<?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-4821037149689838048</id><updated>2011-08-02T04:31:37.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Life.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lennard</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>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-5586087996381656967</id><published>2010-05-29T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:44:10.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astro Outing! :D</title><content type='html'>Helloooooo! I know it's been forever since I've updated (and I don't know who reads, :O), but I'm going to post one anyway. ^_^v So many things are happening around me now, and I just need a break. Haha. SO, went out with Astro peeps yesterday to kinda do a farewell party for David and Kenneth cause they're going to NS! Yay! LOL. Went to Ayer Rajah food centre for dinner first, then followed by ice cream. Waffle ice cream was AWESOME. Played chinese chess with Nicholas while we were eating ice cream ROFL. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Clementi afterwards, with the horrible weather. Mooey was itching to play pool, but while we were walking there... It started to rain heavily, so we couldn't go. -.- Went lan to play L4D instead! Hahahahaha, mega fun. It's been a VERY VERY long time since I've TRULY HAD fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, it was extremely enjoyable! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was still something missing... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5586087996381656967?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5586087996381656967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5586087996381656967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5586087996381656967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5586087996381656967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/05/astro-outing-d.html' title='Astro Outing! :D'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1978172685343312619</id><published>2010-04-25T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:27:34.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无话可说</title><content type='html'>刚刚发生了一件令我一场欢喜一场空的事件,觉得自己好笨. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外表看起来很坚强的我, 其实内心里真的不堪一击...我真的没有那种坚韧不拔的毅力.我曾经说过要放弃, 我做不到.好了,我以为只要没有接触,沟通,就会没事;谁知,她真的上线了.毅力超弱的我不禁和她交谈了起来.... 眼看就要到达目的地了,我得到了,但却又因为自己笨手笨脚的,又失去了.我此时觉得好失望,好失望,就是一种说不上的失望.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不甘愿,便上了她的非死不可(facebook,&amp;nbsp;呵呵),&amp;nbsp;看见了我非常不愿看到的东西,可能是太失望了吧,这反而安慰了我,对自己说,我并没有失去整个世界.因为,上面写着她已经在交往了.有缘无分吧,只希她那段感情不是短暂的快乐,而是长久的幸福...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1978172685343312619?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1978172685343312619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1978172685343312619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1978172685343312619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1978172685343312619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='无话可说'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2148377274567272954</id><published>2010-04-18T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:25:27.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusion</title><content type='html'>Everything that's happening now, I guess I'm just really trying to be happy. I can't say that I'm totally unaffected, but not all out depressed either. Just a bit of... Heartache. And a lot of disappointment in myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I actually pick myself up and be strong again? I don't feel that the time for that is anywhere in the near future... I once said 2 years ago that it will be bleak. And yes, I passed it that time round, but this time I'm REALLY feeling it. It isn't stress. It's just some formless and shapeless and inexistent thingy that's actually lingering somewhere in my heart. Emptiness? No. I just can't use any form of words to describe this phase of my life that I'm going through right now (or will be going through) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I look back, it's just so hurting, it's not something that I'm sad over, more like I'm utterly disappointed and frustrated with myself. I will miss so many things. After 2 years, what will become of _____ that I'm hanging on to so much? My pillar of strength?&amp;nbsp;Will _____'s existence even be known then? Will _______ still be fine? I don't wanna say so many things. I don't really care what people say, but it's really weird. I've already overcome "others". Something that i might say 90% of the people can't do. And thus they&amp;nbsp;have low self esteems are insecure peeps. Yes I have overcome that, and I'm struggling with myself. A lot. Like what they say, it's true,&amp;nbsp;最难过的最终还是自己那一关...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2148377274567272954?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2148377274567272954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2148377274567272954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2148377274567272954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2148377274567272954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/04/delusion.html' title='Delusion'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2640952816492873997</id><published>2010-03-09T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:05:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY Kim Taeyeon.</title><content type='html'>I know I am a LITTLE late... But... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAEYEONNIE.TAENG.TAENGOO.BYUNTAENG.TAE TAE.KID LEADER. UMMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/S5UwogETwhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SrEwHUud6Iw/s1600-h/5f013f7f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/S5UwogETwhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SrEwHUud6Iw/s320/5f013f7f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my favourite pic of her. My wishes for you (If you ever see this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be successful in everything you do! (DJ-ing, MC-ing, Singing, dancing...)&lt;br /&gt;2) I hope that you'd get more rest! You're too busy...&lt;br /&gt;3) Please... I hope that you'll find the love of your life; your other half. :'(&lt;br /&gt;4) Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seng il chook ha hamni da~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seng il chook ha hamni da~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa rang ha nuen taeyeonnie~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seng il chook ha hamni da!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;생일축하함니다&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;생일축하함니다&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;사랑하는태연니,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;생일축하함니다 :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. From today onwards, 9th March will be an unforgettable date. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2640952816492873997?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2640952816492873997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2640952816492873997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2640952816492873997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2640952816492873997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-kim-taeyeon.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY Kim Taeyeon.'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/S5UwogETwhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SrEwHUud6Iw/s72-c/5f013f7f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-6572171028887406475</id><published>2010-03-08T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:22:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elated.. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: x-large;"&gt;8 and a half more hours! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6572171028887406475?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6572171028887406475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6572171028887406475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6572171028887406475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6572171028887406475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/03/elated.html' title='Elated.. ^^'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8464103855065470721</id><published>2010-03-06T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T05:51:21.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I seriously hope that I'll make it. Anyways I have to wait till 19th/20th of March (Sometime that week). I seriously wanted to keep mum about it... But seems like I can't do it lol. I just can't get over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my cue and pool.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss not eating nice food for 5 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the times where I can just go out whenever&amp;nbsp;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I will fucking miss astro,&amp;nbsp;some people and&amp;nbsp;the nice times and memories there cause I won't be going back anymore. (Another dream not fufilled)&lt;br /&gt;I will miss her, for I won't get to see&amp;nbsp; her everyday and all the cute things she does. &lt;s&gt;(It's not real, Lennard, wake up!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's my life and I made it this way. Can't do anything else about it. If you're Singaporean and you happen to be a male, I guess you'll have to go through this anyway? It's only a matter of time, I'm just starting and finishing earlier than people my age!... I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8464103855065470721?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8464103855065470721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8464103855065470721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8464103855065470721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8464103855065470721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/03/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1852074643030182099</id><published>2010-03-02T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:26:37.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March....</title><content type='html'>Yes! It's here! March!!! I will love March from now on. :D 1 week! Her birthday's coming up in one week! And my plans are foiled, I don't have enough inspiration to write a song for her! The chord progressions don't sound nice. Give up? =\ Have been wondering what I can do for her, but heck, not like she knows anyway. :( Ok this is the high part of the post. Next......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this seriously sucks. I don't like what I'm doing and I was thinking of going NS first. My mum was ok with it at first, then she strongly objected today! I was like wth?! I don't know what I'm doing, and what I'm going to do. This is nothing close to anything that I like and I don't want to stick with it for the rest of my life. And adding to that, my mum doesn't allow me to go NS now. She's so fickle minded, I swear. I don't want to be stuck with something that I don't like for the rest of my fucking life. I have a fucked up GPA, the people there like soccer and CS (not me) and they like to stay in their comfortable zone. Fuck that seriously. I seriously wanna give up and just get dismissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1852074643030182099?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1852074643030182099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1852074643030182099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1852074643030182099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1852074643030182099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html' title='March....'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7416451305143960153</id><published>2010-02-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:17:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who reads?</title><content type='html'>I have a serious feeling that my blog is dead already, and I'm going to try and revive it. Does anyone read?! At least do leave a tag? At least I know that someone's been here? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be the first day of my exams. I don't really wanna think about it. Maybe I shouldn't have defered and enlist into NS along with cek.&amp;nbsp;Now I'm screwed. I'm doing something that I don't like at all and the people there&amp;nbsp;- well lets just say we can't clique.&amp;nbsp;At least the 2 years will be useful to give me time to think through what I really want to&amp;nbsp;do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously hate people who&amp;nbsp;lump work and their personal life together. Cannot work = Cannot be friend? Wow. Seriously. FAIL. I despise this sort of people. Despite the&amp;nbsp;amount of knowledge they might have, these people are major failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so suppressed. I never should've stepped into something so foreign and I don't like. But thankfully, I'm quite glad that most of my juinors, (or those that have completed O's) have chosen SP over NP. Unlike the stupid and foolish me that fell for all those gimmicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life w/o regrets? No, I've not done it. Damn it, another regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7416451305143960153?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7416451305143960153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7416451305143960153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7416451305143960153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7416451305143960153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-reads.html' title='Who reads?'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5300796446410995239</id><published>2010-01-31T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:05:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa...?</title><content type='html'>Wow... This is so sad... No one comes to my blog anymore, perhaps I should close it down soon lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway with all the hussle of SHINee coming to Singapore and performing and stuff... I got one question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHEN IS SNSD COMING? YES WHEN? IF SHINEE COMES AND THERE'RE SO MANY CRAZY&amp;nbsp;FANGIRLS, THERE WILL BE A TON MORE OF CRAZY FANBOYS IF SNSD COMES, I FUCKING SWEAR. PLEASE COME TO SINGAPORE! IT'S SAFER THAN VIETNAM! SG SONES ARE CRAZY TILL THE EXTENT THAT GUY SONES ARE GOING TO SEE SHINEE TOO! PLEASE GG/SNSD, COME TO SG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5300796446410995239?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5300796446410995239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5300796446410995239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5300796446410995239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5300796446410995239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/01/whoa.html' title='Whoa...?'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6472634738362387707</id><published>2010-01-21T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:37:11.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>It's been almost forever since I've blogged now, &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shame on me for laughing at Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; so I'm just going to post one. Not like anyone actually reads anyway.&amp;nbsp;Suddenly just wanted to write&amp;nbsp;how I think and feel about some things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly - School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a year since I've been a student in Ngee Ann, and I must say... I'm not really liking it. The cons totally out balances the pros. Ok. At this point... Many people are going to say that poly sucks and bla... The FB groups... "Whoever said that poly is slack should be slapped." etc. Yes, yes. While we're busy lamenting... Does anyone ACTUALLY remember that we're&amp;nbsp;at TERTIARY level? Tertiary &amp;gt; Secondary. This means that we're at another level, and the work load and stress that we have to handle gets larger naturally, cause more is expected from us. We wouldn't have promoted if we were not capable of doing it. If poly really&amp;nbsp;sucks so much... Then i really pity the students in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much of the idea of poly that I hate, but rather the poly that I'M IN. It sucks TTM, seriously? I honestly regret&amp;nbsp;coming&amp;nbsp;into NP. I should've went SP instead. Let me do a comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Buses to NP from my house: 184, 154, 52. PRACTICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO BOARD&amp;nbsp;FROM&amp;nbsp;8.15-8.45. Takes 10-15 minutes. (I have to board these buses at 8.10 to be on time for class OR take 165 and transit to 151)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Buses to SP from my house: 14,166,106,185,105,147 and are barely have any passengers on board even during peak hours takes FIVE minutes.&amp;nbsp;Throw in an extra, it's just one MRT station away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) HILLS, HILLS AND MOUNTAINS AND HILLS. Is this good or bad? I've lost weight, got skinner, and my quads and calves are stronger and more toned.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SP - Not as many hills and mountains I guess?&lt;br /&gt;3) POOL - Recently became a part of my life. NP HAS NO CUESPORTS CLUB. Don't bother making one, they'll probably ask you just walk over to Bukit Timah plaza to play. Perhaps NP thinks that cuesports is gay or smth? BUT IT'S NOT.&lt;br /&gt;SP- Has tables, cues.&lt;br /&gt;4) NP = China, waterfalls and floods. It freaking floods in NP! I'm sure many of you have seen the vids.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SP - Haven't heard of any so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on forever, so I'll just move on instead. Stressful educational system, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly -&amp;nbsp;Studies&lt;br /&gt;This part of my life is inevitable. I HAVE to study. I put this under a different section cause I feel that it's different from school altogether. So far, 3 of my coursemates have withdrawn from school. I can't deny that I'm not tempted, cause I'm rather eager now to clear 2 years of NS away. Honestly, I don't even know why the fuck am I in this course, I don't like it, and it's not my forte. There's no element of interest at all. I can't cope with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Management - Gonna chiong tonight with my groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;DSS - No one's telling me anything to do I think they'll probably just mark me down cause I'm not part of their clique.&lt;br /&gt;MIEC - Doing now.&lt;br /&gt;PBA - Best, solo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;LMS&lt;/s&gt; - CLEARED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to flunk POA and MIEC if I don't study... If I fail MIEC one more time, I'll be off to army. And yes, indeed, it's stressful in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly - POOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yessss. I never knew how I got this to be a part of my life, but well it is now. However, if there was any scrap of talent in me, I would've been famous now. All the famous players in the world, started when they were like 6-10. The Pearl, The Magician, The Scorpion, The Kaiser, The Iceman... The list goes on. I'm like double that age and I still suck! Oh well,&amp;nbsp;this is Singapore, they don't give a fuck to cuesports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth - Astro.&lt;br /&gt;I am ever so thankful for Astro. If there's one thing that's good about NP, it's giving me the chance to get into NP&amp;nbsp;Astro,&amp;nbsp; knowing such awesome people, and getting more Astro knowledge. It's really something that I have interest and passion in.......... Woops... But having said that, I forgot! I'm in Singapore! &lt;s&gt;Future&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6472634738362387707?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6472634738362387707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6472634738362387707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6472634738362387707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6472634738362387707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5344195088240063790</id><published>2009-12-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:09:14.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What.The.Eff</title><content type='html'>Ok. I don't know why this is happening. December is like an extremely horrible month for me this year, 2009. It's like almost everything that's happening to me either saddens me or makes me extremely pissed and frustrated. I'm like failing everything and everyone else around me is driving crazy. Seriously, December 2009 sucks balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this like the 3rd post about my mum? Yes, she pissed me off again. Seriously,&amp;nbsp;what's there to expect? Today's Christmas right? 25/12/2009 sucks shit. It's the day where it's &lt;b&gt;GAME OVER &lt;/b&gt;for me, and my mum just HAD to piss me off. What the ___ shit. (I don't want to swear cause it's Christmas) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like this.&amp;nbsp;She was&amp;nbsp;planning to go to my sister's house to shop with her and see how my two nephews were. My mum left earlier in the day to Bedok (who knows why) and was returning home. She called me when she was at Kallang and asked me if I was ready. I said it was raining extremely heavily. She said she hoped that by the time she was back it wouldn't be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, she was at queenstown. She sent me a text saying that it wasn't raining and the weather was fine. I did not reply. After 10 minutes she called me. She was at Dover and she said that it wasn't raining. Ok. Up to this point, for those who don't get it, allow me to tell you what she was implying. It's simple. She was trying to say that I was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LYING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Seriously. I hate when people doubt me. I hate it when people say that I'm lying. I'm not _____. I don't lie for a living. I am not good at lying. Perhaps that's why people hate me cause I'm so ____ing frank and straightforward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December really sucks TTM. And oh, did I mention that I ____ed up big time yesterday? I guess getting ______ is going to be on hiatus, at least till Jan. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5344195088240063790?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5344195088240063790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5344195088240063790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5344195088240063790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5344195088240063790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/12/whattheeff.html' title='What.The.Eff'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8202920924784793918</id><published>2009-12-19T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:06:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woops!</title><content type='html'>It's like 3 in the morning now... I should be at camp... Yeah... SHOULD be... Fell asleep when I was bout to leave the house... My apologies to all the members of astro...&amp;nbsp;Thank you guys&amp;nbsp;for working so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... CASSANDRA'S BACK! Hahahaaha... Was telling her about the convo I had with Kylie! Can't remember much, didn't save convo, but anyway~~ here's what i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp;I was telling Kylie that I'm gonna have 4 wives! (YOU GUESS)... Bla...&lt;br /&gt;Cass: Sunny, Ty and PSH!&lt;br /&gt;Cass: Oh and FANYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Me (behind my comp), "Wtf? How? ROFLMAOLOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, yes the 2 sentences she typed...&amp;nbsp;In less than 2 secs! Hahaha! Very funny convo, hmm... Should be leaving the house in like 4 hours, and come back like 3 days later? Hahaha, actually no need worry lah, I'll be online in camp too! (I guess) hahahah. Since got internet and I'll be bringing my laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok see you guys, I'm gonna catch like 3 hours of sleep, bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8202920924784793918?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8202920924784793918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8202920924784793918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8202920924784793918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8202920924784793918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/12/woops.html' title='Woops!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8113952824551582357</id><published>2009-12-15T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:16:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can mothers be so unreasonable? FUCK LAH.</title><content type='html'>Fuck lah. I'm so fucking pissed right now. I'm seriously gonna keep fucking swearing in this fucking post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SERIOUSLY MAN, HOW CAN MOTHERS BE SO FUCKING UNREASONABLE? THEY OUR MOTHERS BIG FUCK AH? CAN BLAME US FOR EVERYTHING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "Actually, yesterday supposed to have sales one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked off, anticipated what she was going to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCKING HELL. SHE'S PROBABLY GONNA SAY IT'S CALLED I QUARRELLED WITH HER IN THE MORNING THEN SHE GOT NO SALES. EH SOMEONE TELL ME. GOT LINK OR NOT? NO LINK!!! WHAT THE FUCK MAN. SHE CANNOT&amp;nbsp;SELL&amp;nbsp;HER PRODUCTS, BLAME IT ON HER OWN INCOMPETENCY LAH. WHAT THE FUCK DOES IT HAVE TO DO WITH ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH DAMN SMART RIGHT. NO SALES BLAME ME, WHEN GOT SALES/ EXTRA COMMISSION WHY NEVER TREAT ME TO LIKE SOME HOTEL DINNER&amp;nbsp;OR SOMETHING? ALSO MY FAULT WHAT. EVERYTHING ALSO MY FAULT RIGHT? FUCKING HELL. BAD THINGS&amp;nbsp; ALL BLAME ME. GOOD THINGS THAT HAPPEN, YOU NEVER GET A SHARE OF IT. FUCK LAH. SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH ME, HOW TO RESPECT THIS SORT OF MOTHER. PLEASE. FILIAL PIETY IS LIKE OUT OF THE WINDOW WITH THIS SORT OF MUM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AS IF MY DAD WASN'T BAD ENOUGH. SERIOUSLY. FUCK MY LIFE. NO MEANING TO IT. FUCK THIS SHIT. THERE IS NO LIFE. WHOLE DAY STUDY FOR EXAM, RUSH FOR DEADLINES, GO HOME STILL FACE THIS SORT OF SHIT. NEED MONEY FROM FUCKING FATHER ALSO NEED TO THINK SO MUCH. CB LAH THIS SORT OF LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK GONNA LEAVE THE HOUSE NOW. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8113952824551582357?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8113952824551582357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8113952824551582357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8113952824551582357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8113952824551582357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-can-mothers-be-so-unreasonable-fuck.html' title='How can mothers be so unreasonable? FUCK LAH.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3019252999862679643</id><published>2009-12-12T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:33:05.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests.</title><content type='html'>Wow. So quickly, in another term, and after 2 months of holiday. I'll be entering year 2. Yes, MIEC test today. Honestly speaking, I'm quite disappointed with myself. I spent almost 6 hours yesterday altogether studying in the library and this morning from 7-10 all on econs. And I'm still going to flunk it. ?? Next is POA on Monday. Zzz. It's so hard. Only like 3 papers during common test and I'm struggling already. I really wonder what I'm going to do during the final exam, when BMGT (which I totally have no clue about), and DSS kicks in. Oh and more advanced programming. And whoever said that Poly is slack, should seriously die, lol. I realised that mugging is actually quite fun, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of your mugging, please DO NOT abandon your loved ones, or turn a deaf ear to them, be it your mum, your dad, or your Girlfriend/Boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3019252999862679643?