<?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-28090822</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:03:49.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dekster's lab</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-4165875607380546323</id><published>2010-02-05T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:26:03.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-4165875607380546323?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-8562351729102424869</id><published>2007-10-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:11:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Probably im just being stupid and all.. but i worry.. i really do.. even though i dont think much about it.. i really want your attention sometimes..especially just now when i was there at yishun.. i really hoped you'd appear and drag me to join u. but you didn't.. i wont blame you cuz i told you not to bother about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you want to send me home.. but i'm just worried about you.. i hate doing this.. its like experiencing the same old troubles again.. bringing me back into time.. it turned sour the last time.. and i hated it.. never want it to happen again.. but sadly it did.. i guess i'm just not good enough eh. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-8562351729102424869?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/8562351729102424869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=8562351729102424869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8562351729102424869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8562351729102424869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/10/probably-im-just-being-stupid-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-8067196322030615287</id><published>2007-09-29T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:16:40.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Exams are coming.. and i guess im just going into a cranky mood.. burden is getting heavier.. so am i.. ahah.. i guess that joke gone wrong made me feel worst.. and especially so when i hear you tell others the things we share close.. maybe im too sensitive, maybe im too demanding. but i think its time i be a little selfish.. because i dont do or say what i say privately to you to others.. so yea..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway... 1215225 21 19891812525 =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-8067196322030615287?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/8067196322030615287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=8067196322030615287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8067196322030615287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8067196322030615287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/09/exams-are-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-8945663001004236666</id><published>2007-09-21T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T02:00:08.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know what im doing .. am i wrong to compare? am i wrong to demand appreciation? its hard even for me.. i know it'll affect you as well.. but i still had to read it.. im sensitive.. very sensitive... feel like shit now.. don't know how to face you.. just hope i can die now.. having you locked in my head now is he best thing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-3314948404735674756</id><published>2007-09-16T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:33:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;erIt seems like i'm broke again.. haha this time i'm surviving solely on my savings! luckily i started saving a few months ago.. if not for the 90 bucks 2nd hand bag i bought and the 50 bucks i lent my friend.. i think i'd be able to last another month.. haha.. but it seems that i have erm...enough left in my account to last me for 2 weeks.. haha provided i get back the 50 bucks.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm in a delima.. should i pay 30 bucks for a present thats shared by 3 (so prezzie is 90) or should i pass.. haha a shirt! omg.. what shirt costs 90 bucks?? i spend less than $30 in the past 2 years (this year and last) for clothes.. and whoa.. im asked to spend 30 on 1/3 of a shirt.. lol.. such bad timing.. just when im pure broke..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i told you i dont mind.. im lying.. but at the same time i dont want all of you to spend so much even thou you say its just once a year.. haha nevermind bout that.. we still have 3 weeks till our promos.. argh.. and i havent touched my first 6 month subjects.. sian.. i'd better buck up!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius Danesh - Colour Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feelin' blue, while I'm trying to forget the feeling that I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Feelin' green, when the jealousy swells and it won't go away in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Feelin' yellow, I'm confused inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little hazy but mellow when I feel your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' fine! Sublime!&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours creeps into my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me you'd feel so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light, you're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feelin' red, when you spend all your time with your friends and not me instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' black, when I think about all the things that I feel I lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Feelin' jaded, when it's not gone right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the colours have faded, then I feel your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feelin' fine! Sublime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours creeps into my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody told me you'd feel so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're the light, you're the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the light you shine, the colours fade completely&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by you every time, I feel your smile defeat me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;colour blind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't deny this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody told me you'd feel so good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the light, you're the light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody told me you'd feel so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nobody warned me about your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the light, you're the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say im not being selfish enough.. but i'm just afraid that you'd get angry if i am.. haha.. its ok..i don't know if i'm just being stupid or its my nature.. haha anyway.. i want you to know that i love you..and please bear with me for the moment..maybe i'd be different in the future =D &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-3314948404735674756?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/3314948404735674756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=3314948404735674756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/3314948404735674756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/3314948404735674756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-seems-like-im-broke-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-7746199313027113387</id><published>2007-09-12T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:51:39.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was quite ok cuz i wasn't feeling so sleepy, after lessons i went to library to study, den jasmine need help so i accompanied her , walked her home and went home..  =(.. please dont hate me.. please dont be angry with me.. i'd listen to you the next time .. i promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have been so persistent because i care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;am i going too far? doing too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry but i'm utterly dissapointed in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sending you home was cuz i'm worried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;having you being mad at me wasn't my plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its because i'm the present and not the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reminding me of past self was not so nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lonely and afraid i would be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even if you were angry with me, i'd be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes i will =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-7746199313027113387?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-6194103097433964406</id><published>2007-09-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:52:38.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been a hectic week for me somehow.. have been staying out for 2 nights now .. i mean.. not consecutively but on monday and last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday ..i went to visit shirley's grandmother with her.. it seems that she's suffering from lukemia.. went cityhall to look for samual afterwards with jas and JM.. while she met up with her favourite ice cream ,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &amp; jerry's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pris joined us but stayed alone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Phoon's house after that .. thats when albert came up with that stupid game we always play.. hmm.. since we don't have an official name for it. i'll name it MIX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. as i was saying, he decided to play that ... with milo, coke, peach tea, milo powder, coffee bags and lipton tea bags.. i was kinda gross to actually see that mixture but despite it being repulsive at first sight.. i actually tasted quite nice haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the game begins, we have to play dai ti (big 2).. whoever lost had to drink either 2 cups of plain water of a cup or a cup of sugared drink.. but in the end we changed it to MIX!! i was lucky!! didn't lose a singe round lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that KT went watching ratta-someting.. that didnt seem too interesting so i didnt watch it..  slept in freaking cold conditions.. crazy.. at 3+ still.. woke up at 6+ to go school for rugby.. damn late nights are making me have this perpetual feeling of wanting to puke. urgh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.... chem lessons.. gp lessons.. where we had to do comphre and essay.. the essay drained me dry and left me nothing for the comphre.. crap.. THANKS MRS LIOU for the pizzas and drumlets esp from me cuz i ate something equivalent to one large pizza =0..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the cambodia people and her to celebrate wei qins birthday though its next wednesday lol.. after that i sent shirley home.. since it was too late i stayed thru till today =).. thanks shirley! damn your stupid dog.. ahah kaypo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an angel from above,&lt;br /&gt;the prettiest one that i've known.&lt;br /&gt;Best day i had,&lt;br /&gt;i will cherish it always.&lt;br /&gt;Ever so sweet and caring,&lt;br /&gt;had to be you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-6194103097433964406?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/6194103097433964406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Who Knew Lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You took my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You showed me how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You promised me you'd be around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's rightI took your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I believedIn everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You said to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd stand up and punch them up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause they're all wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you said forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember when we were such fools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so convinced and just too cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could touch you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could still call you friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd give anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When someone said count your blessings now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For they're long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I just didn't know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was all wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They knew better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still you said forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll keep you locked in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I won't forget you my friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause they're all wrong and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That last kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll cherish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And time makes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I keepYour memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You visit me in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you smile was all worth while,&lt;br /&gt;having to leave you behind,&lt;br /&gt;is the most painful thing,&lt;br /&gt;ramaging through my head,&lt;br /&gt;lancing through millions of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;embleming you as my angel,&lt;br /&gt;yet i still feel lost,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's feat has been done,&lt;br /&gt;ever so clear,&lt;br /&gt;oblivious and yet obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-109475525172416264?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/109475525172416264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=109475525172416264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/109475525172416264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/109475525172416264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/09/pink-who-knew-lyrics-you-took-my-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-3959645424495633537</id><published>2007-09-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:58:42.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think being sweet to you is the only thing i can do.. 19891812525..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-3959645424495633537?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-9143610583153934829</id><published>2007-09-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:01:13.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>x&lt;3, y&lt;3 therefore x &amp; y are both &lt;3.. simple math inequalities.. they're all &lt;3 espacially X&amp;amp;Y ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-9143610583153934829?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/9143610583153934829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=9143610583153934829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again after awhile of thinking i reaised that im looking , staring at myself.. what i've always done.. and i know now how you think.. now that im in your shoes.. i feel insecure.. its actually kinda scary.. ending kinda abrupt.. but.. yea im tired.. after the movie session with jon D erv and myself.. i 'm gonna die.. soon .. ahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-2154693751075389404?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/2154693751075389404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=2154693751075389404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/2154693751075389404'/><link rel='self' 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twice&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everyone would go up espacially you..&lt;br /&gt;since you;ve not been doing very well throughtout the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm would end here.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-7061356732114384730?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/7061356732114384730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=7061356732114384730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7061356732114384730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7061356732114384730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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know.. somehow i think i screwed things up.. with myself and others.. what am i to do... today's a rainy day.. the light is flickering at the other end.. yesterday is just a memory? tomorrow is not always a better day.. its torturing .. but its true.. just how and i scoring? am i doing it the right way? dejcted? fallen? no.. its no longer about my mum... that was not a permanent thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am what i am now.. will i still be him again? yesterday's me is dead.. tomorrow's me is far from born.. just what can i do... do i really have to share fate with bert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz you were there.. why do you have to be.. i fell .. i really did fell.. it was all done and said... floors a bloody mess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-4449274569455341121?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-1072162770570342456</id><published>2007-08-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:46:34.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes! i've been studying quite a little..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm actually feeling the pressure now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure headaches on tough questions..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went crazy on a few occasions..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fell into the abyss of helplessness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For hours on end...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You leave me at my wits end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Should i be to quiet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have no worries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I might be a little serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Response might be a little short..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Likely due stress..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Everything should be alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yesteryears lost ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years wasted..&lt;br /&gt;Even though its not obvious..