<?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-6411369585568474058</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:19:40.273+08:00</updated><category term='youth day'/><category term='boring fight in school'/><category term='science remedial'/><category term='computer down for 3 days'/><category term='Gouwei&apos;s new guitar'/><category term='official first post'/><title type='text'>Seasoned Fingertips</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6530112443132611807</id><published>2009-04-28T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:58:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now at canteen 2 with jacq, louis and shi yun.&lt;br /&gt;lina arriving... soon i think?&lt;br /&gt;waiting for IS, which starts at 1pm, current time is 12 noon. zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i hope IS isnt too boring, or i promise you i will K.O in class later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night went to long john silvers with jacq and camellia.&lt;br /&gt;there was this indian dude taking orders from my row.&lt;br /&gt;after ordering he ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chilli or ketchup sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uh no need"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it's free sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. YAH I KNOW ITS FREE, NEEDLESS TO SAY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just like when phoebe was ordering starbucks. but that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;ok the girls infront of me are getting damn bored. so i shall end here =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6530112443132611807?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6530112443132611807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6530112443132611807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-at-canteen-2-with-jacq-louis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8705630008410799617</id><published>2009-04-23T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:19:05.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at starbucks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i'm concerned, theres 3 different types of people in this world in terms of levels of enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the kind that gives their 100% in everything they do and is willing to try any thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the kind of people that give only a percentage of what they have because they don't have the confidence to believe that they are capable of doing it well.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the kind that doesn't even try at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's as far as i'm concerned any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i'm concerned, theres 3 different types of people in this world in terms of how they treat other humanoids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the kind that treats every other human as family. The kind of human that you meet who is always smiling, is capable of being friendly to complete strangers and doing favours for them.&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on. but my mind is running on 4 hours of battery power. so i shall not kill myself spelling out an entire story unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the kind of people who are willing to meet others but aren't so enthusiastic about it.&lt;br /&gt;The "let them come to me" kind. Maybe i made them sound bad, sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the kind of people which most sociable people would label as "emo".&lt;br /&gt;They're the kind that keeps quiet and doesn't say anything in a gathering of humans unless spoken to.&lt;br /&gt;And goes home alone to do who knows what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post may or may not seem pointless, but i hope you read it with an open mind and see it the way i do.&lt;br /&gt;i have not stated a point to it, so it requires some imagination to fully acquire the message i am conveying to you.&lt;br /&gt; damn tired lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8705630008410799617?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8705630008410799617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8705630008410799617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-starbucks-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8279009511435294897</id><published>2009-04-23T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:05:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crazy day… damn tired lol… currently on mrt any way. Typing in Microsoft word since theres no internet here, then later copy into blogger.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna say it again, I feel damn shag, but damn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is the crap those exercise junkies always talk about…&lt;br /&gt;currently craving bubble tea… red tea with strawberry/peach would be awesome right now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;current time : 12.04 am…&lt;br /&gt;current location : On MRT (Paya Lebar station)&lt;br /&gt;ETA Pasir Ris : 14 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;ok in the first place, what bubble tea shop is open at 12.04 am??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I gotta buy drink from macs…&lt;br /&gt;crap… shldnt have thought of macs… now I feel damn hungry….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh… today ( Wednesday ) FCP was damn boring….&lt;br /&gt;and they gave us a project already -_-&lt;br /&gt;500 word essay on some stupid stuff about interactive media etc etc etc….&lt;br /&gt;and a dumb mindmap about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least  dance pract cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wind and rain was crazy to the max when leaving school…&lt;br /&gt;things were flying in to people’s eyes almost every 7 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;lucky didn’t get caught in the rain… else I’d most probably miss the last train and be stranded in clementi (hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,  now MRT got new stuff sia, the signs showing all the lines and stations in the MRT have LIGHTS now!!! SUGOII!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow ( Thursday ) dance comp liao~&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck my peepos&lt;br /&gt;followed by multiple dance practs for the winz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh… today shermaine managed to psycho me into joining ambassadors… oh well, might as well try it for a while and see if I like it.&lt;br /&gt;YES! THE ANTI-AMBASSASORS JUST SIGNED UP FOR AMBASSADORS! (WTF???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current time : 12:15am&lt;br /&gt;current location : tanah merah interchange&lt;br /&gt;current mood : Hungry hungry, thirsty thirsty, tired tired, feeling damn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;had some thoughts about going back to visit my sec sch band.&lt;br /&gt;but :&lt;br /&gt;1) dono who else will go back with me&lt;br /&gt;2) dono when my schedule actually allows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I gotta wait till public holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we’re ready for tomorrow (Thursday)….&lt;br /&gt;just hope every one remembers every thing and every thing should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh… it’s raining… makes me wonder how I’m gonna get home with no bus and no umbrella… unless with any luck theres still bus after 12.20am…&lt;br /&gt;I think there is… maybe 359.&lt;br /&gt;if not then I have to navigate the HDB shelters… HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;better not fall sick before compy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay next station pasir ris liao… I love my lappie =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok finally home... reached home around 12.54am.&lt;br /&gt;bought a medium sprite to keep me company on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;lucky din rain...&lt;br /&gt;it was about to rain but somehow it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;amazing~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8279009511435294897?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8279009511435294897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8279009511435294897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-day-damn-tired-lol-currently-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4942526814523686544</id><published>2009-04-22T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:36:33.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now in FCP...........&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer yaking away..... again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg!! Extreme boredness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But YAY, later have DANCE:D&lt;br /&gt;And woooo yeah we love dance.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have dinner at makan place ok??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All same posts@ &lt;a href="http://falseconcoction.blogspot.com"&gt;jacqueline&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://m-vees.blogspot.com"&gt;mavis&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE (L) 1M03 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4942526814523686544?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4942526814523686544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4942526814523686544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-in-fcp.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6429510493463795378</id><published>2009-04-22T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:31:13.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling tired, but dam good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing is damn fun, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder why the heck i didn't learn dance earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, if i learned dance earlier, i wouldn't have learnt how to&lt;br /&gt;a) play guitar&lt;br /&gt;b) sing well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things happened today so i think it's quite impossible to recap everything in my current state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;therefore i shall not recap. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG man tomorrow (wednesday) got soooo many FCP sessions.... si liao si liao....&lt;br /&gt;and "Library Facilities"... whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;all in the same room... zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;gonna be sitting in 27-05-04 for a total of 5 hours tomorrow... fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached pasir ris at about 12.30, then bought a medium coke from macdonalds and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang i'm yours a few times on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;streets are empty at midnight so i could sing as loudly as i wanted haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha parents sleeping liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still addicted to cheng yao. wth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the only song i can listen to currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got dance tmrw. whoosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something retarded happened after practice today (tuesday).&lt;br /&gt;we all were crossing the overhead bridge and we saw 154 driving off (first missed bus).&lt;br /&gt;then while we were waiting, bus 51 came and drove right past, not stopping because no one hailed it.&lt;br /&gt;but wth, the bus didnt even try to drive near the bus stop, it just drove right past.&lt;br /&gt;then bus 74 came, but it drove off before any one could get on (wtf).&lt;br /&gt;then finally 154 came and all the 154 people got on.&lt;br /&gt;dropped off at clementi mrt and took train home.&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my own OEI. =D&lt;br /&gt;fun sia~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy, happy, seductive, seductive, happy, happy, act cute, act cute, act cool, act cool, stone, stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6429510493463795378?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6429510493463795378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6429510493463795378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-tired-but-dam-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4594754001899994305</id><published>2009-04-21T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:29:17.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet... im back</title><content type='html'>after losing all motivation what so ever to blog for 1 entire month, i have finally decided to resume blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing that gave me motivation to do so was actually my macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get a more colourful and interesting blogskin, but i soon realised that a blog should not be defined by its' skin, but by the story written inside of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll touch up on it when i get the chance. but not right now.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is IS day~ (or rather today, since its already past midnight.)&lt;br /&gt;followed by dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM! YEAH! BOOM! LET'S GET THIS PARTY CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok random. but thats the song we're dancing to on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;stress =D&lt;br /&gt;i like.&lt;br /&gt;haven't felt it for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;dance is fun man... time to start spamming practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg.&lt;br /&gt;i MUST go shopping.....&lt;br /&gt;havent bought any clothes for so long~~~&lt;br /&gt;haven even go poly clothes shopping yet -_____-&lt;br /&gt;argh need cash LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you know that every time you're near, every body else seems far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4594754001899994305?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4594754001899994305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4594754001899994305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-im-back.html' title='sweet... im back'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2846983518223031734</id><published>2009-03-22T05:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:44:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn</title><content type='html'>Haha i'm updating my blog at 5:38AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wtheck? why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i slept till 3.30am, woke up automatically for who knows what reason, and i haven't been able to sleep ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossed and turned till about 4.30 and decided to read for awhile and see if i could fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i read till 5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried again.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed my laptop, went to the kitchen, prepared myself some cereal, put on some music and now here i am updating from my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;thnk god for laptops. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk god for wireless also. you rock, wireless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i originally set my alarm to go off at 6AM so i can wake up and prepare for church.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needa buy sweets so i wont fall asleep during service...&lt;br /&gt;frankie said the word is about serving in ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;this coming tuesday is synergy night.&lt;br /&gt;after service got practice at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;and because of synergy i cant attend choir practice... ZzZ -_-&lt;br /&gt;i entertained the thought of ponning synergy for choir,&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, synergy it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2846983518223031734?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2846983518223031734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2846983518223031734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/yawn.html' title='Yawn'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-5771124200047854829</id><published>2009-03-19T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:06:30.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>wtf lah.&lt;br /&gt;now i every morning i wake up i dono if i should be f-ing happy or f-ing sad.&lt;br /&gt;freaking too many holes in my freaking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks so screw it plz&lt;br /&gt;a hundred times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz recession, F.O so i can do some shopping and make myself happy for a period of time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-5771124200047854829?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5771124200047854829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5771124200047854829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8229058505676559951</id><published>2009-03-15T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:19:06.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz i just saw something online that makes me wonder how humans can be so disgusting and inscrutable to stoop to abusing their pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have they ever done to you?&lt;br /&gt;maybe they bit you, maybe they left a present for you on the living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;is it their fault?&lt;br /&gt;is it a good enough reason to step on your pet?&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pet abuse is irrational and 100% unmerciful.&lt;br /&gt;do you want to wait till pets are actually banned from our country just to protect them before you realise how much you should have cherished your pets?&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8229058505676559951?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8229058505676559951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8229058505676559951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/zzz-i-just-saw-something-online-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2525178202702918447</id><published>2009-03-11T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:05:43.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Being Alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;While you may act like you don't care on the outside, on the inside your biggest fear is being alone. You can be quite shy and reserved. You feel like a lot of times people don't really see the real you. You're afraid that no one will really truly love you, and that you will be alone for the rest of your life. On the inside you are great person, so just remember that and don't let your shy nature get the best of you! If you don't want to be a lone then you need to make an effort to be with someone. Show the people that you care about that you really love them, and chances are someone will always be there, even if you think they won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 68%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 36%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 34%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 30%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... this actually feels true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but NOT 100% MIND YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some questions had very similar answers to them, so i just picked 1 of the 2.&lt;br /&gt;so yeh, i guess its a little inaccurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was/is/has been boring&lt;br /&gt;but talking to my mom was fun&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for saturday man!&lt;br /&gt;sentosa! &lt;br /&gt;im going to become a 黑人！&lt;br /&gt;or at least brown.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait cant wait cant wait&lt;br /&gt;wow im bored.&lt;br /&gt;im going to challenge myself and watch channel U.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2525178202702918447?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2525178202702918447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2525178202702918447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-502056023514809923</id><published>2009-03-11T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:42:08.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z164/WoShiDizzy/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;her hair rocks, seriously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had choir pract again~&lt;br /&gt;ran into chuilaam at jurong west just outside church haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; xinying got her new laptop o.o&lt;br /&gt;i had a sore throat, but it didnt hinder me much vocally.&lt;br /&gt;one song we sang was "my life your song" which seriously sounds super nice in parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we had a break i was so thirsty that i chiong up to 5th floor and buy drink from vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;but the vending machine cock up one, cannot buy the mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;so bo bian, buy ice lemon tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we missed the shuttle bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIAN &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took 179 to Pioneer MRT and travelled with a few choir seniors on mrt.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not a few. i recall about 12?&lt;br /&gt;i asked for their help and we all sang my life your song on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;super fun, super nice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a couple of new friends too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh, and at choir pract, we all layed hands on the sick (which included me)&lt;br /&gt;and immediately my throat felt 5 times better.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached home it was practically gone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;wootz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-502056023514809923?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/502056023514809923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/502056023514809923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/choir.html' title='CHOIR'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-636866479877983189</id><published>2009-03-09T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:49:10.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most teenagers under appreciate their parents or simply fail to realise how much their parents are doing for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, regretfully was previously one of those teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, much has changed within me in terms of my behavior towards my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i helped a friend with problems with his father.&lt;br /&gt;For his sake he shall not be named. As well as for the sake of his beloved father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i had a strong impression that his father was an abusive drunkard.&lt;br /&gt;But as he was yelling at his son, i soon realised that this was not the case.&lt;br /&gt;I found his father very much correct, reasonable and even wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was mindful not to "whack up" his son because of my presence.&lt;br /&gt;His father is not an unreasonable man.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, resorting to violence is not the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;but if you we're to put yourself in his shoes, you might realise that he was little to no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i fully understood the predicament of this raged man, i talked to his son alone for about an hour and made him fully understand his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i put him in his father's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The connection was made. At least i hope it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home i received a call and was thanked.&lt;br /&gt;and it felt blady good. (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the full story i will not type out in this post.&lt;br /&gt;for this is a story that is not meant to be read, but to be told face to face.&lt;br /&gt;teens must realise that every single thing that a parent does to his or her child is for his or her own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope and pray that he will never come under the abuse of his loving father ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-636866479877983189?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/636866479877983189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/636866479877983189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-teenagers-under-appreciate-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2879998730920789916</id><published>2009-03-06T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:58:57.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spaz</title><content type='html'>spazzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;posting for THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... so i slept at 6.30am yesterday (as in thursday).&lt;br /&gt;went to meet tanjin &amp; clara at esplanade rooftop at about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;played guitar and sung together till... 6.00? around there&lt;br /&gt;my guitar is now named chloe, but i doubt i will ever call her by her name.&lt;br /&gt;(tanjin made me name her =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara says she will talk to chui about getting us to join emerge talent time.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whats gonna happen. hmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that went jamming once again with sanche, alexa, simon and david at dhoby ghaut.&lt;br /&gt;started at 8pm&lt;br /&gt;ended at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;we talked for pretty long about small random stuff. (seriously small random stuff)&lt;br /&gt;and escorted alexa to a traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;then after she went off we went to the bus stop and we were supposed to get on 65.&lt;br /&gt;and a 65 came pretty quickly, but due to UNFORSEEN CIRCUMSTANCES we couldnt get onto the bus.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA U KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT AH&lt;br /&gt;okay so we waited for another 65. which came a little later... about 20 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;so when i reached tamp interchange it was about 11.35.&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE BUS 81.&lt;br /&gt;#$@*&amp;&lt;br /&gt;last bus when?&lt;br /&gt;11.30. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;went to the other side of interchange and found bus 3&lt;br /&gt;last bus when? 11.35.&lt;br /&gt;current time? 11.40. -____________-&lt;br /&gt;so i was like... #$*&amp;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around to see if theres any other bus i can take&lt;br /&gt;then i was considering walking out to the stadium bus stop see if still got 21.