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3019252999862679643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3019252999862679643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3019252999862679643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3019252999862679643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/12/tests.html' title='Tests.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6020061191439369266</id><published>2009-12-01T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:26:48.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Cries for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SxUYFvcm2bI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OfQjbW91ExE/s1600/83f8c97b0f61b0_full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SxUYFvcm2bI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OfQjbW91ExE/s320/83f8c97b0f61b0_full.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello. If you ever see this, (which&amp;nbsp;I think&amp;nbsp;it's never)&amp;nbsp;then you'd really understand. When I saw that piece of news/rumour, my heart seriously sank. I had no mood to do anything at all. I was in class, but I couldn't pay attention nor concentrate. I couldn't do the questions my teacher had assigned me to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went for lunch - alone. Played pool - couldn't focus, and lost horribly. It's just affecting me so greatly. I seriosuly hope you can really smile from your heart, but I can hardly find any pictures with you like that and I can't say - be like tha picture above. I understand that you're going through a lot of hard times now... But think of your 8 sisters! You've been through so much together, their umma; and now you just want to be someone normal? How is that possible? For 2 years, 1 month and 22 days, you've been their umma, advisor, mentor, and now after walking this far, you want to give up? Please don't! Persevere! We sone's are FOREVER behind you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Taeyeon Hwaiting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6020061191439369266?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6020061191439369266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6020061191439369266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6020061191439369266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6020061191439369266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-heart-cries-for-you.html' title='My Heart Cries for You'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/SxUYFvcm2bI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OfQjbW91ExE/s72-c/83f8c97b0f61b0_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-992487383722668149</id><published>2009-11-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:34:50.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>It's so weird... Why I feel so different all the time. Like sometimes, I feel so hard hearted. When at other times, I'm completely vulnerable and&amp;nbsp;i will think so much. ??? Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok 1 week really zoomed past. E learning week is now over. It's like 1-2 weeks more before exams? Lol, I don't even know. I can't study... If I fail MIEC 1 more time, I'm out. If I fail anything, Korean's out. What the hell... Seems like in SG, you can't really do what you want to do? It's just so stressful here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Monday. I hate Mondays, cause there's BMGT lecture and DSS. Somehow, it always rains during DSS. (Fallacy that association is causation) Ok, at least I remember something about MIEC. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to do stupid DSS, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-992487383722668149?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/992487383722668149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=992487383722668149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/992487383722668149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/992487383722668149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3318410346205009819</id><published>2009-11-20T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:44:49.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A NICE WAY TO CELEBRATE MY 100TH POST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/Swakp1T07ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Y-JHf-VdGIA/s1600/20091118_snsdconcert_572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/Swakp1T07ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Y-JHf-VdGIA/s320/20091118_snsdconcert_572.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a special way to celebrate my 100th post on my blog, &lt;a href="http://www.lennardwong.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lennardwong.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;! I get to celebrate this special occasion in conjunction with the sell out of the girls' tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is an occasion indeed to be celebrated! As some of you might already know,&amp;nbsp;SNSD's FIRST solo concert, asian tour, is held&amp;nbsp;in Seoul on the 19th and 20th of dec. 20th of Nov, will be a date that I will remember FOR LIFE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And guess what? All their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;12,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;tickets were sold out in &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;THREE, 3 MINUTES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; That is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tickets in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and approximately &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tickets &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;per second! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HOW AWESOME IS THAT? SERIOUSLY. (Credits to allkpop.com) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10000000000 Congratulations to you girls, please work hard and give us the best performance you've got! (I'll have to watch fan cams boo hoo.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SNSD, JJANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3318410346205009819?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3318410346205009819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3318410346205009819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3318410346205009819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3318410346205009819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-nice-way-to-celebrate-my-100th.html' title='WHAT A NICE WAY TO CELEBRATE MY 100TH POST!'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/Swakp1T07ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Y-JHf-VdGIA/s72-c/20091118_snsdconcert_572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-4504773588968774178</id><published>2009-11-18T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:21:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NGEOW MAKES MY DAY HAHAHAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>Just finished talking to Ngeow, omg... He NEVER fails to make me laugh! HAHAHAHA.First the cleaner = clerk thing, now this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what time u end today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but i got wing chun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and proj work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol i wasn't asking u to go pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm at home too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*$4.50/hour leh wa lao &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all the money we wasted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while i had access to it all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the experience there was priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*don't burst my bubble while i'm trying to console myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i played so horribly, felt like i was wasteing money more than gaining experience &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wasting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*for the fun times man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wait... burst what bubble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*figure of speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i use it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*don't bring me back to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but what situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so what's ur secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wad is it t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that i cannot burst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*?!?!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i think you know what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OH GOD MY FUCKING ENGLISH IS FAILING ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHAT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*IDK WHAT HAPPENED &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WA LAO U MASTER LVL ALR MESS UP BIG TIME TILL PPL DON'T UNDERSTNAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*don't know also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OOOOHHH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I UNDERSTAND ALR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*U THOUGHT "BURST BUBBLE" = BRING U BACK TO REALITY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennard. (: Forget about the past x2. Obsessions with &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SunYeonNy~~!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHHAHAHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND9XITtG0xw&amp;amp;feature=popt00us0f says:&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/4821037149689838048-4504773588968774178?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4504773588968774178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4504773588968774178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4504773588968774178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4504773588968774178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/ngeow-makes-my-day-hahahahahaha.html' title='NGEOW MAKES MY DAY HAHAHAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6174420912414428992</id><published>2009-11-18T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:12:57.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Hi, in LMS class now. Not exactly bored. class is very interesting haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occured to me,&amp;nbsp;some people can really be absolutely, extremely annoying. Why does every single class have black sheep like these? OMG. She's like so annoying. Doesn't think before she speaks? Doesn't have a brain? OMG. (I know I keep going OMG.) But that's how i really feel now.&amp;nbsp;Omg... It's just so frustrating! How do i always get associated with people like this?! Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my teacher is a Psychologist! It's so cool! I wish I could walk up that path too! But here I am stuck with business...&amp;nbsp;I mean it's so fun being in psychology! She is like teaching us acting now! T_T So regret not doing better for O's. ZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing. AM I FIERCE? There are like 3 girls who say that I'm fierce when I speak but I don't mean any harm! Lol... 2 of my classmates and 1 of my other female classmates from the other class. Am I really fierce? I really don't mean anything! Except for the one above. Perhpaps it's just me, zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6174420912414428992?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6174420912414428992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6174420912414428992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6174420912414428992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6174420912414428992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3603013067482155063</id><published>2009-11-13T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:29:31.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overjoyed and Depressed.</title><content type='html'>OK, EFF. Cass isn't online yet! I guess I just have to rant about it on here 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok... So went pool with Ivan, Tw, and Oxy? Idk his real name haha. And then we realised... NO POOL BUFFET. NO 3 HOURS $15, cause it's friday... Nonsense... Ended up playing for 2 hours on 1 table. -.- Then went to a coffee shop near my house for $2 chicken rice! LOL. Went over to Ivan's then went to school. (In the rain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan went for his Sport's camp thingy and Tw and I went for Astro.Went to the area behind Astro store heard Shu Xuan calling my name, lol. I thought there was some other Lennard or smth... Ended up it was really Shu Xuan and Hui Shan. LOL. And there was this year 3 senior called Jeremy? Lol. He MIA for don't know how long... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kenneth... Yu (Yew? idk!)&amp;nbsp;Bin, David, Leo,&amp;nbsp; blah came afterward. Then... I realised &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHU XUAN&amp;nbsp;WAS INTO KPOP! HAHAHHAHA. ;) She said she was into Drama for guys side (FT Island, you're beautiful. Yes Cass.) But into Girl's side for Music~. Yes she knows SNSD, but she doesn't know them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the best part. I was bored... And started playing Gee on Tw's Iphone. Then,&lt;br /&gt;Yu Bin: SNSD?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you a fan?&lt;br /&gt;Yu Bin: Yeah, I find them kinda cute... But I don't like WG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAH OWNED. But didn't ask him who he liked lah, he was talking abt astro stuff with the others. Wanted to bet with tw... If he likes Yoona, I pay&amp;nbsp;tw $5. If he likes Taeyeon,&amp;nbsp;tw pay me $5. HAHA. Didn't manage to get the answer in the end, lol. Oh and then Shu Xuan told me that Nicholas (some mia astro member) was MEGA into SNSD AND K-pop! I was like "I want to challenge him!!" See who&amp;nbsp;know more abt SNSD! HAHA. (Don't see me so hard working when studying ~.~) *Time to practise Gee Dance!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then carried scopes to LT 51, then went to Makan place for dinner. Kylie, Cass, and any other 2pm fan out there, what I'm abt to say is entirely, 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tow: I can't get those SNSD&amp;nbsp;anti's... They whole day say SNSD look like prostitutes, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(WHICH IS 1000000% NOT TRUE)&lt;/b&gt;, then their what&amp;nbsp;2pm also look like Gigolos right? Some of them look so gay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok I'm blogging abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DIDN'T SAY THIS. PANG TOW WEI DID.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please don't become ANTI SNSD cause tw said that, blame Tw, not the girls, thanks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Tw said, "I don't do girls." during Astro, which totally stumped Chin Hwee and I. Interesting fact eh? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I thought I could. But&amp;nbsp;I guess I really can't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3603013067482155063?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3603013067482155063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3603013067482155063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3603013067482155063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3603013067482155063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/overjoyed-and-depressed.html' title='Overjoyed and Depressed.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-9203766203619299831</id><published>2009-11-12T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:27:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Ok. So here I am on youtube, watching all of the Girl's live performances/fans cams.... From Gee to Him Nae... Etude to Genie. I wanna go see their &lt;b&gt;FIRST SOLO PEROFORMANCE, THEIR FIRST ASIA TOUR&lt;/b&gt; so badly! Being so excited here behind my comp makes me wonder how high I will be if I were really to be at their concert in Seoul/Bangkok/Shanghai? Yupp, that's right, NO SINGAPORE. Me being so excited here will also go to show how much I'll actually miss out if I don't attend their concert! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... If I'm not wrong... They'll be in Bangkok somewhere during my hols? No, I just checked. IT'LL DEFINITELY BE SOMETIME DURING my hols. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason stopping me: $$$, and I don't think my parents will allow me to travel alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I'm even thinking of telling my mum that it's a school trip thingy! Aw man... Things we do when we're desperate. Argh. Seriously. Screw SME. What's wrong with Singapore huh? Too small for you? Omg man... Don't they have any idea how many sones are the here in Sunny Singapore?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going on SSF everyday in hopes that there'll be news that goes smth like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Announcement! New location added in the Girls' Asia Tour - SINGAPORE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Even if there's no concert in Singapore, all the best, Girls! Give it your best shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;소녀시대 /&amp;nbsp;So Nyuh Shi Dae&amp;nbsp;JJANG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-9203766203619299831?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/9203766203619299831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=9203766203619299831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9203766203619299831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9203766203619299831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4943803167433458046</id><published>2009-11-08T03:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:10:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Blues.</title><content type='html'>Just finshed playing with Mitchell, Tow and Aaron. Suddenly, this just came up in my head. Don't ask me why lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my heart is flustered and I can't think straight, I'll just&amp;nbsp;forget everything and&amp;nbsp;listen&amp;nbsp;to your songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;drained and&amp;nbsp;and really&amp;nbsp;depressed,&amp;nbsp;the smile on your face&amp;nbsp;keeps me happy all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I feel weak and and have no will to study, your laughter perks me up and gives me power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may never&amp;nbsp;in your life&amp;nbsp;know of&amp;nbsp;insignificant little&amp;nbsp;me, but ___,&amp;nbsp;you're my one and only desire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-Lennard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This obsession is getting out of control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4943803167433458046?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4943803167433458046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4943803167433458046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4943803167433458046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4943803167433458046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-blues.html' title='Morning Blues.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-9158965633627765930</id><published>2009-11-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:38:29.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Boring Saturday.</title><content type='html'>Lol... Boring Saturday. Stayed at home, and played dota? Lol... Woke up at 11, played till 1. Then went so sleep? For like 4 hours till 5?&amp;nbsp;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lately, I have a craving for noodles! LOL. At home... I cook noodles... Even when I went out just now... I ordered noodles, again! Whoa... My stomach's really weird. Must be because I could only eat noodles/porridge while I was sick for these two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and while I was taking my four hour nap, I dreamt that I was Ryu! I was shooting a Shinkuu Hadou-Ken upwards! How cool is that? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks for being my drving power to study, Jelly. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-9158965633627765930?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/9158965633627765930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=9158965633627765930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9158965633627765930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9158965633627765930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-boring-saturday.html' title='Another Boring Saturday.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5334699229018888844</id><published>2009-11-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:03:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick... AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Ok... So... My 2 days of MC is officially over. Bad throat,bad cough, not a good combination.&amp;nbsp;I swear it was like hell these 2 weeks... I've already consulted the doctor 3 times... Can you believe that? Wanted to ask for a jab, LOL. I swear a jab gets rid of everything...&amp;nbsp;Zzz... Back to school back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Sorry all, I can't seem to find any more ZOMGWTFFBBQOWNZ SO CUTE! SNSD gifs... Maybe some other time yeah! Short post, night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5334699229018888844?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5334699229018888844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5334699229018888844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5334699229018888844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5334699229018888844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick-again.html' title='Sick... AGAIN.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6155403729011611827</id><published>2009-10-30T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:15:30.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween~!</title><content type='html'>ello all! Happy Halloween! Today was&amp;nbsp;a pretty eventful day I guess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Tw and Ngeow for haircut at Tom's then we went to school to collect our yearbook? I'm like speechless? Lol... I sms-ed Miss Thio at like 2 plus? She replied me at 7 hahaha. Played pool with Tw and Ngeow...&amp;nbsp;John, Joel and Daniel joined us afterwards...&amp;nbsp;Played Wii... It was boxing right? Yeah, dam fun! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with them at FC 5 at SP... And played Aladdin Poker! Super fun! Forfeits&amp;nbsp;were great! Everyone was sporting hahaha! Ok I missed out on a lot of details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE IN ACTUAL FACT I JUST&amp;nbsp;WANT TO UPLOAD THE GIFS&amp;nbsp;I WANT PEOPLE TO&amp;nbsp;SEE,&amp;nbsp;HERE. ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/?action=view¤t=021225.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="SNSD" border="0" src="http://i901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/021225.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunny Eating!!! OMG *LOVE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/?action=view¤t=2v8ofmg.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/2v8ofmg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favourites! TaeNy "kissing"!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/?action=view¤t=021226.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i901.photobucket.com/albums/ac216/lennard388/021226.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one is the best one! Hahaha! They're so kid-like and dorky! Expected of&amp;nbsp;Taengoo and Sunny!&amp;nbsp;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Omg! The last one is so cute!!! I MEGAAAA LOVE&amp;nbsp;SUNYEONNIIEEEE! &amp;lt;3333333333&amp;nbsp;Credits to ~BunnyJun and Soshified! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. I will upload more for you guys to enjoy! Haha! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6155403729011611827?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6155403729011611827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6155403729011611827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6155403729011611827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6155403729011611827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween~!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-197316718696945139</id><published>2009-10-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:06:04.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Hello, mega short day today? Woke up late due to medication + Can't squeeze on the bus = SUPER LATE. Hahaha. Class starts at 8.30, I reached school at 9. -.- Figured I'll be late, so might as well just go to Makan Place and grab a bite? LOL. In the end, I grabbed many many many bites. Ok. I ate Yong Tau Foo. LOL. I'm like addicted! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached class at 9.30 with everyone looking at me lol. Adelaine didn't see me lol! She just kept watching the video. (Don't get any funny ideas... Adelaine is my LMS&amp;nbsp;teacher, she isn't local so her surname...&amp;nbsp;Yeah, you get the idea.) Class ended at 10.30 after watching the movie WOOTS. Sms-ed Ngeow but he doesn't want to play pool cause he wanted to play guitar hero with John and co. So I went home to rot, till like now. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home... At lunch and took medicine... Just woke up LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, something really funny happened when I was on the way to school this morning. Idk why, but I saw Kylie AGAIN at the SIM bus stop. She wanted to wave, but after that she stopped and gave the "Wait a minute, is that Lennard?" face HAHAHAHAHA. Priceless! OMG. I wish I had taken a video of it and posted it on facebook! HAHAHA. I swear it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Force of power that's driving me now, SNSD (Taeyeon, Sunny), unbelievable but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-197316718696945139?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/197316718696945139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=197316718696945139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/197316718696945139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/197316718696945139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3182469692654893154</id><published>2009-10-26T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:51:09.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible.</title><content type='html'>I'll try to blog everyday now, since I'm so bored doing nothing lol. I realised that I cannot live a day without Taeyeon's "Can you Hear me" and "If". &lt;s&gt;Is this considered an addiction/obsession?&lt;/s&gt; It's like drugs, I will die if I don't take it. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taeyeon's awesome voice woke me up at 7.30am in the morning with Genie, and went for PBA. Learnt a couple of cool stuff, link pictures with buttons. Guess I don't need to say whose pictures I chose right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMGT was boring... Was listening to SNSD songs while taking down some notes... DSS was just a complete disaster... Just Lesson after Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Kylie, thanks for saving me this morning today. You won't know why, but it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I feel horrible these few days. I don't know why, I just feel so down and useless. Straying to the path of Tow Wei....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3182469692654893154?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3182469692654893154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3182469692654893154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3182469692654893154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3182469692654893154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/impossible.html' title='Impossible.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8610060364379881193</id><published>2009-10-25T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:11:35.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh eff.