&lt;br /&gt;Only few would know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-1072162770570342456?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/1072162770570342456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=1072162770570342456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/1072162770570342456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/1072162770570342456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/08/yes-ive-been-studying-quite-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-5521639925396402311</id><published>2007-08-15T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:18:27.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I think its been a month since my parents were away..&lt;br /&gt;think they're probably gonna come back soon..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not really sure if they miss singapore..&lt;br /&gt;falling too deep into their work? maybe? maybe not.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For i think i miss them cuz they were away so often..&lt;br /&gt;you people dont have to worry much for me now i guess..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... i just think i missed them out if a sudden...&lt;br /&gt;have they forgotten me?&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know..&lt;br /&gt;reasons for staying there..&lt;br /&gt;letting me be alone at home..&lt;br /&gt;even for a month or two..&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i should understand...&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i should have know..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Evenings should always be like this..&lt;br /&gt;only someone like me would know..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i worried all of you.. though i should have been used to it already.. i sometimes still feel the need to see my parents.. talk to them.. and yes. yearn to spend time with them.. and i really appreciate what youve done.. thanks 114!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-5521639925396402311?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/5521639925396402311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For the past couple of days i've been dreaming about the same person.. i don't know if im paranoid but its an onminous feeling.. its actually pretty weird.. and.. im afraid.. lol fancy hearing that from me.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, i've gotting that feeling back.. you know.. that feeling which sends you flying.. somewhere.. i used to like it.. but now.. its no longer on my 'important' list.. it disrupts my 'wanna study' mood.. ah yes.. its that holiday mood feeling im talking about.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn!... hope i can concentrate thou.. it means alot to me to promote.. if not you guys reading this will get to see my head naked next year.. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time flies pretty fast.. its nearing august now.. and my form tutor brought in bad news for the class.. DETENTION... it seems that we have plenty of late comers from our class and im one of em.. sad to say.. im the top scorer amongst all my classmates.. i have 8..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so happened that before june holidays i had 2 late coming records and suddenly last week i had 5.. amazing isn't it.. its ok.. i dont want to argue with my form tutor.. pain in the ass.. so i went for detention yesterday.. and the teacher was a bitch(maybe because i was in a bad mood), i was merely late for 10 mins and she asked me to go for detention for another week .. SHE WAS AIMING FOR ME! or rather at me.. what in the world!. showed some attitude and walked off.. cant be bothered.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chem lesson.. after that.. julien came to our school studied went out with gang.. i didn't go.. wasnt feeling too well after just sleeping for 3 hours before that.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i reached home.. slacked for an hour and fell asleep at around 5.. apparently i locked my door and my auntie couldnt reach me.. so i found myself awake at 4 this morning..great.. 11 hours of sleep.. and i still feel sleepy now.. grrr its 12 now.. and. yea gotta study for chem test tomorow so next time =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-2047566704005303285?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-8517957723672238314</id><published>2007-07-14T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:10:30.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been fast.. real fast, and soon after my promos my results were out, i was like a kid outside the gunpowder shop.. anxious.. yet afraid.. if i was lucky.. i could sneak a few packets of gunpower away.. on the other hand. i might just explode and die while holding em.. forgive the story.. it kinda sucked cuz im a lil happy for my marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happt with the fact that i passed all my H2 subjects but at the same time i felt that i could do better..so its a mixed feeling. i mean.. i got Us for all my subjects last year as compared to UEEDC this year.. hopefully i'd be able to do better for promos..&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/28090822-8517957723672238314?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/8517957723672238314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=8517957723672238314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8517957723672238314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8517957723672238314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-has-been-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-4882640757433251136</id><published>2007-06-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:44:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been a long time since i've blogged.. not that many people are reading this.. but it just reminds me of how lazy i am blah blah blah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yea.. last saturday 16 june.. i went for this famine camp which i signed up together with the OCIP trip , it was a 30 hour fasting camp.. didn't think of it much .. maybe just the thought of starving 30 hours plus some meditation.. to tell you the truth, i thought the camp was gonna be boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean.. what else can we do while starving(not that they would ask us to run a full marathon) ? what i thought then was that they would ask us to be like some shaolin monk, with a whole mass of famine campers doing some mass meditation in a MPH(muti-purpose hall) sort of thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what started out to be a good day went out really wrong.. some people (&gt;1) who were supposed to meet me (or rather meet up.. including me) were late.. for those who know me better knows that CHING WAI DEK ABSOLUTELY HATES PEOPLE WHO ARE LATE.. thats cuz i'd usually be early , if not i'd inform that i'd be late.. sad.. girls.. haiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but then again we made it in the nick of time .. well.. late by awhile thanks to auntie's speeding technique.. absolute tourqe VrooooOOMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that camp was fun.. it turned out that they had more fun programmes planned out for us; lectures, games, some kid named Ly Long from cambodia sharing his experience with his mum for the first day.. that game was pretty fun. lots of exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;second day was allocated for the newspaper collection .. which was tiring to some extent.. considering the fact that we did not consume solid food for around 20 hours now.. that lead to fatigue but we managed thru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really.. 30 hours is nothing.. piece of cake.. chicken feet.. for only 30 hours .. thats because we're only enduring 30 hours.. not 300 hours..i'd put it in a senario where i sleep for 30 hours without food.. the truth is,30 hours passes very fast..i we would have done twice that amount it might be a little difficult..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, we would get hungry every now and then.. but after awhile the feeling would go away.. but for me.. its not the being hungry part that is hard.. its the part of resisting food that is hard... luckily for me there wasn't any obvious available food source around me that tempted me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ironically they provided us with 'sugared' water(yeos packet drinks) for our meals.. kinda defeated the purpose of a famine camp huh. they should just let us have plain water luh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and finally when the 30 hours were up, we were offered burger king burgers.. for a person who didn't eat a thing for 30 hours.. you'd expect to see him lunge at the food presented.. but surprisingly i wasn't hungry.. infact one burger was enough to shut me up for the whole night.. i was stuffed.. but the kia su side of me decided to look for more free burgers.. and in the end i ate 3 of em.. felt like dying .. and apparently i ate more after that.. a can of corned beef, big packet of chips, chicken chop(a little.. shared with a friend) , ba zhang and a slice of bread(it went with the corned beef) .. it was then i realised that the stuff i just ate was very hi in salt content.. i'm doomed.. hopefully i dont develope kidney stones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yea yea.. long post.. so what..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;apparently i did something stupid a few days ago.. felt like stabbing myself.. what was i thinking telling you the truth.. in this way?? that must suck..i feel stupid.. and now im sick.. having a flu and it doesn't help at all..infact having two impact hitting me in a day was devastating.. but what ever the case a.. i still shiter u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-4882640757433251136?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/4882640757433251136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=4882640757433251136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/4882640757433251136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/4882640757433251136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-4021448753206316995</id><published>2007-06-02T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:32:32.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK! - 5th day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well.. as most of you people out there reading this.. this is the 5th day that i have been back.. erm... at the back of my head there's this really really  reallllly naggy feeling that if i had a choice.. i'd give up everything i have in singapore and stay in cambodia.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the past few nights, i couldn't really sleep well.. i just missed the stuffy nights in cambodia with the team..thats not all thats keeping me awake.. but rather the people and the enviroment over at the other side.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although i didn't get to visit places outside the village of pouk(i think its pouk.. im not sure. haha) but it was really cosy.. real nice for hanging out..and slacking and.. in short a simple life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought i had missed that place for its people and place.. but the more i ponder over the reason why i had missed the place so much might not entirely lie with those 2 reasons, and i realised that assimilation with the place wouldn't have been so successful without the team... and in short, yes.. i miss their company as well.. as absurb as it may sound.. but we've been through 10 days of journey together.. with stories and jokes we share and that only we know.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes.. i feel lonely.. after being so used to the team's company.. so much so its disturbing. but then again i'm having driving lessons this month and hopefully that'll take my mind off the being lonely feeling ^^ - yeah.. 5 sessions 9th lesson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-4021448753206316995?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-859132262121229103</id><published>2007-05-15T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:17:56.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodian project</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;   the cambodia project.. i don't know.. feel kinda dissapointed. i know i shouldn't be... cuz i didn't attend many facilitations.. and i have no right to expect things to go my way.. but i do feel that there are some rather 'bochup' people in the group.. yea.. we're running outta time.. but i still think we should give em the best we can.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     dissapointed.. real sad... but then again.. its not MY project.. is OUR project.. so i guess if there are people who wanna slack. well.. we'll all get less from this experience then^^ hah. . can't care less already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-859132262121229103?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/859132262121229103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=859132262121229103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/859132262121229103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/859132262121229103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/05/cambodian-project.html' title='Cambodian project'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-4190989266450118898</id><published>2007-05-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:32:05.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;well.. im sick.. went out yesterday to play basketball int the morning.. and realised i was sick in the afternoon.. apparently i ponned chem prac lessons.. and well. i got feverish on the way home.. almost died.. then i slept with aches all over..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.. so i felt a little better today .. so i asked cynthia out to study.. wah.. studying with cher leh!! so nervous la..(bleh.. so what if a social teacher is doing chem with me.. lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more thing to add.. bishan library is damn cold.. my fingers froze.. literally..i swear ! if i'd stayed longer in that god forsaken place i would've gotten frostbite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea.. and i got sick again.. the fever came back.. my sorethroat worsened.. i just coughed out 500g of phlem.. the viscous one.. looks like glue goo.. feels like it too.. feel so much better.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somehow.. i feel attached..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-4190989266450118898?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/4190989266450118898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=4190989266450118898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/4190989266450118898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/4190989266450118898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-953621300459594357</id><published>2007-05-06T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:25:48.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unwell- matchbox 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All day staring at the ceiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Making friends with shadows on my wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All night hearing voices telling me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I should get some sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because tomorrow might be good for something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold onFeeling like I'm heading for a breakdown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm just a little unwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right now you can't tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A different side of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm just a little impaired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right now you don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But soon enough you're gonna think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how I used to be...me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm talking to myself in public&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dodging glances on the train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know they've all been talking bout me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can hear them whisper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of all the hours thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow I've lost my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm just a little unwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right now you can't tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A different side of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not crazy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a little impaired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right now you don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But soon enough you're gonna think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been talking in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty soon they'll come to get meYeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; they're taking me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not crazy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just a little unwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right now you can't tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A different side of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm just a little impaired&lt;br /&gt;I know right now you don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But soon enough you're gonna think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, how I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm just a little unwell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-953621300459594357?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/953621300459594357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=953621300459594357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/953621300459594357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/953621300459594357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/05/unwell-matchbox-20.html' title='unwell- matchbox 20'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-7701954154141108883</id><published>2007-05-05T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:44:13.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Last match of the season... we lost to RJ.. fair match.. yea thou we lost i didn't really feel sad.. i felt relieved.. maybe because the burden was taken off my shoulders.. ah well.. back to cambodia facilitation and studies now i guess.. oh ya, i'm going to cambodia for CIP trip.. cool eh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its basically a volunteery thing where a few of us get selected to help out people in siem reap e.g. build roads, teach and bring them lotsa fun..