&lt;br /&gt;which is actually a lil far... and it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;but then i saw a number 3 parked at the side&lt;br /&gt;and i went to the driver sitting inside and asked&lt;br /&gt;den he use his hand wave to me tell me go wait at the designated area.&lt;br /&gt;so i went there&lt;br /&gt;and he drive past&lt;br /&gt;and i was really like #$*@!&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, thank god, about 5 seconds later, this bus called 3A came and stopped and opened its doors&lt;br /&gt;and i honestly dono whats the diff between 3 and 3A, but i figured its the same bus route. so i got on. =)&lt;br /&gt;and yay. seriously, blady heng.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i never go out to stadium bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;if no 21? GG&lt;br /&gt;DIE&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;end of post is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2879998730920789916?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2879998730920789916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2879998730920789916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/spaz.html' title='spaz'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2740052946520593118</id><published>2009-03-04T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:47:28.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>awhile ago, my comp broke down AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once AGAIN i have fixed it by myself!!! BWAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make this clear,&lt;br /&gt;i have no IT training,&lt;br /&gt;no one has taught me how to fix a computer,&lt;br /&gt;no one helped me in fixing my computer or has helped me previously for all the times it broke down.&lt;br /&gt;and once again i have fixed it, by myself, with no $$$ involved whatsoever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Applause*&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time if your computer break down, u call me i fix for u for FREE!&lt;br /&gt;but not 100% guarantee can fix, but so far i've been doing fine =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2740052946520593118?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2740052946520593118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2740052946520593118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/03/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1841605348859923699</id><published>2009-02-28T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:21:54.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She's the reason for the tear drops on my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was both weird and mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why weird? because today i did a major dressing down, i simply wore a shirt and jeans out.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't know, but maybe i should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the stud in my ear has mind control powers! ZomGosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why mind boggling? ok maybe it wasnt mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty sure i put the alcohol in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt find it when i was at macdonalds with Cheryl, Delvis, Daniel, Derek and Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;i was so sure i put it in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;so i checked my bag for it about 20 times total for just today.&lt;br /&gt;all the way i couldnt find it.&lt;br /&gt;so when i got home i found it sitting on my bed side table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine it doesnt qualify as mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;but it really boggled my mind, so im just using that term. &lt;br /&gt;OK? NOT HAPPY DEN SETTLE OUTSIDE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, today was just weird.&lt;br /&gt;it felt 600% weird.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even have the mood to sing today, or play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;which is beyond weird for people who have been around me for at least 30 minutes while theres a guitar around before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow (saturday, but since its past midnight i guess it would be today, but later on)&lt;br /&gt;going woodgrove. &lt;br /&gt;havent seen them in...&lt;br /&gt;okay last time i saw a woodgrover was...&lt;br /&gt;in malaysia? in 2007? oh wait...&lt;br /&gt;issit? cannot be lah...&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh? the last time i saw a woodgrover was over 1 year and 3 months ago???&lt;br /&gt;cannot be cannot be... omg but its true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait... no no no they had a concert after that. but i cant remember when.&lt;br /&gt;basically its a really really long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;o wait no, we had a concert.&lt;br /&gt;dat was impressions. in april 2008... soooo... 10 months. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;talk about long.&lt;br /&gt;april 2008 im not even a christian yet. LOL&lt;br /&gt;ok time to sleep, else i go woodgrove tmrw morning and sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;which is a bad thing by the way. &lt;br /&gt;please note : sleeping at other people school during music exchange = bad =(&lt;br /&gt;              not sleeping at other people school during music exchange = GOOD =)&lt;br /&gt;              drinking bubble tea with a small straw when u have big pearls = BAD&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;not that i did it or anything, just being random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1841605348859923699?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1841605348859923699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1841605348859923699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/weirdness.html' title='Weirdness'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8181414008651129872</id><published>2009-02-24T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:53:12.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone tagged me to do this quiz in facebook. decided to paste it over here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO FAR IN 2009, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a girlfriend or boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to church?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried yet?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had someone close to you pass away?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. does staying up till 5am and having your parents scold u till u sleep count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, thanks for reminding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone shopping?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. multiple times with multiple different people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the movies?&lt;br /&gt;Errr. Oh yea. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to the beach?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! i just went last sunday to play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought something for over 100 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Guitar. $350+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone new?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out of your home state?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone snowboarding/sking?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH, HAVE YOU...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Besides my mom? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in a friend's bed?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... in the past month... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuck someone over?&lt;br /&gt;February.... yeah a couple of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out of your own house?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a bar?&lt;br /&gt;I highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied?&lt;br /&gt;Of course. Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a car?&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a car? Do you know my age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone over your cell phone minutes?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been called a whore?&lt;br /&gt;Err nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;Once again, refer to my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret?&lt;br /&gt;YYYYYYes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten caught...?&lt;br /&gt;Gotten caught? what kind of question is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT/WHO WAS THE LAST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Piercing on left ear. (Ouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;Some girl from church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you took a bubble bath?&lt;br /&gt;BUBBLE BATH? never had one. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you felt stupid?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember. I seldom get that feeling =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you walked/ran over a mile?&lt;br /&gt;How many kilometres is 1 mile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who saw you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Last person to see me cry.... i haven't cried in a long long time, so i don't remember. I'll keep you updated though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;I really really dont remember, please stop assuming i've cried recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you watched a movie with?&lt;br /&gt;Persons*.  Jonathan, Shawn, Gracia, Wen Xi, Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with?&lt;br /&gt;Danced with... tanjin or wilmer? i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last yell at?&lt;br /&gt;long time since i yelled too. i seldom yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who last told you they loved you?&lt;br /&gt;Errr... Delvis. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going choir pract later =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8181414008651129872?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8181414008651129872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8181414008651129872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/someone-tagged-me-to-do-this-quiz-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2636445988275969170</id><published>2009-02-23T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:32:14.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piercing =|</title><content type='html'>omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh !!!&lt;br /&gt;omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh !!!&lt;br /&gt;omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh omigosh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey that belt looks ni - OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about FEEL THE BURN man, theres no pain until a few seconds later when you feel like your earlobe is being burnt by some random fire that started because somebody decided to smoke in the petrol station under your earlobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual i woke up at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;but that's the fun part isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached expo hall 8 and sat down in the queue at about.... 7+&lt;br /&gt;said hi to the people at the front of the queue.&lt;br /&gt;played half-charged PSP until it ran out of battery &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;delvis arrived shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;he wore a cap today because he had no time to style his hair (LoL)&lt;br /&gt;still, u can see how zai that is, he could take some time style his hair den come queue, also no diff, but he skipped that step to come earlier. zai man.&lt;br /&gt;changsong (sp*) was supposed to join us to queue, but he didnt show up.&lt;br /&gt;DONT WORRY, we understand your predicament. take it easy bro =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, 2 men, 5 rows to book&lt;br /&gt;did we achieve it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we booked 4, and turns out we didnt need the last row any way, so we pretty much succeeded either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually booked 3 rows, but someone abandoned the row next to ours in CA-01, so we could take it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we gave that row to E404 (CA-01), 1 row to grace's CG (CA-03), and we took the 2 rows in the middle which delvis booked (CA-02).&lt;br /&gt;and i guess everyone fitted in pretty nicely&lt;br /&gt;478 needed "1 and slightly more" rows, and i only needed half, so yeh, like peas in a pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word was good, and staying awake was challenging. &lt;br /&gt;i slept at 3 am (dont ask, good reason any way). &lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6am&lt;br /&gt;so thats 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i got home at about 12.30am (as in half an hour past midnight).&lt;br /&gt;so i was active for about 18 hours for sunday, and running on 3 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme just cram everything into a short paragraph and give it a rough timing for each event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*6am - wake up&lt;br /&gt;*7+am - reach expo hall 8&lt;br /&gt;*8-9+am - seat booking&lt;br /&gt;*9.15-10am - prayer meeting&lt;br /&gt;*10-12+am - service (and doing best to stay awake)&lt;br /&gt;*12+am-1.30pm - makan with some CG ppl , eunice &amp; yan ru (pasta mania)&lt;br /&gt;*1.30-1.45pm - OUCH&lt;br /&gt;*1.45pm-2pm - heading back to expo&lt;br /&gt;*2pm-2.45pm(?) - sit down wait for tanjin at foyer 3 with some 478 ppl&lt;br /&gt;*2.45pm(?)-3.30pm? - expo level 2 guitar playing and sing lousily session&lt;br /&gt;*3.30pm-4+pm - chair arrangements at hall 1 (chair carrying rox?)&lt;br /&gt;*4+pm-4.30pm - bus and walk to tanjin's hse&lt;br /&gt;*4.30pm-7.30pm(?)- guitar playing and singing pretty well session&lt;br /&gt;*7.30pm-8+pm - escort cheryl back to her doorstep&lt;br /&gt;*8+pm - buy food go east coast park makan (with tanjin &amp; benjamin)&lt;br /&gt;*8+pm-11pm - makan and play guitar and sing moderately well session&lt;br /&gt;*11pm-12pm - bus home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i tired as heck on the bus home? OF COURSE! i have never felt more tired my entire life i think?&lt;br /&gt;i felt insanely tired.&lt;br /&gt;but it feels GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;feels like i fully utilized my sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*people i talked to/went out with today (no particular order)- changsong(sp), cheryl, chuilaam, szening, delvis, yu li, daniel, jonathan, shawn, samuel, eunice, yan ru, eileen, benjamin, tanjin, kenneth, wilmer, chengcheng, germaine, grace, jason, cute dogs in pet shop. (did i forget any one? i hope not.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2636445988275969170?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2636445988275969170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2636445988275969170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/piercing.html' title='piercing =|'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4167155290169100247</id><published>2009-02-20T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:43:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jammin</title><content type='html'>went jamming today with simon, alexa, david &amp; sanche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually the line-up seems pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht went esplanade rooftop and jammed "acoustically" for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off to justAcia at dhoby ghaut MRT to makanz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank too much rootbeer - so much that i couldnt finish my food -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den talk until late late den went home. weee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4167155290169100247?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4167155290169100247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4167155290169100247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/jammin.html' title='jammin'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2082680592202652309</id><published>2009-02-18T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:45:32.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning and thought i lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;cause i couldnt reach some high notes.&lt;br /&gt;then i drank some water and then it was back to normal. *whew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A.M. voice. soooo annoying.&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning service singers warm up like mad before service i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; FINALLY alumni practs are starting.&lt;br /&gt;heard we playing american graffiti. don't know which one though, i suspect its either 5 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;should be the one with the trombone solo, and i know i wont be playing it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dowanna play trombone solos, its just that the solo in that song is crazy. &lt;br /&gt;from what i know - all my seniors cant play it.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on saturday! faster faster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2082680592202652309?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2082680592202652309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2082680592202652309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6262975139396565302</id><published>2009-02-18T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:37:29.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>here's what we'll probably be singing this weekend for service =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFm18ZlgBOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFm18ZlgBOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we end up singing something else i dont take any responsibility kay?&lt;br /&gt;we already practiced this song for choir pract so most probably we're singing this song.&lt;br /&gt;so if u dowanna be stuck looking at the lyrics all the time then listen to it over and over and over and over and over and over until the lyrics are stuck in your brain~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6262975139396565302?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6262975139396565302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6262975139396565302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/lalalala.html' title='lalalala'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6745369400528129649</id><published>2009-02-16T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:32:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working once again</title><content type='html'>here i am blogging at work again. ZzZzZz.&lt;br /&gt;and yay tmrw theres choir pract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smth to look forward to at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now oni tanjin &amp; i in office, blady fun sia, can use office telephone call each other LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebooking right now... i honestly forgot i had a facebook account at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i logged on i saw a large sum of friends invites and decided to invest 2 minutes of my precious time to accept them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who's this? "Norman Neo"?&lt;br /&gt;IGNORE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6745369400528129649?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6745369400528129649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6745369400528129649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/working-once-again.html' title='working once again'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2682695452321550503</id><published>2009-02-14T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:32:36.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day</title><content type='html'>Wowwww its V dayyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air, couples are going out and the singles are at home emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall spend my V day with my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;ya i got a beloved leh.&lt;br /&gt;her name is...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SC-3CE.&lt;br /&gt;She has a very nice figure and we make beautiful music together.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should go and name my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;but i recall someone telling me that "naming your possessions is what girls do"&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i dono, i cant be bothered, whats the point of naming my guitar?&lt;br /&gt;but if i did name my guitar what would i name it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;dono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of spring cleaning day&lt;br /&gt;i was asking my parents what they would name their daughter if they had one.&lt;br /&gt;my dad said "amanda, rachel or PRINCESS(???)"&lt;br /&gt;ok princess... sounds like a dog's name.&lt;br /&gt;my mom said "rachel"&lt;br /&gt;when i said i would name my daughter something like "dawn" they all were asking &lt;br /&gt;"Name dawn for what?? sound so weird??"&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with dawn? i dono, i think dawn is a sweet name.&lt;br /&gt;either that or cassandra. idk.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's a nice name too.&lt;br /&gt;i dono why i like those name start with C.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.... no christine plz, i guess i have a bad impression of christines.&lt;br /&gt;cindy? idk, if i have too many daughters and i have no more of the names listed above to name her, i might name her cindy?&lt;br /&gt;chelsea? Nahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;chloe!! omigosh i forgot. i dont have single friend named chloe, but i think it RaWkS man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K, i shall name my first daughter chloe. the rest see how my wife arrange barh.&lt;br /&gt;my family too many guys liao, so i rly dowanna have SONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy vee day all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2682695452321550503?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2682695452321550503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2682695452321550503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day.html' title='V-day'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-142733537591406631</id><published>2009-02-13T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:15:09.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i took half day today =P&lt;br /&gt;cos Tan jin also take half day mah... so i dowanna let him pangseh me.&lt;br /&gt;he take half day to pract guitar for cell group meeting. =|&lt;br /&gt;so went his hse and practiced with him. &lt;br /&gt;practice awhile and i fell asleep on his incredibly comfortable sofa. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Super tired man, i dono why. &lt;br /&gt;i even fell asleep at office, lucky boss not around to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my office the secretary fun to talk to seh. topic of discussion was how to get fired.&lt;br /&gt;come on !!! some one take my job already !!! i cant stand this job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tanjin and i browsed through mutliple methods to get fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Burn Important Documents&lt;br /&gt;2) Delete important documents in office server&lt;br /&gt;3) Leave office without permission&lt;br /&gt;4) Burn boss's office&lt;br /&gt;5) Zoh bo until kena fired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mindful enuff to give the HR manager my bank account number first. &lt;br /&gt;so if i kena fired, i still get paid mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option 4 was dismissed quickly, because of safety reasons, and because my boss is Gerald's dad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the fact that it's gonna get me arrested is another pretty significant reason.&lt;br /&gt;i think some ppl gonna be blady pissed if i go burn my bosses office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeh, took half day.&lt;br /&gt;feels goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching tanjin's house, he showed me how playing guitar has removed his fingerprints on his left hand.&lt;br /&gt;my left hand had experienced similar effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were saying we can go commit crimes and they cant find our fingerprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tanjin said "ya, i wish i wasn't christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and immediately after that he was apologizing like mad to God.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive him lord, he is merely a crazy 17 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-142733537591406631?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/142733537591406631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/142733537591406631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-took-half-day-today-p-cos-tan-jin.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4535885072442204567</id><published>2009-02-12T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:10:09.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in office =)</title><content type='html'>HEY!&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging from my office !&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;any one with lobang for a sales job plz tell me =)&lt;br /&gt;no office work plzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now 11am...1 hr to lunch...then 6 hrs to bang kang.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up and rushed a lil.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to bring my acoustic guitar, but i realised my bag too small to carry my acoustic -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so oh well. bringing classical guitar to CHEC later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now 1 aunty zai man.&lt;br /&gt;she walking infront of me towards the gantry at MRT control station.&lt;br /&gt;den she tap her card and it was a red light and she didnt see.&lt;br /&gt;den the door close right infront of her and she stopped fast.&lt;br /&gt;before i could react i already tap my card, den the door open for her.&lt;br /&gt;i faster chiong tru the gantry man, the door almost kiap me, got touch my hip but i still got tru... Lol... the aunty come out from MRT that time gonna have problem seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue tonight. still stuck @ work. i rather do sai kang than all these desk job... can gimme some boxes to carry? thx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4535885072442204567?