</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been posting lately... Because there's only one thing that's stopping me from do so, and that is the lyrics of Taeyeon's OST "Can You Hear Me". :( If I were to keep posting then people (and myself) won't be able to see it anymore. These songs mean so much to me. "Can You Hear Me" and "I Thought You Were Mine". :( Maybe I should change to Taeyeon's "If" soon? I mean I love all of Taeyeon's songs! Wonder when she's going to be singing the another OST for another drama? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching HMF, I mean finished watching. Because they cancelled the show after episode 6 due to low ratings!!! WTH? I would do anything&amp;nbsp;just to watch HMF!! Grrr. Perhaps Koreans are already bored of their own shows... SM should seriously consider coming into Singapore's market. Well, afterall, there are MEGA FANS LIKE ME. Haha. SNSD JJANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and recently... I've began to like Sunny! Hahah! Sunyeonnnieeee! OMG so cute. Putting Taeyeon and Sunny together = MEGA NUCLEAR AEGYO PLANT. They're just so good together omg... Sunny's acting is good! (IMO)&amp;nbsp;Hahahaha. She's like crazy over Lee Bumsoo? LOL. Hugged him for so long! =\ &lt;s&gt;(When it should be me.)&lt;/s&gt; And I don't think Taeyeon can really act...&amp;nbsp;As compared to her sisters. Is that considered as a flaw? No, cause she's awesome. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Aaron&amp;nbsp; bought a Jet too! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes blog about today? Fuck, I woke up with a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Enjoy Taeyeon's "Can You Hear Me" while you're reading my blog. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8610060364379881193?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8610060364379881193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8610060364379881193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8610060364379881193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8610060364379881193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-eff.html' title='Oh eff.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-788337808188823940</id><published>2009-10-16T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:26:57.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every song is singing my heart out.</title><content type='html'>Ok... Unable to go for Astro training camp due to flu. Sian at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occured to me. It makes no sense for me to not put Taeyeon's song as my BGM when I'm such a big fan of her! I hope anyone who reads my blog to know that Taeyeon is not only a great leader in SNSD, but she sings very, very well&amp;nbsp;solo. Appreciate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so ironic... My idol, singing a song about how I feel. This is Taeyeon's "Can you Hear Me.", Beethoven Virus' OST. I swear it is an awesome song, full of meaning. Here are the translated lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it hurts but a little, tears form&lt;br /&gt;My heart screams out&lt;br /&gt;If I pass in front of you, beside you&lt;br /&gt;You were my whole world&lt;br /&gt;I want only you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't breathe when I'm in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if you weren't my destiny&lt;br /&gt;As if this was just a fleeting moment&lt;br /&gt;Next to you, who just let me go so easily&lt;br /&gt;I go closer to you step by step&lt;br /&gt;Although I cannot move at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me restless, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, like a child&lt;br /&gt;I want to just laugh it off instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closer I get to you&lt;br /&gt;Although I get more scared&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cannot stop this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it just my love that is late&lt;br /&gt;Why is it just my love that is hard&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm right in front of you, although I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;You were my whole world&lt;br /&gt;I see only you&lt;br /&gt;But when when I'm in front of you, I always look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if you were my very last&lt;br /&gt;As if it were my very last moment&lt;br /&gt;Next to you, who just let me go so easily&lt;br /&gt;I go closer to you again step by step&lt;br /&gt;Although I cannot move at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me restless, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, like a child&lt;br /&gt;I want to just laugh it off instead&lt;br /&gt;The closer I get to you&lt;br /&gt;Although I get more scared&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cannot stop this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If even from a long distance&lt;br /&gt;I could look upon you&lt;br /&gt;That's what you call love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If perhaps this yearning, this longing&lt;br /&gt;When it sounds, when it touches&lt;br /&gt;Please just act like you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Although the closer I get to you, the more scared I get&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cannot stop this love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-788337808188823940?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/788337808188823940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=788337808188823940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/788337808188823940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/788337808188823940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-song-is-singing-my-heart-out.html' title='Every song is singing my heart out.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-301384688811301507</id><published>2009-10-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:33:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astro meeting.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Havent been blogging regularly lately. I'm so bored now, guess I'll just blog... Met up with my uncle today and went to Beauty World to settle some stuff... After which I walked to school... I realised that it was only 4.00pm! So early! :O Meeting starts at 5.00pm... Stoning... And went to Makan Place to eat E mee. Ok lah... Not bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Makan Place after buying watermelon juice... Heading towards blk 72&amp;nbsp;#03-08 when I saw Mannan... It was drizzling...&amp;nbsp;Lol... He was going to book loft for training camp and I was heading towards the security booth to get the classroom door open... So we walked together... Asked the security guard to open the door and I headed back to the classroom... Went into the stuffy classroom and immediately switched on the air-con. Lol...Stoned for a while then Lynette came in. (Shocked that she was the first one, thought it'll be Mannan or Leo) She smiled, so I waved back... Tow Wei came next... Grumbling about how long the journey was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Felicia... Then Leo with Mannan, Nelson and Edison, Aizat then lastly Chai Kee... Talked about training camp, and ANE camp...&amp;nbsp;I had to lend my laptop to Aizat as he left his in SU... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BJ with Tw, Ngeow, Xj and Giap... Talked about funny stuff (Ben Tan and Jaime) over dinner ROFL LMAO. Then walked to the bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after they all boarded the bus, I saw Aaron! LOL! He was playing pool with his classmates... He was telling me something about attending some guitar crash course that his school required him to... Taught&amp;nbsp;him like 5 simple chords lol... He was complaining that his fingers hurt. -.- After that his bus came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home - alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-301384688811301507?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/301384688811301507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=301384688811301507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/301384688811301507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/301384688811301507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/astro-meeting.html' title='Astro meeting.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7315355613378748955</id><published>2009-10-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:06:45.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Songs</title><content type='html'>I started to like Korean Songs recently... I just realised the beauty of these songs... They lyrics are really meaningful, and the songs are really melodious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNSD... They're songs are really awesome! Or rather OST Queen's songs are awesome. :DThink I'l be changing my BGM again, this time to either "If" or "Can you Hear me". Really very good songs... The lyrics... They mean so, so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why... I'm feeling really confused and depressed lately. These songs can actually make me... Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I'm down, I'll look at these few vids, they NEVER fail to put a smile on face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Xwqm1OzMvQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Xwqm1OzMvQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DO1tU1fx9qY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DO1tU1fx9qY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBTP9UmK7cI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBTP9UmK7cI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who's next that will&amp;nbsp;occupy the seat next to me without leaving after&amp;nbsp;severely vandilising it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7315355613378748955?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7315355613378748955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7315355613378748955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7315355613378748955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7315355613378748955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/korean-songs.html' title='Korean Songs'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1404235076810956496</id><published>2009-10-03T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:52:12.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Astro</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Astro after eating Macs with Lynette, Leo, and Leslie! So qiao right? All our names begin with "L". HAHAHA. Not going into detail... I just want to show you guys a song that I've been listening too. It's "I thought you were mine". One of the songs from Cinderella Man (SNSD Yoona's Korean Drama) and it's REALLY NICE. Not to mention that they lyrics are just beautiful... Here are the translated lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First Verse*&lt;br /&gt;Why do you mae me love you...&lt;br /&gt;Why do you make my heart race...&lt;br /&gt;Don't you understand...? &lt;br /&gt;Everything I say means I love you...&lt;br /&gt;I should stop here so I won't get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;My feet stop but my heart keeps going to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you saying that I love you...&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you'll leave me...&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me I don't think I can ever love again...&lt;br /&gt;I should send you away...&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like you should be mine...&lt;br /&gt;So my heart won't listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Second Verse*&lt;br /&gt;The world tells me to forget you...&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like it keeps sending you to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Climax*&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine like this...&lt;br /&gt;I still had the dreamlike days I spent with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;I'm the idiot that can't even say I love you...&lt;br /&gt;I am the tear that you hid behind your smile...&lt;br /&gt;It feels like there's a&amp;nbsp;crack in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;And even if I block it with all my might...&lt;br /&gt;It's already filled with you...&lt;br /&gt;What should I do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I feel now? Zzz... Hoping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1404235076810956496?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1404235076810956496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1404235076810956496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1404235076810956496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1404235076810956496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-from-astro.html' title='Back from Astro'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4885556651994362953</id><published>2009-09-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:37:34.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The torture is now officially over.</title><content type='html'>Finally! The long awaited! Ahh~~~ Feel somehow relieved, heart's at ease now... Haha. Oh, and it's weird... I have to log in to my gmail account now... And not my hotmail... Shit, must have done something to my google account... Argh... Need to reset stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my SAMSUNG JET! I don't care! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4885556651994362953?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4885556651994362953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4885556651994362953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4885556651994362953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4885556651994362953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/torture-is-now-officially-over.html' title='The torture is now officially over.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6710416584441403474</id><published>2009-09-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:17:01.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack up updates. Had been watching... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SruJ8IpLu0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/bBisEy7xAwA/s320/yoona.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cinderella Man! Haha, Chionged for two days... Yoona's acting pretty good actually... Considering the fact that she's only 2 years older than I am? LOL. Honestly... All Yoona fans should watch it. OMG.&amp;nbsp;It has one kissing scene! Argh... Lucky Kwon Sang-Woo... And that guy has one hell of a body, and he's like 14 years older than Yoona!? Wa lao... Get to&amp;nbsp;kiss her...&amp;nbsp;ZZZ. I won't upload his pics... In case people think that I'm gay or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am more of a Taeyeon fan, but SNSD fan in general... If Taeyeon ever acts in any drama, I will definitely watch it!!! Haha! Too bad she has only acted in the Variety show "We got married"? Lol. I swear never to watch that... I'll get fits or something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh... And I dreamt of her again, I think I'm going need a Psychiatrist or something... Lastly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;TAEYEON JJANG! 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Lol... Been thinking of&amp;nbsp;2643542 the whole day... The worst thing is that the other party doesn't even know... Thinking and watching "Hello Baby"... Guess that's the only thing that's going to cheer me up? Hope there's astro tomorrow, since there's no email coming in... Haiz... And I think results will be coming in tomorrow as well? Sian x 9012743 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8388882184613948348?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8388882184613948348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8388882184613948348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8388882184613948348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8388882184613948348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/mood-swing.html' title='Mood Swing.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6965669909227390882</id><published>2009-09-17T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:40:12.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebrations.</title><content type='html'>First things first. Today's the 17th of Sep, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll try blogging about things that happened these few days? But I really don't feel like going into details about every single day zzzz. So bascially.... My dad brought me to some place for their international buffet... Crazy food there, it's been a while since I've been there... They've got black pepper crabs... Tiger prawns the size of your palm, fresh raw oysters... Sashimi (Salmon, Maguro, Tai and Squid) Sushi... Baked cheese oysters/scallops... 佛跳墙... Crocodile Soup.... Shark's Fin... Yeah so I ate these... My favourite is of course the baked cheese oyster. It's THE BEST. &amp;nbsp;Oh... And they also have Teppanyaki... You can choose your beef, chicken, lamb, salmon, shishamo, and all sorts of vegetables and they'll fry it for you... Damn good. For dessert, they have a variety, from cakes, to jello. The cakes there are awesome! Black forest cakes, blueberry cheesecake (OMG) and they have chocolate fondue! WTH. The skewer strawberries, marshmallows, grapes individually, and you can take these sticks and stick them in the chocolate fountain. CRAZY I SWEAR. Cek will have fits. LOL. Ok that's about it? ALL THE FOOD I MENTIONED, FREE FLOW AH, CAUSE IT'S BUFFET. Ok, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit... This year's one of my most memorable birthdays.... (Last year's one sucked due to O's) Went to sakae for lunch.... (Ivan and Mitchell's treat. Haha) So many people were there, I'm really touched... Ivan, Mitchell, Shim, Ngeow, Terence, Alex, Tw, Giap Hong... Everyone wished me happy birthday haha... Ate till like 5+... Then we went for pool... Think I'm getting the hang of it somehow, lol... After went for dinner at BJ's, Ngeow passed Shim and I the vouchers... So I paid like $2? LOL. Then as I was eating... Mitchell surprised me with my birthday cake! (He lied that he was going to toilet at Cityvibe, I fell for it like a ton of bricks cause I trust him the most, they ALWAYS USE MITCHELL TO TRICK MEEEE! ZZZ.) They sang a birthday song for me with everyone watching LOL. Then the drink stalll uncle treated me to a drink in exchange for a slice of cake haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone... Honestly... It's been like 7 years since I had a cake for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ngeow's house after that to refrigerate the cake and slack. Then Ngeow took out his 10.1 +&amp;nbsp;mega pixel camera and started snapping. Pictures on &amp;nbsp;facebook! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I wonder if birthday wishes REALLY come true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6965669909227390882?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6965669909227390882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6965669909227390882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6965669909227390882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6965669909227390882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-celebrations.html' title='Birthday Celebrations.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6207000408136724359</id><published>2009-09-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:00:18.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Trust me, even though it's my birthday today, I'm VERY LAZY to blog about what happened over the last &lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; 3 days. Will blog when I don't feel so lazy k? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Imagine if I have either Taeyeon or _______ for my birthday present, I'd be the happiest guy in the world. Oh, and Happy Birthday to me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6207000408136724359?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6207000408136724359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6207000408136724359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6207000408136724359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6207000408136724359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday.html' title='Birthday.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5837531764949571737</id><published>2009-09-13T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:49:08.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Birthday Celebrations.</title><content type='html'>3 more days to my birthday! Hee. &amp;nbsp;(Hint) LOL. Ok.... Yesterday, my mum brought me to my favourite restaurant to celebrate my my early birthday! 鼎泰丰!! I swear the Xiao Long Bao's there are AWE.SUM. Ate the Pork Chop Rice too! (MUST EAT.) Ate and went home after that. (Note: I didn't sleep for 36 hours?) Went home and just slept the whole day through. Got Ang Bao! Not going to disclose how much I got. :P Went home after that, but I wasn't that tired... Maybe it's cause it isn't as draining watching the beautiful&amp;nbsp;night sky than being on the computer, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner just now with my mum... And I just realised something... I'm going to be very very down these 2 weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5837531764949571737?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5837531764949571737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5837531764949571737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5837531764949571737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5837531764949571737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-birthday.html' title='Early Birthday Celebrations.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7493580037034172629</id><published>2009-09-12T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:57:23.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astro Overnight! 11/09/09 - 12/09/08</title><content type='html'>What the hell's wrong with blogger? Every time I click the "New Post" link some weird page appears... Be it on my desktop, or my on my laptop. Be it viewing blogger in IE, Firefox or Chrome! Wth is happening?? Argh, Please some one help me solve this problem! Not so bad lah... At least now I can upload pictures. (: The icon wasn't even there when I was using my desktop! Extremely infuriating. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it's been almost 3 weeks since I've last touched my laptop! :O I didn't really need to use it, since it's the holidays now and&amp;nbsp; I only use my desktop to youtube and stuff, might as well just use my desktop all the way! Hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really into SNSD nowadays, hahaha! I spend my time youtube-ing about them! LOL! Yes, yes... I know most of them are (might be) plastic... But I'm sure one of them isn't, and she's my favourite! It's none other than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SqsjororaiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LGPohZ4WFYQ/s1600-h/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SqsjororaiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LGPohZ4WFYQ/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Taeyeon! Taeyeon jjang! Although I think that this hairstyle doesn't really suit her... The other one is cuter! Sweet looking and pretty! Makes me :DDD for the WHOLE day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the topic! Astro overnight was awesome! Had a lot of fun! Seriously! Went to Makan Place for dinner first, YONG TAU FOO! HAHA! I think I can call myself a Yong Tau Foo addict already, LOL. Ate two bowls of rice, expecting that Astro's overnight is going to be energy draining. And yes, I was right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with lecture, by Nizam. Lecture was interesting! We learned about dwarf planets... I remember my stuff ok! In 2006, by IAU... A planet must have these 3 characteristics to be classified as a "planet". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It must be in hydrostatic equilibrium.&lt;br /&gt;2)It must be orbiting around a star.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3)It must have cleared its' neighbourhood, free from debris etc. &lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;33 Astro! =DDD Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannan had planned a game for us after that! He asked us if we'd still like to continue to play the game because the attendance was too little, in the end we still said yes, we can't let his efforts go to waste right? Hehe. It's a very simple game of scissors, paper stone. There are 5 stages, egg, worm, chicken, gorilla/chimpanzee and superman/superhuman! Haha! If you win, you "evolve" if you lose, you revert back to the previous form! Hahaha. So, you're supposed to find your own "kind" and play with them. To make the game more fun, "eggs" were only allowed on the first level (of blk 56), worms and chickens on the second level; chimps/gorilla and superhumans/superman on the 3rd floor! So we had to run up and down, promoting and demoting! Very fun! Hahaha! After one round, to make things even more difficult for us, he added in 3 more evolution stages! Uber fun! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, everyone was sweaty and tired, but we were all in high spirits. We went back to LT51C and Leo was zzzzz in there LOL! Leo said that we were early, so the committee screened a movie for us, it was "QUARANTINED" at first,but I strongly protested because that movie is HORRIBLE! So Mannan showed us another movie, "FINAL DESTINATION 4". Woots, didn't get a chance to watch it since it is rated M18, but oh well, I watched it! :D Oh, I must say that it isn't as nice as the other three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that came the best part! Night walk! OMG man... Seriously... Night walk in the midst of 7th month past midnight, is INSANE. I felt so uncomfortable through the WHOLE walk zzz. And I really got to admit, that Gilbert scared the SHIT out of me LOL. It was a long, arduous walk. The route was horribly long. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was night orb! Wee! Fun fun fun! :D Kenneth and David really taught me a lot, enlightened me about constellations and nebulae! Thanks a lot! :) Hmm... What did I see... Betelgeuse... Rigel... Procyon...&amp;nbsp; Orion Nebula... And many more!! Didn't sleep the whole night, as I was carefully observing the nightsky...&amp;nbsp; Went to Macs with shim at arnd 4... Slept back at class room at 6.30-7.30 only for 1 hour? Yeah. Helped Leo and the rest pack up, and headed home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I almost died for 2 seconds during lecture... She's god-like, so YOONA-ISH, the same emotions and expressions, ever so guileless. No matter how great Yoona and Taeyeon are, they can never fill up that space in my heart, for she's irreplaceable... When will she ever know... Zzz.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1252725608050"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1252725608051"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7493580037034172629?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7493580037034172629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7493580037034172629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7493580037034172629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7493580037034172629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/astro-overnight-110909-120908.html' title='Astro Overnight! 11/09/09 - 12/09/08'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/SqsjororaiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LGPohZ4WFYQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-4468530360059267234</id><published>2009-09-06T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:12:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion.</title><content type='html'>Heyy all, didn't post yesterday as there was nothing much to post about. Was just at Ivan's house the whole day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning, say 9? And did nothing but ROT. OMG. There's really nothing to do during the poly holidays! :O Rot till 1... And took/fell asleep HAHA. Slept till around 4+ and went online again.. At around 5 Meng talked to me... Asked me to go to Kbox... Lol... I can't sing for nuts, and it will cost like $28? OMG. Settled for dinner in the end after agreeing to meet at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was late. -.