahhaa!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh oh oh, and...today is the 1st time in MONTHS that I've had a proper swim with the sun smiling at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1229494224400717906?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1229494224400717906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1229494224400717906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1229494224400717906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1229494224400717906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/sloth.html' title='Sloth'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R96QQOyut9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/y4PuPW4mbx8/s72-c/thumb-despairposterprocrast_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-3692480637686028429</id><published>2008-03-16T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:29:47.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Pretty much been training over the past few days for the waterfall expedition on the 26th. What we're doing is basically jogging and climbing stairs, as the expedition consist mainly of trekking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there still is something wrong with me! Always sleeping more than 12 hours, and feeling tired at 10pm everyday! This is seriously weirddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and someone please get me to start on my story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3692480637686028429?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3692480637686028429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3692480637686028429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3692480637686028429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3692480637686028429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-7953225912881688474</id><published>2008-03-13T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:34:20.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!!</title><content type='html'>Great...Today I was already prepared for the operation, having fasted and all. Just after the briefing and such, the nurse asked if i had a cough. I said yeah, but that's cause I was at Melbourne days ago. Then i dunno what happened. But suddenly I can't go for the op!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that they say that I am showing the symptoms of a cold, and that if they push tubes down my throat, theres a possibility of the germs entering my lungs, becoming pneumonia. And when I explained and explained that it's due to my sinus, they said it's up to me. But my dad said noooooooooooooooooo i had to go treat it first then go for local anesthesia. And then suddenly, the scheduled operation is on september!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a whirlwind of events. But good thing is, finally I'll get the chance to treat my sinus, as I'm getting referred to the specialist at TTSH. And yeah, at the polyclinic, I realised I was still wearing this on LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9jmLuyutxI/AAAAAAAAAho/KJz6lXE8kxs/s1600-h/DSC01495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9jmLuyutxI/AAAAAAAAAho/KJz6lXE8kxs/s200/DSC01495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177140860876142354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They clipped this on me as I was just about to operate. So close eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7953225912881688474?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7953225912881688474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7953225912881688474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7953225912881688474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7953225912881688474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/argh.html' title='Argh!!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9jmLuyutxI/AAAAAAAAAho/KJz6lXE8kxs/s72-c/DSC01495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-8751515896262992407</id><published>2008-03-12T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:48:16.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangs</title><content type='html'>Today my family celebrated my sister's belated birthday at this steamboat restaurant. Pics up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going for my day op to extract my 4 wisdom teeth and 2 extra teeth. I wasn't scared of it at all till my family started mentioning abt the aftereffects and such. Now shit, I'm scared of the aftereffects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more potato chips T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fried food T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more solid food T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yida will laugh at me T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gum swollen T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain at the head T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo I can't enjoy my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm supposed to fast now T_T No supper for me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Time to sleep an uneasy sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8751515896262992407?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8751515896262992407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8751515896262992407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8751515896262992407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8751515896262992407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/pangs.html' title='Pangs'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1060874767292469194</id><published>2008-03-11T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:42:53.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday my sis told me my seamonkeys were dead :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fed a scoop of food to them, and i dunno what happened, but it looked like that little scoop started growing, and it clouded the whole tank and killed the seamonkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, no more seamonkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to HPB for my bloodtest today, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm suffering from jetlag! I woke at 2pm and I've felt sleepy since 8am! Way past my limit now and am gonna go catch a few winks now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1060874767292469194?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1060874767292469194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1060874767292469194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1060874767292469194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1060874767292469194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday-my-sis-told-me-my-seamonkeys.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-1630372281917577892</id><published>2008-03-10T19:34:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:40:37.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><content type='html'>UPDATE LATER LAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R99--OyuuNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-am_ciENSiI/s1600-h/P1110029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R99--OyuuNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-am_ciENSiI/s200/P1110029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178997704087222482" 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R997xeyuuBI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ig3MybKOOG4/s200/P1100836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178994186509006866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R997xuyuuCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2IPt6VDyRU0/s1600-h/DSCN0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R997xuyuuCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2IPt6VDyRU0/s200/DSCN0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178994190803974178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WJuyut3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/-4Xo1XhDDYM/s1600-h/P1100761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WJuyut3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/-4Xo1XhDDYM/s200/P1100761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178319502981379954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKeyut4I/AAAAAAAAAig/YR9t96qjiTc/s1600-h/P1100772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKeyut4I/AAAAAAAAAig/YR9t96qjiTc/s200/P1100772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178319515866281858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKeyut5I/AAAAAAAAAio/0_l7trwWvlk/s1600-h/P1100779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKeyut5I/AAAAAAAAAio/0_l7trwWvlk/s200/P1100779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178319515866281874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKuyut6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/QGxlP0koOSY/s1600-h/P1100813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WKuyut6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/QGxlP0koOSY/s200/P1100813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178319520161249186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WK-yut7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/vC3rbwWWXTw/s1600-h/P1100812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90WK-yut7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/vC3rbwWWXTw/s200/P1100812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178319524456216498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U--yutyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Z3v7LKMFhXM/s1600-h/P1100723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U--yutyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Z3v7LKMFhXM/s200/P1100723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178318218786158370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U_OyutzI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EyW84sgFBY8/s1600-h/P1100726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U_OyutzI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EyW84sgFBY8/s200/P1100726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178318223081125682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U_-yut0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/XkfcArwyySM/s1600-h/P1100748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90U_-yut0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/XkfcArwyySM/s200/P1100748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178318235966027586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90VAeyut1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/JBur783iAqc/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90VAeyut1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/JBur783iAqc/s200/DSC01477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178318244555962194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90VAuyut2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/H52PWxUAThE/s1600-h/P1100751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R90VAuyut2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/H52PWxUAThE/s200/P1100751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178318248850929506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the pictures I have is not the completed sets. I have scattered pictures that is in my friends' cameras. Thus, there would be some not nice/missing pictures.