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4535885072442204567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4535885072442204567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-office.html' title='in office =)'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3392910348444865378</id><published>2009-02-11T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:32:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippopotamus</title><content type='html'>Seriously, today was extremely boring mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i finally got some work to do in the office though, feels better than stoning... but i wish time could pass faster. (o plz o plz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TanJin was crazy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for tomorrow night, Brother Poh Rawksssssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3392910348444865378?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3392910348444865378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3392910348444865378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/hippopotamus.html' title='Hippopotamus'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8514259500027875397</id><published>2009-02-11T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T02:02:49.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again i am changing my blogskin... im not done with it yet, finishing up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;its getting late and i NEED to sleep. office jobs are a DRAG, seriously, how do people actually say that they WANT to be a businessman / accountant? i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;i went to work for 3 hours and already could barely wait for this job to end. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way after that went for choir pract, which was a blast, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go into detail tomorrow... and when xinying posts up some stuff that i can steal. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8514259500027875397?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8514259500027875397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8514259500027875397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/02/once-again-i-am-changing-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1109865430425038616</id><published>2009-01-27T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:26:00.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtE0Y6CTQMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtE0Y6CTQMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;"How much do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Much."&lt;br /&gt;He answered,&lt;br /&gt;Then he stretched out his arms and died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1109865430425038616?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1109865430425038616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1109865430425038616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-asked-jesus-how-much-do-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2926479836395284442</id><published>2009-01-26T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:04:00.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY...</title><content type='html'>doing CNY visitations right now.&lt;br /&gt;all at my hse and it's blady boring.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that gatherings are the most fun when ur with people that you don't know. then u can have fun meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been a-waiting for awhile now&lt;br /&gt;you got me feeling like a child now&lt;br /&gt;cause every time i see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;you give me tingles in a silly place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2926479836395284442?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2926479836395284442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2926479836395284442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY...'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7212389492064662764</id><published>2009-01-25T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:55:06.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo-ing</title><content type='html'>"She found herself by the lake, watching the moonlight dance in the dark waters.&lt;br /&gt;She felt useless, devoid of purpose or simply failing to achieve her purpose.&lt;br /&gt;'Useless' was right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peanuts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7212389492064662764?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7212389492064662764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7212389492064662764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/emo-ing.html' title='Emo-ing'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3020169897403962587</id><published>2009-01-23T07:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:37:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many sleepless nights...</title><content type='html'>insomnia...&lt;br /&gt;                      i think thats what i'm having right now.&lt;br /&gt;           for the past few weeks there have been days that i simply can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;                                       the reason? &lt;br /&gt;                      i cant isolate the reason for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;                    i don't even know if it's physical or mental.&lt;br /&gt;                              perhaps it's a little of both.&lt;br /&gt;           if it were mental i honestly have no idea what could be keeping me awake.&lt;br /&gt;         i always have these omni-present thoughts of someone at the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;                     so yes, here i am posting on my blog at 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;                     i never knew my parents woke up at 7am every day.&lt;br /&gt;usually i leave the house before they're even awake, (6.45am? around there, for church)&lt;br /&gt;or i wake up way way after they've woken up. (2pm, because im sleeping like a pig =D)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i fell asleep at all, because i went to bed, tossed and turned for what seemed like hours, and before i knew it it was 6.10am.&lt;br /&gt;could even say good morning to bryan as he was waking up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;               insomnia sucks, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3020169897403962587?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3020169897403962587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3020169897403962587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-many-sleepless-nights.html' title='Too many sleepless nights...'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8245918441326640641</id><published>2009-01-22T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:04:37.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogskin....</title><content type='html'>once again i have changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;this time i decided to use a default blogskin because the old one was getting so screwed up it became UNBEARABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;default blogskins ftw. at least they dont bloat up my words until they look like over-inflated balloons. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo.... what to post.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i fell sick yesterday. had a fever.&lt;br /&gt;prayed for healing and... HEY PRESTO ! today im well enuff to sit here and yak about how i was sick and just got healed! so yeh, there's power in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;so in case u were wondering why christians are usually so happy, u just saw 1 reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is coming~ chinese new year services.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by visiting relative houses and ang bao collection.&lt;br /&gt;i muz not eat all the f00dz. super unhealthy. i shall resist! muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long walks for the win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8245918441326640641?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8245918441326640641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8245918441326640641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogskin.html' title='Blogskin....'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8842492891809212959</id><published>2009-01-13T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:22:50.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously nothing to blog even tho i just got my results.&lt;br /&gt;all i have to say is i wanna dance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh, and i got 18 for R4, gonna ask teacher about some stuff that could make me 12 points for R4. could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance &lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8842492891809212959?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8842492891809212959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8842492891809212959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/seriously-nothing-to-blog-even-tho-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3644273770330299294</id><published>2009-01-09T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:05:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was staring at Gracia's profile in her blog,the part which says "13 years old".&lt;br /&gt;My maths kinda fail and i keep forgetting that she's not sec 3, she's only sec 2 this year (Don't be so mature can? tq). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always suck at looking at people's age through their birth year. i dono why.&lt;br /&gt;it just confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any way i found it to be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason im still stuck in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;When people say "last year" i immediately think "2007".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den i looked at "15th February 1995". Okay. soon to be 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i recalled my own age after my birthday of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Omishit, i'm friggin 17 this year? &lt;br /&gt;crap ?&lt;br /&gt;after 24th november, people ask me my age i have to say 17 ????&lt;br /&gt;diao, i feel so blady old right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some people are going "for guys grow old is good mah".&lt;br /&gt;that may or may not be true, but i seriously dont wanna grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MUST stay young ! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;can machiam twilight anot ? remain 17 for the rest of my life ? and live 4eva ?&lt;br /&gt;zai man. &lt;br /&gt;sumore my skin colour so white, machiam vampire also. &lt;br /&gt;can lah can lah.&lt;br /&gt;any vampire out there, plz come and bite me. MSN me for my address. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tq for your undivided attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : i don't know why my blog is going crazy, like the words of my previous posts and my profile is getting extremely fat. Just don't mind it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3644273770330299294?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3644273770330299294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3644273770330299294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/was-staring-at-gracias-profile-in-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7798343895991979752</id><published>2009-01-09T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:51:54.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm floating but trapped at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I try to move but nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;All around me is simply black.&lt;br /&gt;There was not a sign of life to be seen, not a sound to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait... what's this ?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of an alarm clock when it reaches its designated time to awaken its owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the dark abyss and entered into a world where i'm looking at the ceiling and i feel like my head had just got run over by a bus full of people during morning rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed by the noise the clock was producing, i smacked my hand down upon it, turning it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel like getting out of bed. I felt as lazy as a sloth. As sleepy as a koala bear. As... well you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course i had to... so i got out of bed and slumped over to my bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the blinds and a blinding sight met my tired eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it was beautiful or any thing. But it sure was bright.&lt;br /&gt;The sight was anything but unusual. &lt;br /&gt;Blue sky, white, fluffy clouds, high rise estates all around, green trees, grey pavements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Brushing my teeth didn't feel any much different from the norm.&lt;br /&gt;Neither did taking the usual bath with the usual soap and usual shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should make my life unusual.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should use a water slide to help me take my bath.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should modify my bed to make it tilt forward when its time to wake up, it would lift the mattress and i would slide off the foot of my bed. How awsum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, thank God that i have a bed to sleep on,&lt;br /&gt;water in my very own home to take baths without any major inconvenience. (clean water by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste to actually brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;water to rinse my mouth with.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that i wake up and actually have a ceiling to look at when i do.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that i have a window in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for sunlight, green trees, white,fluffy clouds and the beautiful big blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for sleep, and my ability to wake up from it.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for creativity, else i would not be able to type this at all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7798343895991979752?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7798343895991979752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7798343895991979752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-am-i-i-feel-like-im-floating-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8232350780727358591</id><published>2009-01-05T19:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:20:40.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simply reading the newspaper never fails to remind me of how blessed i am here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how blessed i am already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper currently tells you mainly about the war in Gaza, how many people are dying etc etc. including innocent citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of how blessed I am to be in Singapore where its peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia doesn't fire rockets at us every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look a little lower and u would see "Bangkok fire kills two S'poreans".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite literally every where u look there's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that we complain about having to wake up in the morning and take the bus to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are children who have no education and have to walk a few kilometres for basic provisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that we complain that we're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are people who live in fear every day of being killed at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that we get to eat Macdonalds, Burger King or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people in Africa are experiencing deaths through famine or are going hungry every day with no food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that we are so privileged to attend church every week and praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While children halfway across the world have not even come to know Jesus and have no one to put their hopes on and simply have no future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair that there are people who are any less blessed than us just because of the family they are born into or the nation they are born in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not fair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8232350780727358591?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8232350780727358591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8232350780727358591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/simply-reading-newspaper-never-fails-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-5211645144027071501</id><published>2009-01-04T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:32:12.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 hours of sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins went home at about 1.45am. &lt;br /&gt;after they left i went to brush my teeth and went to bed&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when "我每天睡不着 想着你的微笑" comes true i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossed and turned until 3.30am. around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to eat cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less den 5 mins later i K.O liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ walao body, if u hungry just tell me lah. keep me awake for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up 6am as usual, but by the time i regained conciousness it was 6.30? &lt;br /&gt;so yah my alarm was ringing for 30mins b4 i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usual routine of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach expo and delvis was already queueing.&lt;br /&gt;Bagus~&lt;br /&gt;i hate being the first one, so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;so yeh eventually anastasia arrived too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned.&lt;br /&gt;play guitar.&lt;br /&gt;talk cock ,sing song.&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran in. Yes we ran as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Booked our seats in CHARLIE ARENA 02 (AS USUAL). *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we are the seat booking ministry of CHC. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked 3 rows, for 3 CGs, unfortunately 1 of the rows was half reserved. leaving 9 seats for that row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all managed to fit in somehow in the end though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme rewind a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all were chatting when service SUDDENLY began, and i was sitting somewhere in the E478 and E404 seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh i got alot of "eh u can intigrate into our cell group already lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh you join our cell group ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just gave a "YAH!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of my CG people didnt turn up for service any way, seemed like much much much MUCH less than the previously expected 12. turned out to be... 5? 6? maybe 7 AT THE MOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh in the end i think we had some spare seats, and thankfully clarence needed more seats so we all fit in just nicely like peas in a pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service was pretty nice, praise and worship songs were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word was very very uh... welcoming... and orientating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directed to the new comers i guess... those that just came in from xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went BK after service with 404,478 and samuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of 377 MIAed. gracia went off with parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit there talk cock sing song as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go there eat. in the end only about 4 people were eating, the rest of the 20 talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is too long. and i can grind all night about my day. so i shall end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-5211645144027071501?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5211645144027071501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5211645144027071501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-hours-of-sleep-why-cousins-went-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7556489468585787268</id><published>2009-01-01T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:37:55.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DraapiusseE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DraapiusseE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD&lt;br /&gt;                         SING WITH ME HOW GREAT &lt;br /&gt;                               IS OUR GOD&lt;br /&gt;                         ALL WILL SEE HOW GREAT&lt;br /&gt;                               HOW GREAT&lt;br /&gt;                               IS OUR GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7556489468585787268?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7556489468585787268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7556489468585787268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-great-is-our-god-sing-with-me-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-807289014937408235</id><published>2009-01-01T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:26:54.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I shall miss you superduper lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2009...&lt;br /&gt;i've read that you're a bad year for me.&lt;br /&gt;magazine says that u will give me a bad love life and a lot of stress at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR PROBLEM AH 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry i didnt mean to type in capitals to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just be a good year ok 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren [ENJOYS] acting insane and having conversations with years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-807289014937408235?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/807289014937408235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/807289014937408235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8511661091866136677</id><published>2008-12-31T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:00:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Programme:&lt;br /&gt;-Wake up&lt;br /&gt;-Get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;-Do 30 push ups&lt;br /&gt;-Go to toilet&lt;br /&gt;-Look at mirror and admire how nice my hair looks when i just woke up&lt;br /&gt;-brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;-Eat sandwitch&lt;br /&gt;-Take a bath and say goodbye to nice hair&lt;br /&gt;-Turn on computer&lt;br /&gt;-etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... i was wondering what i would spend my new years eve doing.&lt;br /&gt;and finally the day is here, but still no plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it occurred to me that i should spend it with my family =)&lt;br /&gt;Still cant wait for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise how much i can see how blessed other people are while i fail to realise my own blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but dont we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a blog recently and also realised how many little girls are going crazy over this fella named "Arron Yan Ya Lun".&lt;br /&gt;or as he is commonly referred to in most blogs "&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; Arron Yan Ya Lun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm okay. 飞轮海  guy. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was a video on 1 blog about them shooting an MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa motorcycles involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that blog stated "i didnt know my Arron could ride a motorbike, it screams bad boy."&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den got this statement that i see so many times and i still dont believe its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"男人不坏， 怒人不爱“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my comp dont have the correct "Nu". i dono why.&lt;br /&gt;but u get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this statement highly improbable. &lt;br /&gt;If it is den i officially have a worsened impression of the female gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren [ENJOYS] being critical about what people put on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not do it so often. figured it would be fine as its not a personal attack ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8511661091866136677?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8511661091866136677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8511661091866136677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/programme-wake-up-get-out-of-bed-do-30.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-88323766724370005</id><published>2008-12-30T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:07:51.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT 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CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH CAN'T WAIT FOR CHURCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-88323766724370005?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/88323766724370005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/88323766724370005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-wait-for-church-cant-wait-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4923537662695901699</id><published>2008-12-29T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:38:30.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Rain water cascaded down her face, outlining her features.&lt;br /&gt;Her surroundings were dark, damp and dirty, creating a scene so chilling it would make most people avoid the area altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stole a glance at the doorway behind her.&lt;br /&gt;No one was there to stop her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was ready to die.&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fall to her bitter death and perish on the cold concrete far below.&lt;br /&gt;Would any one even notice if she was gone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made herself believe so.&lt;br /&gt;Even as a bland scenery was presenting itself before her,&lt;br /&gt;she could almost feel the warmth of his love from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to isolate herself from it,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling grew stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he were real he would pull me away from this ledge.