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i found out one day that i'll be working with some obnoxious bitch..not mentioning who.. can be guy or girl.. but then again.. lucky another friend of mine offered to join me.. lucky me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yea.. i met up with cynthia today.. erm.. its kinda complicated.. our relationship , as mentioned by her.. well... lets see.. her uncle is my grandparent's god son.. so he's my god uncle... hmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so isn't that simple? according to her im her god cousin.. lol.. small world..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny thing is.. i only got to know her 5 days ago.. coolness.. i finaly passed my BTT.. and now i've to dread the FTT(b= basic, f=final) its kinda dumb.. if you come to think about it.. or rather. when u read the FTT booklet.. you'll find that its the procedures of driving and such.. so why not scrape FTT and just let the world just take BTT and move on to their practical??  hmm.. weird..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that i recieved a call from hairyman nicklaus.. he jio-ed' me to play badminton.. apparently his mom's colleagues booked 2 courts and they're not fully utilising it. so yea.. i was invited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thing i should stop here now.. im tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-7701954154141108883?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/7701954154141108883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=7701954154141108883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7701954154141108883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7701954154141108883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-match-of-season.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-6196114654035476001</id><published>2007-05-05T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:29:13.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.. its my birthday today.. and i have a match.. with ij..  nothing much to mention here.. maybe just that the refrees are too damned biased.. cant say more.. we lost ofcourse.. thought we might have actually won if the refrees aren't so biased.. hope they burn in hell.. those SOB.. boo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-6196114654035476001?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/6196114654035476001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=6196114654035476001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/6196114654035476001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/6196114654035476001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-8908661025455057853</id><published>2007-04-11T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:43:09.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeap.. its me again.. haven't been posting in a million years now, guess i dont have enough time to blog.. yes yes..time.. it's the only resource we're really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;short of, why? i've heard.. and i mean..literally.. heard people wishing they had more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you mean.. a longer life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            or just longer hours in a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                think about it.. what would you do with lets say.. 2 times the usual amount of time we had..  ermmm.. lemme do the math.. ........ ....... lets juz say im real bad at it.. i'd give 50 hours.. just to round it up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would we have done with that extra 26 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;lessons&lt;br /&gt;lessons&lt;br /&gt;lessons&lt;br /&gt;do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.. we would still have used 1/3 of our time sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            and what do we have to gain from this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be frank.. having more time is only a fantasy.. something that could only be wished for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        to be frank.. we'd still waste considerable amount every day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end.. we'd wish for more hours.. more time.. yep. thats right.. it's a never ending wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that concludes it.. it's time we make full use of our time.. and.. yea.. do something we like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; since we would ever get the 'extra time' we wanted.. it juz have to mean that we might not live long.. yea.. so enjoy and don't regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-8908661025455057853?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/8908661025455057853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=8908661025455057853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8908661025455057853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/8908661025455057853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-3260374473615553976</id><published>2007-03-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:11:54.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Well guys (and gals).. haven't got the time to blog recently.. have been busy studying and training.. what for? well.. first of all there's the NAPFA test we all fear.. and more importantly the basketball tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       If you'd ask me.. NAPFA stands for National Annual Physical fitness Assignment.. more than assessment.. i mean.. the school sorta forces us to run.. run .. run and run some more.. pull ourselves up like 20 times a session and expects short people of different physique to do a standard set of result according to age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Well.. for the tournament, apparently our teacher in-charge didn't went for th drawing of lots..in the end we got IJ, RJ, and HCI as our opponents... sure is a challenge.. somehow.. i wonder.. how can top schools accept people who aren't good in their studies appeal in through CCAs.. it's unfair.. but i'm sure proud of YJ's basketball team.. many of us didn't have any background skill to begin with.. and we could play so much better than some of those who did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       For those of you who didn't know yet.. yes.. im a retainee.. and im kinda proud of it.. why? well.. i'd think of it as an achievement , i mean.. how many people actually get to retain twice? who else is as privileged as me? to be able to know so many more friends and actually have fun at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Time waits for no one.. yes.. thats true.. but it also means that you have to enjoy or live to your fullest in life.. truthfully speaking.. from the bottom of my heart.. youth is a blessing.. if you'd think about it.. i doubt you would ever have such fun after you've gone out to work.. so yea.. every year i have in school.. i'd be proud of it.. not just because i've been given this 'privilege' but it also means that i can get to know more friends. it sure wouldn't have been this way if i've done any better for my studies.. haha sad to say that.. but at least im starting to study harder now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I dont like my brother always telling me that i have to get an A.. because i believe life is not about being successful.. but more to enjoy life.. of course being successful is an incentive.. but when you are successful.. well. lets just put it this way.. you'd be too busy enjoying.. haha thats what i think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. kinda tired now.. ZZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-3260374473615553976?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/3260374473615553976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=3260374473615553976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/3260374473615553976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/3260374473615553976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-guys-and-gals.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-7997142771358238207</id><published>2007-03-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:14:33.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/Rfq2V6ojADI/AAAAAAAAABY/__txA_QWL7o/s1600-h/XD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/Rfq2V6ojAEI/AAAAAAAAABg/DcNwEXd6Gpw/s320/shagged+XP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042543220427522114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-7997142771358238207?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/7997142771358238207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=7997142771358238207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7997142771358238207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/7997142771358238207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/Rfq2V6ojADI/AAAAAAAAABY/__txA_QWL7o/s72-c/XD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-5186268769117663498</id><published>2007-03-16T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:41:41.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   Heh heh.. the last post was a fluke.. well.. had nothing better to do la..wanted to see some people's reaction thou.. especially when something about me telling people that someone is irritating.. erm.. i'm actually not too bothered by it.. rather.. i am quite confused by that.. one reason would be that i dont talk much about you to other people about you.. and the other fact is that i'd never say anything like irritating about you.. well.. cuz down to the basics.. i dont talk much about you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Enough said.. erm.. had quite a week .. eventful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 days of matches.. i went to sentosa with jon and daryl.. yea yea kinda gay.. but yea there we were.. sun tanning babe watching.. thou there wasn't many people on the beach that day , we didn't have a plan. so after that we decided to watch 300.. what a show.. just the show for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. because SOMEBODY wasn't 18....YET! we couldn't buy the tix..so we decided to go shopping.. look around while coming up with ideas to beat the M18 law.. how to sneak in without getting caught.. and that when clar appeared.. such a coincidence .. so she bought the tickets with us so we can sneak the little boy in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met clar and geryll after the show.. stayed up the whole night .. walked to some mac in bkt merah.. cab home.. slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 11.. packed up.. jon left without me knowing.. and well.. went t YJC for the ACJC match.. end up getting drenched.. bloody rain.. didn't even get to play .. but atleast we did some drills in ACJC.. so yea.. didn't waste much time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chem in the morning.. played ball in school for awhile.. went home.. went for a run.. had dinner .. WENT CLUBBING.. yea.. im gonna make a big fuss over it.. after all it's my virgin trip... erm.. and it confirms my expectations of the meaning clubbing.. for me CLUBBING --&gt; SMOKEY AND NOISY PLACE..FULL OF CO2 AND CO ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was something i enjoyed.. i hadn't expect myself to be able to take suck loud music.. the crowd and all.. whoa.. quite fun man.. but about the smokey part.. it kinda suck.. the smoke was like.. erm.. imagine going to a temple to pray.. incense and all.. smoke.. it irritates the eye.. well.. after tonight.. don't think i'd be going clubbing anytime soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home at 7+, 8 .. slept for awhile.. till 12+? 1? had a match with AJ.. erm.. kinda happy.. cuz i think wewould have won.. if the refree gave us more proper foul calls.. 70:77.. 7 points.. well.. looks like we have a cance against AJ this year ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jojo's chalet after the match shared a cab with ah meng.. 9 bucks -.-  ex.. fun night.. and in the end.. all the guys boycott me.. went home.. leaving me with 4 girls and one little girl... XD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up.. checked out.. and went to sentosa.. ahah i was late .. rare stuff ba.. in the end 8 people went.. haha.. had fun.. but kinda slacked after awhile.. tanned a little.. went home shagged(erm.. for those who know the real meaning.. it's not how it sounds) and here i am.. blogging.. have a match tomorrow..hope we win.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-5186268769117663498?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/5186268769117663498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=5186268769117663498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-6677872687944491115</id><published>2007-03-03T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:14:33.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL.. lazy to blog.. but school's really boring now.. my class is left with a hand full of people.. ogl camp was horrid today.. but i've gotta say.. we had some fun times as well, didn't really enjoy my day cuz of those irritating muscle aches .. yea.. an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKeVlmyLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cngAQh6u6xQ/s1600-h/turning+left,+rite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKeVlmyLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cngAQh6u6xQ/s320/turning+left,+rite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037709911986194610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d some pics =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKd1lmyKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Fk-4b64nLhc/s1600-h/yjc+bball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKd1lmyKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Fk-4b64nLhc/s320/yjc+bball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037709903396260002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKd1lmyJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aGxOGTdIOAI/s1600-h/scan002%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" 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href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/03/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlChWYvjnPc/RemKeVlmyLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cngAQh6u6xQ/s72-c/turning+left,+rite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-117168834837773955</id><published>2007-02-17T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:00:36.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How To Save A Life"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;br /&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;br /&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-117168834837773955?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-117137508613673006</id><published>2007-02-13T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:58:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CVD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/683913/P2100058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/149705/P2100058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/773431/P2100061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/774060/P2100061.jpg" alt="" border="0" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-117137508613673006?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/117137508613673006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=117137508613673006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117137508613673006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117137508613673006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/02/cvd.html' title='CVD'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-117129686837499918</id><published>2007-02-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:14:28.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Been a long time.. i had an accident .. you know one day when you wake up all blur and stuff.. and it just feels like you're on the brink of losing it.. erm. exagerating.. haha.. yea and it so happened that i when i walked out of my house to meet gab.. we met the cher who was kind enough to send us to school if she saw us on days that my mum wasn't free to drive us to school.. and the most devastating thing happened to me.. i eft my shoe bag in the taxi.. WITH MY JERSEY!!, omg!! my first and favourite jersey .. gone... i swear..  that really spoilt my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    but fortunately for me, the cher who gave us the ride managed to contact that taxi driver.. and yea.. i got my jersey back.. so happy la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and there's CVD.. ahah was fun.. though i was enjoying .. i was also feeling empty.. i kept asking myself why.. and i think i finally know what happened.. the day before was the release of the Os result.. and i went back to GYSS.. saw what i expected.. people crying.. and people who are happy as well.. and i know why im feeling empty.. many of my classmates are leaving.. for other JCs .. if not for poly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Gotta admit.. i know a few people... they chose not to bond with the PAE batch fearing that they'll leave.. im not disagreeing with them.. what they are doing aren't wrong and not without a valid reason.. but at the same time.. feel that.. we live.. make friends.. friends come and go all the time.. or rather.. people come and go all the time.. it's only a matter of whether  you want to make friends with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    well.. i chose to make use of this first 3 months for the secondary schools to make some fun people.. and knowing that they scored quite well .. and are planning to leave YJ.. i felt empty.. one month of opening up to them.. i suddenly feel that im in a very vunerable state.. kinda like graduating.. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     well.. guess there's no 'forever'.. it's time for me to look forward to the future.. had plenty of memories.. love them.. wished they would never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    feeling kinda emo right now... so gonna slp bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-117129686837499918?