- The earliest to reach was Jun Yao. He reached at like 6.30? Rofl. I had been stoning at West Coast Plaza like since 6.10? Haha. Anyway Cheng, Meng and Hong Chuen reached at around 7 plus... It's been a long time since I've seen them... A pity that Aaron couldn't come, or rather, he was unreachable. -.- Ate at formosa... Some new restaurant I guess, where they served chinese food... I ate Macaroni? Food there is average imo, and the prices are reasonable. Paid like $5+. Talked quite a lot while eating. Haha, really miss this group of friends that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went walking around West Coast Plaza after dinner. To my surprise, it is bigger than I had expected it to be, LOL. It owns Cityvibe anytime, haha. Walked around just going window shopping, yeah. Then Jun Yao walked in to Cold Storage, wonder what he was buying... He bought a Chicken Sausage? And Meng and I bought bacon roll. OMG! It's really nice! It's like sausage wrapped with bacon! Some What like BJ! Hahahaha! Walked around to The Nike Factory Store or something like that... The things there are relatively cheaper compared to other nike outlets...  Then we went to buy bubble tea haha. So cheap lah... $1 per cup. Unlike sweettalk, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken came over afterwards... And was saying that his dad has a job for him and Jun Yao? Somewhere at Courts... Basic salary is like $6/hr, and they give a 5% commision for everything you sell! That's a lot of money! Zzz, hope that they still have slots, haha. I better get Ken's contact. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that they went to Meng's place to watch a horror movie? Lol. I guess they're still there? Lol. So they went to Meng's house and now I'm at home blogging. Till next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I think Jun Yao changed for the better and is much more mature now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4468530360059267234?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4468530360059267234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4468530360059267234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4468530360059267234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4468530360059267234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunion.html' title='Reunion.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1828962744510228018</id><published>2009-09-04T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:16:59.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym + Astro</title><content type='html'>OK. Here to update! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11+... and prepared to go to the gym with Shim, Tw and Xj... Went there and chionged 3 sets? Lol. Realised that I can do more, haha. Went to Makan Place for lunch after that. Seriously, Yong Tau Foo FTW! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr. Kok after lunch, and had a chat with him about my academics... Ain't going to say much in detail... Went to meet Ngeow after that, and headed over to Bukit Timah Plaza because he wanted to get new strings... He bought elixir strings! YEAH! Went to Ngeow's house, Alex cam over. :O Slacked for a while... Then went down to have uncle kee's chicken rice! Today's one tasted EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tw, Shim and I then headed back to school to attend Astro! Today's attendance was PATHETIC. There were only 3 &lt;b&gt;MEMBERS&lt;/b&gt;. Shim, Tw and I. -.- The rest were all from comittee and alumni! WTH. And also because.... (cannot say) that made Astro extremely sucky today! ZZZZ. Oh well... Hope next week's astro will be better. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1828962744510228018?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1828962744510228018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1828962744510228018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1828962744510228018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1828962744510228018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/gym-astro.html' title='Gym + Astro'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1422625652521539874</id><published>2009-09-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:56:58.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>Here to update again. :) Slept at 4am this morning, and woke up at 8.15am to attend BSTA special test. Didn't study crap... LOL. I deserve it. Haha, no regrets, no complains. Reached the exam venue on time. Opened the paper, and realised that if I had studied, I could've at least gotten a pass? No, this isn't regretting. Lol. Handed in my paper at 10.00am sharp as I just wanted to get out of that place and go home. So, my holiday kid of commences today? Nothing special about it, hope that I can get a job, cause I want my &lt;b&gt;Takamine!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Mac, and bought a big breakfast home. Enjoyed it thoroughly! :) Oh no,I think I'm getting addicted to Big Breakfast! :O That was around 11.00am just now? OMG, I've been on the comp for 10 hours, straight. Wasting my time. Could've earned $50 even if the pay's only $5/hr. Grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Ivan's house to play guitar! But he sprained his 3 of his fingers...Zzz. So untimely. Ohohoh! But it's alright! I have &lt;b&gt;ASTRO&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow! Yes! Finally! A time when I can seriously let loose and enjoy myself for the beauty(ies) of this world never ceases to amaze me! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. There was this REALLY freaky guy sitting in front of me during the exam. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1422625652521539874?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1422625652521539874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1422625652521539874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1422625652521539874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1422625652521539874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7615189840595266246</id><published>2009-09-01T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:19:54.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day and Ngeowie's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>HELLO! Was really fun yesterday! Woke up at 8+, and met Tow Wei and Mitchell at MACS for breakfast! Big breakfast! After that, we headed down to school to meet Xj and Giap... Had to go to school before 11.30 because the teachers had some lunch at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to sign in and take passes at the security post... So lechay... Lol... They said that the event wasn't over and asked us to wait in the canteen. -.- So we did. At around 11, we walked up to the staff room to see our teachers... Didn't see any of our teachers at first... OH and Tow Wei saw his "sec 3 math teacher" bullshit lah... First teacher we saw was Mr.Liew I think... The moment he walked out, before we could even say "HELLO, MR.lIEW", he was already being swarmed by girls who were dying to give him presents... Oh ya first thing he said was, "I wonder who are these Ah bengs ah?" -.- Lol... Seems like teachers have the impression that Long Hair = Ah Beng. Lol and my hair isn't even that long... I wonder what they will say if they have seen shim... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh wait! The first teacher we saw wasn't Mr.Liew! It was Wang Lao Shi!!! HAHAHAHAHA! First thing she commented on was about 苏水瓶/苏水壶 hahaha! (is this Giap Hong's Surname? Lol) Then she went over and talked about how big Tow Wei's head is HAHAHAHAHA! DAMN FUNNY LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Mr.Liew for a while... Then he asked us if we wanted to see any teachers... So we asked if we could ask Miss.Lee (oops Mrs.Mak) and Miss.Thio... to come out. Miss Lee came out and chatted with us for a while... Talked about so many things... Haha and Miss Lee said that Giaps Hong's hair was like the Korean drama the F4 guys... Hahaha. "This sort of hair confirm got girlfriend one." Haha. We kept telling the teachers how slack SP is... LOL! Miss Thio came up from the stairs nearest to the gate (don't know why) and was being swarmed by her sec 5's... We talked to Miss Thio for a while... (Oh we went empty handed) She went in the staff room and took our chocolate coated marshmallows for us! We felt so bad because it was teachers' day, we didn't have anything for her and she was giving us stuff instead... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that... Xj wanted to see Mr.Choy... But Miss Thio said that he was busy because Christopher was trying to enter the school once again. Saw him running up the stairs... I looked down and saw Mr.Lee Yew Meng talking to Christopher... Lol... Guess they couldn't let him in after the bomb incident... After a long talk, Christopher finally left. Mr. Choy finally came down and chatted with us... He said that Christopher was very difficult the last time round he came and almost wanted to beat up the security guard. LOL? He gave a sarcastic laugh when he heard that Mitchell is transferring to poly LOL. It was almost time already... The teachers had to go for the lunch thingy. When Mr.Choy left he said something about, "Bye! I'm going off to enjoy my adulthood!" LOL... Always leaves a sarcastic remark after saying bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw Mr.Ikmal... Guess he's not going for lunch cause he's fasting? Showed us another card trick... Haha... Was quite impressive. Too bad he said that he was rusty already and couldn't show us the card disappearing trick... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we saw Mr.Firhad, he was quite happy to see us I guess? Talked about stuff... He said that given the choice now he would also go to poly over JC to do extremely well... Lol... Mr Firhad was the last teacher we saw I guess... Then we left school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xj wanted to rush for orientation... But the people called him up and told him might as well not go if he's going to be late... Lol... Really not fated I guess... Xj went to school to submit his form first then went to hospital for his check up... While Tow Wei, Mitchell, Giap Hong, Jun Hao, John and I went to Giap Hong's house to slack... Joel joined us shortly after... We had nothing to do there... So we watched TAKEN. Wow, it weas really a good show... Then we watched Mall Cop. OMG. It was shit boring! The worst part was that Giap Hong told us that he had IP MAN! WTH. OH WELL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the two movies, we went to dover MRT to meet Xj and then go for lunch at SP. THE.FOOD.THERE.#@$^^$*. Ugh. The 7 of us went bowling after that! Woots. Whoa... Xj on form sia... Score so scary, lol. Played 3 games? Straight ball - Too easy. LOL. Boring lah I should say... John and I were like teaching Joel how to bowl properly... Hey but he did quite well when he put himself in Bruce Lee's Shoes! LOL. Joel's too tall I guess, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting that it was Ngeowie's birthday, we met him for dinner. Xj already had a plan to surprise Ngeow... We would first bring out a cookie with a candle, and tell him that's all we could afford. ): Then we would surprise him with a birthday cake... We wrote "Happy Birthday Ngeowie" on the birthday cake! Haha. The plan worked out so fine! Ngeow was really shocked I guess. Then they smashed all the August babies with cake... HAHA! The guys came to my house to wash up, then we all went to FIVE STAR for dinner! Yeah! After dinner, homed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH AND GIAP HONG STEPPED ON SOME STICKY GOOEY PUKE ON THE WAY TO THE BUS STOP AT BUKIT TIMAH LOL ROFLMAO PHAIL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures for Ngeowie's birthday on facebook! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7615189840595266246?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7615189840595266246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7615189840595266246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7615189840595266246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7615189840595266246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/09/teachers-day-and-ngeowies-birthday.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day and Ngeowie&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4201422619141446798</id><published>2009-08-30T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:05:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>HELLO! Hyper to post now, cause I just loooooove this new skin sooo much! Hahaha! Woke up to a very cold and wet morning, and was quite irritated because I couldn't continue sleeping. Argh. Went to the temple in the morning... And prayed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't seem to get something right... Why am I eating so much now? LOL! I ate like 5 meals today... -.- Ok, guess today's a relatively boring day. Heh. Bye. &lt;--- I hate saying "Bye" like that. Fked up. Sorry, something just came to mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4201422619141446798?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4201422619141446798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4201422619141446798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4201422619141446798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4201422619141446798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5821174332316059387</id><published>2009-08-29T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:07:09.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin!</title><content type='html'>HELLO! It'e been a month and two days since I last updated, sorry! Have been really busy these few days, with exams and stuff. Argh, UGH! I changed my skin! The old one was so old and boring! OMG! This one seems livelier and cooler! Like it so much! Especially that announcement thingy at the top of my blog! It's so cool! Hahaha! (Ok I know i sound very sua-ku, LOL!) Spent the whole night/morning editing it ok! Hahaha! And thanks &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CASSANDRA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for all your help! Seriously! (Your name's here for EVERYONE to see now, happy? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/08/09&lt;br /&gt;Went to peninsula with Ivan, Tow Wei, Xian Jin, and Ngeow because Xian Jin wanted to get a new guitar! Guitar FTW! Hahaha. There were so manyt guitar shops there! Awesome! I tried one out too! I saw this Takamine acoustic guitar that I really, really liked! OMG. It sounded absoulutely heavenly. Anyway, Xian Jin decided to go back to Bukit Timah Plaza to get his Genesis guitar anyway... The originial price was $250/-! But the shopkeeper only charged him $200/- and even threw in a free bag! Hahaha! Lucky Xian Jin, LOL! That's about it, for yesterday, went home after shopping the whole day, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/08/09&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym with Tow Wei today... Xian Jin was supposed to be there... However, the gym staff said that orientation was only available on mondays and fridays during school holidays... He really very suay haha. I wasn't quite satisfied with myself today... Felt that I didn't go all out. =X Oh and I lost 3KG! I'm 68.5kg now! YES AH! Hahaha. Fat percentage only went down by 0.4... It was 13.6... Zzz. Guess I still have to work harder to attain 8%! 加油! Hahaha. Tow Wei on the other hand... Well... Gained weight. I shan't disclose his weight here lah, he's not very proud of it either... Hahaha. We ate at Makan Place (Yong Tau Fu's awesome! :D) and headed home. I guess we're going to play dota now? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5821174332316059387?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5821174332316059387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5821174332316059387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5821174332316059387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5821174332316059387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-skin.html' title='New Skin!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2380684919810546928</id><published>2009-07-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:41:12.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird.</title><content type='html'>Supposed to be having lunch now... But Bcomm report test ended early and had lunch 40 minutes earlier. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcomm test!!! Was there even one? OMG like seriously. I didn't even know that there's supposed to be an English report test today?! Totally slipped my mind?! I didn't even memorize the format for nuts! OMG. It was horrible, especially when the weightage of the test is 30%!! I. AM. SO. SCREWED? I guess even my presentations won't be able to cover up for the 30%... I am feeling so down now... I mean, it's ENGLISH! And bcomm is like my best module? And now I screwed it up. Well done, Lennard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NP'S INTERNET SUCKS TO THE MAX! I SWEAR! I KEEP GETTING SOME KIND OF HTTP ERROR AND I CANNOT REPLY KYLIE AND HUIQING ON FACEBOOK! I HATE NGEE ANN INTERNET! PLEASE CHANGE THE AP'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be my computer too! I keep having problems connecting to other people's internet at their homes. OMG. I still have a MIEC project to rush through. Gosh, I hate today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2380684919810546928?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2380684919810546928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2380684919810546928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2380684919810546928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2380684919810546928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird.html' title='Weird.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5165719859198533134</id><published>2009-07-27T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:00:00.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Heartbroken, Tired and Weary.</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to blog regularly now... So yeah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers are killing me, I swear... After 2 go, another new 1 comes to take the place. I absolutely hate the feeling. Ulcers obstruct me from savoring my food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/07/09 - Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Have been having really eccentric dreams lately, and some are extremely terrifying... Therefore I slept in on my sofa, in front of my altar, O.O Had a great sleep. Woke up at 11.30, and took a bath and went online... Met Mitchell and we went to JP... My birthday present came early! Had lunch at Din Tai Fung. OMG. THE. BEST. CHINESE. FOOD. EVER. Hehehe. After that, we went shopping for our formal suit... Wanted to wear to founders, but realised that I need a tie, belt and proper formal shoes for my bcomm module anyway. I only bought a tie though... Hush Puppies shoes were too expensive and I didn't see a Pierre Cardin belt that I liked... I swear we shopped for a really long time before we actually bought our stuff. Don't know why Mitch bought 2 ties. O.O Went to take bus home after that, talking about Harry Potter along the way. Hahahaha. That's about it... Quite an eventful Sunday I would say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tired... I feel like I'm falling apart...  People say that you don't treasure something when you have it, but only regret and start to miss it when you lose it? I'm that something... I hate it when people say bye to me like, "Bye." Adding that full stop to it gives it such a cold feeling, like you don't even bother. I hate this face too. "-.-". SERIOUSLY. It conveys the message that "You're so lame!  So STFU." or "You're so boring! Please, I'm not interested. Shut that trap please!" WTF man, SERIOUSLY. It's hurts, really. Especially what you said is really what you meant from the bottom of your heart, and you get that reply. Everytime I see those two stupid expressions, it's like a dagger being stabbed through my heart, over and over. *Sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Tow Wei is really right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5165719859198533134?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5165719859198533134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5165719859198533134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5165719859198533134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5165719859198533134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/07/absolutely-heartbroken-tired-and-weary.html' title='Absolutely Heartbroken, Tired and Weary.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1131818788392165331</id><published>2009-07-26T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:30:16.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Guess I didn't do much these few days... So yeah... Anyway, I feel that my passion for Astronomy is really coming back... I really look forward to Fridays. I guess Astronomy is a CCA where one can really relax, and awe at the greatness space... Unlike the stupid sport CCA I was in in secondary school. It was hell, I swear. CCA's are for people who are interested to take part in. However, my old school just makes CCA so that they gain glory from medals, awards, prizes etc... It was NEVER in the students' interests I swear. That's why I &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never regretted stepping into Ngee Ann. *Sigh* However I feel that I'm in the wrong class... All the people that I can actually clique with aren't in my class. Zzz. Seriously gotta change timetable next sem/year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Founders will be on the 31st, and I will have to go back to my secondary school... It's on a FRIDAY. What the heck... There goes Astro. Grr. Will be seeing a lot of schoolmates there though, think it's kind of a compensation? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darn it, so many of my assignments are going to be due soon and I'm not even doing anything about it. I'm don't really consider myself to be slacking, but rather there are many uncertainties that are actually stopping me from completing my tasks. Might seem that they are excuses, I'm not so sure myself. I need some assurance, I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot and Cold... Even I know I'm not supposed to say this... But I feel that I should really express my feelings. Guys out there... Why are we so stupid? Why do we always forsake our friends for our girlfriends, knowing that the action cannot be reciprocated? Why is it that "friends" is always a barrier when it comes to relationships? (Not our friends, but her friends) Don't you agree? Haiz. And all the effort about hanging out with her friends is really futile. I mean, couples should have their own private time together, and not hang out ALTOGETHER with her friends? Isn't that so very awkward... On the other hand, I know the girl is trying to please the guy AND her friends. But which to her is more important? Her friends or her boyfriend? For some, it might be the latter, for some, it might not. I know a person who really treasures her boyfriend, and honestly, I'm really very, very envious of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do classmates equate to friends? Or are they simply tools that you use to actually attain your A's and B's? Can they be more of importance to you than someone who is so much closer to you? Give it a good though, seriously. Do you actually confide in your classmates, or your true friends friends? My answer is crystal clear. I can draw the line between my close friends and my acquaintances. I don't confide in my acquaintances, so yeah. I'd rather confide in my closer friends or girlfriend, but sadly I can't do so with people other than my friends, cause there's this barrier that's so strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, it's always the FRIENDS thing that really pisses me off. I've only met 1 girl so far that can actually think properly, and allow herself to be influenced by her friends around her. Oh, 2 actually. But I never ever have luck with any girl that's like that. -.- My life? Screw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really quite difficult to find a girl that actually has a mind of her own, and USE IT. Not to say that girls are brainless, but rather, they will go with the flow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sincerely apologise if I've offended anyone, and really seek your forgiveness. I'm just expressing my 2 cents' worth. So, my apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4821037149689838048-1131818788392165331?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1131818788392165331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1131818788392165331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1131818788392165331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1131818788392165331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8376790464120338269</id><published>2009-07-21T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:24:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vexed.</title><content type='html'>Oh please... How is it that some people can be so happy in a relationship while others can't really feel it although they're in one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. So sorry that I haven't been updating... As a matter of fact, I haven't updated in almost a month already... Poly life's so hectic, busy and tiring, I don't even know where to begin. Project after project, test after test, there's really nothing to look forward to besides my CCA and holidays. Adding to this burden is another emotional weight. Time, please be on my side and solve everything for me, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8376790464120338269?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8376790464120338269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8376790464120338269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8376790464120338269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8376790464120338269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/07/vexed.html' title='Vexed.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8671504601531536458</id><published>2009-06-22T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:56:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>Sorry to all, I haven't updated in like a week. I guess there's just too much stuff running through my mind; too many decisions to make and too little time. It's so sad to know that I only keep in touch with a few of my secondary school mates. Skype buddies and 4B dota clique... I have so many things I want to do now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am DESPERATELY trying to pick up guitar! :X&lt;br /&gt;I am so jealous of Mitchell's desktop that I think I NEED one too! :DD&lt;br /&gt;I want to play volleyball again! :O&lt;br /&gt;I want to bowl!&lt;br /&gt;I want to work-out more at gym!&lt;br /&gt;Sakae Sushi! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8671504601531536458?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8671504601531536458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8671504601531536458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8671504601531536458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8671504601531536458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/06/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-926465620333069347</id><published>2009-06-13T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:03:10.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting for the past week, as I had my exams. I mugged so hard for NSS, and I think I'm still going to fail. The rest of the papers are passable (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I MUST blog today, because of the wonderful things that have happened during the 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I FELL SICK. Wth... At least half of my class is down with flu, I thought that I wouldn't catch it, but it caught up with me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Mitchell organised a mini gathering back to Fairfield to have a chat with the teachers, but sadly we only saw Mr.Liew and Miss Thio. Then Miss Thio asked if we wanted to have dinner together, so Mitchell, Tow and I agreed. Afterwards, Xj, Ivan, Ngeow and Giap Hong came down to chat with the teachers too. Xj had to re-string his guitar, so he headed off with Ngeow and Giap Hong to beauty world to do up the guitar first. Miss Thio, Tow, Mitch, Ivan and I headed to IMM for dinner first. After loitering around, we decided to dine at Ichiban sushi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN WHICH MISS THIO INSISTED ON PAYING FOR THE 7 OF US!!! Of course, we felt really bad about it... So in the end we pulled together $57(I think) can gave to Miss Thio (which she stubbornly refused). So XJ just put the money on the counter and left... Miss Thio had no choice but to accept the money... Haha.. Then we all went back together on bus 52...