&lt;br /&gt;He would save me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;He would bring a mighty gust of wind and push me back towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;But is he real?&lt;br /&gt;Are all that i have seen just a hoax? An act? A drama production in camoflaugue?&lt;br /&gt;This is where i shall depart from this world.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know where i shall be going.&lt;br /&gt;Will i return to this world in another form?&lt;br /&gt;Will i be carried away like a feather into a ghostly realm?&lt;br /&gt;Will i meet him in the clouds?&lt;br /&gt;It is time to see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began to throw her weight forward and closed her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She felt herself falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strong force pulled her suddenly in the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;And she felt the cold embrace of the concrete floor,&lt;br /&gt;The piercing cold wind on her damp skin...&lt;br /&gt;And the warm touch of a hand on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her eyes and saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Not an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Who was this who had saved her from what she had assumed to be the end of her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stared at the man,&lt;br /&gt;completely still.&lt;br /&gt;He stared back,&lt;br /&gt;without a word said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He helped her up and they went back into the shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps God is real.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyrighted by me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT EMO&lt;br /&gt;THE PREVIOUS POST AND THIS POST IS NOT ABOUT ME HOR. -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4923537662695901699?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4923537662695901699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4923537662695901699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain-water-cascaded-down-her-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7554608410259923501</id><published>2008-12-28T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:54:14.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiyo yo yo yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, u wanna ask a girl for stead and she says no,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep insisting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think you keep insisting she will cave in and accept you ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omigosh, the girl is already saying NO, please do listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont treat what she says as garbage, just to be thrown away and forgotten for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT BE SO THICK SKIN LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that u talk about it to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;and probably mention these very popular words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme just be a bit random and quote this from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girls are not made to be understood, they are made to be loved"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt help me in any way of presenting my opinion, but i think its a pretty nice quote any way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say a girl that you don't want to have any close relations with (nothing further than friends) comes along and asks you to stead with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously your reply is "no".&lt;br /&gt;you make yourself as humbled as possible and say it in the most gentle manner you can imagine possible so as to not hurt her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then she asks "why?"&lt;br /&gt;then you tell her the truth. &lt;br /&gt;or some warped up version of it. &lt;br /&gt;or you tell a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say you said "i'd rather if we remained friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she replies "but why, (insert name of choice here) ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course you try to explain yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe..&lt;br /&gt;"i just feel that i'm not ready to move on blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she tells you something like "but i want us to move on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course at this point you would start to feel incredibly uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;theres no turning back already, you already find yourself in the lion's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us can predict what happens next, so it is needless for me to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you said...&lt;br /&gt;"i want my girlfriend to be (insert character traits of choice here)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she says &lt;br /&gt;"but arent i (insert character traits as above) already ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you will be blady pekchek right.&lt;br /&gt;u already say NO liao, and this person that u perhaps called your friend is trying to piss you off and be a thorn in a bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please lah, just listen for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;You also dowan people to treat what u say like garbage.&lt;br /&gt;so dont do it to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7554608410259923501?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7554608410259923501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7554608410259923501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/haiyo-yo-yo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7589919499623487265</id><published>2008-12-23T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:39:34.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story telling for balanced diet</title><content type='html'>"Sitting and staring blankly into the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling an incredible sensation that made him crushed on the inside, like as if he had been hit by an enormous fist, right in the gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he saw had been a total blow to him.&lt;br /&gt;She seemed so suitable, so saturated in beauty both on the outside and the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all humans, she wasn't perfect. But in his eyes she was the most beautiful thing he had ever layed his eyes upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to know her was an experience that was so enticing and enjoyable that it almost seemed like he was oblivious to any trouble in the world whenever he communicated with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if their hearts had simply connected like the many oceans of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any physical imperfection on her was blatently blocked out by his eyes as he marvelled in her inner beauty. Her character was one of great joy, happiness and heartwarming love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As perfect as it seemed, he knew that things couldn't possibly be so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, after a long browse through the large expanse of information known as the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart had been broken into several million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to believe what he has seen, but still impacted by the very message that had been portrayed to him in such a short and sharp manner. &lt;br /&gt;As if he had been stabbed in the back by a small dagger.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly pulling the life and joy out of him that he had been building up all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood up.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling weary, but still swiftly proceeded to grab his guitar and walk out of the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found himself among the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the roof of a multistorey carpark.&lt;br /&gt;How peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above him, dozens of stars twinkled brightly in the dark night sky.&lt;br /&gt;In concert with a seemingly omni-present moon,&lt;br /&gt;The sight was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;He wished he could join them in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to play a beautiful serenade.&lt;br /&gt;One that speaks of love, forgiveness and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;He allowed himself to shut his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Allowing himself to fall into a dark abyss, accompanied with song and the sounds of air flowing past his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of the song as torn and broken as the experience he had just gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with the music from his guitar, he performed a beautiful symphony for the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;It was synonymous with beauty. Till the stars themselves wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the music was like a platform that carried him away from his troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, every trouble had left him.&lt;br /&gt;Singing in the back of his head, but never to appear to trouble him again unless the situation provides it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fell asleep once again. Dreaming of her again would hopefully not come to pass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by ME *points to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO stupid mindmapping was done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ripping from other stories was done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, NO NO NO, planning was done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down, began to type, and let myself flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how i write my compositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7589919499623487265?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7589919499623487265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7589919499623487265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/story-telling-for-balanced-diet.html' title='story telling for balanced diet'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8112331312697252811</id><published>2008-12-18T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:22:17.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskinzzz</title><content type='html'>changed my blogskin AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i made it myself.&lt;br /&gt;now u must be thinking :&lt;br /&gt;"walao u nothing better to do ah!? every 2 weeks change blogskin!?"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;sorry to burst ur bubble but...&lt;br /&gt;YES, I NOTHING BETTER TO DO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8112331312697252811?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8112331312697252811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8112331312697252811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogskinzzz.html' title='blogskinzzz'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8002625002589146132</id><published>2008-12-18T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:28:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jason mraz's playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/h3Yr4q9rS9/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=ff9900&amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;linkColor=cc6600"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/h3Yr4q9rS9/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"FlashVars="backColor=ff9900&amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;linkColor=cc6600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#ff9900E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=h3Yr4q9rS9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=h3Yr4q9rS9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=h3Yr4q9rS9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jasonmraz/playlist/bm9jRgPc/jason_mraz_2008_year_end_music_playlist/"&gt;Jason Mraz 2008 Year End&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8002625002589146132?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8002625002589146132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8002625002589146132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/jason-mrazs-playlist.html' title='jason mraz&apos;s playlist'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-5146309956189905316</id><published>2008-12-14T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:16:07.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I LOST MY VOICE. ZZZZZZZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much stuff happened since i last updated, so i'll let the pictures do the talking. along with lame captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUfzXjZEcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/euvFhgBBUeY/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUfzXjZEcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/euvFhgBBUeY/s320/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279661105518023106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaa. jon in his army uniform, you will never see him like this ever again unless singapore has a war or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUgouP26SI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iy4052Llm7M/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUgouP26SI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iy4052Llm7M/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279662022143174946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande White Chocolate Mocha with Vanilla and Whipped cream, at 100%...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUhLcZ9OXI/AAAAAAAAAP0/UMdtNCI_KZU/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUhLcZ9OXI/AAAAAAAAAP0/UMdtNCI_KZU/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279662618649114994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...50%...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUhjjEMxEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ZuY_oaWV7R4/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUhjjEMxEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ZuY_oaWV7R4/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279663032753767490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and 0%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUh9344ShI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PvMLlKtpfkY/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUh9344ShI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PvMLlKtpfkY/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279663485020031506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUieyfzZII/AAAAAAAAAQM/UKBa-D4qdig/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUieyfzZII/AAAAAAAAAQM/UKBa-D4qdig/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279664050508358786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seed of life. yes i was bored. tilt head to right for optimal viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUi4pSZETI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ipyxbP38GyA/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUi4pSZETI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ipyxbP38GyA/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279664494712787250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;electric guitar and bass guitar. taken @ isaac's house. we use them for CGM~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-5146309956189905316?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5146309956189905316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5146309956189905316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/sundayyy.html' title='sundayyy'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SUUfzXjZEcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/euvFhgBBUeY/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8131239811640259552</id><published>2008-12-03T20:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:50:37.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaBoTe5nGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/GDLau43NzDw/s1600-h/coco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaBoTe5nGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/GDLau43NzDw/s320/coco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546542935743586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.45am :&lt;br /&gt;woke up automatically and tried to fall back asleep but i couldn't -_-&lt;br /&gt;so i did all the usual morning stuff that people do in the morning (besides eat breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;left the house and took MRT to bedok.&lt;br /&gt;arrived at 9.25am at bedok mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat was late! i won't say by how long. she made up for it later tho. &lt;em&gt;[awsum!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong point~ long time never go there liao, but still familiar.&lt;br /&gt;her "cart shop" was on the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;no its not a shop that sells carts, its a makeshift cart thats a shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was there for approx. 4.5 to 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;tried peach red tea today? quite nice,might stop loving strawberry milk tea because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to plaza singapura and played some house of the dead 4.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO NOT PLAY HOUSE OF THE DEAD 4 IN PLAZA SING, ITS SPOILT. IT STOLE OUR $2&lt;br /&gt;and she played some DDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she treated me to takoyaki! &lt;em&gt;[yes, awsum!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for being late" was the reason. ok sure, that works =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda paiseh tho. must faster find a job and earn $$$, den get u something back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bugis awhile later. and she bought a bag with a picture of a cat sleeping on the side of the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we took an mrt back home! was about 7+ at that point.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, it was very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;and i was standing next to a guy who just booked out of camp.&lt;br /&gt;still in his uniform and sweating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;AND YES HE WAS SMELLY.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my turn comes in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;got off at bedok mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to her block and she went home.&lt;br /&gt;then walked over to the bus stop and took 12 home.&lt;br /&gt;woo got direct bus. i totally didn't know i had a bus to take when i was in bedok MRT area. well now i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaI2ZPiveI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vPXTg_vUIfQ/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaI2ZPiveI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vPXTg_vUIfQ/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275554481581506018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peach red tea with mini pearl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJQ5uswCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AYGKDeJNTJs/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJQ5uswCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AYGKDeJNTJs/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275554936978718754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJh7OpLgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fZ2HcYYYdr4/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJh7OpLgI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fZ2HcYYYdr4/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275555229438914050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doncha know? EVERYONE writes on their water bottles now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJ-lI6czI/AAAAAAAAAOk/KCb-d6RCzUU/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaJ-lI6czI/AAAAAAAAAOk/KCb-d6RCzUU/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275555721725506354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Decor at Jurong Point&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaKYDv8hAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ViL5xeXIUp0/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaKYDv8hAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ViL5xeXIUp0/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275556159439012866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cart shop! Oooo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaLoNngt5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/hb4Zgql7NrU/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaLoNngt5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/hb4Zgql7NrU/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275557536477525906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaLfjJRZlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/V2xdGZRfFsI/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaLfjJRZlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/V2xdGZRfFsI/s320/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275557387637450322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genesis Opus. Sounds nice right? but i have no idea what it means. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaMDcDBAbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/luRDZFNYLj8/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaMDcDBAbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/luRDZFNYLj8/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275558004207452594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted to try making a sale, but these were high heels. picture me going "these heels are very comfortable" when i've never even worn heels before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaMrTnVNiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GDD0_viZVBU/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaMrTnVNiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GDD0_viZVBU/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275558689138619938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice building! it's at bugis by the way, and cat claims that she designed it. alright i believe you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaNWXmBrCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7JQ8CHUBreM/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaNWXmBrCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7JQ8CHUBreM/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275559428941261858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the picture on her new bag!&lt;br /&gt;NO, it's not a pig&lt;br /&gt;YES, it's a sleeping cat&lt;br /&gt;why does it have a pawprint on its' butt? don't ask me, i was wondering about that too&lt;br /&gt;and sorry, the picture flipped by itself. please tilt your head to the left for optimal viewing pleasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8131239811640259552?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8131239811640259552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8131239811640259552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/cat.html' title='cat'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STaBoTe5nGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/GDLau43NzDw/s72-c/coco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1265298503617057477</id><published>2008-12-02T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:20:20.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, December 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STUzG_3HCRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r4YNrEBD4j8/s1600-h/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STUzG_3HCRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r4YNrEBD4j8/s320/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275178733849217298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the first tuesday of december! that means its time to revise my love of music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music is my life, its melody is my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the love of my life,until someone comes along to replace it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guitar practices and heavy rain for imbalanced diet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STUzGzL2IWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xOFq3yiX4RA/s1600-h/565167568_09b615365c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STUzGzL2IWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xOFq3yiX4RA/s320/565167568_09b615365c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275178730446528866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mr. samuel sinn and mr. jonathan wong at city hall mrt today and they were both late. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked over to peninsula to change my electric guitar strings and I FORGOT TO PAY JON BACK FOR THE STRINGS! SORRY JON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also ate super cheap cai peng (vegetable rice) there. all LESS THAN $3, AND THEY DON'T GIVE VERY LITTLE OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little later we went to SMU (near dhoby ghaut MRT) and practiced some songs, until 1 of the security guards asked us to move to another block. at least she asked nicely. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah we moved to a more wulu block and practiced there, and when it was time to head back home it was raining heavily -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how SUAY man, i carrying amplifier + electric guitar and still hafta go tru the rain. lucky sam had an umbrella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to take pictures awww. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall remember next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1265298503617057477?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1265298503617057477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1265298503617057477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuesday-december-02.html' title='Tuesday, December 02'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STUzG_3HCRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r4YNrEBD4j8/s72-c/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3264779135876045855</id><published>2008-12-01T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:22:08.