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 in Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Landed in the wee hours of the morning. Met our bus driver cum tour guide, Sam, a Thai-chinese, and we proceeded to our hotel, Arrow on Swanston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLteyuswI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MmVJMumg1TI/s1600-h/P1100095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLteyuswI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MmVJMumg1TI/s200/P1100095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176337697696822018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's located near Queen Victoria Market, and is in the city area. Upon arriving, we were told to go free n easy till 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, we became unprepared tourists. Me and my 2 juniors went to gear up with maps, information and the like, and off we went to Queen Victoria Market! On the way, we bumped into the two year 1 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLuOyusxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/uDe0dwq5a80/s1600-h/P1100097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLuOyusxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/uDe0dwq5a80/s200/P1100097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176337710581723922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a big market + pasar malam there, and you can get basically anything you want there, be it fresh food, clothes, antiques, opals etc. However, nothing really caught my eye on that day, and it sucks when you're only thinking of how to write about post-harvest activity when you've never learnt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to head on to the malls, and our first stop was the Melbourne Central mall. It have a train station located on the basement. Had our lunch there as well, Japanese food. Heartpain to buy it, stomachpain when i eat it. The taste was not suited for my palate unfortunately, so I didn't finish it. The foodcourt had birds flying inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLuuyusyI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/om1F7GhHqxU/s1600-h/P1100104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLuuyusyI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/om1F7GhHqxU/s200/P1100104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176337719171658530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the supermarket to check out their products. Afterall, if you want to see a country's products, a supermarket tells all! It seems as if Easter is coming, as there were Easter eggs everywhere. We even saw this poor rabbit having its guts removed and taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM8-yus1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SyJnV2m5MY0/s1600-h/P1100110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM8-yus1I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SyJnV2m5MY0/s200/P1100110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176339063496422226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, it was the toy inside that got removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Yun Xuan mentioned about a haunted jail tour somewhere nearby, and it made me curious. Thus, we decided to go to there. It's the Old Melbourne Gaol, where it held many infamous criminals before, and was closed down in the 1990s after a bomb explosion there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLvOyuszI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eHSm_dg_cU8/s1600-h/P1100116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YLvOyuszI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eHSm_dg_cU8/s200/P1100116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176337727761593138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the tour was not held that day, and the guy told us to come back next time when there's a tour, and to book beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to check into the hotel, and Jonathan came up with the idea of cooking for dinner. So, we went out to get groceries, and whipped up pasta, brocolli specially for yunxuan(it was her birthday), and potato and egg! The girls were spared the agony of cooking =x&lt;br /&gt;Me and jonathan got a cut from the stupid knife while cutting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQsOyus9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/suC57OQZs08/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQsOyus9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/suC57OQZs08/s200/DSC01419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176343173780124626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I introduced them to 'asshole daidee', and jonathan provided laughter as he was always so blur! And we bought this supposedly sourly stuff, which have sour powder and sour gunk, but its totally not sour :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM9uyus2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZrebCbF6lPg/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM9uyus2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZrebCbF6lPg/s200/DSC01421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176339076381324130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up and went to breakfast, and i swear it's worst than China's breakfast. Oh, and it's run by Chinese people, so...er, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to University of Melbourne to learn more about the Food Science degree. To get an A there, you have to get 100 marks! and entry requirement is super super super high. i think it's like more than twice of my current GPA -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went when it was the 1st day of the sem for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers there are very experienced, and I'm sure that anyone that enters there would come out good, as it is the 2nd oldest uni, and one of the best in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a cantonese restaurant named Dragon Boat Restaurant. And they speak Cantonese to us! It's Australia here leh, speak English leh. Dunno what you all talking when you serve us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded on to Deakins uni, which is a relatively new university. The lecturers there were fun and not boring at all, and I thoroughly enjoyed my visit there. The campus was really vibrant, and the students looked happy. Compared to Melbourne uni, which was quite old, and the people there look so nervous and not happy! Also melbourne uni lecturers were abit boring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to their sensory room, to evaluate extra virgin olive oil. Boy, when following the steps he told us to do, we kena this superbly irritating feeling that makes me cough and cough and cough and still find it irritating the whole day. Who knew extra virgin olive oil would have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO2uyus4I/AAAAAAAAAak/dsDUIGfjLB0/s1600-h/P1100134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO2uyus4I/AAAAAAAAAak/dsDUIGfjLB0/s200/P1100134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341155145495426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO3eyus6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/viWWvxWja4k/s1600-h/P1100135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO3eyus6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/viWWvxWja4k/s200/P1100135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341168030397346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and they do serve nice snacks for us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO2-yus5I/AAAAAAAAAas/aEZkRlhgO8Q/s1600-h/P1100143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO2-yus5I/AAAAAAAAAas/aEZkRlhgO8Q/s200/P1100143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341159440462738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do some window shopping, and we had thai for dinner. Then it was back to good old daidee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO3uyus7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/NyGrCTZ6YV0/s1600-h/P1100163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO3uyus7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/NyGrCTZ6YV0/s200/P1100163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341172325364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO4Oyus8I/AAAAAAAAAbE/r19_YanY8R8/s1600-h/P1100173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YO4Oyus8I/AAAAAAAAAbE/r19_YanY8R8/s200/P1100173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341180915299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM-Oyus3I/AAAAAAAAAac/tHB0viZ6nEs/s1600-h/P1100195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YM-Oyus3I/AAAAAAAAAac/tHB0viZ6nEs/s200/P1100195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176339084971258738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is unglam Xiuqi with her black/white combo dressing. Can her musical notes socks be played? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had insufficient sleep and as such, when we went to CSIRO - a research centre for food, I kept nodding off during the lecture. CSIRO is like Australia's equivalent of our AVA. Also, it has collaborated with the government to form Food Science Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQseyus-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0e7eKKDJkHY/s1600-h/P1100199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQseyus-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0e7eKKDJkHY/s200/P1100199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176343178075091938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the poor quality of the pic yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation, we were shown many processing equipments, that i'm sure Mr Tay would love to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at Toto, Australia's oldest pizza shop. We were served many different varieties of pizza, as well as pasta and ravioli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQtOyus_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/GX1wmcLJVMQ/s1600-h/P1100204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQtOyus_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/GX1wmcLJVMQ/s200/P1100204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176343190959993842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQt-yutAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jzCrO6qIllM/s1600-h/P1100207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQt-yutAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jzCrO6qIllM/s200/P1100207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176343203844895746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQuOyutBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_SuordUWZz0/s1600-h/P1100212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YQuOyutBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_SuordUWZz0/s200/P1100212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176343208139863058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to DFO after that. That's Direct Factory Outlet, not Duty Free Outlets k?! That's where we get cheep cheep stuff! And yeah, it still burnt a hole in