<?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-6660701</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:11:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dareios</title><subtitle type='html'>my blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>darren</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-460623462915638324</id><published>2007-08-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:25:53.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, it's my last night before i enliest, been wanting to update for awhile, even opening up the blogger page afew times to start but i just had no inspiration to blog, no words to put down. even now, i don't really know what to say, i'm just trying to force myself to put down a last post.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so the past few days, everyone's been asking me if i was nervous and excited, and i just said abit of both as i just didn't really know how i felt, until my bus ride home today, the day of lasts. ok maybe not really lasts, i will be doing all the same stuff again soon, but it just seems that everything is going to change from tmr. ok, back to the bus ride, i just thought about everything and felt a little scared.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i'll be ending off now, still haven't finished packing and i gotta wake up really early. anyway, i'll miss all you people! and see you in 2 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-460623462915638324?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/460623462915638324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/460623462915638324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#460623462915638324' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-1575769431650491707</id><published>2007-07-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:38:09.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah ok. i'm back. haven't exactly been free to update recently.&lt;br /&gt;well, basically cos 2 weeks ago i started working. been doing sorting and filing of motor insurance renewals at AIG. let's see, at 1st i was working in the pantry cos that was where a certain series of files were. and then i was sent to the dungeon, the stupid storeroom in the carpark where i had to file this rediculously huge stack(think new box of A4) of renewals and it didn't help that the dungeon is extremely dusty and stuffy which made my nose a seem like it was in a marathon. yup, so that took me the better part of my 1st week at work, and when i was done, i found out i had like 5 more stacks to do, and i had to sort them 1st.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so that was the 1st week of work. my 2nd? i spent the entire week sick at home, throat infection that was probably caused by working in that damned dungeon, although my mum suspected dengue when i had a fever for 4 days. oh man, it was probably the worst week of my life, i've never been that sick and the last time i even went to the docs was like more than a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;ok, so 3rd week of work? there is no third week. i quit today, the thought of another week in the dungeon and getting sick again just turned me off. yeah, and i wanna enjoy my last few weeks before enlistment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-1575769431650491707?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/1575769431650491707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/1575769431650491707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1575769431650491707' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-8520499896304602694</id><published>2007-06-19T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T02:26:38.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, i'm back again. and with regards to the last post, i'm ok, at least i think i'm ok so fret not.&lt;br /&gt;just spent the last 2 days trying no to think about it, doing my best to avoid it. well, of course in between the football, father's day dinner, fantastic 4 and reading there was some time where it did sneak up on me. but ah well, they're just thoughts and worries. guess i just gotta stay optimistic, thanks joy. =)&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to those who tried to talk to me. haha, it did help, really. and those that kept me occupied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-8520499896304602694?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/8520499896304602694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/8520499896304602694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8520499896304602694' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-3286575755445126440</id><published>2007-06-17T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T02:37:39.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm back again. so soon you might think? but yeah, guess i just got stuff on my mind to vent although certain details may be a bit lacking.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had another add on dream last night. felt like shit when i woke up lah, total mood spoiler, and it didn't help that my sister is renovating her toilet, re-tiling and what not. anyway, back to the dreams, it seems that they're starting to come true, with all the recent happenings and information i've stumbled across, it's been bringing back memories of almost 3 years ago and i can't help but think that it's happening all over again. once was bad enough, what if it happens again? i never thought this would happen, thinking that this would be it, and this happens. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really need someone to talk to right now, but yet, i don't feel like talking. so i may once again start appearing offline much more, even though my com is on almost 24/7 and i'm sitting in front of it most of the time, in an attempt to avoid that. but if anyone does feel that they want to talk to me, just click on me, and leave a message, i should be there.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i will burying myself in the books more to avoid reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-3286575755445126440?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3286575755445126440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3286575755445126440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3286575755445126440' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-2094678730685288595</id><published>2007-06-13T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T02:06:56.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. well. i was told my blog is dead and unattended as usual so i had to update. thing is, as usual, i don;t know what to blog about. bumming around waiting for army ain't exactly exciting stuff. i could blog about the many motion sickness and puke inducing lan sessions i've been having recently, but that wouldn't bee too interesting for all either.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess all i have to blog about that happened recently are the 2 camps i've went to this past week. 1st being the student ambassadors training camp back in RP, haven't seen anyone there in ages, camp was rather fun except for the lack of sleep i had on the 2nd night. hmmm, met all the juniors and afew other alumni, as well as all the newbies, some really interesting people that i would have liked to get to know a little better. only problem is that i don't know when i can get to see them all again. next camp perhaps? oh well, all depends on army.&lt;br /&gt;oh, speaking of army, still have not received my airforce COMPASS test results yet, oh well, as josh said when i was talking to him about it "no news is good news", so fingers crossed, i hope i still can get it as i'd rather go there than NDU.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm digressing, so 2nd camp i went to was sec 2 camp, nothing much for me to comment on that camp as all i did was sit and the friggin side doing absolutely nothing, waiting for potential problems with the sound that rarely and almost never happened, and it didn't help that i had to be there anytime someone was using the mics, which basically meant the whole friggin time. let's just say that that made me wish it was already august. anyway, that wasn't the only thing that irked me at camp. sitting there, all i could do was watch the groups and their activities, and basically, i saw quite afew things that irritated me. well, there was only one main redeeming point about camp, but i don't wish to point it out. i'll leave it to your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;arhh. it's 2am and i'm friggin bored. i'm not exactly tired but that's not the main reason i don't want to sleep. stupid dream i had 2 nights ago. i just so hope it doesn't come true cos i always seem to have this sense of de javu in future about some stuff i dream about, although i know it's very possible it could happen, i just don't want it to. guess i should at least be grateful that i didn't dream about it again last night.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i now have nothing else to talk about so i shall go off, watch some tv, and then head to bed soon. i'm dreading it, which is quite bad cos i actually love to sleep. -sigh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-2094678730685288595?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2094678730685288595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2094678730685288595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2094678730685288595' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-3424917732726484876</id><published>2007-05-29T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T18:21:04.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, after months of waiting? i've finally got my enlistment letter.&lt;br /&gt;going in on the 22nd of Aug. hah, but to naval diving unit,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-3424917732726484876?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3424917732726484876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3424917732726484876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3424917732726484876' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-3810466085725060202</id><published>2007-05-13T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:22:46.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they're playing with my mind!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! when i've been worrying and keep thinking about going into NDU and waiting for that damn letter that informs me of my doom. waiting for that letter that has On Government Service written on it every single day.&lt;br /&gt;so this morning, i get what i think is my enlistment letter, excitedly jumping out of bed to grab it from my father. only to gain confusion.  the letter told my i have been identified as a potential candidate to be an RSAF Military Officer, a pilot to be exact. and now i have to go for a 5 hour test on friday. yeesh. but at least i have nothing else to do. haha&lt;br /&gt;air force brings about so many new career thoughts. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-3810466085725060202?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3810466085725060202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3810466085725060202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3810466085725060202' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-7513772519721709754</id><published>2007-05-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:48:53.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i haven't updated in awhile, and since i have been double tagged by seb and mat. here's my entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EACH PLAYER OF THIS GAME STARTS OFF WITH 10 WEIRD THINGS, HABITS, OR LITTLE KNOWN FACTS ABOUT ONESELF. PEOPLE WHO GET TAGGED MUST WRITE IN THEIR BLOG 10 WEIRD THINGS, HABITS, OR FACTS, AS WELL AS STATE THIS RULE CLEARLY. AT THE END, YOU MUST CHOOSE SIX PEOPLE TO BE TAGGED AND LIST THEIR NAMES. NO TAG-BACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i like to walk in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm Pes A, but did badly for napfa, mainly due to the crash i'll mention in the next point.&lt;br /&gt;3. i fell down while cycling and on the phone with my brother, chipping my front tooth and probably breaking my left wrist in the process. and 3 days before my 1st cycling race.&lt;br /&gt;4. i can sleep anywhere if i want to, even standing up or while cycling.&lt;br /&gt;5. i can't drink or stand the smell of coffee, gives me headaches, but isn't as bad as it was before.&lt;br /&gt;6. i like to play fps games even thought i know i'll get bad motion sickness after.&lt;br /&gt;7. i can watch tv, talk on msn and play winning eleven all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;8. i'm quite scared of heights yet would rather be a paratrooper than a diver.&lt;br /&gt;9. i can burp at will.&lt;br /&gt;10. i took an extremely long time to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do i tag?&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know who reads this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;BERNARD!&lt;br /&gt;gabby&lt;br /&gt;ruth&lt;br /&gt;pauline&lt;br /&gt;christabel&lt;br /&gt;and whoever else lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-7513772519721709754?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/7513772519721709754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/7513772519721709754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7513772519721709754' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-10248683753301868</id><published>2007-04-11T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:38:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>major room overhaul gonna be happening over the next week or 2. all new cupboard, paint. and sorta new shelves from my sister and probably a change of tables from father's old office. now all i have to do is to clear everything. yikes, it's gonna be hard work.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, might be getting a new laptop/desktop soon, sis has agreed to take my current one, heh, just gotta reformat and pass to her. hmmm, leaning towards the toshiba or acer, 512mb of video ram. it's time for c&amp;amp;c 3. mother suggested the acer cos it's cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, new tv as well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-10248683753301868?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/10248683753301868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/10248683753301868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#10248683753301868' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-2649760663097711792</id><published>2007-04-03T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:25:09.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, alright, i shall blog although i don't really have much to actually blog about.&lt;br /&gt;i'v basically been rotting at home except for the occasional badminton or bowling session during the week, ED on thursday, CYF on friday, church on sat and SOCCER! on sunday. haha&lt;br /&gt;speaking of soccer. i've been socring goals recently, much to the surprise of everyone. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh well, another thing, i was sunburnt last week and i'm now peeling really bad. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since army is only probably gonna be in august only. shall go sign up for my driving soon. haha, apy says i should be able to complete it fast since i got nothing else to do. 20 lessons. hmmm, 2 months can lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was told o had to dedicate a paragraph to the babybear. haha, ruth the retard. who came up with the term "retard's untie!" to which i added "your shoelaces!", so that's kind of the catch phrase now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok, that's about it, i shall update again when i update. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-2649760663097711792?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2649760663097711792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2649760663097711792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2649760663097711792' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-2078699323801078295</id><published>2007-03-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:09:29.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems like i'm starting to neglect my blog. haha, i don't care. i shall update when i update. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-2078699323801078295?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2078699323801078295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/2078699323801078295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2078699323801078295' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-3955785798056299668</id><published>2007-02-17T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:33:40.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, this is a long overdue post, and since i've semmed to have neglected my blog yet again, i shall update on something that has been on my mind for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it started slightly more than 2 weeks ago when my father slipped an A4 sized letter under my door. well, it was green and was from mindef. i couldn't believe that i could have been called up that early. well, i opened it up and it was a further reporting order, i had to go to sembawang naval base for vocational testing. which turned out to be testing for the naval diving unit, the most shiong training of the armed forces.&lt;br /&gt;yep, so after 2 weeks of waiting and anticipation, as well as hearing many horror stories about the ndu, i woke up at freaking 6am to get ready to report at sembawang mrt station at 7.30 for the bus to take us to the naval base, only thing was the damn bus only came at 8.30. so the day would go on to include another medical checkup, pressure chamber test, 3 hours of psychological testing, fitness testing and lastly an interview, and it all ended at 7pm in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;the only problem? i had to go back the next day at 7 freaking 30 in the morning again because i couldn't do my pressure chamber test that day due to a stupid sip of wine i had at dinner on sunday. the medical officer gave me an earful. yeah, so i headed back again on thursday to do a stupid 9 minute long test where we were put into a pressure chamber and subjected to a simulation of a dive of 10m. after that, i could only leave at 1. urgh, i wasted half a day because of 1 stupid sip of wine. damn.&lt;br /&gt;yup so anyway, during the interview the staff sergeant told me i would most probably get into the unit, and that he would see me in aug or sep. that means i've got 6 months to kill, what do i do? i need a job man.  another thing i gotta do, gotta train up, trainings gonna be killer. heh. well, at least the food at the base is good. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, CNY's here, time for some financing of my new upcoming bike. whee.&lt;br /&gt;ok, it's 3.30am, i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-3955785798056299668?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3955785798056299668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/3955785798056299668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3955785798056299668' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116971118712924065</id><published>2007-01-25T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:46:27.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am sitting in the school library, after my professional profiling presentation, an utterly useless module which still determines when i graduate. aftermath? i've got to retype the damn report, why? cos i didn't add in a cover page, contents page and page numbering, otherwise i'll fail the stupid module. ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;i'm also waiting to go for my napfa test, don't know why i'm waiting though, left wrist still hurting since my crash, urgh, sure fail my pull ups which i haven't been training for since that happened. we'll see though, maybe i can still do some and still get a bronze, can just kiss goodbye to silver. oh well, 4 extra weeks of physical training phase here i come.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, good news is that i just have 8 more days of school and 2 more tests. so lookng forward to feb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116971118712924065?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116971118712924065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116971118712924065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116971118712924065' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116940026431443979</id><published>2007-01-22T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T01:24:24.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanted to blog, but it seems that i have once again forgotten what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, project presentation is finally done, questioning nearly killed us, but overall, guess it was ok, but 50% of my grade. yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;so now it's just the 2 tests and 1 more presentation and then i'll be super relaxed. last day of stress  will be on the 30th of jan.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, update again another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116940026431443979?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116940026431443979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116940026431443979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116940026431443979' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116885635809769336</id><published>2007-01-15T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:19:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PES A, fit for all operational vocations. yeesh, that's what i find out after 4 hours of registration and tests. the worst had to be the computer MAPAS test, more than an hour, the questions just kept coming and coming, and the person next to me was using a calculator, like wth!