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/117129686837499918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=117129686837499918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117129686837499918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117129686837499918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-117007832612579816</id><published>2007-01-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:45:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    This week was a fruitful week.. the most unforgettable event was to celebrate currina's birthday.. what the hell.. 30 bucks leh... for the buffet at sakura.. wah.. ex man.. call me a miser.. but i get 50 a week and i spend most of it on food.. but then again..it was fun.. some of us went pooling at amk.. in the end, i had to walk home which took me some 40 mins to reach home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     saw shao wei last week when MI came to YJ..for a match quite surprised to see him in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Today was a tiring day.. kinda like i was feeling fatigue.. i felt weird during PE. and well.. was kinda stupid eating so much before training.. almost puked.. luckily today wasn't a serious training day.. so i slacked a little.. well.. hope to be able to regain my peak to train.. ahah really thinking of joining another CCA after the competition.. im tired.. tired of this sport.. maybe it's too competitive for me.. or rather i find that maybe im not suited for sports like this.. i like being free.. ahah. so yea.. OBS instructor has indeed crossed my mind.. so yea.. free and easy.. in the jungle.. shiok.. shall end here bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-117007832612579816?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/117007832612579816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=117007832612579816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117007832612579816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/117007832612579816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-week-was-fruitful-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116935634984391594</id><published>2007-01-21T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:13:25.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dragon boating on monday was a punch.. leaving me and gisela in agony .. awww.. our poor throats.. it seemed like we were the only two darn members in our class to be making so much noise.. well, who can blame.. one year of YJC influence is something not to be reckoned with.. with me crapping along with the occasional bombardment of sea water.. our class were soaked .. and upon reaching shore.. i wondered why both the class and assistant class reps were still dry (gis and me)..hmmm.. its really a mystery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE THE WINNER OF THAT DAMNED RACE... that smelly dirty P13.. or rather the judges.. they didnt even know who was the real winner.. wth.. they asked p13 who the winner was man.. haha anyway.. im cool.. after knowing that the hamper contains sh!t.. and yea.. enjoyed our cheer.. "NO HAMPER .. WEAR PAMPER"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was a bore.. knew a few friends.. people like julia.. errr or is it julie?.. haha she's pretty dumb.. and there's ziya.. whom i think looked like sharon.. you know.. the top scorer last year from 114.. and most importantly my class p11.. ahah they're crap.. and thats great.. cuz i cant stand having a class that would say no to ice cream on a freezing winter day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school's timetable gang went mad and decided to give us our new timetable on wednesday.. pushing our very relaxed time table into overdrive.. they're crazy!! i'd rather they enforce the timetable tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match with NYJc on friday ended late.. well.. i tried my best and i hope those who are play did too.. and incase anyone of you out there are reading this.. dont say sorry.. sorry are for losers who know they didnt do their best.. if you did.. you dont have to be sorry.. went out with ziya yesterday... whoa she can run... if she ran her best.. i doubt i'd be able to catch up with her.. yesterday was when i knew what "never judge a book by it's cover" really mean.. thou she may be short.. but she's got enough potential to make any guy runner in YJ shy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   think i shall end here.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116935634984391594?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116935634984391594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116935634984391594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116935634984391594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116935634984391594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/01/dragon-boating-on-monday-was-punch.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116861371633092663</id><published>2007-01-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:55:16.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I've been posted to P11, with gisela , zhi hui and martin(dance)  in my class.. well.. heard rumours that martin is leaving for poly.. i got to know my class better bit by bit today.. thou i was once a retainee but this time .. it feels different , maybe the class is not as enthusiastic as i wanted them to be .. and i have been shuttling to and fro my old and new friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And there's one more thing.. i've never seen xiang jie so alone and bored before.. his class was disbanded.. and he was posted to some other class.. yea.. somehow i feel sad seeing him like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway.. we got our training jersey.. i thought i looked a little weird at first, but after awhile.. i actually found it quite nice.. haha.. my first jersey!! woo no. 27!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    had a match with NJ on wed.. lost by a few points... i didn't feel sad.. infact. i felt happy.. cuz i did my best... and yea as what willium hung said.. i have no regrets.. and this goes out to the others.. all of you did great.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      My class.. P11.. there are some ineresting people thou.. ken, dawn, dickson, jon, all i can remember.. ahha.. sorry short term memory.. anyway.. i told my class about how i felt.. that i was embarassed that i wasn't close with my class last year.. my class wasn't a very bonded class.. thou we were crappy.. thats all.. but they were a bunch of nice people.. and i felt that it was a pity that we were not that close afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today's match was cancelled due to rain.. we did some pretty wicked exercise.. whoa was tired.. im feeling my bones breaking soon... ahah so im just gonna stop here.. till next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116861371633092663?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116861371633092663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116861371633092663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116861371633092663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116861371633092663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-been-posted-to-p11-with-gisela-zhi.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116774882924051493</id><published>2007-01-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:40:29.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! hmmm seems like im a little late.. but nevertheless im still gonna wish everyody a fruitful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sorry dudes and dudettes, i've not been doing much blogging these days cuz of OGL stuff, it's horrible.. i found out that some of our councillors aren't actually living up to their positions.. whatever bullcrap they sweared about giving their best , about they're commitment to the school.. they just aren't living up to it.. i mean it.. i wouldn't be so shocked if they were chosen by the teachers.. but the fact that they ran for the council elections meant that they were unforgivable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well... knowing the difficulties some of our dear commited councillors are going thru, i decided that i being chosen an OGL mentor, i should at least be doing what a mentor should do, and the amazing race would be a good start, i know that it involes alot of statistics and recce process and some councillors were only intrested in their own unimportant games like the CSI, hey i mean how difficult can the game be when the idea is from a true story.. well, but i understand the feeling of trying to perfect your own game.. so yea.. not much to say about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Not to mention i had rashes, despite being in an uncomfortabe condition, i went ahead to assist becca with her game. it was hard work but the process was fun, throughout the whole process, she was showing signs of dispair (or maybe im wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    finally i got to see a doctor today about the rash condition, with shan min to accompany me ofcourse.. since it was the holidays.. i mean a public holiday, the polyclinic was closed.. apparently we didnt know..and well.. i felt kinda stupid after reaching the polyclinic.. but because i wasnt alone.. the embarassment was halved, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    After i told her of my condition.. guess what she told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : i have rashes leh.. like allover my body&lt;br /&gt;her: i think u got rhuematic heart disease&lt;br /&gt;me : huh?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : i have sorethroat oso leh..&lt;br /&gt;her: ORH.. REALLY THE HEART DISEASE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i admit defeat.. anyway.. after that we went to  private clinic.. mac and went home.. i dont know why but i was not exactly having too good a time.. but i finally fell asleep.. till 3.. thats 4 hours of sleep after i woke up.. yea.. plenty of sleep is good for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up early tomorrow.. bit just cant seem to fall asleep..  not used to the time ba.. ok i'd try taking some pills now(kiddin) byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116774882924051493?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116774882924051493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116774882924051493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116774882924051493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116774882924051493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-hmmm-seems-like-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116712249898577073</id><published>2006-12-26T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:41:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     Tis the season to be jolly.. haha merry christmas to all!! isnt that great, christmas just came and gone,guess thats what happens to life, maybe it isn't too bad a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Another year has past and to tell the truth, i kinda missed 2006, every this time of year i'd feel a sense of remorse. why? thats because every year that goes by we lose something, memories, friends, enemies, and time. some years more than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This year, i've lost plenty and well.. one of the most significant event that happened mit b the death of Bohan.. though im not close to him at all, though i've only seen him once or twice in school, the fact still remains; we're school mates, i feel kinda sad when attending his funeral service, i've seen faces, experienced tears, though i might not have shared the same devastating emotions as his close friends or relatives, but i do feel pity for the poor boy for he was only 17 when he had passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      But i wasn't losing much infact, my losses were replaced by new friends, new enemies, new memories and more importantly new knowledge, we learn something new evereyday, and all these things that we've lost and gained back makes our lives more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Just recently, i heard that tyron was planning of going to australia to study, well, since he was retained, might as well study abroad, that way he'll not waste another year , thou he was in my T class, but i guess due to his relationships we weren't as close as when he was in my T class, tht i've gotta say, i'd miss him if he really went abroad to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       But then again whats life without changes. if i was in his position, i might consider taking that oppotunity too.. haha imagine the people that you're gonna meet, the new enviroment.. feast for the senses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116712249898577073?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116712249898577073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116712249898577073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116712249898577073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116712249898577073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116594359683418217</id><published>2006-12-13T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:13:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          YEA MAN.. i know i haven't really been blogging much, why? that cuz i've been doing pretty much the same thing every day.. lets start from mondays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;wake up late(before lunch) , lunch, training, home, tv, com , ZZzzz, (if i can get my friends out) cycle till late(before sunrise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;wake up late(before luch), have lunch, tv/com, alternatively i could go out, back tv dinner, com , ZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up late(before lunch) , lunch, training, home, tv, com , ZZzzz, (if i can get my friends out) cycle till late(before sunrise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up late(before luch), have lunch, tv/com, alternatively i could go out, back tv dinner, com , ZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up late(before lunch) , lunch, training, home, tv, com , ZZzzz, (if i can get my friends out) cycle till late(before sunrise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yea man. i know.. boring.. but at least i went out on friday for some activities with kelvin, was pretty fun, ate a pizza by myself, almost burst, the next day erm.. cant really remember what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, went out with little jonny, saw angela, me and jonny went bugis street to get some clothes lol.. saw a bunch of jap girls, they were quite cute, well i think they'd still be cute now.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least this week was quite a fruitful week.. thou it's only tuesday now and too early to day for sure. haha cuz training was in the morning yesterday, so i went cycling at night, to toa payoh, went there to meet Rui Rong.. whoa.. it's very seldom that i can get a girl out during that obscene time of the night. whoa thanks man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea.. Bec threathened me to go shopping with her today she says if i dont go she'd shred me to pieces and feed me to the sharks (fake).. (must mention it's fake les she really does what i made up).. and yea.. didnt expect her to buy something for me thou.. cuz i was joking that since she asked me to be her maid for the day.. she'd definately get something for me.. and i was joking about how and what she's gonna get for me for christams.. lol.. in the end she got me something.. that so sweet.. i could die from it.. all the sweetness .. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also called RR and asked her about her job.. well.. i went for the walk in interview.. did the job .. and found out that it wasnt really as easy as i've expected.. bloody survey.. 7 a piece.. well.. i did 2 pieces.. in 5 hours.. not really worth my 5 hours.. tired.. got AVA duty for band tomorrow.. so gotta rest early.. arigato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116594359683418217?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116594359683418217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116594359683418217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116594359683418217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116594359683418217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/12/yea-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116488782718917251</id><published>2006-11-30T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:57:07.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/577289/PICT0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/694820/PICT0511.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/570756/PICT0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/700704/PICT0490.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/251799/PICT0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/530654/PICT0509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/850148/pals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/815184/pals2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/460287/pals1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/439279/pals1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/404386/pals3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/345131/pals3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/1600/290356/PICT0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3100/1676/320/791991/PICT0487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me  and my best pals.. lol.  XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116488782718917251?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116488782718917251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116488782718917251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116488782718917251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116488782718917251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-my-best-pals.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116481667378524616</id><published>2006-11-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:11:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Hi folks, it's been sometime.. lol.. my 'boss' is asking me to update.. *LAUGHS*.. lol.. for the insiders.. lol.. anyway, it has been kinda hectic for me playing pokemon and all.. not exactly the kind of real work everyone is expecting me to do.. i really wanna look for a job.. well banquets would do fine.. exhibition would do fine too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     One of the reason why i havent been updating might be the reason why i've gotten myself retained again.. yes.. i guess is laziness.. thou i've been doing some night cycling.. i found out 2 days ago that im not as fit as i used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      On 24th, i went to a barbecue with jon and D.. 2 others are supposed to be there with us.. but as for as long as i've known them.. they could be crowned the PSK(pang seh king).. errr actually only ET.. lol. i was quite surprised to see lots of YJ people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Erm.. another reason for me having "clogged" arteries might be the fact that i've attended another BBQ on the 17th.. (mentioned in the previous post..). As for the "clogged artery" .. well... for the past 2 trainings.. i can literally feel my heart working over time just to supply enough blood to my muscles.. whoa.. scary.. i would proudly be saying that the diet that i was on and the amount of pokemon i've played over the past few days would exactly be the cause of the problem!! COOL EH? -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And as for last saturday.. well. me , jon and DT went cycling .. we cycled to orchard.. whoa. reached there at aroung 3.. and.. well.. it's 3 AM to be actually.. what can i say.. night cycling is appealing to me.. so what? blow me!.. erm.. i dont really mean that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    we first started out at 10Pm at bishan stadium.. ---&gt; serangoon (some prata stalls near the Esso i guess) ---&gt; chomp chomp ---&gt; orchard (where we slacked a lil) ---&gt; some pub around orchard (where some bapok tried to bang DT ..lol for that) ---&gt; upp thompson road (for more prata -_-Zzz) ---&gt; my place at 5AM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     cool eh..actually no la.. quite tired.. watched happy feet with some basketball people.. that show was quite funny if you'd ask me.. and for those who didnt.. well.. too bad for u .. go watch.. it's getting kinda late now.. maybe i'd juz go pokemon-ing.. sleeping more than i need is really killing me.