my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZp-yutII/AAAAAAAAAck/j-Ho9fHpbAk/s1600-h/P1100217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZp-yutII/AAAAAAAAAck/j-Ho9fHpbAk/s200/P1100217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176353030730069122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZp-yutJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zgFeokbb3fs/s1600-h/P1110052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZp-yutJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zgFeokbb3fs/s200/P1110052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176353030730069138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Melbourne's oldest Catholic Church after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXjeyutCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/luRLlGYjD5E/s1600-h/P1100232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXjeyutCI/AAAAAAAAAb0/luRLlGYjD5E/s200/P1100232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176350720037663778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Chinatown's Sharkfin restaurant, and after that, we walked to eat gelate! I had tiramisu, bailey's, and honeycomb. However, i regret not buying the roche, it was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXjuyutDI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6_YcotFzxRA/s1600-h/P1100266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXjuyutDI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6_YcotFzxRA/s200/P1100266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176350724332631090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Mr Teh to help us book the haunted tour online, and he said that it's fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to book via a payphone, which cost 50 cents per call omg! And it turns out that the booking company is closed , so it's a waste of 50 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really regret that we can't go, as I'm sure it would be a memorable experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Mr Teh to help us book online, and it says that it's fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sam told us the difference between freeway and highway!&lt;br /&gt;Freeway- cannot stop&lt;br /&gt;Highway- can stop at junctions to pee or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Sam is the cutest ever tour guide I've ever known. He got this cute asian-guy-trying-to-slang-english-when-he-can't-speak-proper-english slang. He always goes : TohMAST, we are approaching the les-terlong soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i can never resist saying that out. But still Sam, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Warrook's cattle farm, and sat on haystacks in a trailer which brought us to places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Ycd-yutMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tJc-h4wcYiQ/s1600-h/P1100277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Ycd-yutMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tJc-h4wcYiQ/s200/P1100277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176356123106522306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to feed calves milk, and boy, do they suck alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXkeyutFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/pxsiTgaiNj8/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXkeyutFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/pxsiTgaiNj8/s200/DSC01424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176350737217533010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw some milking, and drank super fresh and warm milk direct from the udder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZqOyutKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/11O6yquxPWQ/s1600-h/P1100287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZqOyutKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/11O6yquxPWQ/s200/P1100287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176353035025036450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emus were next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZquyutLI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wNEVsKGnkQo/s1600-h/P1100290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YZquyutLI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wNEVsKGnkQo/s200/P1100290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176353043614971058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the far end of the farm, of which the sea can be seen. Our farm guide says that there used to be a jail on a nearby island, but it got closed as, during low tides, the prisoners could escape by walking on the seabed! And some would get eaten by sharks :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we saw sheeps, and a demonstration on how to shear one. Then it was off to see two short-haired border collie herd sheeps! It was cute as they have this new one that doesn't really listen to commands, and is confusing the sheep and the other dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXkuyutGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4vvXQsNSO3o/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YXkuyutGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/4vvXQsNSO3o/s200/DSC01427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176350741512500322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceOyutNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/y-Q9-UJTzVg/s1600-h/P1100351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceOyutNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/y-Q9-UJTzVg/s200/P1100351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176356127401489618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was on to whips! We had loads of fun trying to learn how to crack a whip, and unfortunately or what, I had a lousy whip. So, I [strike]suck at making the sound[/strike]maybe I am just suay cause I couldn't produce a single crack except for the weak fwap fwap sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceeyutOI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2NzmDU_mN68/s1600-h/P1100362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceeyutOI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2NzmDU_mN68/s200/P1100362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176356131696456930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at their cafe, and it was deeeeeeeelish! I had the chicken/beef combo, or as Sam would put it, the 'Bird flu and mad cow. When you don't want to just get bird flu or mad cow, get this!' We were also served wine, and I guess it was an utter waste as we drank 1 glass each only lol. We saw a kangaroo, several chickens and a wombat after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceuyutPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0jF3qo4CHa8/s1600-h/P1100367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YceuyutPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0jF3qo4CHa8/s200/P1100367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176356135991424242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to De Bortoli, a winery located in the Yarra Valley. We sampled many different wines, starting from sparkling white, to white, then to red. The person told us that sparkling white would put weight on the palate, then offer us sweeter and more drier wine over time. And this was my first time I could really appreciate wine! Totally dig the muscat. It's aged wine with brandy added to it. Taste like raisins mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YcfOyutQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8Tk_RK0hROY/s1600-h/P1100384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YcfOyutQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/8Tk_RK0hROY/s200/P1100384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176356144581358850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Crownes for dinner. It's a mall with a casino below it. Before that, we took a stroll down their waterfront. The better pics are with other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgneyutRI/AAAAAAAAAds/yoN-MY4wTag/s1600-h/P1100401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgneyutRI/AAAAAAAAAds/yoN-MY4wTag/s200/P1100401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176360684361790738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at this! It's a bicycle inside the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgnuyutSI/AAAAAAAAAd0/IjPPzRqmuFg/s1600-h/P1100400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgnuyutSI/AAAAAAAAAd0/IjPPzRqmuFg/s200/P1100400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176360688656758050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate buffet, damn shiok. After that, we went to the casino, and I kena rude service by the bouncer. Dunno what he talking lah, tell me go right. Then turn out they want check my bag. Check finish not happy, still must keep lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played 2 cents slots, and then we went out and couldn't find jonathan, yunxuan and lijuan. After finding them, we started walking back to the hotel. However, along the way, while waiting for xiuqi,jieying and jerol, we lost them as we were looking at train information. After trying to find them in vain, we decided to buy krispy kream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgoeyutUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fr6lsu3qo_c/s1600-h/P1100429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgoeyutUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fr6lsu3qo_c/s200/P1100429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176360701541659970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgouyutVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/G3PEw1eEiB4/s1600-h/P1100432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgouyutVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/G3PEw1eEiB4/s200/P1100432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176360705836627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unique. Crispy outside, soft inside. The crispy part is due to the sugar coating. However, it was too sweet for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a train back to Melbourne Central from Southern Cross. Bought a $3.60 ticket for 2 hours unlimited rides on trams and trains. Met this nice biker guy, and just as the train left, he said "SHIT I LEFT MY HELMET!" And to my amazement, he could open the door! But as it was too late, and he didn't want to leave his bicycle behind, he didn't leave. When we tried to leave, I read, please open the door during the first beep. I was like, wtf manual opening?! Then really leh, need to open the door myself -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgoOyutTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rG30T19KDwg/s1600-h/P1100426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YgoOyutTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rG30T19KDwg/s200/P1100426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176360697246692658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjPeyutWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/nRm8QrG9Q_w/s1600-h/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjPeyutWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/nRm8QrG9Q_w/s200/DSC01455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176363570579813730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to Pelican training cafe to eat lunch. The meal was...er, not suited for me at all. It have too much veges! And it taste like