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Ivan's house till now... So yeah that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-926465620333069347?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/926465620333069347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=926465620333069347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/926465620333069347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/926465620333069347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/06/amazing.html' title='Amazing...'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6192055354220406395</id><published>2009-06-03T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:38:02.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>I hate this feeling, I'm so confused now. What should I do? Where is my next turn? Will it be a dangerous one? When will I have another chance? So many things occupying my mind... Prior to all that, exams are just round the corner... What should I do? This isn't exactly the perfect poly life I had expected it to be. I expected joy and great fun. But all I get is just pain and stress? What the hell is this? Who is to blame? Me? Them? Who? Is it just my luck or is it just my life? Am I just going to resign to fate like that? When will I learn how to stop struggling? It's so tiring struggling when you know that the other party doesn't even care. Wow? How am I supposed to work hard for exams in my present state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, I still seek comfort in my old secondary friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6192055354220406395?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6192055354220406395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6192055354220406395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6192055354220406395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6192055354220406395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/06/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3929514799410274549</id><published>2009-06-01T07:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:23:50.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I do?</title><content type='html'>I'm so confused now, there're so many things I need to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I need to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to go to gym, work out and keep myself in shape.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to interact and communicate better with my friends be it old or new.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to learn to accept my CCA better.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to learn how to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to try very, very hard rekindling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're so many things I NEED (note, not WANT.) to do, but I can't do everything, I guess I'll have to give some up, guitar perhaps, athough I hate to do it. Hmm... Or perhaps not give up, just continue doing it at a slower pace I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that JC is more stressful than poly can seriously go &amp;amp;$#% yourself. At least you guys do not need to communicate or whatsoever. All you guys need to do is just MUG, MUG, MUG, and don't give a damn about your social life, flush it down the drain. At the the end of the day, take your A level and you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny that you guys have more stress than academically, but we have a hell lot of contributing factors to our stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the carefree secondary school days I had, there wasn't so much stress, and when you're in doubt, wonderful teachers in Fairfield will help us... It feels so different here in Ngee Ann. No doubt the people here are awesome, affable and ever so hospitable. But there is something lacking here. I don't feel the love from the teachers like the way the teachers in Fairfield back there loved us. We were so fortunate, but took that love for granted. I know this sounds mushy, but this is what I truly feel. I MISS FAIRFIELD! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3929514799410274549?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3929514799410274549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3929514799410274549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3929514799410274549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3929514799410274549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-should-i-do.html' title='What should I do?'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-9105096720570784663</id><published>2009-05-31T08:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:29:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New BGM, old song.</title><content type='html'>Hey all! Decided to change my BGM with an old song, it's 10 years old I think. It's none other than Ronan Keating's "When You Nothing at All". It's an amazing song, makes me so touched every single time I hear it. If only I can be the guy that he describes in his song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things seem impossible for me now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-9105096720570784663?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/9105096720570784663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=9105096720570784663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9105096720570784663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9105096720570784663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-bgm-old-song.html' title='New BGM, old song.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-762268446713941631</id><published>2009-05-30T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:12:44.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the...</title><content type='html'>I swear life's unfair, what did I do wrong? I've never done anything wrong. I did my best, I did all that I could, and in the end, this is all I deserve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF DID I DO WRONG?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-762268446713941631?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/762268446713941631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=762268446713941631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/762268446713941631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/762268446713941631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title='What the...'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7475576460185284983</id><published>2009-05-26T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:20:14.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG IT'S THE 26TH OF MAY!</title><content type='html'>Lol! Today's the 26th of May! It's exactly 1 year since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHINESE O LEVELS!&lt;/span&gt; Sure brings back memories... I swear it felt like yesterday! I still remember, we Kylie, Cassandra, Huiqing, Mitchell, Tow Wei... And a few more people, I can't remember, sorry! The group of us went to IMM Giant to buy things for fun fair after the paper! LOL! During which we met Mr. Choy and his son, whom Cassandra said is very cccuuutteee!! HAHAHAHA! I still remember what Mr. Choy told us when he saw us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, so this is where you people hang out after an O level paper?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, was so funny LOL! Time SERIOUSLY doesn't fly; it zooms. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I miss those secondary school days. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7475576460185284983?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7475576460185284983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7475576460185284983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7475576460185284983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7475576460185284983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-its-26th-of-may.html' title='OMG IT&apos;S THE 26TH OF MAY!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5193899801753181709</id><published>2009-05-23T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:17:07.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New BGM.</title><content type='html'>Yay, finally some music on my blog. Don't know why, I just want to listen to Always be My Baby by David Cook, yes I know I'm lagging by 1 year hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS BE MY BABY. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5193899801753181709?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5193899801753181709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5193899801753181709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5193899801753181709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5193899801753181709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-bgm.html' title='New BGM.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8443861080947445562</id><published>2009-05-21T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:06:16.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>One question to all. Have you ever bought something that you don't really want and won't really use at all in the future? You bought it because someone else has it too. You just want to take that Gucci or Prada and flaunt to the world that you have one. When you're back home, you just toss that branded bag of yours aside. I'm that Prada/Gucci. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8443861080947445562?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8443861080947445562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8443861080947445562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8443861080947445562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8443861080947445562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4162548884732195376</id><published>2009-05-20T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:22:01.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Again, and random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Hi all! Today's wednesday - GYM! Haha, I must be some sort of crazy retard to chiong so much for gym, but I really can't stand it when people say I'm fat on that part of my body. Guess there's no shortcut. Woke up with a cramp on my left leg, and rushed to school. Was 10 minutes late because the bus took like forever to come. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard didn't come again today, so we had a a relief fitness instructor. :D Did some warm ups, haha, and somebody couldn't do jumping jacks. The class was so mean to laugh at her, but I'm ok with it since I do have a few friends who have problems with coordination. LOL. Learnt how to do cicuit, and went for cardio! Wow, 2.1km in 10.35, not bad, an improvement in my stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for CATS after gym, and presented on "6 thinking hats". Wow, the other teams were stong, seriously. Haha. Received some unpleasant and disappointing news on while making my way to CATS class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to gym again after CATS, (haha retarded I know) but I only managed to do 1 full set because the vivo system was down. Slacked a while, and left the gym. Ate at canteen 2 with Ken, Matin, JJ, and Gerald. Went to 72 after that, as the guys wanted to play L4D, well at least the ATTEMPTED to play. HAHA. Just slacked till some time after 4, where joel, ivan and mitch came. Watched whose line on joel's laptop hahaha. Went to SIM to eat with joel, ivan, mitchell, and Tow Wei. Alex joined us after we finished our meal LOL. Slacked at SIM for a while, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX ROCKS. THE BELOW STATEMENT IS BY HIM, I STILL CAN'T GET OVER IT. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just like a dog chasing a car, you can never reach it. Even if you manage to reach it, you don't know how to drive it.", by Alexander Lim Si Yuan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4162548884732195376?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4162548884732195376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4162548884732195376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4162548884732195376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4162548884732195376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/gym-again-and-random-thoughts.html' title='Gym Again, and random thoughts.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8203349908823154172</id><published>2009-05-18T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:26:23.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Feel so great after gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 6.50am this morning  and got ready for gym. Due to many contributing factors, I am bent on visiting gym at least 4 sessions per week. Can't stand the ridiculous thought of me being fat ONCE AGAIN. I must get fit! Buff as I may SEEM, I can't do a single pull-up! Argh, so loser right? So my new target is to at least do 1 pull up! LOL! I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, reached the gym at around 8.20, and ended at around 9.40. Saw Jun Han and Theodore there at around 9.20. Haha. Their plan was to gym, bathe and go to class which starts at 11am.(they're in the same class as me) My plan was to go to gym, GO HOME to take a shower AND THEN go to class hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw danielle after gym at canteen 2, chatted a bit while eating chicken rice. (Canteen 2 has very nice chicken rice! :O) Went home to shower, and rushed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was 5 minutes late for class, but the teacher didn't mind, haha. I was told to walk up to her and get my grade for my oral presentation! Yeah! Saw my grade coming man, haha. Was an A. YYYIIIPPPEEEEEEE! A is 80% and above, HURRAH. Let's hope that I have many more A's to come! Oh, and there are only 2 A's in class! :O Seems like my hard work didn't come to naught. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8203349908823154172?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8203349908823154172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8203349908823154172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8203349908823154172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8203349908823154172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/gym.html' title='Gym!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7178427767646737297</id><published>2009-05-14T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:03:15.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learnt something new today!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been 5 days since I last blogged... Was just replying tags... So many things are happening over the course of these 3 weeks, I don't really have the mood to blog zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my lecturer just told me that proving mathematics is called "Pure Mathematics" and Maths like statistics, is called "Applied Mathematics." Wow, didn't know that! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7178427767646737297?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7178427767646737297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7178427767646737297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7178427767646737297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7178427767646737297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/learnt-something-new-today.html' title='Learnt something new today!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7152479459311810164</id><published>2009-05-09T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:02:59.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown fact! :O</title><content type='html'>HEY GIRLS OUT THERE! DID YOU KNOW THAT BEING OVER CARING AND OVER LOVING AND RESULT IN YOUR PARTNER BREAKIN UP WITH YOU? WOW! NEVER KNEW THAT!!!! Comments needed, either on tagboard or on MSN! Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7152479459311810164?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7152479459311810164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7152479459311810164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7152479459311810164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7152479459311810164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/05/unknown-facts-o.html' title='Unknown fact! :O'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8226570473996030557</id><published>2009-04-29T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:35:28.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how I feel now!</title><content type='html'>blessed, blest, blissful, blithe, can't complain, captivated, cheerful, chipper, chirpy, content, contented, convivial, delighted, ecstatic, elated, exultant, flying high, gay, glad, gleeful, gratified, intoxicated, jolly, joyful, joyous, jubilant, laughing, light, lively, looking good, merry, mirthful, on cloud nine*, overjoyed, peaceful, peppy, perky, playful, pleasant, pleased, sparkling, sunny, thrilled, tickled, tickled pink*, up, upbeat, walking on air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDD  :)))  :DDD =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8226570473996030557?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8226570473996030557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8226570473996030557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8226570473996030557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8226570473996030557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-how-i-feel-now.html' title='This is how I feel now!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8437498072415417666</id><published>2009-04-27T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:38:13.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desktop is Revived!</title><content type='html'>Morning all! Haha! Great news to me! I "REVIVED" my desktop, LOL. After like 2-3 weeks of not using my desktop, it's kind of weird looking at a bigger screen as compared to my 12.1 inch screen on my laptop. Hehe. Anyway still glad that I am able to use my desktop now and not overuse my laptop as it is really needed for my school work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Monday, and school should begin at 11.00am, but due to some make-up sessions, school's going to start later at 10.00am! Zzz. Oh well, since Business Communication is the only moduel that I can grasp easily, I don't mind going to school 1 hour earlier, I guess? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more DOTA because Restaurant City rocks. =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8437498072415417666?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8437498072415417666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8437498072415417666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8437498072415417666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8437498072415417666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/desktop-is-revived.html' title='Desktop is Revived!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2526842014797346360</id><published>2009-04-26T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:14:41.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration!</title><content type='html'>Ok, my blogskin is up! Everything's done except for the BGM, haha. Just to clear the air, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT EMO. I didn't want the "Wings of Tears" to be there. This is the most decent skin I can find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2526842014797346360?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2526842014797346360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2526842014797346360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2526842014797346360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2526842014797346360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/celebration.html' title='Celebration!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5557144911647130296</id><published>2009-04-25T12:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:03:40.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School has begun man!</title><content type='html'>Oh, sorry for not posting regularly, I don't really have much time to do anything nowadays anyway. Lol. It's been a really hectic week, and there's simply to much to be put into words. My-not-so-lively-class, (only a few of you are wonderful, really!) All the people that I really enjoy being with are people like Wai Ho, Wei Chuan, Si Min, Jing Da and many more! But these are the few people that really left an impression on me haha. You know what's the worst thing? We're not in the same class! At least Si Min's class is fun ): My class has all the anti social people! Except for some of them. Some of us aren't even in the same semester! Gosh, this world's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many assignments at hand and it's only the first week! Whoever said that JC's workload is heavier than poly? That's a lie, a freaking lie, I swear. So Mitchell, here's to you. I'm feeling at least half of what you are feeling now. The stress, I'm cracking under the pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just ain't good enough for nobody. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5557144911647130296?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5557144911647130296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5557144911647130296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5557144911647130296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5557144911647130296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-has-begun-man.html' title='School has begun man!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6062141670170784978</id><published>2009-04-18T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:49:07.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/04/09</title><content type='html'>Hey all, I'm back from the Raven outing. We watched the movie "17 again", great show, seriously. The only thing that wasn't good was our seating arrangement. We had front row seats! Oh my god. But overall the show's good, except for the fact that Michelle was screaming half the time. (Zac Efron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied the guys to play pool at Paradiz, without Cheng. :( Couldn't bring myself to play pool, wasn't feeling physically nor emotionally well. =\ It was horrible I swear, everyone's having fun, and I'm by the side listening to music. They did invite me to play many time, but I refused politely. Sorry guys, I really didn't feel like playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Macs after they were down with the game, and homed. Blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little drops of inspiration...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am to walk you through the entire journey, and someone is to hold your hand and lead you to a faraway place, will that person be me? If it isn't me, will you even look back? =\ Random lol, that's all, till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6062141670170784978?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6062141670170784978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6062141670170784978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6062141670170784978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6062141670170784978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/180409.html' title='18/04/09'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6739551287947449585</id><published>2009-04-17T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:02:41.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo sia</title><content type='html'>"Hours drag like days across the ages, a year or two pass by with every night." Yeah, this is exactly how I'm feeling now. It's from "Find Me" by Bread in case anyone is wondering. And yeah, it's an oldie. Seriously, it's like looking at someone who's being sucked into a blackhole while you are watching, it'll take INFINITY! Ok, enough with the astronomy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I'm trying really, really, hard. I'm like a kid, who's being asked to carry a huge package and run, run, run but not being told my destination and whom to deliver it too. Adding to that, there's a temptation - I'm told that there'll be a great reward for me at my finishing line. I do not know what that reward is either. I just keep on running and running,  I may just roll off a mountain and die, or I may actually see the reward but someone has beaten me to it, he owns it now - using a shortcut. Wow, so at the end of the day, I sprint my guts out, I see the reward, but it isn't mine. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, let me win the race and get the reward PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6739551287947449585?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6739551287947449585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6739551287947449585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6739551287947449585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6739551287947449585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/emo-sia.html' title='emo sia'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3319094119479171576</id><published>2009-04-16T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:04:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Changed my BGM, I guess EVERYONE uses this song when they're feeling like this, right? LOL! This was such a hit man, but I think it's still being enjoyed by people all over the world. You guys know the lyrics, but anyway, here they are. Some of the lyrics are really my heartfelt feelings, highlighted them. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;br /&gt;It’s just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin’ away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;When we’re hanging, spending time girl, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are we just friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Is there more, is there more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;See it’s a chance we’ve gotta take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ‘Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Last forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain’t going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;This crush ain’t going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Going away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3319094119479171576?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3319094119479171576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3319094119479171576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3319094119479171576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3319094119479171576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5518190737737104409</id><published>2009-04-15T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:13:34.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Sigh, not feeling very good this couple of days, so many things happening around me, I seriously have no mood to do anything. Life is just a toil to me now, decisions and patience contradicting my persistence and perseverance, argh. I really wonder which side will tilt the other. I'm very very, worried now, I wonder if it'll really pay off. I want to enjoy fruits of my labour, and not nothingness. If it actually boils down to nothingness, I really wouldn't know what to do, please. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to persevere! Go, go! Lennard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5518190737737104409?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5518190737737104409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5518190737737104409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5518190737737104409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5518190737737104409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6472423612070348140</id><published>2009-04-12T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:21:36.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm feeling kinda crummy and lousy now, please, say yes. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6472423612070348140?