&lt;br /&gt;that's all that's on my mind right now i guess, will update more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116885635809769336?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116885635809769336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116885635809769336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116885635809769336' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116826272168531423</id><published>2007-01-08T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:25:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i could buy you flowers everyday, make everyday a holiday - i would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it's the 8th day of the new year, wanted to blog earlier, but when i had something on my mind, i had no time to blog and when i had time to blog, i had nothing to blog about. and i guess now's the latter, so i'll just spout nonsense from here on. heh.&lt;br /&gt;i've got 5 weeks of school before i graduate, or 15 more days to be exact, 3 day school week rocks, but staying at home the whole day isn't, gotta find more stuff to do on my off days. oh and during those 15 days, i've got 3 more tests and 2 more big presentations. as of 12th feb, i'll be free until it's head shaving time.&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116826272168531423?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116826272168531423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116826272168531423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116826272168531423' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116712277310954594</id><published>2006-12-26T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:13:28.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, christmas day has passed and i didn't receive my hadley's. so sad&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway, other than that christmas this year was a blast. caroling helped alot in getting me more hyped about it. had a great time with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;then there was cookie baking with the "heaty" christmas team, consisting of aaron, angie fern, gerald, felicia, lynette, rovi and myself. they started singing carols in my house, which my bother commented wasn't very good. hilarious. at least the cookies got some good reviews. haha.&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve dinner with my father's side and christmas lunch with my mother's side. was great catching up with the cousins, but wasn't enough though, oh well, more chances this week. oh yeah, christmas dinner at my uncle's rocked, he brought back beef, crabs and octopus(which i didn't eat, haha) from japan.&lt;br /&gt;midnight mass with the church peeps and laughing at dei's dancing. running a marathon after that giving people the cookies and lucas and rovi's performance. then adjorning to rovi's place. 5 person smackdown! woot. haha, then breakfast at the prata place opposite.&lt;br /&gt;more good things to come this week, ED gathering, dinner at auntie's place, new year's eve dinner at home then countdown at cally's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post should have been longer but my com hung before i could submitted it and had to retype. sian. oh well, merry christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116712277310954594?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116712277310954594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116712277310954594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116712277310954594' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116644220564810023</id><published>2006-12-18T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:43:25.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, battle for charity rocked. although was really nervous before my song, was shaking and forgetting my lyrics. oh wells, turned out well i guess. heh&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, water sales didn''t go as well as i had hoped also, ordered too many cartons i guess. oh well, ED has a water supply for quite awhile, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, lastly.&lt;br /&gt;rachel yeo yu rong is a baboon. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116644220564810023?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116644220564810023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116644220564810023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116644220564810023' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-116612075891877503</id><published>2006-12-15T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:31:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i revived my blog. changed template and added a new shoutbox. still gotta update all the links though. will do so in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;and just like before, i don't know what to update about, just can't seem to put anything down. zz.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this is just a starting post i guess, just to show that my blog is alive and kicking again. haha. i'll probably update on my hongkong/macau trip soon.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, ED concert in 3 days time, kinda dreading yet looking forward to it. will see how it goes, just hope we can raise enoguh money both for the charity and ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kinda late, still gotta go write my bloody professional profiling report, 2000 words! argh, due today at 5pm and i'm only up to 1300. after that still gotta write the final report for my final year project, 25 pages. =&lt;br /&gt;some holiday, so many reports to write. shall go continue now i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-116612075891877503?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116612075891877503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/116612075891877503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116612075891877503' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-115272777423268380</id><published>2006-07-13T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:09:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't bug me to update lah! i'll update when the time is right, very busy very busy.&lt;br /&gt;bloody fyp, supposed to go to school 3 days a week only, now i have to go for the 2 extra days a week to do the project. haix.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least the world cup is over and i can get back on lots of lost sleep and stop going to school like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i updated, so quit bugging me. haha, see you all in 2 months. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-115272777423268380?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/115272777423268380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/115272777423268380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115272777423268380' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-114726478450505416</id><published>2006-05-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:51:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/371/1600/AssaultBrown-DB06-f.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/371/400/AssaultBrown-DB06-f.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/371/1600/AssaultBrown-DB06-f.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm updating again.&lt;br /&gt;haha, you all can forget about the norco sasquatch and the other stuff below. i got my sights on something a little more affordable. hahas&lt;br /&gt;nice right? lols anyway, it's the diamondback assualt 06. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas anyway england was fun and freaking cold, wind blow only start to shiver. heh, went to birmingham, saw shakespeare's birthplace and home, and went to warwick castle. then went to london, saw the crown jewals at the tower of london, london bridge, big ben, and changing of guards at buckingham palace. only thing i didn't enjoy was that my com caught a virus there and i had to reformat when i came home.&lt;br /&gt;as for school, it's been ok, seeing as i only have to go 3days a week, heh not bad eh? but fyp is starting to stress me up, the more we cover, the more we seem to have to do.&lt;br /&gt;ok, think this update is kinda sufficient?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-114726478450505416?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114726478450505416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114726478450505416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114726478450505416' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-114425903043649079</id><published>2006-04-06T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:43:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be lame. but i'm spending the last days of lent abstaining from some things that are really important to me, heh, my home and my friends. yep, will be jetting off soon, and not returning until easter, but i'm bringing my laptop, soo if you rreally wanna talk to me, you might see me on msn. hah&lt;br /&gt;after the trip, it's back to school, at woodlands. zz, oh wells at least it's a new campus compared to the old rundown one at tanglin, good luck to you UNSW. oh yes, i hope the food is good. urgh, it better be.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, badminton today was good i supposed, except for the lack of courts due to unforeseen circumstances. well, at least i got some good smashes in, heh.&lt;br /&gt;ok, gotta go, got 5 hours of sleep until i gotta wake up. Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-114425903043649079?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114425903043649079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114425903043649079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114425903043649079' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-114356556657300669</id><published>2006-03-29T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:06:06.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo, finally ending work this friday, can't wait, being an office boy is really tiring and really boring most of the time. update this, file that, laminate this, photocopy that, deliver this and collect that. zzz, i'm only doing this for 1 month, imagine those that do it for 6. good luck man. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, realised my last post is asking for too many things, so i shall just simplify it to 1 thing. ok? just get me a norco sasquatch. &lt;a href="http://www.norco.com/ts/pass/templates/bike_enlarged.php?lang=en&amp;loc=fs&amp;amp;id=sasquatch&amp;amp;col=black"&gt;pic here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice right? don't be too alarmed by the price, it's not the same as the price here in singapore. the price here will be lesser than what you calculate using the currecy convertor. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-114356556657300669?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114356556657300669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114356556657300669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114356556657300669' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-114313278187547545</id><published>2006-03-24T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:09:55.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nhaha, i just wanna update one thing. if anybody's thinking of getting me anything, make it a dabomb cr8 frame, FSA the pig DH headset, truvativ holzfeller/ truvativ hussefelt (cranks), e13 chainguide, at least an SRAM X-7 rear derailer) FUNN LaunchPad saddle, Thomson seatpost and a rockshox psylo/ fox vanilla rlc/ fox talas rlc(forks).&lt;br /&gt;if you need more info(prices and where to buy) on all this stuff go to &lt;a href="http://www.togoparts.com"&gt;www.togoparts.com&lt;/a&gt; or you can ask seb.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so if anyone wants to get this stuff for me, just tell me ok. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-114313278187547545?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114313278187547545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/114313278187547545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114313278187547545' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-112255914847731076</id><published>2005-07-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:59:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok fine, i'm back after 4 months, hmmm, my last post was before year 2 started and now the semester's almost over. lol. been going alright, lab lessons have been quite fun, did DNA extraction from yeast, mutating worms, urine test(not that fun), that's just afew of them. only thing wrong with year 2 is that my gpa's dropping. zz. sad.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i got the sleek black bike already. woots. hahas, it's ssssoo much lighter than the old one. can go so much faster. shiok.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, coming back to blogging after so long is a progressive thing, so don't have that much to type now, maybe tmr. so ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-112255914847731076?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/112255914847731076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/112255914847731076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112255914847731076' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-111229065593945888</id><published>2005-04-01T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T01:37:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yikes! i'm seriously stoning my holidays away, spend most of my days dreaming of a new bike, heh. that's right, i want a new bike, so shoot me. hopefully can sell my bike for at least $800 then can get the new one with no loses.. lols. sleek black bike here i come. woots.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm not dreaming of the bike and anxiously checking and waiting for my class posting for next year *please give me a good good class* i'm lost in the world of la liga on my comp, completing the spanish league on winning eleven 8.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so that's basically how i spend my days, boring aye, stupid holidays when everyone else is schooling, sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway, if you msg me on msn and don't get a reply, there are only 3 reasons, 1. i'm asleep, 2.i'm out(which isn't that often), 3. i'm zoning out in front of the com. the 3rd is the most likely reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm just so bored that i'm spouting nonsense on my blog, hrmmm. guess i'll stop here, ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-111229065593945888?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111229065593945888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111229065593945888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111229065593945888' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-111164126933900410</id><published>2005-03-24T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T13:14:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, the cyf camp pictures are up cos shutterfly is finally up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the link can be found on the left of your screen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-111164126933900410?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111164126933900410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111164126933900410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111164126933900410' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-111029470769286026</id><published>2005-03-08T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:11:47.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: maroon5 - the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah well guess what, i'll be trying to get into the advance dip programme anyway, can do my specialization in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, just an update on that current headache in my life.. so anyway, seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-111029470769286026?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111029470769286026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/111029470769286026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111029470769286026' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110995307339669293</id><published>2005-03-05T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:17:53.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrhhhh! just found out that if i do the advance dip, i can't do my medical technology specialization, have to do a blardy general specialization, oh wait, general isn't a specialization! ahhh farrkk.... just when i thought i had everything figured out, something else comes up and bites me in the ass. crap.&lt;br /&gt;shall go bug wong(previous science fac) on tuesday and bombard him with questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed. module selection sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110995307339669293?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110995307339669293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110995307339669293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995307339669293' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110985888270140111</id><published>2005-03-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:08:02.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, haven't updated in over a month, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes, everyone's having the mad rush over what courses to take and then what rankings to put them in. hmmmm, oh well, got my own mad rush to think about: what modules to take next semester.&lt;br /&gt;already got the 4 i have to take: anatomy &amp; physiology, applied chemistry, biochemistry and genetics. but as for my 5th module, i just don't know, should i take pharmacology &amp; toxicology? or take cell culture? &lt;br /&gt;hhmmm. P&amp;T will help me into the advanced diploma thingy, so i can get my degree in 1 year after poly, but it's at monash, one word, EXPENSIVE. plus living expenses it gonna be like $50,000 a year. compared to a local uni, like $6,000 a year. &lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe if i can get the advance dip, i'll just apply to nus or ntu.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and cell culture doesn't sound that interesting, oh well, screw cell culture, phramacology &amp; toxicology here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still got some school work to do so seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110985888270140111?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110985888270140111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110985888270140111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110985888270140111' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110683285693486287</id><published>2005-01-27T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:34:16.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone wanna come to republic poly for open house? 17th to 19th Feb. i'm gonna be a guide or something, so tell me yeah. maybe i can bring you around, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut hair today, now not so thick, cooling, wooo. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, dun wanna update liao, ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110683285693486287?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110683285693486287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110683285693486287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683285693486287' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110666710554822154</id><published>2005-01-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:31:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: vertical horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey-o, school's been really boring, days been passing real slowly. at least got vertical horizon to listen to while away time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, laptop's been giving me some probs, think need to reformat soon, but i gotta go back-up my stuff and then bring to school it helpdesk to reformat and install every damn thing again, sian man. think just try and tahan awhile more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lady at banquet thought i was malay when i ordered my beef hor fun. did i get that tan after my 1 day of kayaking on saturday? only 7 hours in the sun what, heh, ok, guess i did get that tan. &lt;br /&gt;but if i look malay, then what is jeremy?&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall go no further on that topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like updating anymore too. ciao people &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110666710554822154?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110666710554822154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110666710554822154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110666710554822154' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110605720833187439</id><published>2005-01-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:17:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: jesse mccartney - beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, haven't updated since last year. lols. ok that was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, highlights of the year so far? definately the tiger cup semi's and finals.