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116481667378524616?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116481667378524616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116481667378524616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116481667378524616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116481667378524616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-place-at-5am.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116407585799946980</id><published>2006-11-21T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:24:18.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Went cycling at ubin yesterday.. was fun.. though it wad tiring.. but it was all worth it.. one of the reasons im not into competitive games is that.. i dont like the tension, bloodshed, arguements and sometimes the bad attitudes that it bring out in people.. well, some might say competition improves their own individual prospect (which i agree to a certain extent) .. a game can bring together or break up frens.. it's that simple.. the concept of selfishness.. that is the most basic and most disgusting factor of the human character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Anyway.. back to the topic.. we were cycling in ubin.. the sights and sounds, the kumpongs that looked ancient.. the island was filled with nature.. though not fully covered by trees that island was as close to nature as civilisation can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Upon reachig mainland singapore, i rushed off to eastcoast.. it was kind of dumb. cuz the pit was at the far end of the beach and my friends and i were 'smart' enough to walk all the way from one end to another.. but the trip ended quite smoothly didnt have much trouble that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Looks like i have to re-evaluate some people .. their ego is not as small as they percieve.. and not to forget.. mine too... all of us have our own set of beliefs.. that is when we stick too close to some ideas and misunderstand the real friends around you are trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116407585799946980?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116407585799946980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116407585799946980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116407585799946980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116407585799946980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-cycling-at-ubin-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116335344675259425</id><published>2006-11-13T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:44:06.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every time i go out with those bunch of people.. i wonder to myself..&lt;br /&gt;" hey.. why am i always on time..."        then i realised.. and thought again..&lt;br /&gt;" why am i always early.."                          well.. haha then jon replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hey dude.. it works like this. it's either YOU wait for US, or WE wait for YOU, and well.. i choosed the 2nd one.. haha"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. erv bought a new pair of slippers.. that piece of @#^$ cost 49.90.. whoa.. i wouldnt buy that for more that 20 bucks.. eeks.. kinda distracted now.. shall update another time bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116335344675259425?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116335344675259425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116335344675259425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335344675259425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335344675259425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/every-time-i-go-out-with-those-bunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116335217857755761</id><published>2006-11-12T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:22:58.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa... ms tay's place was like a vintage + modern apartment.. u've ought to see it for yourself, she has shelves that looked like they survived the great depression, one little door that was taken out of bars in a cowboy movie.. whoa. cool man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing i might have regretted was maybe the fact that i cycled to her place.. well.. the trip there was erm.. yea.. sunny .. but halfway through the 'party' it started to pour.. the amount of rain was astonishing.. the rain was heavy.. i havent seen such a heavy rain in a long while.. but it lightened when we were leaving.. leaving me lesser chance to get into an accident.. lol met up with 2 friends.. cool.. missed them lol .. and got home.. cool.. and tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116335217857755761?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116335217857755761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116335217857755761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335217857755761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335217857755761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116335132891673400</id><published>2006-11-11T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:08:48.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went out today to celebrate sharon's birthday.. haha at marina bay.. hooo!! haha cuz i ended school at 9 30.. great!! what a day to start off with.. went to the library to 'entertain' myself.. and finally went home and back to kelly's place.. her cock (rooster) was still as noisy.. and got to play a few games before heading for marina bay.. was fun thou.. did some pretty evil stuff and well.. it ended quite fun.. yea. thats all folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116335132891673400?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116335132891673400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116335132891673400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335132891673400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116335132891673400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-out-today-to-celebrate-sharons.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116267102283712840</id><published>2006-11-05T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T04:10:22.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah!! chinese is over.. finally, though i dont have much confidence in scoring.. but at least it was quite a walk in the park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             But im gonna have my PW tomorrow.. sux doesnt it? the 'best' is yet to come.. i have 7 moderators.. including external moderators.. phew.. YJ sure is slow.. not only does our exams come late.. our holidays are pushed back 2 weeks s well!! oh man.. thats so unfair!! cutting short our holidays by 2 weeks!! hmmm... yea not gonna write much.. gtg memorise my speech.. bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116267102283712840?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116267102283712840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116267102283712840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116267102283712840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116267102283712840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah-chinese-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116211841288360250</id><published>2006-10-29T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:40:15.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          Went cycling for the past few nights. it was fun.. i mean.. some people feels that cycling is a monotonous sport but i like the feeling of the wind rushing past my face, it's invisible fingers rustling with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Few days ago, i went out at night to cycle.. it seems like no one was free at night thou.. lol so i called a few people.. and finally i found one.. she was at her friend's place.. so yea.. why not? get to know more people.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The two girls baked cookies.. whoa.. and wel.. i got the 'privilege' to test their cookies.. the deformed and the not so nice looking ones.. and after that .. whoa.. it was too lat.. so i had to be a nice guy to send her home.. hey.. Sasa.. u damn heavy la... (jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          err.. yea.. this friday's my chiese A lvls.. and conviniently we're having OP next monday.. lol so .. i'd better start rushing them both lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116211841288360250?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116211841288360250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116211841288360250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116211841288360250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116211841288360250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-cycling-for-past-few-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116161406227847991</id><published>2006-10-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:34:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          Is it possible for one sided view.. what are we all looking for ? truth? the lies?  but is it possible to actually put our egos down, and admit our mistakes? or have a big heart? im sorry for being sarcastic for the past tags.. but i hope those of you affected could understand that i have a life too.. and every comments affects me.. it's just like a more open way of backstabbing.. yes.. it's that serious.. i can choose to ignore those posts.. but i chose not too.. not because i want to spite these comments but because i dont want to lose another friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             im a guy afterall.. i might be explosive at times.. and i am cutting down on that.. so please forgive my abruptness.. it's something i really want to get rid of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116161406227847991?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116161406227847991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116161406227847991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116161406227847991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116161406227847991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-it-possible-for-one-sided-view.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116152242120744128</id><published>2006-10-21T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:14:08.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Yay.. promos are over.. somehow there's still some memories etched at the back of my mind.. somethings that i want to forget but it's not easy to.. some might think i have forgetten.. ok.. fine.. then please.. do continue to think that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun.. and i found something yi long said that made sense.. ' we dont have to plan what to do to have fun.. ' .. well, i'd agree to that.. if we were to plan and execute every single thing we do , we would most probably be worried about the amount of time we have for fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chinese gardens yesterday, went there to swim.. first time i've been there, not bad.. that place reinded me of fantasy island, though it had heen demolished quite sometime ago.. had fun , but one of the greatest events was to get david to do the slide, ahaha should have seen him.. we almost lost our voice trying to get him to try.. but in the end, he did it, great accomplishment!! he loved it.. so folks out there, dont be afraid to try, for all you know.. you might love the things that you dont dare try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun too, went with some people to east coast park, skated, crapped, and had fun.. whoa, gonna marathon activities for three days straight.. i still have a movie session with my sec school frens.. lol gonna be broke soon.. boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope 114 has a class outing soon.. im looking forward to it.. haha.. seems like i've not been going out with my own class very often.. ahaha but fret not.. i love 114 still.. as much as i loved my other classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up early tomorrow.. so gonna end here.. bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116152242120744128?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116152242120744128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116152242120744128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116152242120744128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116152242120744128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay_116152242120744128.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116107769676226936</id><published>2006-10-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:37:56.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sometimes i wonder.. do i treat my friends all too well... or am i just too curious to know all about their lives.. well.. i don't know.. eager?? concern?? or just being a plain busy-bodied guy?? guess when friends dont tell me what's in their mind when they're sad.. i'll feel helpless.. especially those i trust my own secrets to.. kinda sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldn't be thinking about this right this moment.. but it's really bugging me.. should i try to keep a passive attitude towards my friends.. keeping quiet when they look sad.. or should i be actively involved in being the eager beaver .. to ask and console on sight of the worried face.. i don’t know.. i really don’t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. promos are coming to an end.. soon lol .. how i wished it was today.. but then again.. good things have to wait.. for now.. chem and maths was a disaster.. boo.. haha after the hefty amount of time spent on maths.. i really am disappointed in myself.. chem?? haha loved chem since young.. guess i could do better if i really put in effort. I'll be having my bio paper tomorrow.. how i wished knowledge can be consumed and digested.. lol.. given my appetite, i'd be a genius!! and pass tomorrow's test.. lol got loads to remember and so little time!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.. think I’m going to retain ... if i do.. i'd most probably try catching up lost time during the holidays.. though.. im trying to look for a part time job (one that doesnt take up more than 3 days of the week), but i'll still try to read as much as i could.. and of course enjoy my holidays.. If i don't get retained.. YAY!! i'd cut the working part.. and go study ... who knows.. i might be able to excel in those 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days and counting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116107769676226936?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116107769676226936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116107769676226936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116107769676226936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116107769676226936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116075455617312061</id><published>2006-10-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:49:16.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had a fresh start today.. but somehow i had a sense of impending danger.. something was bugging me.. the feeling was familiar.. it was like dejavu.. i had no idea what kind of vile creature was trying to get at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally came into light.. after i entered class.. it was then i realised that the stomach flu was the cause of my worries.. in other words.. i had diarrhea.. haha.. i went to the toilet.. and released the demon.. it felt good.. but the feeling persisted, despite trying to hold it in.. i felt the effects during GP lesson.. and after GP.. i knew i couldn't hold it in any longer.. it had to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i decided to go home.. it so happened that gab was having similiar problems as i did.. so we went off to see the doc together.. lol what a coincidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. i started having diarrhea yesteday.. during school.. i was studying with matt kelly and Sasa.. took some pics thou.. trying to be retarded.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm wanted to post some picture.. but they wont let me.. boo.. so i guess i'd go sleep early.. PROMOS!! 2 DAYS AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116075455617312061?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116075455617312061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116075455617312061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116075455617312061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116075455617312061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-fresh-start-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116057618753100945</id><published>2006-10-11T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:16:27.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well.. the haze is back.. and i guess it's affecting everyone's mood.. and not to forget.. health.. it's YJ's policy to start our promotional exams late.. i have no idea why.. but i suspect that our school is the only school that caters to retainees.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;               Why?? first of all.. we are told to excell in our chinese..even though if we do not retain.. we'd still be able to free ourselves from the chinese A level exams.. and we are the only JC in singapore which starts PW from the start of the year.. throughout the year.. we're well ahead of the other schools in terms of speed.. and the number of drafts we handed in.. generally.. other school's PW when compared to YJ's PW standards.. are considered dung.. ok.. for folks out there who are not from YJC.. im sorry to say this.. but our school's PW standards are alot higher.. and thats the fact..