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6472423612070348140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6472423612070348140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6472423612070348140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6472423612070348140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/zzz.html' title='zzz.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1370527798795975789</id><published>2009-04-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:46:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night post</title><content type='html'>So late at night now, say 12.43am ? Haha. Watched Shinjuku Incident, starring Jackie Chan! Watched cause I'm an avid fan of Jackie Chan! I think this is the first time that he did not use martial arts in his film, but nonetheless, his acting is AWESOME. Seems like 40 years in showbiz isn't for show haha. I'll just keep it short, as I have my BA camp tomorrow. Today, rather, since it's already past midnight, hoho. Seriously hoping, goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1370527798795975789?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1370527798795975789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1370527798795975789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1370527798795975789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1370527798795975789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/04/late-night-post.html' title='Late night post'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4868960754356897107</id><published>2009-03-29T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:35:53.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from camp!</title><content type='html'>Hey all! I am back from FOC! (Freshmen Orientation Camp!) I was like back 2 days ago lar, but didn't feel like blogging, so I'm gonna blog now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a really cold and yet morning. Dampened my spirits a little, but not entirely. Went to Ngee Ann, assembled. Activities were really boring on the first day, just cheers, cheers and more cheers. Ice breakers were also all on that day. I got quite angry on that day too cause we had night walk till 4 in the morning? But that's ok, I got to watch Coming Soon! Great horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched halfway, but was being pulled out by Kai to go for my nightwalk. I don't know the two girls who were with me, but the other guy was Ke Li! Yo fellow coursemate! Haha. Wasn't that scary to me, (I like horrors) but worked wonders for the girls. They squeezed till almost as if there were no blood running through my veins on my right arm. -.- Overall, it was fun and we had doughnuts for supper! Slept like super late and woke up super early! Can't take it! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Dirty games! With cheers in the morning first of course. -.- Did human bowling first. DAMN FUN. I was the third to go, I swear it was damn fun! I wanted to go the 2ND time, but the mud was all soggy and stuff, so i scraped the idea. Can't really blog in chronological order, but I think we just ran randomly around school to collect marbles? Did many many cheers, but seriously, Kudos to Kenneth for bringing the whole group together. Well done man. The GL's were awesome too, of course. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 game I remembered was the game we had to put our mouth in this try of flour and water concotion, and like pick out the marbles? Now THAT was terribly disgusting, I admit, I sat out, yes I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game was some game where we had to have a lot of teamwork. It's that "how-many-people-on-the-mat" kind of thingy. Trisha had to sit on Kenneth, and Angela had to sit on, well, me. -.- It's all Bernard's fault! He booked out on the first day! I had to piggy back Angela because thy think I'm the next strongest? But no? LOL. I think Randall is buffer than me lar, haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we had to use this Pocky stick thingy and transfer rubber bands over to each other, quite fun! Haha. Ok that's all i remember about what happened on the 2nd day, sorry! Tag me and tell me what I left out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;Water games! Yeah! Cheers in the morning again. Then water games. Water bomb! Yeah! Seriously can't forget about that guy who used a pail of water and splashed on our mummy. That was really extreme! Nonetheless, we still won! Haha! After that we proceed to the swimming pool, but only a few people could take part, and we won that event again! Yeah to Kenneth and Syah! Sorry, I can't remember anyone else who took part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to like "rain" when we about to the next event, so we just headed back and had dinner? Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the fun started! I'm gonna blog in caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCO PEOPLE! DISCO! DISCO WAS GREAT MAN! WE DANCED OUR SOCKS OFF! WOO! COULDN'T SLEEP THAT NIGHT CAUSE GL'S AND CREW AND DH'S WILL DRAW ON YOU. SO I PLAYED VOLLEYBALL THE WHOLE MORNING! WITH SARAH, AH GU, GILBERT AND JEREMY! HAD A LOT OF FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:&lt;br /&gt;Just 1 word. Overflowing emotions. That's all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's abt it, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4868960754356897107?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4868960754356897107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4868960754356897107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4868960754356897107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4868960754356897107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp.html' title='Back from camp!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1371997725100444737</id><published>2009-03-22T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T09:59:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>Hey all, I just changed my skin, due to my latest addiction - Chris Daughtry. Omg, his songs really rock man. 1 bad news for all my friends out there, I forgot to back up my links when I was changing my blogskin, so yeah, tag me and I'll relink you ASAP! Promise! Staying over at Mitchell's house now, will blog in detail later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1371997725100444737?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1371997725100444737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1371997725100444737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1371997725100444737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1371997725100444737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5841577494796781643</id><published>2009-03-19T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:54:07.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokkaido</title><content type='html'>Darn, it's only like 8.30am in the morning, and yet I'm wide awake. Prior to that, the weather's so cooling I'm sure that any normal person wouldn't have any difficulty sleeping past 1.00pm. *NORMAL*. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hokkaido with Tow Wei and Mitchell yesterday, cost me $30! Haha. But it was Tow Wei's treat anyway, so yeah. Really ate a lot there. I ordered like 6-7 rounds of food? Mitch and Tow stopped at like 4 or something. We were really stuffed. We ate from like 12.00pm to 2.00pm? 2 hours of hardcore eating. After that Tow Wei took the shuttle back to clementi and rushed off to catch a movie with John and co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell and I went to ani-play, something really freaky happened. There was this huge spider web above in this spruce tree. (I think it's some kind of spruce, as far as my geography knowledge serves me) On that web is this huge, jet-black spider. I swear Mitchell freaked out. He started running away. I'd bet if any girl (Cassandra, Kylie etc. ) saw it, they'll be screaming and crying their way home haha. The spider's really huge and mean looking. How big? I think about the size of my palm. THAT'S how big it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to call MOE (Ministry of Environment not Ministry of Education LOL) to remove taht spider, but I didn't have their number. Afterall, the spiders living on a spruce tree, and the the tree is located in a mini park. There are chairs that the elderly rest on, and even a playground. It will be quite disastrous if that spider breeds. I'm online now, and I'm going to look for the number. Should be going back there later to confirm the exact location and call the to remove that threat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5841577494796781643?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5841577494796781643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5841577494796781643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5841577494796781643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5841577494796781643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/hokkaido.html' title='Hokkaido'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-729747632395000411</id><published>2009-03-17T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:32:25.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZ</title><content type='html'>Once an asshole, always an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm never wrong about people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-729747632395000411?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/729747632395000411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=729747632395000411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/729747632395000411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/729747632395000411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/zz.html' title='ZZ'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6551456084022450277</id><published>2009-03-17T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:37:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainday</title><content type='html'>Ok, for those who complained about Singapore being a desert, burning hell or something along this line, they should really be rejoicing now. It's been raining for the past 3 days and the weather is really cooling. Yeah, at this time. I swear that many will are still sleeping now, but too bad my body clock doesn't give a shit about the weather. I swear I can't sleep past 10.00am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to breko yesterday, under the pouring rain, to visit Xian Jin and ordered Chicken Mushroom pasta. It cost me like $15.00?? Omg, please remind me never to order that again, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat we went bowling, (without Xian Jin of course) and everyone was worshipping this guy who was playing with a fingertip drilled holes  bowling ball. -.- Bowler like these are really are very common in other bowling allies. Yes I'm a noob at bowling, but I have seen much since my dad's a bowler for the past 30 odd years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ngeow's house after that, and did our usual stuff. Cluedo is a game for sly foxes. I shouldn't be in that game. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6551456084022450277?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6551456084022450277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6551456084022450277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6551456084022450277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6551456084022450277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainday.html' title='Rainday'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-9174546525356547943</id><published>2009-03-16T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:49:27.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>Omg, shoulders, long hair, legs and height!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-9174546525356547943?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/9174546525356547943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=9174546525356547943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9174546525356547943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9174546525356547943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-122954937416883258</id><published>2009-03-14T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:43:57.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th march</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday shim! Ok I'm not too late, it's only 11+.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-122954937416883258?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/122954937416883258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=122954937416883258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/122954937416883258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/122954937416883258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/14th-march.html' title='14th march'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1141909038676378146</id><published>2009-03-13T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:30:07.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;CASSANDRA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1141909038676378146?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1141909038676378146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1141909038676378146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1141909038676378146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1141909038676378146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6251869148290415298</id><published>2009-02-26T21:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:27:49.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun post! Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello all! I think that my blog's really very wordy and boring, so I've decided to add pictures to it! (Yay!) I swear after this post, people are going to be scolding or spamming on my tagboard. But this is seriously just for fun as I'm really bored. I have no malicious intentions or ulterior motives towards anyone at all. No hard feelings to all, and please, enjoy the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUORIiI0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/V3YkoZk7ukI/s1600-h/That%27s+me!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307092183740982082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUORIiI0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/V3YkoZk7ukI/s320/That%27s+me!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start the ball rolling, guess who? =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUOQN0YQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LZS1KRMQQcY/s1600-h/Tow+and+Samuel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307092183494713602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUOQN0YQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LZS1KRMQQcY/s320/Tow+and+Samuel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people don't believe that Tow Wei has a bigger head than normal, so here's the evidence. Oh my, I can't stop laughing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUOD6EpBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iNoSeEnO2qQ/s1600-h/Ngeow,+2B+06%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307092180190667794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUOD6EpBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iNoSeEnO2qQ/s320/Ngeow,+2B+06%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeow in year 2006, class of 2B. I swear he hasn't changed &lt;b&gt;AT ALL&lt;/b&gt; since like Pri. 5?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTx_SQZqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bM6CJTtPGO0/s1600-h/Mitchell,+1C+05%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307091697913587362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTx_SQZqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bM6CJTtPGO0/s320/Mitchell,+1C+05%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell, 1C 05' informal picture... I'm laughing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTxlMOqvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3DAAGG8wnCw/s1600-h/Mitchell,+1C+05%27+formal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307091690908986098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTxlMOqvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3DAAGG8wnCw/s320/Mitchell,+1C+05%27+formal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell 1C 05', formal picture. He looks so different from now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTxVRuy_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zabLqCSb-zE/s1600-h/Me,+1C+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307091686637095922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTxVRuy_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zabLqCSb-zE/s320/Me,+1C+05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, 1C 05' formal picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTw_J14RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ipaRHhxZzH8/s1600-h/Me,2B+06%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307091680698425618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTw_J14RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ipaRHhxZzH8/s320/Me,2B+06%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, 2B 06', informal picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTv65P7TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ttf001nYIos/s1600-h/Ivan,+1C+05%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307091662375218482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTv65P7TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ttf001nYIos/s320/Ivan,+1C+05%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivan, 1C 05', informal picture. Shizz! This is hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTH56k1QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VHKHmYq5WbQ/s1600-h/Ivan,+1C+05%27+formal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307090974917580034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTH56k1QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VHKHmYq5WbQ/s320/Ivan,+1C+05%27+formal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivan, 1C 05', formal picture. Still hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTHEeppeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iKLrCMDfgp8/s1600-h/Cek,+1C+05%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307090960573375970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTHEeppeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iKLrCMDfgp8/s320/Cek,+1C+05%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cek, 1C 05', informal picture. He hasn't changed much, only his hairstyle I guess, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTFia7cRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yRXx10-v8Nc/s1600-h/Cek,+1c+05%27+formal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307090934251090194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTFia7cRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yRXx10-v8Nc/s320/Cek,+1c+05%27+formal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cek, 1C 05', formal picture. Whoa, such a stern and serious look. Looks so different from the picture above. Oh, and don't you just love that hair? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTFExAm9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X8WQhpRGG0c/s1600-h/Cassandra,+2B+06%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307090926290639826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTFExAm9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X8WQhpRGG0c/s320/Cassandra,+2B+06%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear Cassandra's going to kill me for the next 2 pictures. But seriously, it's just for fun, no hard feelings ok? Cassandra, 2B 06' informal picture. And Cassandra, seriously, YOU ARE NOT FAT. You just have more meat, and you're a lot smaller now, REALLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTEMrDq1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/RzBTWUNwUJM/s1600-h/Cassandra,+1C+05%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307090911233289042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaTEMrDq1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/RzBTWUNwUJM/s320/Cassandra,+1C+05%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra 1C 05', formal picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, the end! I really hope you guys enjoyed it. It's really just for fun, really! I took quite a while to compile these pictures. I took a very, very long time to take these pictures with my phone, to get very accurate and clear shots. My USB cable also pissed me off, because it kept connecting and disconnecting from my computer! Omg. I was so pissed. I will try to think of other ideas to entertain you guys, as the holidays are really boring. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6251869148290415298?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6251869148290415298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6251869148290415298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6251869148290415298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6251869148290415298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-post-yay.html' title='Fun post! Yay!'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/SaaUORIiI0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/V3YkoZk7ukI/s72-c/That%27s+me!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-8765768716031303573</id><published>2009-02-25T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:06:27.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/02</title><content type='html'>Wow. Something is really annoying me. I can't really think of the title of my blog post, it's killing my brain cells. Someone help me, please. Haha. Haven't been doing much lately, just spending time on the computer; gaming, chatting, skyping. (is there such a word?!) Yeah, so that's about it. Really hope to go to work soon, but unfortunately I can't. My mum's undergone a minor surgery and I've to look after her. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess nobody tagged recently because my last post was in Chinese? Haha. Guess I'll blog in English then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around really comes around, I really shouldn't have joked about it so much. I cannot imagine the next 3 years of my poly life, with such a person in my life - once again. I'm just hoping that we're in different classes, to reduce the chance of meeting each other. There are just so many flaws that he has, self proclaimed-pro, thick skinned, thinks the whole world loves him when it's exactly the contrary; thinks that the whole world is is friend when it's exactly the opposite. I can name one of his negative qualities every single day for like 53240932840328409 years and the list will go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, I beg, it's bad enough being in the same course, please I accept my punishment, please separate us in different classes, spare me! I repent! I surrender! This is more torturous than being burnt in the blazing fires of hell and standing stark naked in the sheer cold of the North Pole for 9894759437957439712386 years! Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8765768716031303573?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8765768716031303573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8765768716031303573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8765768716031303573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8765768716031303573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/02/2502.html' title='25/02'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4103684680731523829</id><published>2009-02-20T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:43:12.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese..</title><content type='html'>已经好久没有上网写博客了。。。乘现在有些时间，就快速地描述一下吧！中学毕业后跟我想象的简直相差十万八千里。我本以为毕业后就会得到无限的自由，可是我错了。假期所换回来的只有一个字 - 闷！如果没工作的话，根本就无法消磨时间。不仅如此，我个人也觉得自己的华文程度已一落千丈。一想象到进理公学院后几乎无法与华文接触，心里难免会感到纳闷。学习华文一向来都是我从小学只到中学的热诚，突然间不能与华文接触好象生命缺少了一部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我换了博客的歌曲，现在播放的是周杰伦的“我不配”，已不是小娘惹的主题曲“如燕”，希望大家会喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果以上有什么用词不当或错字的话，还请大家多多包含，因为我已不是以往老师所称为的“华文天才”了。我会尽量的上载日记，再见！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4103684680731523829?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4103684680731523829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4103684680731523829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4103684680731523829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4103684680731523829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese.html' title='Chinese..'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-9063209455150452261</id><published>2009-02-13T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:02:35.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day's eve.</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 8am in the morning, (slept at 5am). Went on the computer straight away as soon as I was awake. I was telling Tow Wei that I might be suffering from Terminal Insomnia. I sleep for around three to four hours a day on the average nowadays, think I need to see a doctor soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played GTA for a while, then dressed and went for steamboat with Ngeow, Xj, Shim and Tw. Went to sunset way, but apparently they didn't have the seafood barbecue. Headed down to Taka for Seoul Garden. Xj ALMOST had to pay adult price, because he didn't bring his student Ez-link card. Luckily, the CHINESE (note*) manager came by and charged student's price for Xj's meal. Cooked HELL LOT of garlic chicken (yummy!), but the sad thing is that they don't have fish anymore. Sigh, recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jessie and Cassandra to watch TCCOBB. I swear, Jessie will be a very, very good mother! She can nag really well! Haha! She rushed my gang and I like 3 or 4 times?! Whoa. She said that the movie's going to start at 4.25, (it's true) but after the ads and stuff, the movie started at 4.55! Wth... We missed dessert! And I didn't have enough rice! And now I'm hungry. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was awesome man. Very emotionally heavy. I can't really recall when was the last time that I actually watched such a sad story. Although the movie lasted for almost three hours, I think it's just right. Overall, it was great. I'd rate it 9/10. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Taka after that, because Xj and Ngeow had met up with Terence, Giap Giap, Tow Wei and John to watch Valkyrie. I think they're still watching the movie now, lol. Reached Taka toys section, and saw Terence and Giap playing PS3. John was slacking, I think. Haha... Headed over to Taka to visit Kylie, because I think it wouldn't be fair if I only visit John since the both of them are working at the same place. Took quite a while to get her attention, because she was quite busy. Finally, she saw me and just gave me a simple smile. I wanted to go off already, because I didn't want to watch Valkyrie. It's something about the assassination of Hitler if I'm not mistaken. Went home with Shim and Cassandra after eating Old Chang Kee and drinking lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this really funny thing happened while we were on the way to this bus stop. Cassandra was walking really close to this huge, brown thing on the glass. I yelled her name, and she screamed. It was an enormous cockroach, HAHA. I'd bet that scared her out of her wits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 14 back, it was packed but we saw a couple of Fairsians and Ex-Fairsians. Saw Jun Weng(My OBS group) and Darren. Alighted from the bus and blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-9063209455150452261?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/9063209455150452261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=9063209455150452261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9063209455150452261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/9063209455150452261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-days-eve.html' title='Valentine Day&apos;s eve.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2245036836523383446</id><published>2009-02-08T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:51:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Hello all, I've not been posting for a long time already. Don't really want to go into the nitty gritties, so I won't be blogging about what had happened for the past two weeks. Just blogging beucase I just want to. Haha. I'm currently waiting for poly to start, and it's so boring. And oh, I quit my job. Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2245036836523383446?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2245036836523383446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2245036836523383446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2245036836523383446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2245036836523383446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2530186581042062816</id><published>2009-01-24T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:23:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year's round the corner</title><content type='html'>Hi all, didn't blog yesterday as I was too tired. I wasn't tired because of work though, it was because I had to queue up for bak gua. Yes, bak gua. At around 11.00am, Tony asked me to follow him so that I can queue up to buy bak gua for him. The queue was crazy, seriously. I queued from like 11.45am to 2.15pm. Yes, that's two and a half hours for 3kg of bak gua! Oh, and Fred's really funny. He doesn't really speak Chinese, and his English isn't very good either. It is quite hard to converse with him, because he keeps speaking in a mix of English and Hokkien. Weird right? The worse thing is that it isn't those basic Hokkien words, but those words that I do not understand. I'm Cantonese by the way. (In case some of you are wondering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After queueing for the bak gua, I went for lunch at about 2.30pm. Went back to office afterwards, and Tony told me to take some ba gua to reward me. So, I happily took some. Isn't it cool? I get $12.50 and free bak gua for queueing for two and a half hours! I'm quite impressed with myself actually, because I've never queued for something for such a long time before in my entire life! Adding to that, I was feeling bored either! Wow, I didn't know I had that much patience. See, money DOES make the world go round, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 3.45pm in the afternoon after I had finished eating the bak gua, and Tony told me that I could leave at 5.00pm. (Yay!) He then asked me to clean up the office, as it is going to be chinese new year soon. So I went downstairs, and yes, SLACK! HAHA. Slacked for one hour and fifteen minutes, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to cut my hair, (yes, I did) but the hairdresser that I always go to hasn't opened his new shop at Cityvibe (Clementi Mall as you guys call it.) yet. There is another branch at Commonwealth, so I decided to go there. From Eunos, I had to take bus number five, reach Tiong Bahru and take MRT, so I did just that. I boarded the bus, but it was surprisingly empty. Went to the upper deck of the bus, found and an empty seat and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the most miraculous thing happened. Directly in front of me were John and Kylie! Kylie was sleeping soundly on John's shoulder, and anyone could tell that they were a loving couple. The second miraculous thing happened. In front of John and Kylie were Giap Hong and some girl! The girl was also sleeping soundly on his shoulder. I was thinking to myself, double date?! So tapped John's shoulder and called out, "Hey John..." He turned around, and gave me a curious look. That wasn't John! I apologised immediately and explained that I had recognised the wrong person. He smiled at me and told me that it was ok. The girl wasn't Kylie either. But seriously, the guy REALLY looked like John, both had the same hair, the same spectacles, the same &lt;s&gt;build&lt;/s&gt; and even the same &lt;s&gt;stubby&lt;/s&gt; fingers! I was like OMG lar. So I guessed as much that the guy who was in front wasn't giap hong either. Funny day, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2530186581042062816?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2530186581042062816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2530186581042062816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2530186581042062816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2530186581042062816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-years-round-corner.html' title='Chinese New Year&apos;s round the corner'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2789895529992347693</id><published>2009-01-21T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:04:50.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful day!</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Didn't blog yesterday as my arms were tired. It was so fun yesterday! Woke up at like 8, and played MVCSH for an hour, and gave Cassandra her wake up call! She thanked me, because she said that her alarm clock wasn't working. It was really fortunate that I had called her, or it'll be unimaginable at the time she wakes up. So off for porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex, Mitchell, Cek and I went to the market first, after which Jessie and Cassandra came along. Our porridge wasn't even here when they arrived. If I'm not wrong, it was about thirty minutes of waiting, just for the porridge. Alex and Cek weren't very convinced that the porridge was good at first, but neither of them complained after finishing up their porridge. In fact, they were all praise. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Westbowl after breakfast, feeling all happy that it was before 12.00pm. This would mean that we only needed to pay $2.50 per game if we started bowling then. But &lt;b&gt;NO.&lt;/b&gt;. Aaron, Ngeow and Xian Jin were late, almost one hour late! We had to pay $3 per game after 12.00pm! Argh. @#$#@&amp;amp;%$(*&amp;amp;%)(*^(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex, Cek, Ngeow, Tow Wei and I decided to start first, since the rest were late. Jessie and Cassandra decided to wait for the others to arrive first before bowling. Mitchell was up first, followed by myself, Tow Wei, Cek and last but not least, Alex. When it was Tow Wei's turn, the most unexpected thing happened. Yes, &lt;b&gt; HE GOT A STRIKE ON THE FIRST FRAME OF THE FIRST GAME!&lt;/b&gt; Everyone stood aghast at that sight, before bursting out into laughter. It was just so funny. I didn't go quite well in my first game, my score was only 96. Mitchell and the others messed up my third game, by shouting @)5()n, and made me gutter! Oh, and Ngeow will strike whenever I yelled "CASSANDRA!", HAHA.  I didn't manage do make it to 100. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Aaron got stronger! Really! He could throw a twelve pound ball! Cool! Haha. I was quite satisfied with myself, as I dished out 8 strikes (excluding the time where I had to spare 10 pins) in 4 games! Cool! I was really overjoyed. It runs in the blood i guess. As a matter of fact, I did learn bowling for a month or two from my father, before I got pissed with his strict teaching methods and high standards. All he did was shout and rave at me, and even reprimanded his good friend for interfering with his methods of teaching. I would never forget that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend said in cantonese(they both did), "Hey, go easy on the boy, he's only 12."&lt;br /&gt;Dad replied, "Shut the hell up, (in vulgarities I cannot translate into English) don't mess with me when I'm teaching my kid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so screw my dad. My hate for him will never diminish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic. If I go to to my next school and they offer bowling, I'm going take it up. I'm going to train very hard and join all sorts of competitions. I hope my dad will be there to watch me, watch me surpass him even without his help. I want to show him that I can be strong too, even without him. I want to tell him in his face that he's not the greatest f*** in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo la la, that felt great. Haha. I went home after bowling, because I had to wait for my washing machine to be delivered to my house. Went to bugis for steamboat after that. It was awesome! The only thing that I was really displeased with was the prawns. The only job the prawns had were to make the soup sweeter, and not for consumption. They were so small and there was barely any liquid in the prawns' head! The best part of the restaurant was that they served MSG, salt and soya sauce! Hurrah! I think the girls weren't very used to dining with me, as they were quite disgusted that I added MSG and salt into almost everything that I cooked. HAHA. The only people there who knew that I take a lot of salt are Mitchell and Tow Wei, and yes, I love salty food. The mutton was the best, but the pork tasted bad. MSG made us really thirsty, but made the food really tasty at the same time. I'm cutting down on my salt intake already! I'm serious! For those who have eaten porridge with me, I used to add two full spoons of soya sauce, I cut down to one and a half, and now I'm get one and a quarter! Alex loves oil. He likes butter and sesame oil. Everyone was asking him not to add so much oil, but he just replied, "Life is like a horse race, I'm just letting cholesterol catch up." (Or something like that I can't remember.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and something REALLY funny happened during the steamboat! Xian Jin couldn't crack the crab's claw, and asked for a tool that would help him. When he squeezed the claw, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US moved back. It was so comical because everybody had the same reaction AT THE SAME TIME! The people who were behind us turned around to see what was happening. When everyone began to offer help to Xian Jin, it was a loud NO. *Sigh*, &lt;s&gt;Boy's arrogance&lt;/s&gt; Man's Pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were almost done with eating, there was some ruckus going on at the girls' side. I found out later that it was Jessie's mum, scolding Kylie and Cassandra, demanding her daughter to answer the phone. Jessie had lost her SIM card earlier in the day, and her mum couldn't contact her. My guess is that Jessie has a curfew, and she has crossed it. I hope everything's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us crossed over to Bugis Junction, and we saw these cheena couple fighting and the entrance. &lt;s&gt;Foreign talent.&lt;/s&gt; They were arguing about whethere either one had raised their voice. LAME!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell, Tow Wei, Xian Jin, Aaron and I went to to the arcade, while the others went home. We walked in and had a shock of our lives. At every single Tekken machine, there was a pro. At every single one of any MVST machine, there was also a pro. It was really crazy. We decided to play some simulator game, in which you have to take balls and throw and and the screen. We did well, because we had a secret weapon! Throughout the whole game, we were shouting @)5()n! It was especially funny at the mosquito stage, because @)5()n is really like a mosquito, buzzing and irritating you. Wow, I didn't know that we were that good at converting our hatred and disgust into strength and power. My arm ached like crazy after that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT with Mitchell, reached home, bathed, and went to bed. GREAT FUN DAY! WE SHOULD HAVE THIS SOME OTHER TIME! YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2789895529992347693?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2789895529992347693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2789895529992347693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2789895529992347693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2789895529992347693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/eventful-day.html' title='Eventful day!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-2151059995215415833</id><published>2009-01-20T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:53:29.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work.</title><content type='html'>Work was terrible yesterday. After taking 1 week's leave, I wasn't quite accustomed to waking up at 8 and going to work I wasn't late or anything, its just that my jeans had split! The split was around 5 inches long and near my hip around my buttocks. I realised that only when I was taking the bus to work! Oh my god? To think that I was standing the whole time on the train? I wonder how many people were already laughing their ***** off when they saw the hole in my jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I got off the bus I sprinted to the office, and searched high and low for scotch tape. And you know what? I couldn't find it anywhere! I went from the second floor to the third floor and lastly to the fourth floor, but I couldn't find it. And guess where it was? Yes, it was on the first floor. I taped my pants up immediately. It &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SEEMED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; like it would hold out, but it didn't. The scotch tape fell out after a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was normal, sealing cables in plastic bags and stuff. But my boss made preposterous request - doing weights because he said I wasn't strong enough. I know that, it's true. I'm very weak as a matter of fact I was thinking to myself, why not? But wait. Those were &lt;b&gt;ADULT&lt;/b&gt; weights. 10kg bicep curls? What?! 40kg bench press? I could only do like 5 because it was so darn heavy. The weights for the bicep curls were not much better. I really had hard time doing 20 straight. I know I'm weak. All my colleagues are adults, (unlike me I'm still a teenager, hurrah!) and they have that basic amount of strength. Britto and Sarith have been working for a year already, so those hard labour in moving crazily heavy boxes have definitely packed some quality muscles in their body. Richard was an ex-boxer, so I don't think I have to elaborate any further. My arms are aching quite badly now, wonder if I can still bowl properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-2151059995215415833?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/2151059995215415833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=2151059995215415833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2151059995215415833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/2151059995215415833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/work.html' title='Work.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4352795794404162990</id><published>2009-01-17T21:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:17:40.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi85b-9jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OwF4ehPw45A/s1600-h/P160109_21.12%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292260572975265330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi85b-9jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OwF4ehPw45A/s320/P160109_21.12%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivan and Huiqing.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi8brn6iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/7maIk6zSwKM/s1600-h/P160109_21.12%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292260564987800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi8brn6iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/7maIk6zSwKM/s320/P160109_21.12%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random shot.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi8GsHz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/D71IIehCccs/s1600-h/P160109_21.12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292260559352745794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi8GsHz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/D71IIehCccs/s320/P160109_21.12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cek and Huiqing.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi7hM7REI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iKfpkCNieXM/s1600-h/P160109_21.11%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292260549289788482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi7hM7REI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iKfpkCNieXM/s320/P160109_21.11%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snapped this while Cek was drinking. Hehe.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhQAsswTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZSdLQCYcZ3A/s1600-h/P160109_21.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292258702318682418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhQAsswTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZSdLQCYcZ3A/s320/P160109_21.11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another couple that I thought looked&lt;br /&gt;really compatible, hoho.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhP7dhpyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c94soIQN3oo/s1600-h/P160109_21.09%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292258700912863010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhP7dhpyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c94soIQN3oo/s320/P160109_21.09%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't know how I got this, but it's quite dim.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhPvMOmXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ot26qLdYPdc/s1600-h/P160109_21.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292258697619085682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhPvMOmXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ot26qLdYPdc/s320/P160109_21.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did Tow Wei take this or what? It's so blur,&lt;br /&gt;must be taken by someone whose hands were&lt;br /&gt;shaking. Er, Cassandra and me.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhPEysHaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mX4zah9XqEo/s1600-h/P160109_21.06%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292258686237679010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhPEysHaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mX4zah9XqEo/s320/P160109_21.06%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;s&gt;Chen Xi&lt;/s&gt; Joel, John and Alex.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhO9KeCeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qTaZJcDCjfs/s1600-h/P160109_21.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292258684189936098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHhO9KeCeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qTaZJcDCjfs/s320/P160109_21.06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Firhad and the 1C 05' dudes! Darn I almost&lt;br /&gt;teared while looking at this picture.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfokLaFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/M2IjqxjKz-I/s1600-h/P160109_21.04%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292256925136328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfokLaFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/M2IjqxjKz-I/s320/P160109_21.04%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivan and Alcinda.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfoSyo8CI/AAAAAAAAADo/U9Bws7lkU44/s1600-h/P160109_21.04%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292256920469041186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfoSyo8CI/AAAAAAAAADo/U9Bws7lkU44/s320/P160109_21.04%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xue Ning and Ivan.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfoNytgdI/AAAAAAAAADg/pkwFx6S1PKE/s1600-h/P160109_21.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292256919127163346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfoNytgdI/AAAAAAAAADg/pkwFx6S1PKE/s320/P160109_21.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xue Ning and I.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfnnhDICI/AAAAAAAAADY/URI0xIcIFXY/s1600-h/Marcus+and+Cassandra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292256908852535330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfnnhDICI/AAAAAAAAADY/URI0xIcIFXY/s320/Marcus+and+Cassandra.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcus and Cassandra! Hurry kope from me!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I mean, look at them, they're so compatible! They have 夫妻相! Really!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I'm not trying to be sarcastic or whatsoever. And Cassandra looks like some rich tai tai! HAHAHA!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfnK2iAvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MIGqv-qun6o/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292256901158011634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHfnK2iAvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MIGqv-qun6o/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dudes at table 15! My 2nd favourite picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4352795794404162990?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4352795794404162990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4352795794404162990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4352795794404162990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4352795794404162990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/prom-night-pictures.html' title='Prom Night Pictures.'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/SXHi85b-9jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OwF4ehPw45A/s72-c/P160109_21.12%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821037149689838048.post-8504293528265668317</id><published>2009-01-17T20:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:36:19.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry all, I know I have not been updating regularly, I apologise for that. It's not that I'm busy or whatever, I took 1 weeks leave as a matter of fact. It's just that I wasn't really in the mood to blog this few days as I received my results. My score is really bad, and that really dampened all my spirits and all's lost. So, I won't be writing my grades here. Been doing many things since January, but I haven't been updating. Went to Hokkaido Japanese Restaurant with Cassandra and Mitchell, watching IP Man, and many others. I just didn't feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is one thing though, that I think I must really blog about, which is Prom Night. In my personal opinion, despite all the efforts the parents have put in, it wasn't as awesome as I had expected it to be nor was it value for money. I paid like $50 and this is all I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall talk about the food first. It wasn't exactly horrible, but it wasn't absolutely delicious either. I really appreciate the efforts of the parents, but this really isn't the quality of food that I am expecting for $50. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was seafood fried rice, but the amount of seafood was pathetic. I had to really use the scoop and really just pick out the squids and prawns. I even had to pick out the peas. I hate peas. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were mushrooms, broccoli, and carrot for vegetables. It didn't taste good. You can get even tastier vegetables at stalls selling mixed rice/economic rice in hawker centres and coffee shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had chicken for the meat, but come on! Not fried chicken? I mean youngsters like us are suckers for fried chicken! It was like steamed chicken wings and chicken drumsticks with sauce. My goodness, I have nothing more to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the only 2 dishes that were commendable were the fish with lemon sauce and the fried wanton/dumplings. Even the dessert tasted horrible. I was actually looking forward to it, but when I tasted it, it felt more like mango pudding in water. Either the syrup wasn't sweet enough, or they added too much ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The programmes that were lined up for us were still ok, the dancing was quite interesting and that jigsaw puzzle thingy could really help us interact with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here comes the "best" part of the prom. Every prom MUST have a Prom King and Queen right? Well, I think that the graduating batch wasn't really keen in selecting their Prom King and Prom Queen. It seemed to be that it was pure sabotage. It turned out to be nothing but a great, big joke. So was the selection of Mr and Mrs photogenic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8504293528265668317?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8504293528265668317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8504293528265668317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8504293528265668317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8504293528265668317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-8653402371452651859</id><published>2009-01-08T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:15:08.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The suspense is finally over!</title><content type='html'>YAY RESULTS ARE GONNA BE RELEASED ON THE 12TH! I CAN'T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-8653402371452651859?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/8653402371452651859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=8653402371452651859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8653402371452651859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/8653402371452651859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/suspense-is-finally-over.html' title='The suspense is finally over!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5905195084213297141</id><published>2009-01-02T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:11:19.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all, I know it's very late already, but here's wishing everyone a  happy new year! And for those who are in school now, happy new year to you to haha. I can't believe it. One month had just zipped by in the blink of an eye. It is already 02/01/09! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Give it my best shot in whatever course I get to in poly!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;b&gt;Work really hard and get a new desktop and laptop!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;b&gt;Refrain from spending too much time on the computer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok. That's about it. This will be my shortest post ever! May post again when I get back from work, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5905195084213297141?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5905195084213297141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5905195084213297141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5905195084213297141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5905195084213297141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-all-i-know-its-very-late-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-1651390248749537894</id><published>2008-12-29T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:23:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've had it.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I've had it. Can anyone please tell me what's worse than having an autistic friend? Someone who is so bloody damn hell emo over a girl? Somebody who shuts himself out from the rest of the world... During school holidays... I've tried so hard, inviting you for outings incessantly. People plan stuff, you just refuse... "I don't feel like it.", "No money." (Ok I'll accept this one.) "Go for what? So sian..." etc. I hope things will change for the better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am letting everything out tonight. I've been seeing so much of it, and I can't take it anymore. Lets start out with a question shall we? Anyone knows what are the three most powerful words in the world? Ok, nevermind. It's subjective. I believe that these 3 words are SORRY, THANKS, PLEASE. Yes, I think these three words are the most powerful words in the world, if being said sincerely, and not just for the sake of saying it. People nowadays, what do they say to replace these three words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First for "SORRY". Oh, I love this one. "Fine, fine!" (When he/she is in the wrong but doesn't want to admit his/her mistake) "Whatever... *Rolls eyes*"Usually done by arrogant people. This is the SECOND most untolerable response when that person is clearly in the wrong. Here's the worst one of them all, and sad to say, I have to take this nonsense EVERY SINGLE DAMNED DAY. Yes my mum. She does it ALL THE TIME. ------&gt; CHANGE OF SUBJECT. The MOST irritating, intolerable, frustrating response when she's in the wrong. So, I came up with a way. (some of you may think it's rude, especially those with traditional parents and all) I will look into her eyes and repeat her mistake, yes you guessed it, she WILL NOT apologise, but at least it brings her back to the topic and she knows it. Good start for my mum, she's arrogant and always thinks that she's right. People out there should know here better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For "THANKS" some people will say things like. "Ok." "Good." What the heck? That's not even thanking the person! It's just acknowledging that the person has done something for you! Perhaps "Good." isn't as bad. At least it's a form of compliment. But "Ok."