&lt;br /&gt;wahah, especially the finals, as lai said, stepping into a full house stadium and seeing the sea of red and hearing the lion roar, shiok man. haha, had great fun with lai, ben, vivien and her sis, valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bike is finally worthy to be called a mountain bike, haha, went to bukit timah on sunday, uphills were killer, downhills scary. but still excited for my next trip there, even though it's like an hour's ride from my house, *grumble*. oh yeah, crashed twice on that day too. 1st one was minor, just got a scuff on my knee. 2nd was really jialat, flew over the handle bar, landed on the ground followed by my bike on top of me. scraps on my left knee and elbow, both my shoulders and also my abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, almost forgot about rc superstar, ben's band made quite the fool of ourselves, but at least we accomplished our goal, to entertain, guess it worked, since the laughter was thunderous.&lt;br /&gt;but quite malu sia, thinking of going to ctk, ihm or holy spirit for a couple of weeks, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, don't really feel like blogging anymore, ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110605720833187439?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110605720833187439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110605720833187439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110605720833187439' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110417279712264653</id><published>2004-12-28T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T02:39:57.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalala, haven't blogged in awhile, heh, so shall update a lil now... &lt;br /&gt;in short, thailand, ltc, caroling and christmas were a blast.. haha. i'm too bored to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall skip to the past 3 days. i've been doing some stuff i haven't done in awhile, going to the cinema and to the lan shop, twice each, heh. kinda missed both, oh well, the emptiness has been satisfied, sorta anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who want pictures from me, you all have to wait, cos i can't find my camera cable, have a feeling it's still with joa, so stop bugging me, bug him, lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shan't add anymore. wanna sleep already. night, ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110417279712264653?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110417279712264653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110417279712264653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110417279712264653' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110259770893562426</id><published>2004-12-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:08:28.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas wishlist: nokia 6230 graphite cover with matching keypad&lt;br /&gt;                         speedometer for bike. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too bored to blog, but since it's been so long, shall just type in a short entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cycling again last night, on the way back got stopped by the police... crap man... i didn't even know what was going on cos apy and i were like quite far away when the rest were stopped and they called us back... oh well, details on seb's blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i dunno what else to type.. so ciao people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110259770893562426?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110259770893562426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110259770893562426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110259770893562426' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110139640404293451</id><published>2004-11-25T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T23:26:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: blessed union of souls: storybook life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, update on that day, i listened to obviously like 40+ times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok i'm damn full, had 2 dinners. lols&lt;br /&gt;bak kut teh at balestier was shhiiiioookkk&lt;br /&gt;then had to go sis dirthday dinner, thought she was actually just going with her bf... so oh well, went to eat at the pines, some thanksgiving dinner thing, the turkey was damn good. but now i'm the one that's stuffed.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm seriously too full to do anything, ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110139640404293451?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110139640404293451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110139640404293451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139640404293451' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110066628512826409</id><published>2004-11-17T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T12:38:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shite, mcfly - obviously has been playing over and over in my playlist, think i've listened to it like 10 over times in a row already. don't seem to wanna listen to other songs today and can't seem to get it outta my head. what's wrong sia.. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, miss camp loads.. ok, shout outs coming soon yeah, i'm in school now, haha, =p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110066628512826409?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110066628512826409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110066628512826409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110066628512826409' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110060622787325833</id><published>2004-11-16T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T19:57:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh, as promised, i shall update now, since not so many people are online, specifically my co-record breaking msn conversationalist *ahem ahem*, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, cotinuation from last sat, i still don't know who is amanda yeo. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, on with the entry, think i'll start from last thursday.&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the morning at home and then went to meet ben at the ban mian coffee shop for lunch. then headed over to church at 3.30 for con camp leaders' prep. did short versions of the main sessions of camp and then had reflection on them, the exact reflections that the camp would have. then went for mass after, went with ben, seb and bernard to angmokio to get ben's total90 duffel and rushed home for dinner, haha.&lt;br /&gt;i then packed, did other stuff and finally slept at 3+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, day of camp. met ben and gerald for breakfast at prata place, sebastian anthony was there too, chatted with him for awhile. anyway, had to man the registration booth for the participants later, and got to see some of my group members 1st, haha. know them before they know you.. wahaha, lols.&lt;br /&gt;official start of camp:&lt;br /&gt;my group: kelsey, janis, vivienne, daniel, willy and marc. elaine the leader&lt;br /&gt;start was kinda slow, only kelsey and vivienne knew each other and the rest just diam diam, = stress me leh you guys. ok, at least they seemed to have fun during the icebreaker, vivienne and elaine are so bad at whacko! wahaha, they both kenna be the whacker so many times. damn funny. ok, at least janis also started talking after that, the guys still quiet.&lt;br /&gt;had skit planning after that, combined with mayi's group, we did on the good samaritan, haha, story changed into a beggar being bullied and all that, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;ok, the sessions that day were quite meaningful. don't think i'll elaborate further on them lah. oh yah, throught out the day it either seemed that i had 1 missing member or 1 extra, the bimbo, janna hahaha, either stole janis away or joined us..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, slept in the hall, whooo, freezing cold, 6 ceiling aircons and like what, 12 people? slept at like 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat: woke up at 6.30, bloody roosters. anyway, some of the girls were pretty freaked during the night, some weird hooded woman went into their bunk.don't know exactly what happened, but they were kinda freaked, oh wells. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i peeled oranges for my group during lunch, peeled 6 in total, and the nail on my 2 thumbs split with the skin so, while peeling, the acidic juice went in and it smarted like hell, lasted through out the camp, oh well, hope didn't do that for nothing, heh.&lt;br /&gt;so another highlight of camp, for my group that is, the bible quiz. the biggest joke of the camp came from there and the start of where we actually bonded that much closer.was sitting at the back with janis and daniel, the quiz started out slow as we couldn't get the markers to write the answers, but underdogs rule and we soon were the leaders in the quiz. then came the last question, "which book talks about a talking donkey" everyone that went out got it wrong, so the group just frantically started searching their bibles for it. then came the part where janis claimed she was psychic and told daniel and i, guessing that the answer was the book "Numbers", my reply to her was that that book was actually about numbers, so how could it have a talking donkey. just then, willy, who didn't hear the conversationg behind, went up and answered the question, he got it right and we won. so when he came back, we asked him what the answer was. his reply was..... *drum roll*...... "Numbers" i just sat there stunned for the better part of a minute staring blankly at janis, who really seemed psychic at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was inspiration from her guardian angel, which we also had a session on that day.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so after that, we had Grand Silence in preparation for confession, supposedly were everyone doesn't talk unnecessarily and reflects on their sins. ok, preparation for confession was kinda stressing for me, sorting out the inner demons, anyway, felt great after confessing to the priest, glad to actually get some of that stuff off my chest. another funny thing happened before confession, the group told elaine and i that they lied to us about having did the reflection before we got there, anyway, they where guilty and told us. (janis, you were the ring leader right, must be. haha, the priest laughed when you told him that. =p)&lt;br /&gt;shalom and praise and worship after that, the CYFers went crazy, jumping and shouting away, seemed as if it was our con camp and not the actual confirments.. haha. everyone followed my "O-oh, O-oh" during One Way. yeah... wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;leaders wrote our warm fuzzies that night, dern helped me write the names nicely on the letters. haha (thanks loads and loads for everything babysiss, biggbrother loves ya loads! *hugs*)&lt;br /&gt;slept at like 4+, damn actually didn;t wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun: last day of camp. woke up at 6.30 again, had breakfast and then bro. mike's session, damn, couldn't stay, bet it was dammit good. had to go stack chairs for mass. haha&lt;br /&gt;ok, then came warm fuzzies giving time, gave to my members, (you all laughed! =) felt great when they wrote to me too, haha, thanks guys.. took photos and all then went back to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, stayed at home for the rest of the day, had record breaking msn conversation with my co-record breaker. wahahaha. and then slept at 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up yesterday at 11.30am liddat also. hahahaha, half a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's about it, be back with the shout outs in abit. ciao people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110060622787325833?