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_AgLfpndM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_AgLfpndM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY fun song to sing, VERY hard song to learn HOW to sing, because its sooooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;And partly cause the lyrics are... well... hard to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it&lt;br /&gt;If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it&lt;br /&gt;I may be skinny at times but I'm fat for the rhymes&lt;br /&gt;Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it &lt;br /&gt;Well isn't it delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'&lt;br /&gt;This baby listen to this don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in&lt;br /&gt;But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;Well,I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the geek in the pink &lt;br /&gt;well like the geek in the pink, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody&lt;br /&gt;But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her&lt;br /&gt;Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter&lt;br /&gt;At least when i'm talking about it keep a pattern of flattery and &lt;br /&gt;She was starin' through the doorframe,and&lt;br /&gt;Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what she might think about me&lt;br /&gt;She'll get by without me if she wants&lt;br /&gt;well, I could be the one to take her home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forgettin' what you already know&lt;br /&gt;that I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby look at me go&lt;br /&gt;From zero to hero&lt;br /&gt;You better take it from a geek like me&lt;br /&gt;Well I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't care if you com....plete them or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I've got a short attention span&lt;br /&gt;A coke in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Because I'd rather have the afternoon, relax and understand&lt;br /&gt;My hip hop and flip-flops well it don't stop with the light rock&lt;br /&gt;A shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot&lt;br /&gt;The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm&lt;br /&gt;Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own&lt;br /&gt;So take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean&lt;br /&gt;That on the other side the grass is greener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;like the geek in the pink &lt;br /&gt;I'm the geek in the pink ya'll&lt;br /&gt;geek is the color for fall&lt;br /&gt;i'm the geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;so i'm the geek ya'll &lt;br /&gt;in the pink ya'll&lt;br /&gt;geek is the color for fall&lt;br /&gt;i'm the geek in the pink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3264779135876045855?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3264779135876045855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3264779135876045855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-fun-song-to-sing-very-hard-song-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6661282740277519389</id><published>2008-11-30T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:45:12.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trademarks</title><content type='html'>as i promised myself in the previous post, i shall post about team trademarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are they? well their video speaks for itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nMjAVF0r_S8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nMjAVF0r_S8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6661282740277519389?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6661282740277519389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6661282740277519389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/11/trademarks.html' title='trademarks'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3881603345419507995</id><published>2008-11-29T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:03:51.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jap day!</title><content type='html'>shall post about team trademarks tomorrow. actually this is a reminder to myself. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STEPqXLohRI/AAAAAAAAANs/NKP_yIyyTjw/s1600-h/piano.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274013859079292178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STEPqXLohRI/AAAAAAAAANs/NKP_yIyyTjw/s320/piano.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/46mSRnvbpIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/46mSRnvbpIE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Flavor Of Life ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「ありがとう」と　君に言われると　なんだか切ない&lt;br /&gt;「さようなら」の　後も溶けぬ魔法　淡くほろ苦い&lt;br /&gt;The Flavor Of Life　The Flavor Of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友達でも　恋人でも　ない中間地点で&lt;br /&gt;収獲の日を夢みてる　青いフルーツ&lt;br /&gt;あと一歩が踏み出せないせいで&lt;br /&gt;じれったいのはなんで&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「ありがとう」と　君に言われると　なんだか切ない&lt;br /&gt;「さようなら」の　後も溶けぬ魔法　淡くほろ苦い&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甘いだけの　誘い文句　味気のないトーク&lt;br /&gt;そんなものには興味は　そそられない&lt;br /&gt;思い通りにいかない時だって&lt;br /&gt;人生捨てたもんじゃないって&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「どうしたの？」と　急に聞かれると「ううん。何でもない」&lt;br /&gt;さようならの　後に消える笑顔　私らしくない&lt;br /&gt;信じたいと　願えば願うほどなんだか切ない&lt;br /&gt;「愛してるよ」　よりも「大好き」のほうが　君らしいじゃない&lt;br /&gt;The Flavor Of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘れかけていた人の香りを　突然思い出す頃&lt;br /&gt;降り津もる雪の白さを思うと　素直に喜びたいよ&lt;br /&gt;ダイヤモンド　よりもやわらかくて　あたたかな未来&lt;br /&gt;手にしたいよ　限りある時間を　君と過ごしたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「ありがとう」と　君に言われると　なんだか切ない&lt;br /&gt;「さようなら」の　後の溶けぬ魔法　淡くほろ苦い&lt;br /&gt;The Flavor Of Life&lt;br /&gt;The Flavor Of Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3881603345419507995?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3881603345419507995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3881603345419507995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/11/jap-day.html' title='Jap day!'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/STEPqXLohRI/AAAAAAAAANs/NKP_yIyyTjw/s72-c/piano.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7875291042509639262</id><published>2008-11-26T03:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:39:49.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, November 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxd5nrHn-I/AAAAAAAAANM/9AZ9nV_i89Q/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxd5nrHn-I/AAAAAAAAANM/9AZ9nV_i89Q/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272692508227772386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Non-emo post coming up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;shall be posting about 24th november. in which if it was not obvious enough to you it was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at vivo with Jing Ying, whos the other person having her birthday, Xin Ying, BOON, GuoWei and Dillian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugoi~ (yes Darren is now becoming those kinda people that uses jap in their speech &amp;amp; writing)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the cake!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the great time!&lt;br /&gt;thanks, Dillian for the drinks!&lt;br /&gt;AND for treating us at arcade!&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;STARBUCKS&lt;/span&gt; for providing a very delicious Grande Mocha Frappachino with Vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i do love starbucks, WHATCHA GONNA DO ABOUT IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wanted to try posting this way for once, thought its pretty cool + unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxgFt0jzGI/AAAAAAAAANc/e3Vu5JiIR-s/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxgFt0jzGI/AAAAAAAAANc/e3Vu5JiIR-s/s320/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272694915059666018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxgGIbVXQI/AAAAAAAAANk/8N57HtQuxFM/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxgGIbVXQI/AAAAAAAAANk/8N57HtQuxFM/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272694922201619714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEFORE &amp;amp; AFTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After that i went to join my cousin shaun at dhoby ghaut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HES ALSO A 24TH NOVEMBER BABY BY THE WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;too many 24th november babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;walked all the way to.............cant remember where... pretty far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;went food republic in that shopping centre to eat teppanyaki~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nice man~~~ was with david and su'et, and they treated me and shaun to dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;after that take bus go bugis and they treat us to DESSERT ALSO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thats my birthday in a mouthful. The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxgGIbVXQI/AAAAAAAAANk/8N57HtQuxFM/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7875291042509639262?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7875291042509639262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7875291042509639262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/11/tuesday-november-25.html' title='Tuesday, November 25'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SSxd5nrHn-I/AAAAAAAAANM/9AZ9nV_i89Q/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2116313000083092183</id><published>2008-11-21T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:20:09.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, November 21</title><content type='html'>2nd day of Asia Conference 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Ulf was awesome, and extremely joyful, his joy is almost infectious, like an aura of joy that seems to spread to any one who can see and hear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home past midnight (12.07am to be exact, i checked as soon as i stepped tru the door)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little "talk" with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after tht i looked tru some people's blogs and thought "wow, EVERYONE has family problems!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one story was actually pretty similar to mine, one parent insulting God and christianity and questioning my faith in God. Cept her story had 1 significant diff - her mother stood up for her when her dad was putting her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, my mom is against christianity, and my dad ALSO puts me down, its his nature, dunno whats up with it, but he just looooooooooooooves putting people down. my mother even mentioned it in one of their quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like "u always have to put down the people around u to make urself feel better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad isnt anti-christ tho. my brother is a very sarcastic person, i do my best to try not to be infected by his sarcasm (the 3rd lowest form of wit). but i guess my brother isnt that bad, i mean no ones perfect right. he probably isnt sarcastic on purpose (i think?). he just talks that way. i just tahan all the way manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my parents arent that bad too, if they didnt care for me they wouldn't even bother giving me cash or nagging at me every day. Yeh thats the way, see the good stuff.  See the opportunities in the difficulties etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U hafta admit their nagging is annoying tho, like when they call u up, ask u where are u, what u doing, what time coming home, makan already anot, blah blah blah. den u just feel like hanging up on them because they seem to be telling u stuff that u already KNOW. but wow, jack neo spoke about it yesterday and said something we all really do know, that its just love. we already knew it, the love has always been there, we just fail to realise it because its so normal, so ordinary that it doesnt seem like an exception from the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parental Objection". i guess every one who's a christian probably knows what it means eh.&lt;br /&gt;most people in CHC call it "P.O".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a christian primary school, mom told me once in a while to "never become a christian".&lt;br /&gt;Put "buddhist" as my religion so that they won't "convert" me into a christian.&lt;br /&gt;did i obey? of course i obey lah. i put buddhist as my religion, and lived on as a freethinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on that day, was the end of june. Sentosa outreach by the WYZ zone of CHC. i was going.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lim Xin Ying ask me go service with her first.&lt;br /&gt;Super reluctant to go, in the end go.&lt;br /&gt;Service was at expo. See the service was thinking "wah not so bad leh church"&lt;br /&gt;i stand there like 1 kuku liddat just see in front. All praying in tongues i just diam diam.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK, i still remember the day, cause easy to remember.&lt;br /&gt;was 5/7/8, 5th july 2008. i accepted christ into my life babe~&lt;br /&gt;after that i've become happier for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to be honest, when i first accepted christ, i wasnt so sure if i really believed at first.&lt;br /&gt;i still went to church tho. i gave myself an excuse of "i learn a lot of lessons there" (which is true by the way, i DO lean a lot of lessons there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omigosh how long is this post. oh well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo... slowly i began to have more faith and believed more. and i'm here today with much more room for improvement. hope i can join choir ministry soon, been waiting for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeh i guess i wanna thank Xin Ying for bringing me to church, that was awesome of you, still don't know why there was a period of time u were angry with me, left me pretty clueless there.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest its one of the reasons i transferred from jurong west to expo.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i put that behind me already, doesnt matter any more.  &lt;br /&gt;i like expo more in a way i guess. the people who attend expo services are less enthusiastic but at least expo doesnt require a 1 hour train ride by myself. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, expo service is less enthu because there are more adults there. i guess the adults got the better of the youths and made them a little stiff. NEVER FEAR! I SHALL NOT BE AFFECTED! PRAISE THE LORD! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being forward looking, positive thinking and enthusiastic = important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CLOSING/SUMMARY:&lt;br /&gt;+ appreciate your parents (unless your parents taught u how to smoke, drink and take drugs, then i have nth to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ try to tahan their nagging and remember that its care and concern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Forgive and Forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ See the good stuff, even in bad situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Super tired cos of Asia Conf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 2.20am now, waking up 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Goodbye and have a blessed weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2116313000083092183?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2116313000083092183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2116313000083092183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-november-21.html' title='Friday, November 21'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-859746895880208521</id><published>2008-11-05T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:57:23.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday , November 05</title><content type='html'>For some totally weird reason im happy that obama won the election&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty much hoping that he would win all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went school in the afternoon to pray for the band with kat, but in the end we were both late and she had to go for band liao. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt feel like going home since there was nothing to do. so i decided to sit in the canteen and play guitar for a few hours, den went home. woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-859746895880208521?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/859746895880208521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/859746895880208521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-november-05.html' title='Wednesday , November 05'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7967080453249092407</id><published>2008-10-30T15:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:21:36.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it comes yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SQlfG5LGRlI/AAAAAAAAANE/mR-zT7WXl8E/s1600-h/Seven+Second+Surgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SQlfG5LGRlI/AAAAAAAAANE/mR-zT7WXl8E/s320/Seven+Second+Surgery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262842211590358610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                   THE END IS NEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; no im not predicting judgement day!&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about the end of O levels! its PRACTICALLY next monday! it officially ends on 11 november, but i guess the gap between 3rd and 11th november is empty enough for me to call the 3rd of november the END OF O LEVELS!&lt;br /&gt;people are already planning to celebrate THIS WEEKEND?  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have 1 thing to worry about though,  its a little something called POA, something i cant afford to fail but i have NEVER EVER PASSED BEFORE. best of luck to me cause its TOMORROW! im gonna study POA now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S, i did this during my break, i got back from school and chiong POA already.)&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/6411369585568474058-7967080453249092407?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7967080453249092407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7967080453249092407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-it-comes-yo.html' title='Here it comes yo!'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SQlfG5LGRlI/AAAAAAAAANE/mR-zT7WXl8E/s72-c/Seven+Second+Surgery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-5216267984168877878</id><published>2008-10-21T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:09:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, October 21</title><content type='html'>This is a point in time i can say that even if i do badly for O lvls, i will still be happy that its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i get 6 F9s, i will still be happy its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course im not saying im content with 6 F9s, i am merely showing my sincere expressions of joy that i will expect to have on the last day of O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i have learned how to tune my guitar to C# G# C# D# G# D# by ear! yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one hate academics, i shall thereby do anything and everything to excel as a musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is not a country that is favorable to most musicians, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i shall never give up on music no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay, i've added a cute little mini guitar tuner. LoL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-5216267984168877878?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5216267984168877878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5216267984168877878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuesday-october-21.html' title='Tuesday, October 21'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3758243321140332207</id><published>2008-10-19T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:33:06.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, October 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lqsZTcGjR4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lqsZTcGjR4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current target.&lt;br /&gt;Verses are fine so far, i just need to remember to BREATHE, chorus is pretty hard cause its so high, but i guess i'll get it with some practice. Very fun song. Makes "I'm Yours" seem super easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on vibrato after this... woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3758243321140332207?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3758243321140332207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3758243321140332207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-october-19.html' title='Sunday, October 19'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3161080346847750725</id><published>2008-10-16T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:30:07.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thusday, October 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPdAty7BD-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/j0uuaCk0A-U/s1600-h/UnDeFiNeD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPdAty7BD-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/j0uuaCk0A-U/s320/UnDeFiNeD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742245485940706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a personal way of a salute to j-j-j-j-j-jasmin, guowei, boon, valerie, sanche and [i dont know who's that] 's band, UNDEFINED! currently in the finals of SHOT TO FAME! woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have blogged before i was helping out for the shot to fame auditions, and i really really admire those people who actually went to sign up for it, no matter how badly they did.&lt;br /&gt;Fact is that they took that step, thats what makes them awsum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油 undefined！ 我们永远会支持你们！&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/6411369585568474058-3161080346847750725?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3161080346847750725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3161080346847750725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/thusday-october-16.html' title='Thusday, October 16'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPdAty7BD-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/j0uuaCk0A-U/s72-c/UnDeFiNeD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6941176555298456268</id><published>2008-10-13T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:35:47.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, October 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPLJoQO0R3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ng9RhoG2FWg/s1600-h/fail-owned-soccer-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPLJoQO0R3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ng9RhoG2FWg/s320/fail-owned-soccer-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256485408483854194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow! waking up at 12 noon on a school day feels goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was a super interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;after svc went to makan @ bugis area with jon,gracia,wenxi,shawn,moses,darren (not me, im weijie now),samuel and [argh i forgot your name].&lt;br /&gt;den went riverwalk with wenxi,gracia,darren and jon.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up helping 1 room that was being used for the vocals audition to be the video cameraman.&lt;br /&gt;LoL fun. but i dowanna join TV ministry either way. usher and choir ftw.&lt;br /&gt;wenxi was taking care of the sound system, she almost laugh when she hear some of the singers.&lt;br /&gt;the vocalists were in their HUNDREDS, so i was sitting there for pretty long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i can finally sing i'm yours as of a few weeks ago! i guess practice really can help u do almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to sing the remedy now, and WOW its hard. i'm yours is actually pretty easy to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow, after you learn how to sing jason mraz's songs, other songs feel like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya. saw some E404 members do their dance item. bagussss, judge even say "you have a lot of potential....", can see they practice very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: as of now i shall be called Wei Jie, because there are waaaaaaaaay too many darrens around.&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/6411369585568474058-6941176555298456268?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6941176555298456268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6941176555298456268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-october-13.html' title='Monday, October 13'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SPLJoQO0R3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ng9RhoG2FWg/s72-c/fail-owned-soccer-fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6573419162473656394</id><published>2008-10-07T15:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:24:32.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, October 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOsPFdGEomI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bP3i2CH181E/s1600-h/stupid_expand.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOsPFdGEomI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bP3i2CH181E/s320/stupid_expand.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254309976641675874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shitz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got maths mock paper 2, and i failed zzz... 44/100... sian diao....&lt;br /&gt;Screw up man =|&lt;br /&gt;Well then again we didn't do the paper for the full length, only 1 hr 45 min.. maybe if full length i could have just passed or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2 hr chinese period (since i dun take chinese =D), i did maths all the way. Woo. Felt goooood.&lt;br /&gt;Pon science remedial as usual. Took bus 3 with erwin, and there were a buncha malays on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them sitting infront of us, the rest is all female students sitting behind us.&lt;br /&gt;Then the stupid guy sitting infront keep turning arnd and talking very loudly, and hes like 1 retarded guy liddat, as in the way he behaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT BEING RACIST AH, IF ITS A CHINESE GUY I WOULD HAVE SAID THE SAME THING. Last thing that Darren is, is a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on darren, sacrifice just about 30+ more days and ur FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(talking to yourself is not unhealthy, its called self-assurance. i think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMISHITZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link from my friends blog to http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg...&lt;br /&gt;GOT VIDEO, AND ITS OUR SCHOOL ONE, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I recognise the windows, 100% sure its our school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6573419162473656394?