nothing. Tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb6eyutcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/muF9fo1Znb0/s1600-h/P1100463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb6eyutcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/muF9fo1Znb0/s200/P1100463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176425881965344194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgYOyutlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ODVu4iAeFWo/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgYOyutlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ODVu4iAeFWo/s200/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176430791112963666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to see pelicans and seagulls! And this is a very cute picture i took, when the seagulls were squawking away, and the pelicans looked at them, pissed, and the seagulls stopped making noise immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjQuyutXI/AAAAAAAAAec/-rU1Ss4-DKg/s1600-h/P1100470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjQuyutXI/AAAAAAAAAec/-rU1Ss4-DKg/s200/P1100470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176363592054650226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then we proceeded to Stonier, another winery, where we got to know in depth about winemaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pinot Noir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjT-yutZI/AAAAAAAAAes/sjvhljbs4z4/s1600-h/P1100514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjT-yutZI/AAAAAAAAAes/sjvhljbs4z4/s200/P1100514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176363647889225106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and this is Chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjUeyutaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qFg6UNQeVZY/s1600-h/P1100522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9YjUeyutaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qFg6UNQeVZY/s200/P1100522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176363656479159714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay is used in white wine making, and Pinot noir, red wine. I ate them straight and it was super nice! Except that its very seedy, which amanda told me to chew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw how they obtain the juice for the wine. I thought that they still stepped on the grapes to obtain juice, but noooo, now it's so advanced! Here's the pinot noir getting tank fermented. Chardonnay can't be tank fermented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb6-yutdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/r2SgItC0WcI/s1600-h/P1100536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb6-yutdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/r2SgItC0WcI/s200/P1100536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176425890555278802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Chardonnay waiting to be barrel fermented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb7OyuteI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Yw2CKJwtMt8/s1600-h/P1100538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb7OyuteI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Yw2CKJwtMt8/s200/P1100538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176425894850246114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know? An oak barrel cost minimum $1.3k! That's like siao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb7-yutfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ssh0Op0bKCM/s1600-h/P1100542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zb7-yutfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ssh0Op0bKCM/s200/P1100542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176425907735148018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for winetasting after, which was not to our liking. Stonier is a specialist in Pinot noir and Chardonnay, but it's not for us young people to drink :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Ze6uyutgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/j1jz68zwBmI/s1600-h/P1100550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Ze6uyutgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/j1jz68zwBmI/s200/P1100550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176429184795194882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strawberry picking time!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfB-yuthI/AAAAAAAAAfo/A9ZVHBrcENM/s1600-h/P1100554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfB-yuthI/AAAAAAAAAfo/A9ZVHBrcENM/s200/P1100554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176429309349246482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfC-yutiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vnt1M8edag0/s1600-h/P1100560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfC-yutiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vnt1M8edag0/s200/P1100560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176429326529115682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfHuyutjI/AAAAAAAAAf4/B-ReWGgGadk/s1600-h/P1100562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfHuyutjI/AAAAAAAAAf4/B-ReWGgGadk/s200/P1100562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176429408133494322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfIeyutkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/bFBXNctDqAs/s1600-h/P1100563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZfIeyutkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/bFBXNctDqAs/s200/P1100563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176429421018396226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told by Sam to eat one, put one in. That way we save! Letting us loose on the strawberry fields was akin to letting children run around to pick sweets! I didn't hear instructions, and I plucked all the half ripe ones, as I thought of bringing them back to SG. Then someone told me that once plucked, the strawberries wouldn't ripen anymore. So i placed all of them nicely on top of leaves and act as though they're still unplucked =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I ate a couple of those as I picked. Shiok lah! Taste cannot be compared to those found in Singapore!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgYuyutmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5dK0kNYiPzo/s1600-h/P1100565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgYuyutmI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5dK0kNYiPzo/s200/P1100565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176430799702898274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat homemade icecream there. I picked blackberry yoghurt icecream, and I realised they sell strawberry wine there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZhH-yutqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3Zl0WyvKgM4/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZhH-yutqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3Zl0WyvKgM4/s200/DSC01466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176431611451717282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to time constraints, I couldnt have the luxury of tasting the wines individually and deciding on what I want. So I asked the salesperson for the bestseller, which turns out to be sparkling strawberry wine. Took a sample, and it was nice! However, when buying it, I heard this staff rushing over to the cashier, and frantically telling him, "Ya know, there's some tourists who went to eat the strawberries! I already told them, can't you see, it says no eating, wash it first! And they say they didn't care. But I just sprayed pesticides at that row! And they're beyond the Zone 3 already, and that has alot of pesticides on it!"&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt like I had eaten poison ahhh! I ran to the bus and told everyone there, and actually, we didnt care! =x Next, we zao to dinner at Chinatown's Sharkfin restaurant. Not before Sam showed us Arthur's seat, a lookout in which legend says a guy named Arthur used to seat there everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgZeyutnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/t5et_4cApLs/s1600-h/P1100576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgZeyutnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/t5et_4cApLs/s200/P1100576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176430812587800178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgaOyutoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/92gtuASR98c/s1600-h/P1100579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgaOyutoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/92gtuASR98c/s200/P1100579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176430825472702082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgaeyutpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HuNWbFT9J4I/s1600-h/P1100622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZgaeyutpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/HuNWbFT9J4I/s200/P1100622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176430829767669394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hotel, we taught Jonathan how to play Cheat, and laughters ensued as we played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to Redhill Cheesery, located at Mornington Peninsular. This family cheesery is a relatively new one, but is renowed for its high quality and taste, perhaps due to the husband being a retired Food Microbiologist eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjbOyutsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/4X2vn41MZ28/s1600-h/P1100662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjbOyutsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/4X2vn41MZ28/s200/P1100662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176434141187454658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do some cheesetasting, both goat and cow milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjbuyuttI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DKWPfRF8WL4/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjbuyuttI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DKWPfRF8WL4/s200/DSC01473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176434149777389266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time tasting such cheese, and I really loved the blue mold cheese. It taste just like wine and is so so good. Bought that, and 2 goat milk cheese, and it was off to the maze for lunch, and then walk around their many mazes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjcOyutvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/USfmdMwAi7o/s1600-h/P1100673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjcOyutvI/AAAAAAAAAhY/USfmdMwAi7o/s200/P1100673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176434158367323890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all hedge maze, and its like those harry-potter-goblet-of-fire kind of maze. But it's more like a garden there. We saw roses/lavender mazes, and a dried up waterfall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Melbourne has been facing a drought for a long time already, and many ponds we went to along the way had no water, and grass that was around the same height as me grew there!