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110060622787325833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110060622787325833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060622787325833' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-110058950106937862</id><published>2004-11-16T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T15:19:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shite, haven't updated in a long time... oh well, i'll do it later. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-110058950106937862?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110058950106937862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/110058950106937862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058950106937862' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109910877177406972</id><published>2004-10-30T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T11:59:31.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a way to start my morning, with a strange encounter.&lt;br /&gt;ok, this isn't some sci-fi stuff, but a damn weird phone call i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some lady called asking for darren, and i thought, yeah i'm him, and asked me if i knew her daughter, amanda yeo, i said i wasn't sure cos i knew afew. &lt;br /&gt;then it got stranger, she said her daughter was going to escape theme park today with me and a group of friends, i didn't have plans for the day so i said i didn't know cos i sure wasn't going.&lt;br /&gt;it got quite freaky when she said her daugther gave her my number and told her to call darren when she was out. =|&lt;br /&gt;even stranger! she asked me where i lived, i said braddell, and she said her daughter always meet me in braddell and always leave her phone in my house, huh!? she even ask what school i was in! how weird can it get. then asked if i had a sister in ij, well my sis is 25 and left ij long ago. so she dropped that subject .&lt;br /&gt;then for the rest of the conversation, she kept asking me iff i was sure i dunno, so i had to calmly repeat that i didn't know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think she was genuinly convinced that i didn't know anything and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty freaked right now, how did she get my name, number and know where i stay...&lt;br /&gt;and another freaky thing, that lady sounded like my aunt. &lt;br /&gt;arhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WHO IS AMANDA YEO!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109910877177406972?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109910877177406972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109910877177406972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109910877177406972' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109894179091056199</id><published>2004-10-28T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T13:36:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: mcfly - obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109894179091056199?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109894179091056199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109894179091056199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109894179091056199' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109850260979503013</id><published>2004-10-23T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T11:36:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>expedition to frog island was cancelled, due to lack of response? that's a weird one, everyone seemed so on. oh well, at least i can rest as the damn headache's still with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul yap yesterday, killer, school started at 8.30, and by 9, i was dead bored. what a "coincidence" our rj was to write our expectations of the module and facilitator! woo! i wrote that he was a boring piece of shit, well, in more civilised terms that is. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with my dad, met his friend/my ex-boss, he picked up the tab, cool-o, but in true sph spirit, made me down a glass of whiskey which i diluted with coke. haha&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i drank, oh well, had a nice sleep last night.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ciao peolple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109850260979503013?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109850260979503013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109850260979503013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109850260979503013' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109837460749720072</id><published>2004-10-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T00:03:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck on the brain: f.i.r - guang mang&lt;br /&gt;                          phantom planet - california&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh! only the 2nd week of school and i'm sick of it! been having a freaking headache since monday, bloody aldrin, now i understand why my friend's entire class left school during the day he subbed them. to add on to my headache, its 8 and a half hours to paul yap, bloody long winded ass.&lt;br /&gt;think the headache's been really affecting me, kept thinking today was friday even after many reassurances that it was in fact thursday, and another thing, felt really giddy after school, was walking sideways, the feeling stayed til i reached church, thank you lord. &lt;br /&gt;so bernard understand now why i seemed dead? oh yeah... and i bought my bag at beach road... haha. couldn't stand deuter's lack of quality anymore, so switched to a brand i heard and experienced so far that is more reliable.  &lt;br /&gt;nobody else use also good what, unique... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumble... had 3 hour meeting today,shag and add a headache to that. oh well, at least i got to skip training. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... shall stop here... still got work to do sia.. ciao people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109837460749720072?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109837460749720072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109837460749720072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837460749720072' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109774449735185623</id><published>2004-10-14T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:01:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zz, 1st week of school, sianx, at least the teams i'm in are not so bad, still can get work done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays lesson quite boliao ah, 1st half make us do some thinking out of the box folding and cut paper to make art thingy, 2nd half made name cards, haha, i am now a forensic investigator from Aniron Corporation. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah... speaking of forensic investigation, i know which specialisation to go to next year lo... Med Tech here i come. goodbye, general, pharmaceutical and biopharmaceutical sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrhh.... face is peeling, now is damn dry... at least the 2 tones not so obvious anymore. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CYF people! there is NO session this week, however the room will be open for all of you to come down to study.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109774449735185623?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109774449735185623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109774449735185623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109774449735185623' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109733581074022161</id><published>2004-10-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:44:11.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished my kayaking course todat, pengz.. burnt and aching, although the burn on my face only and my arms and neck super tan.... i'm aching from the fingers of my right hand across my back and shoulders and to the fingers of my left hand. *deep heat rub where are you???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah. was fun. had expedition yesterday, 8 km, changi park to downtown east... lols. go there got time go cheers buy drink, my instructors more pro... go burger king eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, too tired liaox... shall go sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah one last thing, i'm star 2! woohoo. haha.. okok ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109733581074022161?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109733581074022161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109733581074022161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733581074022161' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109695351418792927</id><published>2004-10-05T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T13:18:34.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BULLSHIT! TOTAL BULLSHIT! make us wait so dam friggingly long and there's no change in class and no change in the damn timetable, everything except for facilitator's is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrhhh! gonna have black face when i go to school on monday... dammit, have to face some blardy people for another semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109695351418792927?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109695351418792927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109695351418792927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109695351418792927' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109690068278399122</id><published>2004-10-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T22:38:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap!!! i missed the damn top 5% semester 1 results in school. i missed by 0.1 marks.... ahhhhhh!!!!!! dammit dammit dammit.&lt;br /&gt;work harder next semester....&lt;br /&gt;class list out tmr.. woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109690068278399122?