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                  Not that im not happy with this PW system.. but rather..it's has been a week since our first paper.. GP.. and chinese.. and we're still rushing our PW .. unfinished EoMs ..I&amp;Rs..WRs.. and OP slides.. this is madness.. while we're looking at other schools rushing their PW... we're rushing our PW AND PROMOS.. yep.. you saw right.. our schools are also the last to take our promos.. HURRAY!!! MORE TIME TO STUDY!!!.. nah.. that what  YOU think.. and by the way.. i think i did mention that we are also rushing our PW in the mean time.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                  So next year we would have people absenting themselves from chinese lessons.. as well as tutoring PW takers .. anyway... the haze is screwing with my brains.. i've have this nagging headache for two days now.. i must admit.. it's rather irritating.. wanting to concentrate.. but having a headache does not help much.. so i guess i'll juz end here.. zai jian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116057618753100945?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116057618753100945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116057618753100945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116057618753100945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116057618753100945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116028786417462351</id><published>2006-10-08T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:11:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went out to study with jun and lun last night.. was planning to stay overnight at kathib mac to study.. well.. apparantly we spent 2/3 of the time studying.. the rest of the time was spent on erm.. breaks.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Befor i went out last night.. the PSI reading was 150.. whoa.. scary.. the last time i remembered the haze being this serious was around 100+++ too.. but miraculously.. when i was going home.. i realised that the the trees were being exceptionally green... and i could see little traces of haze..whoa.. as fast as it came.. it was gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        But i was surprised.. even though the haze was gone.. i could still smell that smokey stench..it was like someone was burning something.. but the moment i realised a column of smoke rising out from the bushes ahead.. and i saw this old man buring twigs and leaves.. hmm.. ironic isnt it.. the haze has just cleared.. and there he was, burning.. but at least he was doing nature a favour.. so much better than people who burn incense and paper money to pay respect to their ancestors.. no offence .. but i think burining of these things woud only contribute to the degradation of the enviroment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Hope they get adopted soon.. else the school's gonna chase them out of the                                                                       school compound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/1600/Image%28419%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/320/Image%28419%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116028786417462351?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116028786417462351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116028786417462351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116028786417462351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116028786417462351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-out-to-study-with-jun-and-lun.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-116014254107212175</id><published>2006-10-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:49:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Have you noticed that the objects around you havent been as clear as they used to be?? well.. thats the doing of the haze.. from indonesia .. again.. well.. singapore haven't gotten an attack this vicious since like what? 6? 7 years?? or maybe more.. the last time we had this hazy situation.. i remembered.. we had a few days off from school.. yay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        But right now, though i wouldn't mind having one less day of school.. but the promos are demanding.. one less day of school means that i have less chance to clarify my doubts.. awww.. how ironic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/1600/ants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/320/ants.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway.. i thought i'd try something new.. and post a picture.. i took that picture.. with shaowei.. for the NYP photo taking competiton last year.. well was nice to me.. but obviously it wasn't to artistic for the judges.. well..too bad.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                There's more... but i think i'd go off now to study..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/1600/sunskink1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/320/sunskink1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/1600/cricket2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3100/1676/320/cricket2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-116014254107212175?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/116014254107212175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=116014254107212175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116014254107212175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/116014254107212175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze.html' title='Haze'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115988401260771481</id><published>2006-10-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:00:12.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Time flies.. and we're having our PROMOS!! GP and chinese was errr.. ok i guess.. but the thing is.. everytime i feel ok about my exams .. it usually turns out bad.. not as i have expected it to be.. or rather.. take my english for example.. i didn't score as well as i should have for 5 years.. and i practically gave up for my O's.. but in the end i expectedd a C6 or D7 .. i got a B3.. kinda ironic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       anyway.. got this phrase from tony robbins.. 'The Quality Of Your Life Depends On The Quality Of The questionsYou Ask Yourself' .. now thats for you who are reading to think about it.. tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115988401260771481?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115988401260771481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115988401260771481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115988401260771481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115988401260771481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115936228617078837</id><published>2006-09-27T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:07:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Had been kinda moody these days.. hmmm .. dont know the reason for the sudden out burst.. .. anyway.. i've been doing alot of thinking... about life.. about the principle people live by , how they want to live their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, what are we put on this world for? as Mr Spencer said once in one of his lectures 'we're born, we reproduce and we die'.. ofcourse , that would have been the way of lives if civilisations did not appear, if the homo erectus did not evolve into the sole dominating species on this planet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, our way of primitive lifestyle has evolved along with our culture, along with the times and most importantly, with time.. Some may consider being alive as a torture.. and comparisms are made to people who are less fortunate, right now in this technogical advanced age, we live by thoughts .. and not by instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We no longer live to reproduce but to experience life, to experience living.. there is no longer a rush to keep the species from extinction.. it's all about quality .. we are no longer creatures of instinct but creatures of emotion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Is ethnics and morals really that important?? are we, as masters of this planet, desecrating our once divine euthopia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solar system would only survive a couple of billions of years.. to us, that is a significant amount of time.. but to the space that creates all of this.. it might mean nothing.. life comes and goes, if we are who i said we are, then we should step out.. enjoy ourselves.. do somehing daring.. do something fun.. and really enjoy ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115936228617078837?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115936228617078837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115936228617078837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115936228617078837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115936228617078837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115857802080362157</id><published>2006-09-18T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:13:40.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally.. after all this while did i manage to pick myself up to touch this pathetic blog.. wasnt really in the mood for anything much these days.. not because of the promos.. but something worst.. well. it's worst because i dont know what it is... this might sound lame.. but it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. i fear the future.. it's dark.. or bright.. either way.. it's a mystery.. some people are afraid of the past.. the facts.. the evvents that had happened.. but why?? if you'd ask me ( doubt u will .. heh heh heh) i'd say the future's nore forbidding, my life's goals, my memories.. might just be gone right after i finish upoading this post.. (well.. guess if i died while typing u wont get to read it.. lol) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live life to the fullest..,, this have got to be the most abrubt endings for a post.. but im really not in the mood to type on.. bye for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115857802080362157?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115857802080362157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115857802080362157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115857802080362157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115857802080362157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115857798004105565</id><published>2006-09-18T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:13:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally.. after all this while did i manage to pick myself up to touch this pathetic blog.. wasnt really in the mood for anything much these days.. not because of the promos.. but something worst.. well. it's worst because i dont know what it is... this might sound lame.. but it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Sometimes.. i fear the future.. it's dark.. or bright.. either way.. it's a mystery.. some people are afraid of the past.. the facts.. the evvents that had happened.. but why?? if you'd ask me ( doubt u will .. heh heh heh) i'd say the future's nore forbidding, my life's goals, my memories.. might just be gone right after i finish upoading this post.. (well.. guess if i died while typing u wont get to read it.. lol) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       live life to the fullest..,, this have got to be the most abrubt endings for a post.. but im really not in the mood to type on.. bye for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115857798004105565?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115857798004105565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115857798004105565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115857798004105565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115857798004105565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115728791518480162</id><published>2006-09-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:51:55.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Went to bishan library yesterday, with Ray. Well.. i had a feel the place was going to be packed , but i still thought there would be tables for us to study. apparently .. the place was filled with visitors more than readers, or so i thought.. after making our way to the third story.. we saw real muggers. just like ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       the library was intresting but we decided to give up waiting and proceeded to the study corner at the blocks nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Today.. i tried.. i really tried to get out of bed late.. but the max i could go was till 10.. dissapointed, i decided to call up shao wei.. he asked me go hunt with him.. it's been a very long time since we went anywhere to hunt.. and so it was confirmed.. i went to his place first before proceeding to macritchie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       We saw 5 baby clouded monitor lizards on the way!! wth... i almost suspected that it was only one.. and that it stalked us around .. whoa!! it was quite a pity.. we ALMOST caught a common sunskink..it was a beauty.. wooo... lured a blind spider out of it's mini 'cave'.. heh heh and we errr.. accidentally murdered a baby snake head.. which we intended to rear .. soo sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        was fun.. hope i ca do it sometime again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115728791518480162?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115728791518480162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115728791518480162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115728791518480162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115728791518480162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-to-bishan-library-yesterday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115665543463331910</id><published>2006-08-27T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:10:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know that jc ife can be hectic.. but we as humans .. are animals too.. we too, need a break. in this world of endless worries, we have to make time for ourselves, no matter how busy we might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might spend their 'breaks' shopping, play games, do sports, and others.. well.. for me, getting to know shao wei was my luck.. he taught me how to appretiate nature, the beauty that we may never get to see in our concrete jungle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since it has been quite some time that i really walked side by side nature, i decide to share this valuable knowledge with Ray. Infact, she loved the forest enviroment.. even before i had the intention of showing her the beautiful sights and sounds the forest has for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might say that singapore is a country, yes.. indeed it is.. and the places of attraction or relaxation is scarce.. for those of you who has this thought, i urge you to take a stroll in nature's park, and dont rush thru it.. take your time, go with a friend, go alone.. listen to the forest, look out for the wildlife .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of interesting events going on every single day, so it's a different experience everyday, but for those of you who aren't nature lovers, or are afraid of getting yourself dirty, i urge you again.. please try it once, and take your time to walk thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115665543463331910?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115665543463331910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115665543463331910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115665543463331910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115665543463331910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-know-that-jc-ife-can-be-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115617595562479021</id><published>2006-08-21T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:08:05.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" &gt;Had a talk with Ray today.. found out that our character was similar.. infact .. very similar.. we shared alot in common.. the way we think and they way we hear our friends out.. we had the same goals..it was great to know that someone out there is so similar to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She appreciates me for who i am.. she knows and appreciates me even if im bad at expressing myself in public .. and most importantly.. she's not demanding... simple.. and good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. promos comes first i guess.. .. i have confidence to catch up with maths and chem for the promos.. but for bio.. hmm thats another matter altogether.. haha.. anyway.. i was touched.. when pam ask me.. 'aye.. u want to stay back izzit??' well.. i know she meant retain.. and following that she said.. ' u better buck up' ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. thou i was her classmate.. i wasn't her very good friend.. we're more like classmates than close friends.. but she showed that she cared.. i mean.. i havent really been close to 114 lately.. im much closer to 128 than i am to 114.. this is bad.. and yet.. my classmates still cares for me.. i feel guilty.. and.. im really grateful that im in 114..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i really retain.. i'd remember you guys.. definately.. specially dedicated to my dear form class.. 114.. love ya all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115617595562479021?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115617595562479021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115617595562479021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115617595562479021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115617595562479021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-talk-with-ray-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115565713230992160</id><published>2006-08-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:52:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i recieved a really bad news last night.. my beloved aunty fell down.. she's 70, and i was afraid her fragile body could not take the shock.. luckily, it according to my brother, she didn't fall hard enough to break her bones, nor did it deliver any fatal blow ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Thank goodness.. feeling kinda depressed.. dont know why.. im feeling the world starting to come down on me.. stress is like a stalking tiger.. and me?? a deer... who knows that it's being stalked.. but never knowing when the tiger's gonna really strike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Somehow.. or rather sometimes.. i feel that the world is advancing so fast.. that.. some of us aren't able to handle the stress.. and the fact that technology is corroding the very earth we are all standing on.. but also through technology.. we have been able to compensate some of the damage that we've done to poor mother nature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       And without technology.. there'll be no exciting activities .. like parachute.. bungee jumping... and lots.. so.. i guess with negatives.. there comes some positive stuffs.. feeling a lil better now.. guess i'd better be off to do my EoM.. chaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115565713230992160?