&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to this Viking, who loved to grow hedge mazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zjb-yutuI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/lyzoKFy3_fA/s1600-h/P1100675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9Zjb-yutuI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/lyzoKFy3_fA/s200/P1100675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176434154072356578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...who loves Ferrero roche? This is a Ferrero Roche tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjcuyutwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yOJ25cG0zJY/s1600-h/P1100699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9ZjcuyutwI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yOJ25cG0zJY/s200/P1100699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176434166957258498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pluck one and dip in chocolate, and voila! You can eat it! You can even use them to grow more ferrero roche! If you want, just buy some ferrero roche at anywhere, and put them in the soil, and water them everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tell me, who seriously believed that was really a ferrero roche tree? =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-1630372281917577892?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/1630372281917577892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=1630372281917577892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1630372281917577892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/1630372281917577892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R99--OyuuNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-am_ciENSiI/s72-c/P1110029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-6579912267812707417</id><published>2008-03-10T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:44:52.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9QRveyusXI/AAAAAAAAAWc/G-8_bZjvpc4/s1600-h/P1100091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9QRveyusXI/AAAAAAAAAWc/G-8_bZjvpc4/s200/P1100091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175781379172905330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne was great! My eyes to the world have opened up even more, and this can be considered my 1st independent overseas trip! Best was when we became the 'accidental tourists' when we were supposed to go free n easy the moment we reached melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The places we went to, the people, the atmosphere, it just is so different from Singapore. Actually, now I can see why people would choose to migrate there. Save for the high expense, the people around here are easygoing. And I must say that we came at a point where we can see many stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and I did reverse bungee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More after I wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6579912267812707417?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6579912267812707417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6579912267812707417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6579912267812707417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6579912267812707417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/and.html' title='And...'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R9QRveyusXI/AAAAAAAAAWc/G-8_bZjvpc4/s72-c/P1100091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-3192586073863264265</id><published>2008-03-01T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:30:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics up!</title><content type='html'>Never took alot of pictures, here's some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach, and settled down. Goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvF2YQH4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/xUyBIyxW7XM/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvF2YQH4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/xUyBIyxW7XM/s200/DSC01403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172647055810633602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvGmYQH5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/G-jdUyDc_QY/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvGmYQH5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/G-jdUyDc_QY/s200/DSC01406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172647068695535506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shot of vodka to kick off the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvHGYQH6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/EI9q6I6HDqA/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvHGYQH6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/EI9q6I6HDqA/s200/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172647077285470114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More vodka in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8kFyWYQH9I/AAAAAAAAAWM/lqrRV5TL4Ks/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8kFyWYQH9I/AAAAAAAAAWM/lqrRV5TL4Ks/s200/DSC01409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172672009570623442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8kFymYQH-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/hzYmPdvqrm0/s1600-h/DSC01410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8kFymYQH-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/hzYmPdvqrm0/s200/DSC01410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172672013865590754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the horseshoe crab that leslie thought was a stingray in the dark!&lt;br /&gt;Games of drinking + wasabi peas forfeits, and more beer, liquor, and soon...we're drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvHmYQH7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/mtXMnuKakLY/s1600-h/DSC01411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvHmYQH7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/mtXMnuKakLY/s200/DSC01411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172647085875404722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvH2YQH8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/8j-sUL2qb5E/s1600-h/DSC01412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvH2YQH8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/8j-sUL2qb5E/s200/DSC01412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172647090170372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only these 2 cause Yi da only took me and leslie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will be my last post till I come back from my field trip. Will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3192586073863264265?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3192586073863264265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3192586073863264265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3192586073863264265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3192586073863264265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics-up.html' title='Pics up!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8jvF2YQH4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/xUyBIyxW7XM/s72-c/DSC01403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-7907287804708270090</id><published>2008-03-01T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:06:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking at the beach</title><content type='html'>Went to the beach with the guys today. It was really one of the most enjoyable day spent. We played drinking games and talked cock with each other. Not to mention, I really got drunk 1st time in my life! Yeah, sorry about the fishing Betrand crap that i spouted, and the animation lol. After today, it'll seem really stupid that i did it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and pictures? Can't find the wire for it, and am too lost in my own world to care now...so...see ya till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7907287804708270090?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7907287804708270090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7907287804708270090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7907287804708270090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7907287804708270090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/03/drinking-at-beach.html' title='Drinking at the beach'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5185514681771698162</id><published>2008-02-29T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:25:59.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add-on.</title><content type='html'>I just realised I've forgotten to add in the most important reason why I blogged about the previous post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It horrifies me that not one, but a sizeable percentage of my friends do not know what JI is, what it stands for, and so many things! And even with all these news flash, they do not know about the escaped detainee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if my friends do not know, doesn't that make a large amount of Singaporeans who would not know too? Those who do not listen/read news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today after swimming, yeah finally i noticed that at bus stops in Yishun, they pasted up the wanted sign on him already. Hopefully people would start noticing him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a million stuff that i planned to do, but i can't seem to resolve myself to start on any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5185514681771698162?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5185514681771698162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5185514681771698162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5185514681771698162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5185514681771698162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/add-on.html' title='Add-on.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-5630138006773117455</id><published>2008-02-29T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:33:46.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape of JI detainee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8bgGpGqJxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7XMgwh-BTE/s1600-h/phpaaKp1l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8bgGpGqJxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7XMgwh-BTE/s200/phpaaKp1l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172067626799212306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"SINGAPORE : A massive police operation is underway in Singapore after the leader of the Jemaah Islamiyah network here, Mas Selamat Kastari, escaped from detention at 4.05pm on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statement from the Home Affairs Ministry says Mas Selamat walks with a limp and is presently at large. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not known to be armed and is one of Singapore's most wanted men.    "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With the recent escape of JI leader Mas Selamat, it shows again how unprepared Singapore is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, he's a terrorist leader, for god sake! He's the man behind the plotting of many terrorist attacks in Singapore. Shouldn't he be kept under tighter security?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, he escaped when going to the toilet, but what happened to all those prisoner tags/electronic barchips/bracelets that we usually think of in jails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at our response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of manpower wasted on surrounding the roads near Whitley Road, and what, spaced so closely together?