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6573419162473656394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6573419162473656394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuesday-october-7.html' title='Tuesday, October 7'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOsPFdGEomI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bP3i2CH181E/s72-c/stupid_expand.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3235352907400323319</id><published>2008-10-06T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:51:47.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, October 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOn6MR0RI-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1aCvmrLek2U/s1600-h/565167568_09b615365c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOn6MR0RI-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1aCvmrLek2U/s320/565167568_09b615365c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254005529152398306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;大家好！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blog skin woo... nice and colourful, figured prev blogskin was too BLACK. black until even i also sian to look at it, which is why i didnt really update it a whole lot after i changed to that skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was... uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;Few more days to graduation...&lt;br /&gt;30+ days to freedom...&lt;br /&gt;abt 8 or 9 days to first O lvl practical...&lt;br /&gt;STRESS LEH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super worried abt my POA, which i still dunno lotsa things... cannot afford to fail any subject cause i only have 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck man... i wish i can study at home all day like other ppl, but i can't LOL...&lt;br /&gt;i MUST be outside to study. But go where? and everyone else is studying at home, so go alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go church, one of the 2 ways i forget ALL my troubles. (the other is playing music.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3235352907400323319?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3235352907400323319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3235352907400323319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-october-6.html' title='Monday, October 6'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SOn6MR0RI-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1aCvmrLek2U/s72-c/565167568_09b615365c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4117568569743938253</id><published>2008-09-29T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:56:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, September 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SODBJkG9z4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/JFKX-sE18Q8/s1600-h/543890255_4c04d8ff23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SODBJkG9z4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/JFKX-sE18Q8/s320/543890255_4c04d8ff23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251409535569874818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog hopping around and i saw this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 DAYS TO 'O' LEVELS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REMINDING ME AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'M FOREVER GRATEFUL FOR UR NICE REMINDER, THANK YOU SO VERY VERY MUCH AH, XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yea and i found gracia's blog, what a nice coincidence. amazing whose blogs u can run into when ur blog hopping. i was actually hopping around from my cousin's blog, who has no relation to city harvest whatsoever, and about 5 blogs later, i ran into hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SODCUH_QUEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S5rpE3jJfC4/s1600-h/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SODCUH_QUEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S5rpE3jJfC4/s320/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251410816511529026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music is my life, its' melody is my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At least until someone comes along to replace it. (muahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4117568569743938253?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4117568569743938253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4117568569743938253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-september-29.html' title='Monday, September 29'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SODBJkG9z4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/JFKX-sE18Q8/s72-c/543890255_4c04d8ff23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-49864633729428633</id><published>2008-09-27T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:35:22.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, September 27</title><content type='html'>There's an insatiable GAP between "Loving" and "Lusting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-49864633729428633?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/49864633729428633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/49864633729428633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-september-27.html' title='Saturday, September 27'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6558469093118768873</id><published>2008-09-24T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:49:44.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNoLAjbsefI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJcIRvsgC1c/s1600-h/milton-tilly-romance-i-9904209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNoLAjbsefI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJcIRvsgC1c/s320/milton-tilly-romance-i-9904209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249520419793041906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet, romantic, and everything else in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was POA day! Total POA time adds up to about 3 hours. Boring? Nah. Fruitful? Yes definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i still don't know how to do amalgation (spelling check plz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday is EDGE! Woo! Funky glasses, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and speaking of sweet, romantic and everything else in between, here's another song from Mr. A-Z himself. Brought to you by invisible microphone news, from venice, italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsGd-hKzbBw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsGd-hKzbBw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song rawks, lyrics are ESPECIALLY amazing. Background music is great too. Personally one of my most favorite songs. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6558469093118768873?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6558469093118768873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6558469093118768873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-september-24.html' title='Wednesday, September 24'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNoLAjbsefI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJcIRvsgC1c/s72-c/milton-tilly-romance-i-9904209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-73768204227346754</id><published>2008-09-23T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:38:23.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, September 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNjah83XUEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hehyWlL4_U8/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNjah83XUEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hehyWlL4_U8/s320/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249185642509193282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The moon in all its' glory! Theres actually a star next to it, i guess its too small. only one star in the sky that night, and for some reason, every time i look into the sky(at night of course), I only see one star. Not talking about a period of 2 or 3 days by the way, its like 2 weeks. And every night i look up, i only see one star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from somewhere that when there's only one star in the sky and u make a wish upon it, that wish will come true. So u can guess how many wishes i been making recently. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them are pretty much the same cause im wishing for the same thing, low chance of it actually coming true though, but i'll keep my hopes up. Is it about my studies? Neh. Is it relating to music? Neh. Is it relating to just me or does it involve somebody else? Hmm... some things are better left a mystery. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, about today. It was so stupendously hot today -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Actually anyone who lives in Singapore would know that, but yeah, just recapping.&lt;br /&gt;Today felt short though, school wasn't very draggy (which is a good thing by the way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something nice, don't copy it because it IS copyrighted, you have been warned :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to picture a girl&lt;br /&gt;Through a looking glass&lt;br /&gt;See her as a carbon atom&lt;br /&gt;See her eyes and stare back at them&lt;br /&gt;See that girl&lt;br /&gt;As her own new world&lt;br /&gt;Though her home is on the surface&lt;br /&gt;She is still the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, it's really all about the wordplay there.&lt;br /&gt;Very very meaningful words, coming together to form a very meaningful message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of meaningful, today's logical thoughts shall be about chain letters!&lt;br /&gt;What are chain letters? They're those messages that you see in youtube or in your email inbox saying if you don't send this message den something will happen to you and blah blah blah, or something good will happen to you if you do send the message blah blah blah and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i talking about this? Well jasmin was talking about it on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;I firstly wanna say that i've read tonnes of those letters and most of them end with someone getting seriously hurt or me getting into a car accident and so on, i didn't forward the letters, and i'm still here blogging. So unless you're an idiot i think you should get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i wanted to mention, i'm not being critical about it, but its worth exploring.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about what people usually laugh at when talking, it's normally about an insult to somebody else. Can't help but wonder : Does humor = talking behind people's backs? Well not all are behind peoples backs, some just say it straight on. So i tried thinking of something else that singaporean students actually find funny that doesn't put someone else at the butt of ridicule, and came up with almost nothing (ALMOST*). Try going through one day without saying anything bad about something or someone, you might end up saying very very little on that day. I'm just speaking for the males by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S WEDNESDAY! LATE DAY! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's only half an hour later, but for some reason it puts you in a better mood. The sun is already shining when you first start your day (at least it is for me). So you don't feel any dread on your way to school. How awesome. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when is CCH main 1's late day. o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-73768204227346754?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/73768204227346754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/73768204227346754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-september-23.html' title='Tuesday, September 23'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNjah83XUEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hehyWlL4_U8/s72-c/DSC00194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6837141680523582499</id><published>2008-09-22T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:50:02.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, September 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNeMssHNajI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9TKx4zrz1EU/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNeMssHNajI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9TKx4zrz1EU/s320/DSC00186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248818590107134514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha la la la la, listen closer to the verse i lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la, it's all about the wordplay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZcNhOP0De9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZcNhOP0De9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6837141680523582499?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6837141680523582499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6837141680523582499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-september-22.html' title='Monday, September 22'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNeMssHNajI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9TKx4zrz1EU/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-336130297158095565</id><published>2008-09-22T00:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:03:20.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, September 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNZ8hTvKtvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uS0hdykCRpw/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNZ8hTvKtvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uS0hdykCRpw/s320/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248519327422527218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paiseh lah paiseh... i miss my hair man. Gonna be awhile before it gets back to "NORMAL".&lt;br /&gt;Taken in coffee bean by jolene., tampines mall... studying.    &lt;---- is me       |   is jasmin------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever, Author of salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cell group today was fun. Travelling from Pasir Ris to Choa Chu Kang was NOT fun. Expo service is calling me! =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kong said something that kept me in the Jurong West service for this week.&lt;br /&gt;He actually told us not to say this lah, but i think the expo service ppl will still love him either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something like this, jokingly by the way, "I feel so encouraged by the people from service 1, because you guys have so much energy. Then when i go to Expo i feel like i'm preaching to a bunch of zombies.".&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kong definitely didn't mean any harm in those words, in a way u can say he's encouraging the expo service people to be more "enthu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i appreciate the people in service 1, but expo service is still calling me. Though i probably can agree with pastor kong that the expo service is pretty... dead. Praise and worship doesn't feel the same in expo. The people there are a little different too, even though we are in the same church. Kinda weird, almost feels like 2 different churches, with the same pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAIzpFi7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/BRKgQvrukLQ/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAIzpFi7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/BRKgQvrukLQ/s320/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248523304536738738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;U-tube! It's really called the U-tube by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAJAf7kkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eQMiV43NLAU/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAJAf7kkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eQMiV43NLAU/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248523307987997250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Liquid P"... Ooooo... it's actually liquid paraffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAJarEyKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RV2Hs4SM9nI/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAJarEyKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RV2Hs4SM9nI/s320/DSC00199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248523315014060194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNaAJarEyKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RV2Hs4SM9nI/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;Chem practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-336130297158095565?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/336130297158095565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/336130297158095565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-september-21.html' title='Sunday, September 21'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SNZ8hTvKtvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uS0hdykCRpw/s72-c/DSC00168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8726149595116700016</id><published>2008-09-20T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:45:49.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, September 20</title><content type='html'>Today started off great!&lt;br /&gt;Only thing im happy about is that pastor kong preached today, he still rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ended like a big deep shit hole. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8726149595116700016?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8726149595116700016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8726149595116700016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-september-20.html' title='Saturday, September 20'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1929768935243445125</id><published>2008-09-18T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:46:59.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, September 18</title><content type='html'>I was reflecting on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly thought of this. Scared i would forget it, so recording it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the significance of the words "I love you" to someone who doesn't know the true nature of the person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you only like her for her looks? [Which, i believe, is wrong on all levels]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not something you throw around.&lt;br /&gt;Normally, if you've gone your separate ways and simply can't stand being without her (or him), you have something going on deep inside. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I.E - You can't wait to see her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about physically, but the person's company should be a refreshing dose of life moving in to fill your heart with joy and the omnipresent care and concern for someone other than yourself (and of the opposite sex of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i'm talking chimiology again. lemme summarise. dun take a look at someone and say that you love that person. "I love &lt;insert&gt;" is something not to be thrown around. It's as sacred as the cows to indians.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No offense intended there&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emptied out the rest of my thoughts in the post below, do take a look-see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1929768935243445125?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1929768935243445125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1929768935243445125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursday-september-9.html' title='Thursday, September 18'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7136773333562820332</id><published>2008-09-18T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:04:54.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo!~ family problems rawkz. And i'm getting a truckload! this just keeps getting better and better doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46 : 1-4 (Quoting from the NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our refuge and strength,&lt;br /&gt;an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;though its waters roar and foam&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains quake with their surging.&lt;br /&gt;There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,&lt;br /&gt;the holy place where the Most High dwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, the following is NOT from the bible :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; : A form of wit that is marked by the use of sarcastic language and is intended to make its victim the butt of contempt or ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am i talking about? hmm... actually about 99% of the people reading this blog won't know the person. It's someone who uses it sub consciously without the slightest regard for the other person which he is speaking to. Yes i just gave away that i'm talking about a male. Nah its not my father... hmm i wonder who else there is. Family of four... 1, 2, 3.... hmmm wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i guess im going to church at boon lay on saturday again. Its wearing me down yes, and about 70% of the people i've talked to about it has asked me why i don't just go to the expo service for my church. I'm personally beginning to wonder why as well. Getting up early on sunday morning to worship god sounds awesome, NO SARCASM THERE, SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 5 : 1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give ear to my words , O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Consider my sighing.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my cry for help,&lt;br /&gt;my King and my God,&lt;br /&gt;for to you i pray.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning I lay my requests before you&lt;br /&gt;and wait in expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, i don't like to expect things from people. Because i don't like people to have expectations from me. My birthday comes and goes, you don't have to buy me a present, i won't get you one unless i truely love you or care for you. But heck, you dont have to get me one either, fair's fair. If i dont get you a present and i regret after that, maybe i do care for you after all. And yes, it has happened before. But not always. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying i don't care about people that i don't give presents to, sometimes the situation simply does not allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 131 : 1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is not proud, O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are not haughty;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do not concern myself with great matters&lt;br /&gt;or things too wonderful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I have stilled and quieted my soul;&lt;br /&gt;like a weaned child with its mother,&lt;br /&gt;like a weaned child is my soul within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber long post. I guess i owe you guy's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adapted from "Diaries of a broken Neo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL just kidding, its just adapted from the innermost sanctum of my mind's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;The bible is a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;The dictionary is where i got that sarcasm word. www.dictionary.com FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, school cut my hair, it sucks A LOT now. Grow hair grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7136773333562820332?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7136773333562820332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7136773333562820332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/woo-family-problems-rawkz.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7169791389630496563</id><published>2008-09-12T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:18:23.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday , September 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SMpNhk4jiTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XKQFw5lWpMY/s1600-h/JasonMraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SMpNhk4jiTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XKQFw5lWpMY/s320/JasonMraz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245089955258272050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOSH darren is blogging again! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a ton of things today that all piled up into 1 message. Therefore i shall be changing myself inside and outside (not literally) as of NOW. Yes, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might take some time yes, but changes for the better are always hard. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i've been gone long. I'll try to summarise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days i been sitting downstairs from my block with just a guitar handy. What i was doing doesnt matter for now. Its what i SAW dats important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again maybe i cant tell u guys what i saw. Its nothing abnormal, everything i saw was normal, just that no one takes much notice in these small details in life. I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u try spending about 4 hours sitting around and stoning u would see what i mean (i had a guitar with me though, just wanna emphasize on that.)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i mean u would PROBABLY see what i mean. No guarantee. And i did it this over a period of 3 days. But anyway, if you DO see what i've seen, you would have a completely different perspective over life itself and its simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what the heck is darren talking about?" you might be saying. Well i cant explain it to you, you have to see it for yourself. Call it a journey of self-discovery. What i did was something like meditation, except i didnt do the "close your eyes and think of your happy place" or something like that. My oh my, life is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way i've been listening to jason mraz an aweful lot recently. Awesome lyrics, awesome melody, awesome vocals, awesome BGM. Unless of course its just not your type of genre of music, then i have nothing to say. His lyrics can really strike u deep inside. Unless ur insensitive towards the beauty of the message he's trying to deliver. Then it wouldn't seem like much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7169791389630496563?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7169791389630496563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7169791389630496563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-september-12.html' title='Friday , September 12'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SMpNhk4jiTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XKQFw5lWpMY/s72-c/JasonMraz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4470970369998443476</id><published>2008-08-30T01:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:59:59.