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115565713230992160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115565713230992160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115565713230992160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115565713230992160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-recieved-really-bad-news-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115480087434771425</id><published>2006-08-06T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T02:01:14.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well.. thank goodness today was a god blessed saturday.. i got more sleep today.. finally. after school started.. i was like a zombie.. for those who know me.. i am to have at least 10 hours of sleep to be recharged .. but school timing does not allow me to have such luxury..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    lets get on to the main topic .. i went to the cathay building today.. the one near plaza singapura.. caugth the lake house with RaY.. well.. the concept was not too bad.. the story was quite touching too.. but have to admit.. at some parts of the show.. i did feel that the show was a lil draggy.. but overall.. i give it a thumb's up.. go catch it if u can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    after the movie. went on to study with RaY.. haha.. we were looking for the national library.. but didn't know where it was.. so we decided to settle at SMU.. not too bad an enviroment.. cleat at least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Was planning to suprise RaY with the fireworks celebration .. but it didnt go as well as i planned it to be.. there were ..errm.. complications and some time problem.. so we got there early.. anyway.. hope she enjoy's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    whoa.. im too dam tired now.. could sleep the whole night away... even the day.. aha.. so i think i'd betta get back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115480087434771425?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115480087434771425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115480087434771425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115480087434771425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115480087434771425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115461899371274143</id><published>2006-08-03T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:29:53.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donated blood on 1st of august.. i was kinda happy.. michelle and 'RaY' was with me.. being the man she was.. i guess the nurses found her veins easily.. haha.. but it didn't go as well as it did for RaY.. haha they found her veins.. but apparently they found it too small and rejected her.. must be a real blow to her.. haha.. it reminded me of guan yu.. she had small veins too.. they reject her as well the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    went for training yesterday... either i pushed myself too hard.. or it was the aftermath of losing 500ml of blood.. i was breathless.. plus the strain i had .. the muscle ache i had from sprinting with yi long.. i was not in good condition for the training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    told her how i felt... well.. it was good.. actually great... felt the HUGE boulder on my back being lifted away.. was patting my own back.. i felt accomplished... that i could finally bring myself to say such things.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115461899371274143?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115461899371274143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115461899371274143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115461899371274143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115461899371274143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/donated-blood-on-1st-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115444271152267570</id><published>2006-08-01T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:31:51.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    hmm.. looks like JC life is a getting a little tooo stressful .... bill has been turned into a monster... a devil to himself.. i wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    lets cut straight to the point he has gone from being a chirpy and cheerful chap .. to a bag of nastiness.. yea.. it's not his fault... guess block test and the promos are getting on him.. turning him pruple with rage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well.. if it has anything to do with monday training's boycott.. well.. im truely sorry.. cheer up big guy!! we're all worried about you!! just want you to know.. we are going down the same path (at least for the exams, dont know about what other problems u have..) and i just want you to know.. we're always there beside you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Get well soon i guess.. if there's anything you wanna share.. pls do.. don't keep it to yourself.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115444271152267570?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115444271152267570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115444271152267570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115444271152267570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115444271152267570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115400116682793185</id><published>2006-07-27T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:52:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    The night before OBS... well.. it happened like this.. for weeks before the dreaded day.. i planned to pack my bag day by day.. well apparently it didn't happen.. i got lazy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And yea.. the sunday before OBS .. i brought my packing list over to gab's house.. :(&lt;br /&gt;.. bad choice.. the next time i got to see that piece of darned paper was on the big day itself... 6 45am.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    the night before that.. i got home.. rested and got ready to pack my camp stuff.. it was then i realised that my packing list was with gab. so i decided to call the sucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me :aye.. gab.. my packing list with you right?&lt;br /&gt;gab:ya&lt;br /&gt;me :u packing now right?&lt;br /&gt;gab:yea&lt;br /&gt;me :ok.. after you're done.. bring that piece of paper to my place.. i wanna pack..&lt;br /&gt;gab: OK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. looks like i couldnt trust him for this kind of 'life and death' situations.. i erm... sad to say.. fell asleep.. and the next time i got to hear from him wan 6 45 in the morning.. that was when i realised that it was late.. and i havent got a single camping equipment in my bagpack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    so i rushed up to my room.. zipped across my room to unearth a bunch of clothes.. rolled under the table to grab some twine.. flew to the other end of my room and grabed my toiletries.. phew.. i wan soo afrain that i didn't get enough stuff.. fortunately.. i did pretty well for a last min pack.. survived OBS.. and i had 2 pieces of cloth left untouched.. haha.. and that was the exciting part ... cool eh.. i was amazed that i could even scrape through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115400116682793185?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115400116682793185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115400116682793185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115400116682793185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115400116682793185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-before.html' title='The night before'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115392478969997928</id><published>2006-07-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:39:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBS was fun.. juz got back from that island... was tired.. very.. didn't really get the chance to cool down... missed my instructor.. Lum.. he was lame.. actually .. he still is.. he's the metaphor for lame.. e.g. 'as lame as Lum' but he was a VERY nice guy.. missed him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    well.. it so happened that the night i came back from OBS.. blogspot.com was down..so i had to type in all my entries here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    today's training was tough.. i eann look at it this way.. i have not been excercising for quite some time.. how fit could i be.. got sooo tired.. that im thinking of slping right now instead of studying.. anw.. gtg.. slp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115392478969997928?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115392478969997928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115392478969997928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115392478969997928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115392478969997928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/07/obs.html' title='OBS!!'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115303419999509741</id><published>2006-07-16T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:18:15.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Got my results back .. wasn't too satisfied with it... actually.. not satisfied at all.. in my result slip.. i have 5 Us and 1 E.. looks like i have to start making sacrifices.. i have about 3 months before the promos period.. and OBS is 2 days away.. it's on a wednesday.. excited.. but like what mr wong said.. OR implied. we shouldn't waste the weekends away... we should buck up before we go for OBS.. it's tempting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i've gotta do my bio tutorials .. maths tutorials and chem tutorials.. kinda sucks cuz my parents are leaving for china tomorrow .. for a month.. will miss them... but imagine the freedom i'll get.. omg.. that will mean i have to be more disciplined.. there'll be no one to nagg me to finish up my tutorials... guess JC life isn't meant for slackers afterall.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115303419999509741?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115303419999509741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115303419999509741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115303419999509741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115303419999509741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/07/got-my-results-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115228446517067159</id><published>2006-07-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:01:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well.. it kinda hit me that life might just be fair to all of us... i mean.. we'll shoot our mouths off whenever we encounter something nasty.. things like "#&amp;%#$% the world is so unfair to me.." but have we ever stop short to think real hard that.. hey.. what have i done to deserve this? or rather what have i not done? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For me? nah... fail most of my block test.. guess i've not been practicing much... haha.. yea.. and the fact that i got voted president .. well.. i felt that i was finally given credit for what i have contributed for AVA... but to think of it right now.. all i want is just acknoledgement.. not some bigo post..  but still.. i guess it'll look good on my testimonial... haha ... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i guess being involved in AVA isn't as easy as i've expected.. but nonetheless i'd service the school..  feels so accomplished after everything's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115228446517067159?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115228446517067159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115228446517067159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115228446517067159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115228446517067159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115140815719373073</id><published>2006-06-27T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:35:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam fever??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Block test is finally commencing.... i see many burning themselves out ... some doing the dash.. and some.. who had given up... me?? well.. im a mix of the above.. i cant seem to kick myself out of that destructive holiday mood... why?? WC.. and maple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Feeling kinda feverish now... having maths paper tomorrow... dont think i can make it thru the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        kinda intresting thou... we had chem paper just now, heard that gab had to go to the loo.. it seems to me that there's some alien creating havoc in his tummy... woot.. he missed the 2nd half of the paper... so in the end he did only the mcq... awww sad... haha.. anyway.. gotta get some rest.. if i want to feel better later to study.. chiao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115140815719373073?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115140815719373073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115140815719373073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115140815719373073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115140815719373073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/06/exam-fever.html' title='Exam fever??'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-115062752751588440</id><published>2006-06-18T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:45:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Well.. it's kina sad... Nythia's going to australia... and i heard that Karan's going to immigrate to canada as well.. thou im not very close to the both of them.. still ... my life wouldnt be the same without them... espacially without Karan.. i hate to admit this.. but.. i kinda disliked him at first... but after the arts fushion.. i didnt find him that repulsive as i did before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Anyways.. Mdn Ho gave us a treat yesterday... 'shut up comedy' at the esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;was quite entertaining i would say... *sigh* the hoidays are coming to an end... it's fast... but who can slow or even turn back time?? so i guess i'll try my best to make full use of my everyday from now on.. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-115062752751588440?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/115062752751588440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=115062752751588440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115062752751588440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/115062752751588440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/06/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114999749316027760</id><published>2006-06-11T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T11:44:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World cup fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Whoa.. the Fifa world cup is back... after much enticipation... people around the world can finally get to support their favourite teams to compete for the champion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       well.. went out last night with gab.. for soccer... apparently.. he was gonna meet paul and tyron at sembawang mac to watch soccer... was funny.. because we took a cab.. silvercab.. the piano show for the ladies for s'pore idol was on.. and gab realised that some idiot sent "buying defame for somebody at some channel bla bla" wow... we were laughing our ass off.. what in the world... he/she would actually waste money to send an sms to s'pore idol because of maplestory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       but then again.. he/she might just be trying to be funny.. or just plain obsessed with maple.. anyway.. after the england vs paraguay... me and gab went to tyron's place to sleep.. was late ... so.. you know.. haha.... juz got back not long ago.. guess i'd better get some sleep... buaiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114999749316027760?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114999749316027760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114999749316027760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114999749316027760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114999749316027760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-fever.html' title='World cup fever'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114976647082001368</id><published>2006-06-08T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:38:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yeah... the holiday lessons are finally coming to an end.. happy?? ermm.. if you'd ask me.. not really... cuz the block test is coming up pretty soon.. in another 2 weeks.. im not exactly doing fantastic for my subjects... but nevertheless.. i shall try to catch up.. i don't want to repeat J1.. don't want to retain another time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... thou i mentioned above that the holiday lessons are ending... my dear tutors were concerned about us.. and requested that we come back to school during the last 2 weeks... hey.. if this senario were happen in secondary school... i'd be making alot of noise... but no.... im 18... and i dont want to graduate when im 20... so 2 weeks of sacrifice is well worth the one year agony.. heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. kinda missed the leadership course.. i learnt alot... thou most of the stuff they presented were nothing new to me... but still... it's an experience i would like to have again.. met and knew some great people.. thou i missed the CIP camp that my class organised.. but i did not regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tired for the last 3 days... why?? because basketball training was still on... and thank the school for letting us off for the last 2 weeks... to let me.. or rather to let the whole school study for the block test.. my resolution for the next two weeks?? study study study.. make sure my bio maths chem geog and chinese can get at least B.. according to my current goals.. it's B.. but i hope after one week.. my goal will be to get As.. yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114976647082001368?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114976647082001368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114976647082001368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114976647082001368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114976647082001368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114899892114524860</id><published>2006-05-30T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:40:01.