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conspiracy theory here from me. He was going to meet his family before his escape, right? Maybe it was a pre-formed plan! Somebody stood guard at the toilet outside, then drove him out. That way, he's safe forever man. He can hide inside someone's house and start planning more terrorist attacks from within! Or perhaps he could walk to some unknown JI member's house and hide in there. Anyway, point is, why is the government wasting so much human resource just by taking action at the point of escape? He may have been scurried away to a safe area before all the mobilisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with this incident, Singapore again would learn, and hopefully prevent furthur incidents to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's 16 hours before we go drinking at the beach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5630138006773117455?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5630138006773117455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5630138006773117455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5630138006773117455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5630138006773117455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/escape-of-ji-detainee.html' title='Escape of JI detainee'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R8bgGpGqJxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k7XMgwh-BTE/s72-c/phpaaKp1l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5652359022358804429</id><published>2008-02-27T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:52:01.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of agony, start of something</title><content type='html'>So finally exams have ended. And again, I don't feel pretty much in the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I had my fair share of wtf-its-so-easy papers, papers i really worked my ass off, as well as some other papers that just make me go "****" as I read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with Year 2, Sem 2 just over me, it's hello Year 3. Which means that I have only 1 year and a half left in school. Sure, every sem I made new resolutions, but let's reflect on what I achieved this sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Really studied for once!&lt;br /&gt;- Did my own reports&lt;br /&gt;- At least listened in lectures....selectively&lt;br /&gt;- Still haven't done my own tutorials =/&lt;br /&gt;- No longer the first to leave during exams!&lt;br /&gt;And I can't resist saying that, I WILL WORK HARDER NEXT SEM. Yeah, I will....that's what I say everytime. But this time, I will i will i will okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it off, holidays are supposed to be spending with friends! But whats good when I can only spend a few days with friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Australia, going for my wisdom tooth extraction, and going for my NYAA expedition, it leaves me with scarcely enough time to spend with friends. Sucks that I can't be able to work with them in the IT Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my little resolution to be done by the end of the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;- Write finish my thriller story!&lt;br /&gt;- Blog about my shanghai trip. Yeah it's long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;- Gain 5 kg in pure muscle mass :K  (Aw, who am I kidding?)&lt;br /&gt;- Sign up for Muay Thai!&lt;br /&gt;- Jog 8km!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5652359022358804429?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5652359022358804429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5652359022358804429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5652359022358804429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5652359022358804429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/end-of-agony-start-of-something.html' title='End of agony, start of something'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4246888166570690667</id><published>2008-02-14T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:44:48.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past regrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gong gong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've always known that you doted on me. Since young, my first impression of you was when you were smiling at me, while carrying me. Then, it was during my nursery days, when you would fetch me to the bus stop daily, stopping by the mamashop and asking me, "Do you want sweets?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I would always cheekily say yes, and keep on selecting sweets. Oh, how I did not know of your love for me. Even when I said once, that I wanted to keep a cockroach as a pet, you manage to find one, and keep it in a plastic bag. However, after hanging it there at a railing for half a day, it was dead. But you just smiled at me, and said that you would get another for me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;During my growing up years, I noticed that you always held my hand tightly, and I, being unaware, did not like that feeling. Now I know, that it was out of love. Also, the yearly gifts of sweets, loads of them, that you would give to each of your grandchildren. Despite our parents not liking it, you still gave us, as you know we like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But, when you became ill with Parkinson's, and could not control your action freely, I begun to ignore you. As your condition worsened, the distance between me and you grew. Now, I just want to say, Sorry for not spending time with you, and not reciprocating your love for me. I remember once, when you held my hand so tightly, and i flinched! This is really stupid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorry that only when I was at the hospital, I suddenly realised the folly i had committed. Now, there's no more chance to make up to you. I'm really sorry...I swear that I'll fulfill the promise I made just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Yang Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4246888166570690667?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4246888166570690667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4246888166570690667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4246888166570690667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4246888166570690667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/past-regrets.html' title='Past regrets.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-6169819516814025454</id><published>2008-02-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:54:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>Can't seem to study at all! There doesn't seem to be a motivation for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's one thing that I'm motivated to complete, and that's my detective thriller short(?) story that I'm gonna write during the holidays! Though it's been a long while since I've tried to write, I hope that it'll be something enjoyable to be written, as well as to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little teaser though, it's about a homicide detective, who gets tangled up in a series of unrelated murders, that surprisingly shares something similar...will he unravel the mystery of it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and it's gonna be written in the style that I love the most! Stalker/murder/mystery :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kudos to Michael for planning the plot with me ages ago, when we wanted to write the story part by part. ( But you didn't, lazy bones! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-6169819516814025454?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/6169819516814025454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=6169819516814025454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6169819516814025454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/6169819516814025454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-7540551220202860901</id><published>2008-02-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:11:30.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68grJGqJwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/sKq9a_KBSQs/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68grJGqJwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/sKq9a_KBSQs/s200/DSC01336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165383223167559426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68gTZGqJuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ex4wDOl_gsQ/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68gTZGqJuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ex4wDOl_gsQ/s200/DSC01335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165382815145666274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68fbZGqJtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/orlfsvgTuPU/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68fbZGqJtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/orlfsvgTuPU/s200/DSC01337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165381853072991954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some motivational posters today! Figured I would need them if I were to start studying. Loved the Excuse poster alot! It says: Some people has thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason to why they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and got a new tablelamp too! Thanks sis for telling me that my desk is too dimly lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, today's dinner with relatives was cancelled, due to my grandfather being in an extremely critical condition, with infection in his chest and organs failing. Would be visiting him tomorrow. Though it was already inevitable, I can't help but reminisce about when I was young, and he would fetch me to school, buying for me sweets and such.  Though Parkinson's got him when I was  in my growing-up years, I felt bad that I attempted little chance to talk to him whenever I could, despite his love and care for me years earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7540551220202860901?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7540551220202860901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7540551220202860901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7540551220202860901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7540551220202860901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-bought-some-motivational-posters.html' title=''/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R68grJGqJwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/sKq9a_KBSQs/s72-c/DSC01336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-4502087767144753387</id><published>2008-02-10T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:50:54.