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109690068278399122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109690068278399122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690068278399122' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109652488794932894</id><published>2004-09-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T14:14:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aahhhh!!!! down with fever AGAIN! was it that camp or the stupid weather, ok, it's both&lt;br /&gt;camp was kinda lame, same as almost every leadership camp i've gone for. even though it was dominated by alc people, was still kinda boring. &lt;br /&gt;the alc's wanted to leave early too, and if we did, half the camp would be gone. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, real tired, shall go do something else now. ciao people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109652488794932894?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109652488794932894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109652488794932894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109652488794932894' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109633673665755857</id><published>2004-09-28T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T09:58:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gone to another camp, be back late wednesday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109633673665755857?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109633673665755857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109633673665755857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109633673665755857' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109621060894763448</id><published>2004-09-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:56:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp, covered in mozzy bites, aching all over and lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;camp was fun, except for the tremendous amount of walking, oh yah and an extremely heavy bag. lol. oh yeah, imagine this, at 6 pm it's already damn dark.&lt;br /&gt;so lacking of sleep that i slept for 13 hrs last night.. missed my bed sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;another i missed, water!!! didn't have chance to bathe in ubin, just use prickly heat. while washing equipment, everyone sprayed water at each other, then i didn't have anymore clean shirts, crap, had to wait til i dried before i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had to lug the projector to church for session, was so lethargic during it. on the way home i was scared i would walk off the the pavement onto the road.&lt;br /&gt;reached home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, had bak kut teh at balestier after dinner, damn good, opp jerm's house. after that had surprise for jerm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109621060894763448?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109621060894763448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109621060894763448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109621060894763448' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109578569831596840</id><published>2004-09-22T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T00:54:58.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm off to camp, ciao people, seeya on friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109578569831596840?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109578569831596840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109578569831596840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109578569831596840' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109540533016134351</id><published>2004-09-17T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T15:15:30.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, the hols are damn boring, think i'm boring myself to death and it's only the 3rd day.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least next week got camp and my kayaking course is coming up.. other than that, i gotta find some stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, cyf tonight, tahan 4 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ciao peoplem off to my boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109540533016134351?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109540533016134351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109540533016134351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109540533016134351' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109525870519368587</id><published>2004-09-15T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:31:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just tried to change my blog template but failed miserably. haha, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, last day of school yesterday, went lunch and pool with some of them yesterday, then everything we did, our reason was "last day mah" haha.&lt;br /&gt;now got 4 weeks of hols.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the new class, although i'll miss some of my classmates, there are some i wouldn't mind forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, went for badminton with spens, weichang and yuzhuang today, fun fun. haha, must play with them again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... ain't really in the updating kinda mood, so ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109525870519368587?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109525870519368587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109525870519368587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109525870519368587' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109474176342009671</id><published>2004-09-09T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T22:56:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, 17, hmmmm, don't really feel that much different. everyone was asking how was my day, well, didn't start out so well cos had test in school, that was not bad, then was the day's lesson, haix, had to do most of the work, sians, dun really like enterprise module.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least dinner at my uncle's house was good. my godparents came, my godfather's birthday too. haha, got to catch up with my godsis too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day was also made loads and loads better by my friends, thanks to all who wished me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! hols coming up, only 3 more days of school, sian.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;alc pulau ubin camp, student ambassadors chalet and kayaking 2 star course coming, woo! shiok. can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109474176342009671?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109474176342009671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109474176342009671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109474176342009671' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109414583360585373</id><published>2004-09-03T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T01:23:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised my camera has been on a long long holiday, what to do, with laptop in my bag, go no space. heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, new bag on the way, then should be able to bring it around more often.. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109414583360585373?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109414583360585373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109414583360585373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109414583360585373' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109413988448429064</id><published>2004-09-02T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T23:44:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrgghhh! 2nd time typing out this entry, and no way am i gonna be elaborating all over again, it's just gonna be short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;had UT on tuesday, ponned the rest of the school day and went back to maris stella, walking through those gates made me realise how much i missed my 10 years there. 1st epople that saw me were my council juniors, got caught in a barrage of hugs, with other students realising how gay the student council is.&lt;br /&gt;few friends really gained weight in jc, others lost loads, cos of cca... rugby and soccer. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;saw heng there too, haha that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing more and more games in class recently, current game list i hhave access to, battlefield vietnam, c&amp;c: zero hour, need for speed: underground, crazy taxi, winning eleven 7 and counter-strike 1.6, school even got server for us to play cs, haha, fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, that special day is coming soon, wahahahaha *hints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109413988448429064?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109413988448429064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109413988448429064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109413988448429064' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109315312626691347</id><published>2004-08-22T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T13:38:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night pretty much started as crap, but turned out great in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out as crap due to some serious indecisiveness, around 15+ of us set off from church, and you know how many of us reached lor 8? 5, with josh and samfern joining us later. from the indecive ones, there were complaints of it being too hot there when it was such a cool night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, of the 7 that were at lor 8, were, jerm, bert, greg, bern, samfern, josh and i, bert ate char kway teow, bern and sam didn't eat and the rest of us had bak kut teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, upon seeing a certain character, we fled, we reached the playground opposite the temple and hid there until he crossed the junction and was no longer in view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is where the mood started pickying up. bert suggested playing blind mouse, where the catcher is blind and the catchee's can only climb on the structures of the playground, not being able to touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;so, bert, jerm and i started, bern, the referee and josh and greg playing zero hour.&lt;br /&gt;awhile later, apy, and later on, gil and ben came. so we played until 12. we finished dinner at 8.30. so think how much fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's the story of a crappy evening turned great with the addition of childhood games. lol&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, no soccer today, what should i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109315312626691347?