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa... finally... i picked myself up to give this blog of mine another entry... was supposed to blog right after my events.. apparently i was a lil... tooo tired... came home.. fell asleep... end of story... and i totally forgot about blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well... it's the beggining of yet another period of june holidays... i have 2 weeks of school... and 2 weeks of holiday.. and BLOCK TEST after that!!! wow.. exciting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bleah... seriously... if i had a choice.. i'd choose to come back to school everyday... i mean.. im not really doing fantastic in my daily work.. neither am i doing well in my tests.. and coming back to school to study every day is the least i can do ... at least there are teachers in school when i need someone to turn to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know of this one girl in school.. she retained sec 3 once.. and another time in j1.. thats kinda sad... because if im in her shoes.. i would have been discouraged to the max.. but after knowing the fact that she got retained twice.. i started to admire her for her perserverence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes!! at least im catching up on the amount of lost sleep these few days.. heh heh.. i get to wake up late for lessons.. haha .... but somehow i feel that im short changed of my holidays.. haha but that the sacrifice i have to make .. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114899892114524860?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114899892114524860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114899892114524860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114899892114524860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114899892114524860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114831631091115224</id><published>2006-05-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:45:10.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today's performance was going quite smoothly... everything was going well... the indian dance.. the malay dance... but it all ended when the song for 'gentle breeze' stopped abruptly... poor dancers... had tonnes of rehearsals.. and they had to do the same dance twice during the event itself... they must have felt terribly embarassed...&lt;br /&gt;just imagine you are a dancer... and while you're dancing.. the music stops abruptly .. and the lights dimmed out of the sudden... and you are requested to repeat the dance.. but in the end.. the same thing happens again.. that must have hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kinda happened because of technology.. and not forgetting the people who are assigned officially to today's performance.... he was the president of his previous AVA club... so??... well.. to tell you something serious.. i dont really trust AVA chairman and presidents that much..had quite a bad impression of them.. unless they have the ability to listen.. and keep an open mind to ideas.. i might just like them... but this guy was just some sterotype president... he doesnt listen to ideas... he thinks his ideas are right.. but other's idea was rubbish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey... i'm not saying that he doesn't have the quality to become a leader.. but his attitude for other's idea really rot.. but despite all his ego... i have seen some leader qualities in him... maybe i just couldn't stand him being so proud ... or him being arrogant when ideas are presented to him... it's almost like he's right... but the screw up in the events are present because of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey.. think i shall end here... arts fushion... woot!! jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114831631091115224?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114831631091115224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114831631091115224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114831631091115224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114831631091115224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114814485997207535</id><published>2006-05-21T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:11:22.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heh... had rehearsals today... AND house games... i was wondering to myself .. hmmm which event should i go?? hard choice... i wanted to be present for both... but in the end.. after sharing my troubles with a few people.. i came up with a decent plan... i'll go for AVA... and when my house game starts .. eddie'll call me..... then i'll run.. to the basketball court .. nice plan right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i told the teacher i was have tummy problem(which was 40% true)... haiz... not the day to have a match... i think i pulled a muscle ... realised while i was playing with gab yesterday.. so... stomachache + pulled tigh muscle= lousy game play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and the fact that im still lousy in term of skills... yea... it wasnt a very entertaining match... i had to run in and out of the audi twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is... i lost the match with orange house( i think it's pierce) .. but when mark came in during the second game with them (the 3rd game ) we won.. and managed to get a gold... wooo... nicely done mark.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that im not at all happy with is the fact that i lost the first game... thou i wasn't in the condition to play.. but the competitive part of me tells me that i lost due to the lack of skills ... felt like crap... but that won't stop me from trying to improve... instead.. it will serve as a milestone for me.. for i plan to to box eddie out im one month's time... will try to do a leap... ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting late... i'm dying from the pain my thigh muscle is giving... adios.. gonna slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114814485997207535?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114814485997207535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114814485997207535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114814485997207535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114814485997207535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/crossed.html' title='crossed'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114796447083163047</id><published>2006-05-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:01:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oooo... arts fusion... kinda sad for fund raising events.. and somehow.. a waste of time...  that was what i thought when i first heard about the plan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey.. why not? the school's wasting students precious time... maybe thats cuz all my friends are so actively involved in the arts fusion... every single one of them looked like they're gonna die or something.. even xiang xiang.. X-man (xiang ren) .. looked half dead.. when i asked him whether he did his 2.2 maths tutorial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aye.. xiang xiang.. u finish ur 2.2 anot??&lt;br /&gt;X-man: huh... haven la... the arts fusion la.. damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;me: wah.. den last night u sae personal thing.. do wad? wipe ur ass arh?&lt;br /&gt;X-man: no la.. wushu la... damn tired.. i damn stressed.. damn tired la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.. look.. even the H3 bio candidate cant keep up with his studies.. how can the other students keep up?? but i realised that we have to work together to keep the school going... thou we're tired after the rehearsals.. but they still persisted and came for their events.. even thou they left late.. they did not complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey.. if they can contribute without making any noises.. so y can't i??  thou i cant enjoy the school facilities for long.. but i know ...  i've contributed to this school.. some part of this school belongs to me.. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea.. i realised ... for the previous post .. i said that i've been wasting time.. this is especially for brenda.. those time i've spent with you.. was till 11++pm.. and i've only mentioned that i left yishun about 10++.. not 11++ ... it was because of the hectic schedule that i had to choose to end this relationship... and yea.. if you congradulate me.. then i should do the same too... im not worth your love.. i realised that i cannot cope with my time.. and it'll be unfair to you .. if i'll have to neglect you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114796447083163047?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114796447083163047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114796447083163047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114796447083163047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114796447083163047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/fused.html' title='Fused'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114779489365153754</id><published>2006-05-16T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:56:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picking up the pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heh.. basketball training is starting again.. yea.. decided to go home straight after every training .. figured that i wasted too much time in the past hanging out with my friends after training.. wasted too much $$ and time.. ahh.. precious time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see.. training ends at 8.. if i am to go out with them to settle my dinner... it'll most probably be 10++ i leave yishun.. whoa.. imagine the amount of things i can do in that period of time.. rest.. bathe.. and so much more.. and not to mention the fact that i have to spend around 5 bucks on food.. as if i'll actually spend less than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. so this was actualy brought to my attention by gab.. i realised that he had not been joining us for dinner.. and that he could have saved a considerable amount of $$ for himself.. so i was like thinking to myself.. "hey.. im going broke.. 10 miserable dollars is probably not enough for my ever growing apettite. yea.. maybe it'll work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. lets just look at it this way.. by going home early.. i might look like im ignoring my friends.. sorry if you feel that way.. but i guess i've been wasting too much time and $$ out there.. but there are still occasions that i'll be out there with all of you to study.. heh heh.. and not to forget.. for entertainment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. and while walking back home.. gab asked me this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gab: aye.. so u wanna come my place study?&lt;br /&gt;me:  huh.. anything....&lt;br /&gt;gab: orh.. go ur house or my house?&lt;br /&gt;me: errr.. anything lo... u decide.&lt;br /&gt;gab: go your house la.&lt;br /&gt;me: ok lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we were reaching my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gab: aye.. later go my house la.. u come that time sms me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like .. %^&amp;@%@&amp;amp;^#... sia la.. could you like make up your mind.. and give me one answer.. haha.. but yea.. this kinda "life and death" desicions have to take time.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... we have chem test tomorrow..i've just read thru the first part of my notes .. and gab's lying on his bed aleady... kinda dumb.. but it was already 2230 by the time he fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think im gonna doze off anytime now..yesterday's training.. and today's napfa test.. whoa...  i have to improve my life ... especially after the leadership course i had today.. was fun.. thou i had a hunch i knew what he had to say.. but it was a great momentum session... thanks daniel and jonathan(the coach)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114779489365153754?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114779489365153754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114779489365153754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114779489365153754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114779489365153754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/picking-up-pieces.html' title='picking up the pieces'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114769841924206440</id><published>2006-05-15T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:09:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard core</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whoa... thinking bout it.. it has been like 3 weeks since i've done any physical training... i ponned every of my pe for the last 3 weeks la... me and des always manage to slip away somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aye.. des.. i dont feel like going pe leh.. heart pain... feel like shitting also..&lt;br /&gt;des: ya.. me too.. we go mark attendence firz la..&lt;br /&gt;me: k lo..sia la .. it's coming out la...&lt;br /&gt;des: we go find toilet paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. kinda lame.. but yea!! i worked.. so we were like having a chat session in the toilet while we were doing some business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;des: wah.. wai dek.. i tell you arh.. shitting is better than sex la... you can go 10 years without sex.. but can you go 1 week without shitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. there were occasions where me ,x-man, penguine, braces, des, keith , wei hao and farhan went missing... haha.. that sums up all our guys in 114..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... today's basketball training was really hardcore.. 3 weeks of slacking has made me weak.. i almost died while training.. heard from the coach that this coming wednesday's training is gonna be more challenging.. oh my @$%@%$#^&amp;amp;.... lucky i have to go for AVA... im actually trying to slot myself in for the dance event.. so.. yea.. hope i'll not get into trouble for not going for training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. yea.. not feeling too well today... was damn tired.. and i have to go study chem later... anyway.. im feeling damn tired now... so i guess i'll try to sleep early today.. chao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114769841924206440?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114769841924206440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114769841924206440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114769841924206440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114769841924206440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/hard-core.html' title='hard core'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114762979528180730</id><published>2006-05-15T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T02:03:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday blues</title><content type='html'>Madness... i'm going into the holiday mood recently.. most likely due to the many holidays in the last few weeks.. haiz... if we're gonna have more of those school holidays .. altering the original five day school week to a four day school week.. i would most probably be going to school as and when i like.. maybe 7 days a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea.. i know.. i'll probably be lagging behind.. but hey!! guess what? i already am... and that sucks real bad... i have almost zero motivation.. school schedule sux.. who in the bloody world would have lessons till 2 before their break la.. i mean.. look.. we have to get to school by 7 40.. and by normal standards.. we have to get 8 hrs of sleep.. ok.. lets say i sleep at 10pm and i wake up at 6.. wash up(30min at most...for average ppl..this includes bathing).. walk to the bus stop(5 min)... wait for bus(10-15 min).. bus ride(30 min).. this total up to 1hr 20min worth of time to get up and reach school.. plus.. school work piles up.. so usually we'll get up late because some ppl stay up late to finish up as much work as they can.. whoa!! by the time we reach school.. it'll be like 7 30am.. (oh.. yea.. i forgot to mention the time taken to walk to the school from the bus stop. 10 min) i mean.. you have 10 min to eat.. you'll be rushing through.. and that is not exactly good for ur stomach... i mean.. i don't mind not eating before the national anthem.. but can the schools please let the students have a break at like 10-11am?? that'll work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine.. we're all drowsy.. we go into the lecture hall.. after one hour of agonising lesson.. we have to rush off to another lecture... tell you what.. if you can endure all that running around while lasting thru those monotonous lectures and tutorials on an empty stomach while your drowsy... i'll bow down to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i'd be helping out in the esemble for the arts fusion thingy in our school.. WEE.. almost like a free ticket!! guess i'll attempt to erm... slot myself in the dance slot.. haha.. being an AVA member does have it's benefits.. haha.. guess how much i can save on tickets..lol... 10+10(i think the dance tickets cost 10.. not sure).. 20 bucks leh.. imagine how many comics i could by with that amt of $$ la.. lol.. it's pretty late now.. guess that ice coffee i drank at serangoon jus now ain't working.. if not i'll prolly be awake till 4.. haha.. seriously gotta catch some zzz.. nitez.. peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114762979528180730?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114762979528180730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114762979528180730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114762979528180730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114762979528180730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-blues.html' title='sunday blues'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28090822.post-114762267776805101</id><published>2006-05-14T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:04:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>firz post??</title><content type='html'>Hahah.. yea yea.. the name's kinda weird.. well... i kinda remembered dexter's lab while trying to come up with the name... lol.. AND the fact that my friends do call me dek..then it was like 'heh.. yea&lt;br /&gt;that's what i'll name my blog!!' well.. i'll most probably not update this damn blog very often. haha might be lazy la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28090822-114762267776805101?l=deksters-lab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/feeds/114762267776805101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28090822&amp;postID=114762267776805101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114762267776805101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28090822/posts/default/114762267776805101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deksters-lab.blogspot.com/2006/05/firz-post.html' title='firz post??'/><author><name>Wai Dek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05400063852598445165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