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st experiment</title><content type='html'>After garnering much more information about how to lucid dream, i tried it out 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I slept, I kept thinking of stuff, trying not to let my consciousness fade, nor let my mind be blank. As I felt my body getting paralysed, i knew i was entering the body paralysis stage, a crucial point which is needed if I were to attempt direct lucidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I couldn't help but panic when suddenly I awoke with weird noises around me. As I tried to move, I became aware that I couldn't move! And suddenly, there was someone crouching on my chest! I could make it out to be a girl. I tried to scream but I can't, and I tried to close my eyes, but I can't. Even though I've already prepared for it, it doesn't help me. The experience is just too fearful, even if repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking..."Damn, I shouldn't have attempted lucid dreaming, this sleep paralysis suck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the 'black room' appeared. What is that? This is the point where a direct lucid dreamer can choose at will, any scenario that he wants to dream. Be it of hot steamy fantasies or adventures! It's like a jukebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I indirectly chose 'sleep paralysis' as the scenario for my lucid dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...the result? I underwent the same experience AGAIN! The lucidity I had was not good enough for me to manipulate the scenario, and I was stuck with the horrible scene for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has left me shaken. Though it was a successful direct lucid dream, I made a mistake of choosing the wrong dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lucid dreaming for Betrand, only when he realise that HE'S DREAMING when the dream is running! (that's indirect btw XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: You all would wanna know what I wanted to dream eh? Don't think dirty! I just wanted to dream of a skydiving expedition :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4502087767144753387?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4502087767144753387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4502087767144753387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4502087767144753387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4502087767144753387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/1st-experiment.html' title='1st experiment'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-2406883225564939995</id><published>2008-02-10T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:34:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;107 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Touch Typing online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tried this from guanwei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2406883225564939995?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2406883225564939995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2406883225564939995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2406883225564939995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2406883225564939995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/typing-test.html' title='Typing test'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-3042070620730963701</id><published>2008-02-10T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:46:14.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games changes people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R63ifJGqJrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OokzkiPoV-4/s1600-h/ifamilysittingmt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8P98xSjiHI/R63ifJGqJrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OokzkiPoV-4/s200/ifamilysittingmt5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165033372311496370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;B)--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JX2. A perfect getaway for me for a whole year. Until i woke up to the idea that I was simply wasting my time in a fantasy world, trying to be who I can't be. True, the community found inside was fascinating, and it lulled me in, making many game friends become real life friends through gatherings. Through it, I knew of some great buds, and some bad hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those no-life ones. Spending all their time on their game, and treating everything that happen inside like it's real. The so-common "OH I GOT PK-ED NABEI CHEEBYE /wrist"&lt;br /&gt;and "Wah fuck u nv help me log in war lor  you good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, JX2 has been a journey indeed, and though a simple comment could cause the downfall of my guild, with internal strife and all, and causing us not to meet up anymore, it causes me to be more knowledgeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to play it through addictively, and still carry on so, is simply unacceptable. You should know who I'm talking about, if you're reading this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand if the game is fun, but now it has totally lost its glam to almost all of us! To log in just to stone in game for hours, waiting for people to chat, is simply ridiculous. And for that, you forfeit the chance to go out with friends? To convert into someone who simply care about JX2 and gatherings found inside only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weren't like that last time. To simply ignore my sms-es, pretend I didn't SMS you or simply 'forgot' about times I asked you out? Sure, yes; I understand if you won't go out cause you arent willing to spend money. BUT, to not go out, just TO SIT IN GAME for HOURS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make it worst, you got yourself a girlfriend. Ho, it's fine about that as I'm happy for you. However, you got to become a semi-zombie! Even other gamefriends are telling me that. How can you totally ignore everything that's happening in the world now? Wake up your idea pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was simply the last straw. Cecilia asked you out quite some time back, and you agreed to it. You even asked Wilson, even before he went into camp! However, two days ago, when i asked you on msn, you simply replied :"dunno time dunno place dunno who going", and left the convo. Yes, its hard to be able to chat you up on msn nowadays, what with you leaving the convo after every sentence typed to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked cecilia about today, and she told me. Called you next morning at 11am, but your brother said you were styling hair, not free to talk. So I told him to tell you to call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited an hour. No ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called your house again, no one's at home. Called handphone, never pick up. Moments later, it's off! Called repeatedly during that phase, and a few hours later, it was busy. Then off again. Sms-ed probably 5 times to enquire and to ask you to call me back, but no reply. 11pm, no reply. And listen to this! At 3am, I asked michael about you, and he said HE WAS HS-ing WITH YOU IN GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why only that day you never log in msn at all? Avoiding me or what? And you could still be happily playing HS while not replying me at all. And michael just said: Oh he said his hp spoil.&lt;br /&gt;That I can understand, but not the part of you knowing that I called you at 11am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I didn't call his house back as I felt he should be the one that should call me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nevermind, today I seethed with sian-ness, cause i was quite pissed with you already. However, I made a last ditch attempt to connect to you. What did you say?&lt;br /&gt;"Go where?" ...."Not going lah, bye" in a zombie-like tone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck? GO WHERE? When i heard that I knew that's it man. No point trying to help you anymore. Either you wake up and smell the coffee, or you can depend on your game and your girlfriend forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told cecilia to call you hours later, and she said that you didn't even know about this until today! Excuse me, what happened to 2 nights ago and weeks ago? True, you may have had a fight with your gf and get all moody over this, but is it worth treating your so-called 'good' friends like they're invisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it just because we don't play the same game anymore, there's nothing much that we can talk about already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm really hopelessly disappointed in you. Even though I spent close to a year trying to get you out, to socialise and get out of the game, you refused. As of today, I'm no longer trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the other one who still plays this game, I know you'll read this blog. Please, I didn't get you into the committee just to show off your name. I put you in cause you requested to be, and I had faith in you. Please cooperate with us, and be present for events and meetings. Don't always be late and if you're not coming, at least tell us. It'll save us the frustration of wondering where you are, when you never pick up the phone too. I'm under alot of pressure from the committee because of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you two are ever reading this, this isn't meant to flame you. Just for you to realise what you all did wrong...and change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Betrand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-3042070620730963701?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/3042070620730963701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=3042070620730963701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3042070620730963701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/3042070620730963701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/jx2.html' title='Games changes people'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_b8P98xSjiHI/R63ifJGqJrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OokzkiPoV-4/s72-c/ifamilysittingmt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-5676970369372028504</id><published>2008-02-07T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:17:06.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐!恭喜发财!</title><content type='html'>Happy lunar new year guys...hope you all did some springcleaning like me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally springcleaned my room in 7 years. Cleaning away tons of dust and removing junk felt great, and my room is now much tidier and organised!Some horrors that I met during spring cleaning:&lt;br /&gt;-Removed this book, and underneath it was a whole ant colony, full of white larvae of ants, and a queen ant!&lt;br /&gt;-Under my bed lies approximately 20+ dead beetles and insects.&lt;br /&gt;-There's 5 dead bees in my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just proves how dirty my room was =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Heng or &lt;strike&gt;What&lt;/strike&gt;Huat?, A singaporean film recently released, starring Shawn, the campus superstar winner, and some campus superstar ppl and singers and DJs! It was about the God of Wealth having 20,000 helpers to fulfil the dreams of people. Nice show, but it won't be released on the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed a few of wiki's steps to lucid dream, and i did! However, for some reason the scene was set on my hamsters. I had fun manipulating the stuff I wanted, such as getting more hamsters, 4 infact. And making my very own cage and maze! How cool!But somehow I lost concentration and my maze suddenly shrunk, and i couldn't put my hamsters inside -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-5676970369372028504?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/5676970369372028504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=5676970369372028504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5676970369372028504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/5676970369372028504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐!恭喜发财!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4118289252750368478</id><published>2008-02-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:53:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the likes</title><content type='html'>If you've noticed about the link in the tag, search for ricky in that website, and check his history. He committed suicide 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, while looking at an article about msg(monosodium glutamate) causing vivid dreams, i got interested and went to search up on it. However, i stumbled onto this website, www.msgmyth.com It says that msg is actually toxic and causes alot of ill effects! Urgh, makes me feel like getting off the potato crave again. Which is near impossible when I've just restocked lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and somehow, it directed me to read about lucid dreaming! And while reading the steps in wikipedia on how to lucid dream, i realised that i had been doing some of it! No wonder I could lucid dream at times, heh. But what's so good about lucid dreaming? you ask. Lucid dreaming gives you opportunity to act out anything you want, as well as past regrets and fantasies. It also makes you feel like it's a reality. It's just a dimension where you can, simply put, do anything you want! Even manipulate the whole story! If you want a hot bikini babe to appear out of nowhere, serving ice cold lemon tea, right in the middle of a war, it IS POSSIBLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I WILL SPRINGCLEAN TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4118289252750368478?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4118289252750368478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4118289252750368478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4118289252750368478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4118289252750368478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/likes.html' title='the likes'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4037056327271310478</id><published>2008-02-03T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:50:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of God</title><content type='html'>Stumbled onto this wiki entry - Children of God while surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Family_International"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Family_International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shocking how some people uses religion to see their sick fantasies and idealism come to life. Especially when they're in a position that people respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet again, this shows how some brainwashing can make people do the craziest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incest, sex with anyone including minors, flirty fishing, and the likes. The founder's a real horny bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4037056327271310478?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4037056327271310478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4037056327271310478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4037056327271310478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4037056327271310478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/children-of-god.html' title='Children of God'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140769945786760598.post-7349573076697176482</id><published>2008-02-02T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:37:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exasperation</title><content type='html'>i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SWEAR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that there's no way anyone can POSSIBLY study nutrition science!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-7349573076697176482?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/7349573076697176482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=7349573076697176482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7349573076697176482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/7349573076697176482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/02/exasperation.html' title='Exasperation'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-2030993605368688305</id><published>2008-01-31T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:46:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught up</title><content type='html'>Today was a weird day of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to Mr Khaw talking about how foreigners view contaminants in their food, and how they can get alot of money out of it. And after that, in my drink, there was this burst-open cockroach egg sac, with some black stuff still in it! All that ran through my mind was $$$, $$$, $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$. However, didn't really feel bothered to pursue the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to the PAL room, where it seem that many people can't be bothered to get their Open House shirt. It may be due to pure laziness, or they simply do not want to wear anything that has the school logo on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sakura to celebrate Jess's birthday, and it was my first time trying out all the dishes I normally won't even eat. Turns out they're quite nice to eat afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back home, I just realised that all the slides i did for project are all wrong!! Argh! The afternoon spent doing all the slides have come to naught =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2030993605368688305?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2030993605368688305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2030993605368688305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2030993605368688305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2030993605368688305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/01/caught-up.html' title='Caught up'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-8206091950229367979</id><published>2008-01-29T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:05:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>Projects projects projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a procrastinator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline comes, panic and run around in circles while trying to waste more time not doing projects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...can't believe i'm still wasting time now -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, my seamonkeys are finally mating! Two of them are kinda glued to each other, and will remain so for weeks till the female gives birth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-8206091950229367979?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/8206091950229367979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=8206091950229367979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8206091950229367979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/8206091950229367979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/01/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-993201753791159195</id><published>2008-01-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:09:07.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devils!</title><content type='html'>Help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being...tormented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after getting the Devil off my back, it seems...that his underlings are still here...to tempt me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have succumbed to them repeatedly, despite trying to desperately, to resist. It is but I who is responsible, for I have weak will when it comes to temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deviling is everywhere! It's in my laptop, the TV, the hamsters, the seamonkeys, the storybooks, EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must resist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-993201753791159195?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/993201753791159195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=993201753791159195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/993201753791159195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/993201753791159195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/01/devils.html' title='Devils!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-4373860971377143067</id><published>2008-01-25T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:16:53.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh NOSE!</title><content type='html'>Today's the last episode of JuMong :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it was a damn good drama and I loved every moment of it. But how timely! It ends just when suddenly, i discovered that there's only 1 week break for exams! And precisely 2 weeks to exams. Oh, and 4 projects to be handed up next week, plus test, test, TESTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great time to end. And what a horrible time to realise the fact that the dark gloom of exams have already begun overshadowing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to wake up, bird-rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-4373860971377143067?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/4373860971377143067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=4373860971377143067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4373860971377143067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/4373860971377143067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/01/todays-last-episode-of-jumong-ah-well.html' title='oh NOSE!'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8140769945786760598.post-2580694393837909213</id><published>2008-01-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:27:12.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of new</title><content type='html'>Been really a darn long time since I've updated, and you know, it's really all the PSP fault! Everyday Monster Hunter here, Monster Hunter that. Urgh. Been wanting to stop but the devil in the tiny little PSP has always been able to successfully win me over to continue PLAYING! So I decided to take a stand. If I can't resist the devil, well...make it disappear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to say...I've gave it to my sister till after the exams. Should have sufficient time to make amendments in countless hours wasted. Now I can finally rest peacefully without the devil hounding me every now and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm still too lazy to update about Jiangnan, and I dunno how to install the photoshop! =x Anyone can teach me? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140769945786760598-2580694393837909213?l=justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/feeds/2580694393837909213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140769945786760598&amp;postID=2580694393837909213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2580694393837909213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140769945786760598/posts/default/2580694393837909213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justpuresimplicity.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-of-new.html' title='Start of new'/><author><name>Betrand TAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