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109315312626691347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109315312626691347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109315312626691347' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109284410264164813</id><published>2004-08-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T23:49:22.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't wanna be involved in your arguments anymore.&lt;br /&gt;just spare me, please, just spare me.&lt;br /&gt;don't bother me and let me live on the memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vb today wasn't good, didn't know a shit, which is very shocking, normally i would know at least a little, crap.&lt;br /&gt;well, after giving up on the problem of the day, i spent the rest of the day getting to know and having fun editing photos with 2 seriously wacky people. =p wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard mrt station after school to get my shoes, ok that sounded weird, now, i have them back, together with my shoebag! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded by visiting my old chi tuition teacher, saw her and jules after so long, they said i changed alot, ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109284410264164813?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109284410264164813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109284410264164813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284410264164813' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109275209458951806</id><published>2004-08-17T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:14:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes!!! smrt found my shoes! phew, don't have to waste $40 again.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go orchard mrt station tmr to get them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109275209458951806?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109275209458951806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109275209458951806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275209458951806' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109266465787060205</id><published>2004-08-16T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T21:57:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i feel like we're being torn apart, seperated into our little "teams".&lt;br /&gt;while others grow strong, we go weak.&lt;br /&gt;only i remain on the fence, stretched between them all.&lt;br /&gt;why? tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many know the situation, but few know what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;they used to be together, now they 're split apart, gossiping behind each others backs.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if any of you will read this, but i know only one will.&lt;br /&gt;will it be the same in future, oh how i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix, just had to put all that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smrt: pls hurry up and send me the letter that you found my shoebag and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109266465787060205?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109266465787060205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109266465787060205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109266465787060205' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109250156140463754</id><published>2004-08-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T00:39:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent $40 over dollars today... ok, not really spent, i lost my damn shoes.. arghhss! only wore them 3 times, haix, my aqua mocks! where are you? *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, lost my fav nike shoe bag along with them, i know it was free and all but it was still my fav.. arrgggh.&lt;br /&gt;how could i let this happen... how!? how!?&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta get new shoes, $40 down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i got a fibreglass cut on my calf, damn those kayaks, the big waves and big boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep.. ciaox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, this entry is full of complains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109250156140463754?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109250156140463754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109250156140463754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109250156140463754' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109236544594878861</id><published>2004-08-13T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T10:51:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a pathethic way to have breakfast, alone in the canteen. haix, thanks to those who "waited" for me after i said i was going to get food. went to buy food, came back, all gone and thus the pathetic time alone, prompting a pityful "why you eating alone?" question from friends who walked past.&lt;br /&gt;guess i can't really blame them, it does take a long time to get food from the western stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;session today, hope it goes well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109236544594878861?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109236544594878861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109236544594878861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109236544594878861' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109223301145911177</id><published>2004-08-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:03:31.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahaha!!! my junior was on singapore idol and got blasted. hendrik wong! it was hilarious, ok, i'm evil but it was just so funny. who ask him go copy someone else's "style".. wahaha. oh yeah.. banana man!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. tmr got test.. sian&lt;br /&gt;study study... ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109223301145911177?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109223301145911177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109223301145911177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109223301145911177' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109199143302576042</id><published>2004-08-09T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:57:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am now over on blogspot.. woots!&lt;br /&gt;ok it's late, i'm tired and theres bball at 9.30. hrrmm, around 5 hrs of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. ciao people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109199143302576042?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199143302576042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199143302576042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199143302576042' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109199113791839585</id><published>2004-08-09T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:52:17.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have moved over to blogspot... kinda fustrated with diary-x. yah so see you guys over in blogspot.new url is: &lt;a href="http://dareios.blogspot.com"&gt;http://dareios.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109199113791839585?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199113791839585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199113791839585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199113791839585' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109199089890046634</id><published>2004-08-06T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:50:03.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh! aching now.. since i woke up this morning.. urgh.aching in both thighs cos of training yesterday, never stretch enough! craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day observance ceremony today... unvieled the "fabric of the republic" lols.. every cca and group including staff had to do at least 1 piece of 1m by 1m clothe to make a flag with the theme "at RP" it measured 20m by 8m!! and kayaking won the best flag for sports category... woo!!!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of kayaking, kenna sabo today to be the kayaking ig treasurer, waha at least not ig rep =phmmm, gotta juggle money of cyf and kayaking.. lols. at least i'm just an assistant to the alc treasurer, just the middle man between him and the members..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah so anyway... colour my hair on monday with seb, mine's brown, i think... haha, when my father saw, he went to my sis and asked her "are you the one that coloured my son's hair?" waha, hilarious sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok really sleepy, just applied deep heat and my legs are burning. shall go to sleep for the 3 day weekend... sobs, still got school on tuesday.. damn&lt;br /&gt;so ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660701-109199089890046634?l=dareios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199089890046634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660701/posts/default/109199089890046634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dareios.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109199089890046634' title=''/><author><name>darren</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660701.post-109199082644618030</id><published>2004-07-22T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:47:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok, been awhile since i  updated, mainly cos i haven't really been free and that when i'm free, i'm damn tired.. so didn't update, since i have time now, no excuse not to update.now in the alc container. the wireless connection is excellent, haha, just had the point installed yesterday.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;basically, now i'm quite chao da, after kayaking session at kallang on sat, the water there was kinda filthy, my marist pe singlet is now braown, maybe my tan is artificial, from the brown water. haha... don't think so lah.&lt;br /&gt;ahma and shifu have been confirmed! and it was on seb's b'day.. haha, think everyone went out to celebrate with them after that, but i went out with my family for dinner cos it was a bro's last weekend in Singapore for awhile, he went back yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i don't think i have anything else to add. haha.oh yah... forgot to add this long ago, wahaha, cally and karina's wedding pics are up... slow ah? haha, sorry, forgot to post it up... go under pictures and you'll find the link.. yups.&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg, ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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