???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For "PLEASE", it's easy, many people nowadays simply don't say it at all. "Eh, bring me my pail of water!" Note, it's an exclamation mark and not a question mark. It's a demand not a request. Shouldn't you be more courteous when you're asking someone do something for you? This is an atrocious and unbearable attitude. It's unimaginable and unfathomable how much ARROGANCE and PRIDE a person can have. Well, born with the silver spoon in his mouth, I'm actually not that surprised. He's like 要风得风，要雨得雨. But my mum? What the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really consider my clique, well, a clique. The stupid thing is we don't really share many common interests. Believe it or not, the only thing that brought us together was, yes, DOTA. I mean, we're just so different. At least I am from them. Tow Wei likes gossiping, I hate it. Aaron enjoys cycling, I can't cycle. Ivan likes jamming, I don't know how to play any instruments. Mitchell likes Math, I dread it. Shim likes to play maple, I don't. Cek likes those funny clicking games on Internet, I think it's boring. Sac likes to eat hastily just for the sake of filling his stomach, I prefer to savour my food. (Not as slow as Cek, though, only sometimes.) See? it's so stupid. One fine day, two guys were talking about DOTA, then slowly, one by one, seven more people came in. And there, we have a clique. It's dumb, isn't it? There's not really a very strong bond between us. Just look at Mitchell and Tow Wei. Friends? Haha... Such a strong friendship right? Falling out with each other because of what? Clique? My foot. Looking at this perfect example, I don't really treasure this "clique" very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, friends are normal friends, a clique should be with friends with very strong bonds, and they will TRUST each other right? Hoho, trust. Damn this word. Assuming I have a private problem, be it BGR or anything else. Whom do I approach. Lets list out the people in my clique first, ok? Cek, Aaron, Ivan, Mitchell, Tow Wei, Isaac, Shim. First Cek? Nah... I don't want to touch on him, he's a great DOTA partner, I have to admit and lets keep it that way. Aaron, ok... His lips are quite tight, but he'll drop hints along the way and people like Ivan pick them up. What does he do? Discuss with other people, then the whole world would know. Mitchell, ok, was a great friend. Great listening ear, but can't really give constructive suggestions. He'll just lighten my burden. And yes, I'll go to him. Tow Wei?! HAHAHA. Great joke. Seconds for backstab anyone? NO WAY. Isaac, I haven't tried, but I think some misunderstanding is still stand between him and me. Shim, definitely not. He'll talk crap, and sometimes even telling his problems to me, making it doubly bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not that perfect myself. My friends in my "clique" who read this may hate me a lot after saying this, but I still want to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some of you out there will be wondering why I'm so critical towards my "friends" all of the sudden right? Well, it's the first time that I've listed out so many things about them, and yes, they might hate me, but I honestly can't be bothered anymore. When I have problems, who was there for me? My "friends"? Not even my mum to be exact. Want to know who it was? It was my window. When it's at night, I look through the window and see my own reflection. (Although I hate looking at myself in the mirror that's why I look at night cause you can't see your reflection) Somehow, it calms me down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start afresh. My life in secondary school has been a wreck. Many people know me as the crude, uncouth and vulgar cao ah beng. (I think, somehow) I want to change all this, at any cost. I want to go to a new school, and know new people. But that isn't enough. I want my clique to be as far away from me as possible. I don't want anyone to know me in my new school, I don't want tongues wagging. I mean, imagine Mr. P in my new school, "Eh, you know Lennard ah..." Stupid gossipers. I don't want this kind of thing to happen. Messing up people's reputation. That's all they do, so no life right? I don't want all these nonsense to happen to me. I'm gonna go so far, so that nobody will know me in my new school, as far as I can possibly go. I really want to start afresh, that will be my new year resolution. Bye, "friends" in my "clique".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-1651390248749537894?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/1651390248749537894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=1651390248749537894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1651390248749537894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/1651390248749537894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-had-it.html' title='I&apos;ve had it.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-3034844424279252353</id><published>2008-12-25T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:01:22.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Post.</title><content type='html'>Hello all! It's the 25th of December today, so Merry Christmas everybody! Yes, I know it is a bit late, since everybody had already done it when the clock struck 12. Hoho. I'm sorry that I haven't been blogging regularly, due to work. My job isn't a very tiring one, it's just that the journey there puts me off. It's not about the train ride. The time taken to go from Clementi to Eunos is approximately 35 minutes. It's the loop service number 15 that really pisses me off. It takes around 20 minutes for that darn bus to come! And yes, I'll be late for work by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really late today, at around 2. I was talking nonsense with Huiqing, that's why. I think she's feeling pretty pissed talking to me. According to her, I kept reading her mind. Haha. I feel that Christmas is just another day for me, a holiday which I can take a day off from work, that's all. I don't really celebrate Christmas. My life's rather mundane now, since I've taken up the job that my boss has offered me. It's just waking up in the morning at 8.00am, getting ready, and make my way down to my workplace. I will break for lunch at 1.00pm, and be back at around 1.30pm. (There's really nothing much to do in an industrial estate.) I'll knock off at 6.00pm, and go home. When I reach home, I'll eat, bathe, watch little nyonya (IT'S A MUST!) and go to bed. Well, money makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I missed an episode of Little Nyonya yesterday, ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-3034844424279252353?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/3034844424279252353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=3034844424279252353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3034844424279252353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/3034844424279252353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Christmas Post.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-6111477279190484002</id><published>2008-12-18T07:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:34:39.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work.</title><content type='html'>Hello all, I'm sorry that I haven't blogged for like three days. Please pardon me, as I was dead beat from work yesterday. Yes, I have a job now. Though the pay is low, the job is rather simple. My boss called me two days and asked me if I wanted to work. I agreed immediately, and asked him for venue of my workplace. It is at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; Place, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; Road 3. Wow, so helpful huh? Kudos to anyone who knows where this place is. I went to google to check where that place is promptly. It was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Eunos&lt;/span&gt;. I still had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;trsansfer&lt;/span&gt; to a feeder service upon reaching the station. (I got all this information from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SgForums&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ooam&lt;/span&gt; yesterday, in case I would be late. I had to be there by 10.00am. Had a very heavy breakfast, and set off for my first day of work! The train ride too forever. It is a total of sixteen stops from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Clementi&lt;/span&gt;. (This information is for Cassandra, 地铁白痴, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Eunos&lt;/span&gt; station at approximately 9.20am. I was quite elated, because I had forty minutes to spare. This would mean that I had forty minutes to figure out where the office is. But no, the bus ride took another twenty minutes. Hell, I tell you, hell. I dropped at the bus stop which I thought the office is at, but I thought wrong. I was desperately lost in this immensely huge industrial estate. I phoned my boss, and he gave me directions to lead me there. Finally reach the terrace office, but I was ten minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, my boss introduced me to a middle aged man who was wearing spectacles. I found out later on that he's the boss' brother. His name's Tony. Tony showed me around, and asked me what school I'm from, and the usual talk. He understands that I'm having my holidays and waiting for my O level results. He then took me to the cargo lift and we escalated to the second floor. He introduced two other Indian part-timers to me, (At least I thought that they were Indians at first.) informing them that I'm also a part-timer. One guy's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Britto&lt;/span&gt;(cool name, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.), and the other... I can't remember his name. These 2 guys are awesome man, seriously friendly and extremely helpful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Britto's&lt;/span&gt; 25 and his friend is 27. Both of them are from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lanka&lt;/span&gt;, and they're both Sinhalese! Yes, I finally! I can finally put my textbook knowledge to use! Tony starting joking about the T.T's so I joined in too, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Tony's really nice man, nicest boss I've ever met. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Britto&lt;/span&gt; had a revolutionary thinking, he thought that ALL Singaporeans could speak the same Mother Tongue! He thought that I spoke Malay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. He was shocked when I told him that I didn't understand what the bosses were speaking entirely. He thought that Chinese, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt; and Cantonese were all the same thing! I tried explaining to him that there are dialects... But I don't think he got the point, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do for my job? Some of you might ask. Well, it's just simple packing, removing stickers. I comfortably seated down ALL THE TIME. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Worked till around 1.30pm and went for lunch. Both of them had Indian food, without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;utensils&lt;/span&gt;. They used their hands to eat. I ate Fried Rice. So that I would have enough energy to work as I did not know what time I would be knocking off. Went back to the office, and knocked off at 6.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;oopm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed the road, to take bus number 15 back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Eunos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mrt&lt;/span&gt; station. Waited till 6.20pm, when the bus finally came. It was really packed, and I wasn't sure if I could get on. So, it's time to display the Singapore Spirit! I just shoved my way through the crowd, squeezing my way into the crowd. I was the second last person who boarded the bus. Directly in front of me, there stood a woman, (note*) who was wearing a blue blouse and white long pants. The bus was so packed that her long silky hair was just millimetres away from my face, not to mention that she's smoking hot. I could smell the fragrance of her hair... Behind me was a Indian guy, who was pushing me forcefully and thus making me knock onto her incessantly. It is not very good for a guy's lower body to keep hitting a woman's lower body... (Yeah you picture the rest.) So I turned around and gave a loud "TSK". Wow, it worked wonders. He really stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-6111477279190484002?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/6111477279190484002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=6111477279190484002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6111477279190484002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/6111477279190484002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-4489853781052216051</id><published>2008-12-15T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:40:01.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, it's Monday!</title><content type='html'>Hello all, it's Monday once again. I'm up so early because I agreed to go to Sentosa with Ivan today, and meet him at Food Republic at 9.00am. Don't know why I agreed, but yeah. I'll have to remind myself constantly to reach home by lastest 8.00pm, as Little Nyonya 2 hours special will be on tonight, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a very pleasant night yesterday, Ivan blew his top. We were supposed to play dota, when Ivan told us that Zac, Zac's 2 friends and himself wanted to play. Everything was fine at first until Tow Wei mentioned that he wanted Cek, Aaron and I to be in his team, playing a 4v4 match. Ivan wasn't very pleased with that suggestion that Tow Wei made, and started making sarcastic remarks. I was quite shocked at first, because Ivan wasn't himself at all. I didn't breathe a word about how the 8 people should be split, I was just talking nonsense. (-arspomntnbdmmmsd). Well, Ivan did apologise to be just like a second later, but I felt that i wasn't the one he owed an apology to. I didn't really feel anything, but I think Tow Wei was more hurt. Well, "To err is human, to forgive divine." I'm definitely in no position to comment on Ivan's behaviour yesterday, as I myself was not quite a calm and cool person. For some of you who aren't that close to me, you haven't seen my UGLIEST side. These 7 guys in my clique have. I used to be the most short tempered person in the entire clique, but I think I'm like a dormant volcano now, haha. Well, Aaron did piss Tow Wei and I off yesterday, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now, will blog again later, running late, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-4489853781052216051?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/4489853781052216051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=4489853781052216051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4489853781052216051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/4489853781052216051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-its-monday.html' title='Yay, it&apos;s Monday!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-7500345682031513269</id><published>2008-12-14T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:49:03.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Weekends.</title><content type='html'>Hi all, it's been quite a while since I've posted. I told Cassandra that I'll be posting in Chinese, but apparently I don't have the stamina to do so. It's way too slow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;, hated weekends are here to torture me. I seriously hate weekends, there's just nothing to do. It's just using the computer for the whole day, staring at the same old screen. I was lucky yesterday though, I had something to do. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Azkaban&lt;/span&gt; was showing yesterday, so I watched it since I had nothing to do. After that was Star Wars clone wars thingy. Quite cool, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I changed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! I've been searching high and low for a nice skin, and voila! I figured I was a fan of Jay Chou, what the heck, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still trying to perfect my skin, as I can't stand flaws in my blog. This is also the reason why I changed my skin. It is because my music wouldn't play unless you open my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tagboard&lt;/span&gt; section. I tried doing what Kylie asked me to do, putting the code at the extreme top or extreme bottom, didn't work. Thanks very much for trying to help though, I really appreciate it! Thanks. And Kylie, I'm a straightforward person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? I don't want to hide it and I certainly don't want anyone to misunderstand me. I don't hate you, nor do I dislike you. Don't listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Towie&lt;/span&gt;. He's gone bananas. Feels great to get that off my chest, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hoho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; in blogging, (Yes, I have to admit.) I'd really appreciate it if you pros give me some pointers. (Cassandra, Kylie. Thanks! =DD) I will try my best to update, but blogging needs mood and feel. It's like falling in love. (I think, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;). You can't get anything done if you don't feel like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a great day, went to school with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Towie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cek&lt;/span&gt; and Aaron to make payment for the prom. I seriously felt the pinch. I'm not working at the moment and $50 just flew out of my wallet just like that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. I hope that the prom will be a good one, as it will be the last time that the whole group of graduating students will be spending time together. After that, we'll be embarking on our individual journeys, and chances of meeting and having fun together will be slim. We reached school at around 1.30pm, and made payment. Saw the girls (Sorry I can't exactly remember who was there, just name you all collectively &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? Sorry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;), Ben Tan and Alex there, after which Lin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; came along. Arranged to go bowling together, all the 7 of us. Alex is a great guy man, funny, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Went bowling, and the girls came to watch us. Terrible bowling experience that day. The moment I threw the bowling ball out of my hand, the excruciating pain set in, running from my arm to my back. It was the strain I had on the previous bowling session. Bad day, couldn't hit 3 digit at all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bowling, all of us went to Alex's house for a swim. (Note, I can't swim.) Well, had great fun there, since i brought my goggles. Realised that the swimming pool wasn't as clean as I had expected it to be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. They were playing some wrestling thing by the pool, looked fun, but I didn't join in as I was afraid I would fall into the water. I can swim a bit better already, just have to work on the breathing. Swimming didn't go exactly smooth, as I was attacked by cramps. The first one was on my left foot on my second toe, the second cramp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; on my left leg. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Hurts like crazy. Went for dinner after that, (I didn't want to.) And missed 20 minutes of Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Nyonya&lt;/span&gt; when I reached home! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;LAH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;there will&lt;/span&gt; be 2 hours of Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Nyonya&lt;/span&gt; on Monday! Yeah. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that's about it, till next time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-7500345682031513269?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/7500345682031513269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=7500345682031513269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7500345682031513269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/7500345682031513269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/boring-weekends.html' title='Boring Weekends.'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5081025333997389481</id><published>2008-12-10T08:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:50:11.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Nyonya</title><content type='html'>昨天约定了Cek和Aaron去打保龄球。本想约多一些人一起去的，但忙的忙，累的累，反正很多借口就对了，最终只有我们三个人去，真是有点失望。不过不要紧，作天还打得蛮开心的，和他们杀了五盘，成绩还算不错啦，呵呵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚在九点正在收看小娘惹。看到月娘如此坎坷的人生，心里难免会替她感到伤心。难道长得美，有错吗？她竟然因为长得美，而被黄家的大小姐黄珍珠嫉妒，也因此受到虐待。在小娘惹演出的个个都是实力派演员，真情流露，而剧情也越来越精彩，记得要收看哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5081025333997389481?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5081025333997389481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5081025333997389481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5081025333997389481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5081025333997389481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-nyonya.html' title='Little Nyonya'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-5424715616029925339</id><published>2008-12-08T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:13:02.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it's Monday!</title><content type='html'>Yay! It's finally Monday! I've been waiting for a long time for Monday to come, suffering through the weekend. So... Just 20 more hours, and I'll be enjoying myself by watching Little Nyonya! Yay! Haha. I don't know why, but this is the first time that I'm ever so addicted to a TV sitcom. Even the Golden Path wasn't as bad, I could miss one or two episodes, no harm done. But somehow this time's different. I am so addicted to Little Nyonya, I think I'd die if I even miss a single episode! Omg. And I've an urge, an very strong urge, to subscribe to mobtv and watch the whole series! The best part is that I can spoil for you all! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I'm getting a bit bored of my current skin, but I can't find another skin that I actually like a lot! What am I to do? *Sigh*. It's not on the sight of my blogskin that bores me, but there are problems with it too! My imeem wouldn't play unless you open my "best." section, (tag board)I've no archiving. These issues are giving me serious headaches. The worst thing is that I can't solve these problems! Can Cassandra, Kylie, any blogging professional please help me out? Your help will be very much appreciated! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to express my views on an issue that I believe everyone must have encountered before in one way or another. If I've offended anyone in anyway, I sincerely ask for your forgiveness, as I'm not pin pointing at any particular person, but rather speaking in general. Back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people lock up their blogs?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why people like to lock up their blogs. A weblog is an online diary isn't it? If it's online, it means that people will be able to see them. If you're so afriaid of others reading your blog, why don't you just write your thoughts in a diary, lock it up in an old wooden box, hide the key to the wooden box in another metal box, dig a hole in the ground and bury the metal box in it? This is not the case. People read your blog to understand more about you, to know your interests and if they share the same interests as you. This is to improve the relations between people, so that people can be closer with one another. It is also a great way to help introverts interact and communicate; since they aren't really keen in talking face to face. If you're really unhappy about a person and you really want to do it, don't mention names, that that person would not be able to confront you. Even if that particular person knows it's himself/herself, then so be it! Let the person learn from whatever that you've been throught with him/her that you're unhappy about. Don't be so afraid, if you don't want that person to know, the situation will remain unchanged. Do something, don't do nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-5424715616029925339?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/5424715616029925339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=5424715616029925339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5424715616029925339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/5424715616029925339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-its-monday.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s Monday!'/><author><name>Lennard</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-4821037149689838048.post-521153243716118640</id><published>2008-12-05T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:06:04.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate saturdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, another tag, another post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just kidding. I have MANY MANY things that are taking up a lot of space in my mind these few days, and I just have to let them out. It's bothering me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with my new addiction, shall we? LITTLE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NYONYA&lt;/span&gt;. I think it's the best one ever, best TV sitcom that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mediacorp&lt;/span&gt; has ever made. Perhaps it's even better than The Golden Path. It's a must watch! Every Monday to Friday, 9pm, only on Channel 8.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276175246551058114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_roXTGrj0DXE/STi9bq9ihsI/AAAAAAAAABM/jGkGc1N3XsU/s320/little+nyonya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This show illustrates how people had lived in the post war period, mainly about a group of people - the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nyonyas&lt;/span&gt;. I just love this show, it's abundant with emotions. The actors' and actresses' acting really makes you put yourself in their shoes. It's so interesting, heart-warming yet at the same time heart wrenching. The ups and downs of life, the miserable experiences and the happy occasions. In this show, romantic love stories unfold and at the same time facing the challenges of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unscrupulous rivals who are even willing to take lives in exchange for their own selfish love and so called happiness. This sitcom also depicts a wife's unconditional love towards her husband and a noble mother's sacrificial love for her child. Many touching scenes in this show, therefore it's a must watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821037149689838048-521153243716118640?l=lennardwong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/feeds/521153243716118640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821037149689838048&amp;postID=521153243716118640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/521153243716118640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821037149689838048/posts/default/521153243716118640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lennardwong.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-saturdays.html' title='I hate saturdays.'/><author><name>Lennard</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/_roXTGrj0DXE/STi9bq9ihsI/AAAAAAAAABM/jGkGc1N3XsU/s72-c/little+nyonya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