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, August 29</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna elaborate a lil on yesterdays post while im here.&lt;br /&gt;Cyber gaming is a waste of time because, well if you think about it - Ur just sitting at ur computer and "passing time", while the world outside is moving on without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do so much more if you just go out there and do something... even sit down and meditating is better than gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall this from an article i read sometime ago... like before chinese new year. this is my own comprehension of the article based on what i can remember, and on my own logical reasoning of the topic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is cyber gaming addictive? This mainly applies to online gaming by the way. It's because most ONLINE gamers fine the impulse to stay ahead of the pack (the pack being the online gaming community). regardless of whatever game they might be playing. Let me just divide this pack into 2 simple and general groups, the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can apply to any game (maplestory, counter-strike, world of warcraft etc.).&lt;br /&gt;Now, the BAD players would find the impulse to play more as they wish to improve themselves to be among the GOOD players. Why? It's all a matter of natural instinct (think about animals, thats why its mainly males that play online games.). This player is better than me, i must be better. As for the GOOD players, they see the need to keep themselves ahead of the pack, and not faltering. They feel that "if i stop playing now, i might fall behind so-and-so.", and thereby resume playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 groups, in fact, do share some similar qualities as well. All gamers, well at least like 95% percent of gamers, find that sense of reward or satisfaction when they achieve a certain level of expertise in a game. In the case of maplestory, it would be a level, and "staying ahead of the pack" would be simply referring to staying as the highest level in that game, or at least above the people that you know. In the case of games like counter-strike, which are mainly skill based, it would be the matter of skill level among the online community of gamers playing games of this genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, achieving a career in "gaming" itself (not game developing, just gaming), is incredibly hard in modern society. You have to be the best of the best, and if you fail, you have to pursue something else. Thus, if someone has "devoted" his life to gaming, without proper qualifications in terms of education, he will find himself in a pit if he fails to achieve that career in gaming he was aiming for or dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW if this topic comes out on O lvl english compo im gonna score big. Then again sometimes i get weird topics and still score 20+, not even knowing how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims compo - 21/30.&lt;br /&gt;How? i don't know. I left the examination room feeling like i didn't write a good composition, but it always turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English teacher used to ask us to draw a "mindmap" before we start on our composition... i dont know if YOU do it, but i don't. I think its a waste of time, i still end up writing the compo like i would have without the mind map. I simply write, and see where it takes me. Boy, writing is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4470970369998443476?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4470970369998443476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4470970369998443476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-august-29.html' title='Friday, August 29'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3742792291885976111</id><published>2008-08-28T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:57:27.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, August 28</title><content type='html'>Yawn, blogging cause jasmin told me to on MSN. And apparently a few others in my tagboard. I havent even seen my blog in awhile, so i havent seen the tags until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. so... tomorrows teachers day. WE, THE ALUMNI, are gonna do something secret... want me to tell you what? OH BOY OH BOY! well no sorry i cant tell you. Thats why its called a secret, children! It's not supposed to be known to too many people or by people you don't trust or not want them to know about! Sorry this isnt an english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna comment on my prelim results. except for the fact that i improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy take and add pictures. but i made a full scrap book of songs with the chords in them. It currently has "SKETCHBOOK" printed on the front. needa do something to get that off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo................... Oh yes, explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i stopped blogging because i stopped :)&lt;br /&gt;Decided to take time off and just do 2 things in that period of time. With a few distractions here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Study&lt;br /&gt;2) Play guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For distractions there were -&lt;br /&gt;Maplestory, which got boring very very fast. (Private server) I'm already over that any hoo.&lt;br /&gt;Actually that would be the only distraction. I.E, CYBER GAMING IS BAD FOR PEOPLE, NOT JUST YOUTHS, BUT EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i kinda wrote an article and it got published in "pen and paper" that school book. (how unlucky) For those who didnt read it, i actually SORT OF concluded that "cyber gaming is not bad for teenagers if they know how to manage their time properly.". That may or may not be true, but right now im gonna say that "CYBER GAMING IS BAD NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY". Its just a complete waste of time, thank you, common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the "2 THINGS" i mentioned earlier, of course, exclude the following :&lt;br /&gt;Hygiene&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;Breathing&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to add that note case some people find a lame way to make fun of this post. Which some people do. And probably still will find a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3742792291885976111?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3742792291885976111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3742792291885976111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-august-28.html' title='Thursday, August 28'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8509029435913030502</id><published>2008-08-07T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:17:37.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, August 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJsDlZSjDbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S-JXIzMuvcM/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJsDlZSjDbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S-JXIzMuvcM/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231779333099687346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alright man, short post&lt;br /&gt;school was uneventful, after school went jackie house and played his no-longer-5-string guitar.&lt;br /&gt;den went to join jasmin and amanda teo and jolene yeo, go coffee bean at century square to study. study long long den go home. today rain super heavy seh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8509029435913030502?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8509029435913030502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8509029435913030502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-august-7.html' title='Thursday, August 7'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJsDlZSjDbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/S-JXIzMuvcM/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2276665894434510714</id><published>2008-08-06T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:46:29.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, August 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJmaLoAdsnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nCg-Ua92fMQ/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJmaLoAdsnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nCg-Ua92fMQ/s320/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231381966676144754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE THE KING OF GLORY &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING ON THE CLOUDS WITH FIRE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;THE WHOLE EARTH &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;F#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAKES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;THE WHOLE EARTH &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAKES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE HIS LOVE AND MERCY &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHING OVER ALL OUR SIN &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;THE PEOPLE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;F#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;THE PEOPLE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;                      &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E/G# &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANNA IN THE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHEST&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E/G# &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       HO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANNA IN THE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EST &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE A GENERATION &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISING UP TO TAKE THEIR PLACE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;WITH SELFLESS &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;F#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;WITH SELFLESS &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;                     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE A NEAR REVIVAL &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STIRRING AS WE PRAY AND SEEK &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;WE'RE ON OUR &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;F#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNEES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;WE'RE ON OUR &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNEES &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAL MY HEART AND MAKE IT &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEAN &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN UP MY EYES TO THE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS UNSEEN &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOW ME HOW TO LOVE LIKE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE LOVED ME&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK MY HEART FOR WHAT BREAKS &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;E &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING I AM FOR YOUR &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m7 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINGDOM'S CAUSE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS I WALK FROM EARTH IN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ETERNI&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TY &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmin woke up late for prayer meeting this morning today... so i just continued reading genesis at the usual spot. Aiyo jasmin, if u gonna wake up late must tell me in advance mah, den i can sleep longer. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today in school.... THANK YOU LOSER LAM! MAY GOD BLESS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, miss lam heard it, but couldnt make it out, so she dismissed the thought.&lt;br /&gt;Lets shout it louder tomorrow. muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, CLB prelims. Slept or was trying to sleep most of the way. Den went to buy bubble tea with moses. (Strawberry milk tea, moses tried it also). Den take 293, followed by 3 back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this may or may not shock you, but im still in school uniform. And as im typing this its 8.41pm on my computer. Well, when i got home i just turned on my comp and picked up guitar #3, and started playing christian songs like hosanna (as above), Hati Hamba, Ku Kan Terbang, Awaken my soul, Hallelujah and sanctuary... which are mainly from city harvest church and hillsongs united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJmc2knkY6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NjnDs94zqVk/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJmc2knkY6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NjnDs94zqVk/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231384903524049826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dunno why they wanted to take pictures with a cone, but they did anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2276665894434510714?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2276665894434510714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2276665894434510714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-august-6.html' title='Wednesday, August 6'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJmaLoAdsnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nCg-Ua92fMQ/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-767167371705968349</id><published>2008-08-05T21:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:49.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, August 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS5A8ozKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RTK3ILFOzS4/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS5A8ozKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RTK3ILFOzS4/s400/DSC00098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022106651184290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasmin take one, den ask me post on blog. so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW PICTURE SIZE TOO BIG, JOLENE YEO'S IDEA! IM GOING BACK TO NORMAL NEXT POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was english prelim! anyway after we all dismissed we(jolene yeo and I) went bus stop, and couldnt decide if we shld wait for jasmin or not (cos cannot get her HP). Den we managed to get her, and we walked back to main gate to meet her, only to discover she was having lunch with jeremy chiu and XY. So jasmin walked with us back to bus stop. waited for 293.... while waiting, grace woo, jovy, jia jun, alfi, kanappan join us at bus stop. all left except for me and jas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah ok this is too long winded. Point form? points in chronological order&lt;br /&gt;-Me, jas , XY walk to A star, supposed to wait for jeremy chiu. budden in the end XY had to go somewhere. so postpone.&lt;br /&gt;-me and jas wandered around the area aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;-took bus to tamp mrt, den take mrt to simei.&lt;br /&gt;-at simei buy KFC, den walk to jolene house and ate. den study.&lt;br /&gt;-jolene finish tuition liao, den we all went eastpoint (aka simei MRT area) and i bought big gulp and they bought bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;-walk back to playground near jolene yeo's house.&lt;br /&gt;-slack there for very long.&lt;br /&gt;-go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS5eGyCUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LefzFJ3eRJU/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS5eGyCUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LefzFJ3eRJU/s400/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022114478360898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasmin on the swing with her swing buddy! (we dont know her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS58CMdPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8hQyfvVi_dY/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS58CMdPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8hQyfvVi_dY/s400/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022122512184562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my big gulp, filled with ice lemon tea and sprite. (added too much ice lemon tea, will try to improve next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS6Xp5dfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X25nrqaePBo/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS6Xp5dfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X25nrqaePBo/s400/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022129926469106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasmin's BAG! i cant put the 2nd word cos it might offend some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS6nX_cUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VaXIoCFUt9Q/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS6nX_cUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VaXIoCFUt9Q/s400/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231022134146330946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cannot say i never study ah... we do chemistry today... jasmin take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXGQcqSOI/AAAAAAAAAII/WDynqTJzhHk/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXGQcqSOI/AAAAAAAAAII/WDynqTJzhHk/s400/DSC00096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231026732196841698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another flower picture by jasmin... why yes my camera phone IS being abused! how nice of you to notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok any how, there were alot more pictures but i lazy put ok? slowly over next few days den i put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reach home, itching to play guitar. so took guitar  #3 and went to the court near to my block. sat down and played for about 1 hr(or more?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhZml7PjFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eWzdGCvAwZY/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhZml7PjFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eWzdGCvAwZY/s400/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231029486741326930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXHbXXxWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aNg1Pd4hgqU/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXIxprwKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CdLbZcc9Naw/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXIxprwKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CdLbZcc9Naw/s400/DSC00164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231026775469572258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhYYXAYelI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fDsoQCCSJ6Q/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhYYXAYelI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fDsoQCCSJ6Q/s400/DSC00165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231028142706555474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXKR9j2OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jWzDoCZ9YsA/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;got bored after playing. so took a few "ARTISTIC" pictures.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXLMSiGmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j0OxmpdJZsA/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhXLMSiGmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j0OxmpdJZsA/s400/DSC00166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231026816979966562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes, my room is a mess. and yes simon, that IS your blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-767167371705968349?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/767167371705968349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/767167371705968349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuesday-august-5.html' title='Tuesday, August 5'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJhS5A8ozKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RTK3ILFOzS4/s72-c/DSC00098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3794686261057590617</id><published>2008-08-04T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:50.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, August 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJbibbtvQNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BoMs22i6Up8/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230616978161352914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJbibbtvQNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BoMs22i6Up8/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was first day of prelims!&lt;br /&gt;Why so enthu? cos i think im gonna do well for SS for once! We shall see we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;I ONLY studied venice and it came out in the SEQ! SO HENG MAN!&lt;br /&gt;Practical was easy i think? i finished with 40 mins to spare, but i din do last question on the physics paper, dunno how to do, turn out is must add a volt meter. i finished and looked at the clock, 12.30... paper finish at 1.10... did i miss something? so i looked around, and there were a bunch of people also done liao, and just stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile shanice and sharmaine thia was mixing some of the chemicals into the boiling tube and mixing them. So yea, u can guess how bored we were, dunno if i really missed anything anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practical we went to AVA room for "Quarantine"... den went to take bus with amanda teo, jasmin [NOT MISS JASMIN NG] and jolene yeo. Den went jolene house with jolene, supposed to study but ended up talking all the way. When left jolene house, realised that no pictures to put on blog, so decided to take pictures of my walking route. Take MRT to pasir ris, den walked home once again, cause today was quite windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230620120677492946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJblSWf-KNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mWH04b7IreA/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The road to jolene's house....still in simei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230620124355559650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJblSkM5AOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HPqaMH--u1g/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230620133186477922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJblTFGWH2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/zFKxNhSn_sQ/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230620138188751954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJblTXu-xFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Kb2qTdRFQR4/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yeh, dats y i like walking home from MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3794686261057590617?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3794686261057590617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3794686261057590617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-august-4.html' title='Monday, August 4'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJbibbtvQNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BoMs22i6Up8/s72-c/DSC00152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3556165634476883036</id><published>2008-08-03T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:51.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, August 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-RXHRvBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/grG3rDgs_K8/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230225378988112914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-RXHRvBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/grG3rDgs_K8/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken from living room, facing balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late to meet xinying, jasmin and kim today =(&lt;br /&gt;Went for combined cell group meeting, den we go and makan at "BEST". Went 7-11 and bought a SUPER BIG GULP filled with F&amp;amp;N grape to share with boon. Den we were talking about how they made the cup seem big when its actually not that much bigger den the big gulp.&lt;br /&gt; Take bus to MRT, den went home by MRT. Sleep on train seh, super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy got off on city hall to go somewhere to celebrate estee aw's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got off MRT at pasir ris, den bought STRAWBERRY MILK TEA, den walked towards downtown east, play abit of daytona, den walk back home. Actually quite nice to walk home from MRT, just need someone to walk WITH me, i took a picture as an example of why its nice even though its quite far, especially when walking tru the park. Refer to first picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-RlrcL9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/LyVLD0pBPSs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230225382897889234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-RlrcL9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/LyVLD0pBPSs/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Across the road from downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-R4ItkpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rZqSQ-2TWiA/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230225387852501650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-R4ItkpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rZqSQ-2TWiA/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SOMEBODY eating in class. Naughty Naughty! Try and guess who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3556165634476883036?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3556165634476883036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3556165634476883036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-august-3.html' title='Sunday, August 3'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJV-RXHRvBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/grG3rDgs_K8/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3758969598421903658</id><published>2008-08-03T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:52.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, August 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJpFQsp6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/2dTTRwfQ4wA/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229956406163842978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJpFQsp6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/2dTTRwfQ4wA/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well logically its "Sunday, August 3" since its past midnight. But just for the sake of "yesterday" being "today", take it as a post on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for band thing, boring... finish liao we eat KFC den walked to leisure park with sanche, alexa, Junchong, Simon. Down there play arcade awhile, den we took a cab to tampines mall to meet gracia and jian ye and ate at pasta mania. The bus 22 people left first, den the remaining ppl went central park while i went to take bus 21 home. Well the bus 21 was SUPER DUPER full, seriously. I was standing on the staircase, and to be honest, it was quite comfortable, cause i was leaning on the railing. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229956390010801922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJoJFgzwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z3JxmvEPUWc/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229956395059015634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJob5Gb9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FgU9sLhd8CE/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229956396555077666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJohdyiCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cCvvxkjL4CM/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;most comfortable place on the bus. (besides on the seats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY was FOP (Festival Of Praise). Which was really very very very very very very good. And just so happens when i was waiting for bus TODAY, i saw someone carrying the handout from the festival of praise, just when i was thinking about it (i didnt go today cause nobody else was going...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958144112346146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSLOPn6RCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fYrlBvy8lQA/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958147053588322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSLOalKD2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sfu9REWEW9w/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taken quite long before FOP started. (taken on friday)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958150212355090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSLOmWRBBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Tkh_RVbGgFo/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958159339090066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSLPIWP8JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xTTO9ntKP6s/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;she told us to squeeze, so yeh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229958168043756162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSLPoxmmoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/avQusDEagMA/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;camwhoring! this is just one of the many pictures dat we took.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows belong to (from left to right) : Me, Alexa, Sanche, Junchong, Simon&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229959162314369778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSMJguMKvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BLLsgHxrlQI/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew this quite long ago... early 2008 i think =D Gdnite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3758969598421903658?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3758969598421903658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3758969598421903658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-august-2.html' title='Saturday, August 2'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SJSJpFQsp6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/2dTTRwfQ4wA/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8743946173856832913</id><published>2008-07-29T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:53.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SI71tpbvm7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/b4D1smUdvAs/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228386381988862898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SI71tpbvm7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/b4D1smUdvAs/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guitar #1, 3 and 2 respectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened on monday.... can't remember, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with all my maths homework today, vectors is really super easy... i cant even see the whiteboard at all cos no glasses, and i still can do it without mistakes. science remedial - chem first, (2.30 to 3.30). Then physics (3.30 to 4.45). Dismiss liao, after walking out the school gate with titus, went seperate ways, den i felt a sudden extremely strong impulse to drink strawberry milk tea, so i walked the other way and bought 1, den walked to tampines interchange. From there take 81 home, whoopee... SOMETHING happens today dat relates to xinying, but she dowanna tell me what. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Studied for about 2 hrs den went for dinner. took some pictures... gonna continue studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228424957486899698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SI8YzCXLIfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/K_0-RlEfWWQ/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just outside my house. quite nice to study here =&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228425491565594786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SI8ZSH9dSKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/naaP9ceh-fM/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moles... yay... lower sec ppl who dunno wat are "moles", next time u will learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8743946173856832913?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8743946173856832913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8743946173856832913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-july-29.html' title='Tuesday, July 29'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SI71tpbvm7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/b4D1smUdvAs/s72-c/DSC00339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6249281753605761770</id><published>2008-07-27T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:54.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, July 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wah lao, long time no blog seh. ok maybe not so long, but feels long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im lazy to blog for Friday and Saturday so im just gonna skip to Sunday. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Got some pictures for friday and saturday though. [Refer to bottom of this post]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, sunday. I set my alarm to go off at 7.45am, but when i woke up [father woke me up]. My father ask me if i cancelled my appointment, and i looked at my handphone, 9a.m. Woo! (i just switched to my new handphone yesterday, so yeh.). The alarm somehow didnt go off, and yes the alarm symbol was still there on my handphone, (meaning its still on and i didnt turn it off subconciously at 7.45am.). Ok so i bathe super fast and did all the stuff normal people do in the morning, was out of the house by 9.15am, my father decided to give me a lift to MRT, heng sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinying found me on MRT, reach tanah merah and den took the train to expo. Went for service, which was really quite good, but expo service NO FEELING, SERIOUSLY, still prefer the jurong west service. anyway after that went bedok to buy drinks, carried the drinks, (quite heavy, about the weight of a SAR-21 with a full cartridge loaded). take bus to marine parade, walk to east coast park. After the outing, we clean up the place den walk back to bus stop, den go eat at KFC. Den all go home :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people i was with earlier are : MISS JASMIN NG, Xinying, gouwei, gouwei's 2 friends, rae, dillian, boon, joshua, isaac, shirley, shireen, daniel ang and lit, valerie, hiquel and stanley. (did i forget anyone? tell me if i did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICCHARSSS [Pictures]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227686668419550434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5U9QxTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OBDPopB8j_s/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227686677565430434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5VfVUWqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/orCAgpqH2Hs/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;whats the end result...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227686677567322322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5VfVxONI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/D2oQNPPW2Bw/s320/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;....A MUFFIN! WOO! -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227686678994658674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5VkqEpXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/r6THRMUI-eY/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camwhoring in Progress - Do Not Disturb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227686678383064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5ViYQdGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cpmZthN-S0A/s320/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Walking to east coast park.... MISS JASMIN NG with her super high pony tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6249281753605761770?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6249281753605761770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6249281753605761770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-july-27.html' title='Sunday, July 27'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SIx5U9QxTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OBDPopB8j_s/s72-c/DSC00375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4349241066571265300</id><published>2008-07-24T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:40:01.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, July 24</title><content type='html'>For yesterday's post, refer to the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha today is thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the people say "but Darren! why wednesday never update blog har?"&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha dats because i only came back at 11pm! MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the above, i tend to add a "Muahahaha" when something doesnt sound evil enough on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, im still using my brother's comp, no suprise there, my comp is still down.&lt;br /&gt;Today first 2 period was PE, which was abruptly cancelled by some indian relief teacher, cause SOMEBODY(or maybe three somebodys') went to toilet to change, and held the entire class back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am selfishly blaming them, but its alright i guess. =D&lt;br /&gt;Today in school we, the people at the back, did a lot of crossword puzzles cause sharmaine thia brought a book packed with crossword puzzles. But anyway, today was.........................(momentary pause) uneventful. School feels quieter without the sec 1s' around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY : Wednesday, July 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so what happened yesterday... lemme recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MISS JASMIN NG was late for prayer meeting in the morning, whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;-It was Jun chong's birthday! whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;Dats all i can remember. But dats just a brief outline/description of my wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After something-like-maths-remedial (dont ask), i walked very fast to catch up with MISS JASMIN NG, simon, sarun and junchong at the bus stop at the school's side gate (made it just in time for bus 22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went simon house, MISS JASMIN NG went home first. Later Ferdinand and Paul Vin join us and we went to eat dinner, (junchong treat). den we went to a park nearby and played card games awhile, den me and sarun went home. Had prayer meeting on the bus, over the phone, conference call, at about 10.35pm, reach home arnd 11pm. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4349241066571265300?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4349241066571265300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4349241066571265300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/thursday-july-24.html' title='Thursday, July 24'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-3127857184155935151</id><published>2008-07-22T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:45:57.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gouwei&apos;s new guitar'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 22</title><content type='html'>HIGHLIGHTS:&lt;br /&gt;-4E won racial harmony day costume comp, mainly thanks to alex, leok min, erwin, xinying and fiona!&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrow is SS test! Fail = copy chapters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is RHD, usually RHD is almost entire school wear ethnic costume, this year, almost nobody wear. I think cos this year got no "see which class got the most people wear ethnic costume competition" thats y nobody bothered to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty boring, EXCEPT for POA and science remedial, i learnt a lot there... science remedial went to the enhanced class, where mrs anna lim was teaching, and shes a very very very good teacher btw. physics was mdm tan, we did physics practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after science remedial, MISS JASMIN NG smsed me askin me if i wanna go and company Gouwei to peninsula to buy electric guitar. so i smsed her back "ok, meet where?"&lt;br /&gt;THEN she never reply, so i called her, and keep calling her about 6 to 8 times, and she never answer. So i went to makan first (i tried calling Gouwei also, but the line was busy, i think he trying to call MISS JASMIN NG also). Makan liao den went MRT, still trying to get her, but still no answer, so met gouwei at city hall. where i tried again, still no answer. I show gouwei my phone battery life level, which was gonna be 0% liao, cos i call her until phone battery low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was just me and gouwei, we walked to peninsula, on the way gouwei said that MISS JASMIN NG probably already fell asleep already, with her phone on silent mode. which i think might be the proper reason as to why she didnt pick up her phone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went davis guitar shop, gouwei saw a guitar dat he liked quite alot, price i dun say la hor, ask him urself. He bought the guitar (came with amp, guitar bag, cable, etc etc.) and i helped him carry the amp halfway to the mrt, den we went our seperate ways cos he had to rush to family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, MISS JASMIN NG PLEASE PICK UP YOUR PHONE NEXT TIME ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHNXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-3127857184155935151?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3127857184155935151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/3127857184155935151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-july-22.html' title='Tuesday, July 22'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8508016240539127519</id><published>2008-07-21T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:55.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, July 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SISW82ITCsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oqRK837fbSg/s1600-h/Image(234).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225467439723252418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SISW82ITCsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oqRK837fbSg/s320/Image(234).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks just like my old dog.. maltese of course, gender and age unknown. previous dog was female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alo alo alo alo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog, since friday to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Originally i wanted to blog every day, but weekend i busy and my comp down (meaning i can only use comp when my brother not using his comp). Weekend go out super early, back usually super late, so yeah. wat to do? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my weekend in point form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;-Met MISS JASMIN NG (meeting time 11am, My arrival time : 10.50am, MISS JASMIN NG's arrival time : 11.40am)&lt;br /&gt;-Went Church (Did not buy bible in the end, very crowded.)&lt;br /&gt;-Went to marina square with MISS JASMIN NG, ate mac and saw fireworks, MISS JASMIN NG was very very happy cause past few weeks she go den never get to see the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;-Ran into bryan ho ZR along with his girlfriend valerie chia XX&lt;br /&gt;-Gouwei eventually arrived, but MISS JASMIN NG tired liao, so we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;-Met MISS JASMIN NG (meeting time 9am, My arrival time : 9am, MISS JASMIN NG's arrival time : 9.05am)&lt;br /&gt;-Met Xinying on train (wearing class tee shirt)&lt;br /&gt;-Went cell group meeting at valerie house&lt;br /&gt;-Go eat bak chor mee, Rae treated us sugar cane, thank u Rae!&lt;br /&gt;-Take MRT, who was in the train? Me, Jasmin, Xinying, Ping de, Karuna, Rae, Daniel Ang, Valerie. (Did i forget anyone? i dun think so)&lt;br /&gt;-All of us playing some games with our hands&lt;br /&gt;-Went downtown east meet shaun ho ZP and bryan ho ZR&lt;br /&gt;-A lot of stuff you wont be interested in (or maybe im just lazy to blog it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, this is my favourite part, cos i really dun like having to recall stuff dat happened yesterday or earlier, dats y i try to blog every day.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ah i woke up at 5.40am, "WHY?" you might ask? cos original plan was to meet in school at 7.10am for a prayer meeting with CHC ppl. i only got an SMS telling me its cancelled at 7.22am, so yes i was already sitting in the canteen when i got the sms, power anot? My phone lah, always receive stuff very late, MISS JASMIN NG got same prob with her phone, (using same phone). So anyway as u might haf guessed, i was VERY VERY TIRED for the ENTIRE DAY until after A maths cause i got 1 hour of sleep there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school go home, really nothing to do at all. My cousins ask me go downtown east for awhile to play some games @ arcade and eat dinner. So went with them, den they went to watch "The Dark Knight" which i didnt want to watch cos it starts at 9pm. by the time finish very late liao. So yeh. go home lor, den decided to blog lor, &lt;strong&gt;jiu shi zhe yang zi ah[BY MISS JASMIN NG].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-8508016240539127519?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8508016240539127519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8508016240539127519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-july-21.html' title='Monday, July 21'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SISW82ITCsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oqRK837fbSg/s72-c/Image(234).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1766835204436651903</id><published>2008-07-18T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:43:18.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, July 18</title><content type='html'>Gonna be a short post today, cos its late and im using my bro's comp (again) since my comp keeps acting up and den crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 reasons why im looking forward to tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Tomorrow got church!&lt;br /&gt;2) Tomorrow buying bible!&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About today arh... after school go jackie house (again) to copy down 1 guitar tab, den went to school canteen for an urgent alumni meeting (yes, jackie's house is SO NEAR). =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought guitar down from band room, den at canteen we sang heart of a servant, sanctuary, guan huai fang shi and some other song dat i cant remember the title. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the way we just sat outside bandroom doing our own thing. when some sections went out for phototaking, we took over their instruments lol. At first percussion, den trombone, den flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after band something AMAZING happened, but at jackie's request, im only gonna share it with cell group people. =)&lt;br /&gt;A blessing from god indeed, jackie u are truely blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that my mother decided to give me a ride home cause she was in the "same area". oh well, instead of slugging off in a bus home, might as well get a free ride home right?&lt;br /&gt;Reach home liao, tried to turn on my comp (cos jackie told me to remove something from yesterday's post, and cos i wanted to blog). and wow, i got exactly the same problem i got last week! zzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures sadly, cos using brother's comp (as mentioned above).&lt;br /&gt;Gdnite and Gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1766835204436651903?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1766835204436651903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1766835204436651903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-july-18.html' title='Friday, July 18'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-1308775729626390994</id><published>2008-07-17T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:55.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, July 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH86bWvp1ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/gZxanvcdjGI/s1600-h/trombones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223958334409397650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH86bWvp1ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/gZxanvcdjGI/s320/trombones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How boring can one day be?&lt;br /&gt;Let me count the ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights in School:&lt;br /&gt;- Lim Chin Huat, our wise and wrinkley chemistry teacher, yelled at xinying today. refer to xinying blog about why la hor... chin huat sucks.&lt;br /&gt;-MISS JASMIN NG lent me her sister's bible, thank you MISS JASMIN NG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school:&lt;br /&gt;Went Jackie house, Shaun Pow was there already. Jackie was fixing up his blog. tried to help him fix one problem with this template, but yeah its a problem with the template itself, how to fix? So jackie decided to just change template. after awhile jackie and shaun left for SPA. i stayed at jackie place, reading peoples blogs and reading the bible. they both came back, and jackie went to take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMOVED FOR THE SAKE OF JACKIE LOH JIA HAO - for those who already read it , try to delete it from ur memories ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end jackie changed his template to some MSN-ish thing. den he still credit it to me, thanks ah. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it for today, like i said - boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-1308775729626390994?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1308775729626390994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/1308775729626390994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/thursday-july-17.html' title='Thursday, July 17'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH86bWvp1ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/gZxanvcdjGI/s72-c/trombones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-5797924539839504026</id><published>2008-07-16T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH4GqQqlz0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/w8rYZK4iFpQ/s1600-h/guitarnamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH4GqQqlz0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/w8rYZK4iFpQ/s320/guitarnamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223619940894232386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alright, uh............ oh ya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEANNA GAN &lt;/span&gt;- i owe u 1 present ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was that mediacorp filming thing of our school, i actually wanted to wake up early to watch, but when my phone alarm ring, i look at the time, reset it to later on, den went back to sleep. too tired liao lol. if it gives a certain sec 4 band member any consolation (no names), i watched the middle part, around when Mrs Cindy Foo (Previously Miss Cindy Lum) was talking.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was also supposed to meet jackie at 7.45 a.m at mac, but i told him nvm dowan go liao, too tired, anyway he was gonna be late too cos he was in the toilet, and he only came out very late, so late that he was late for school. (JACKIE LIVES VERY NEAR SCHOOL, LESS DEN 5 MIN WALK.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont say that school was particularly fun, we didnt make fun of miss lam, cause she threw a comprehension worksheet (which is 2007 prelim paper) and we did it for about 1 hr, den she took back and said continue next time. cos the paper is supposed to be 1 hr 40 min, her period only 1 hr. Oh well, nothing to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school go maths remedial, den on to band. trumpet section was outside, so i went in and sat with my trombone section.  Which, at that moment, wasnt playing very well. after dat all the alumni go outside to talk talk. alexa, gracia, shi yi, pei lin, simon, deanna, xinying, junchong, jackie, sanche, jolene yeo were all there. later MISS JASMIN NG came to join in. anyway after awhile, shi yi ask me go inside teach my section. i went in, and heard the reason why, and its cos they were playing very badly. just imagine the sound of a cow dying. something like that. and they also werent projecting their sound well... which is VERY VERY BAD FOR A TROMBONIST, COS TROMBONE HAS A FORWARD BELL, SUPPOSED TO BE EASIER TO PROJECT. Anyway im gonna pump them on friday. whoops, did i just type that out? Oh well, lazy to reach for the backspace on my keyboard... so far away... Lemme put it this way anyhow - its about time i pumped them, i didnt pump them a single time before i stepped down, so yea, it IS about time. Maybe trombone section currently sux becos of me, i can honestly agree with that. i never teach them properly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left band early with MISS JASMIN NG and went all the way to boon keng on bus. we passed boon's house, and MISS JASMIN NG smsed him that we were at BOON keng, den he called her and told her dat he forgot about the dinner that we planned. lol. anyway we finally got to clarke quay. found isaac, shirley, valerie, daniel ang, valerie's friend there. den we go eat bak kut teh. i didnt eat tho, din feel like eatin bak kut teh, jasmin and shirley also nvr eat, shirley wanted "Ang Moh Food". Den MISS JASMIN NG started to say that shirley was halal, even when it was apparent that she wasnt (cause shirley's christian, duh). anyway after that isaac, D.Ang, valerie went off, leaving valerie friend, me, jasmin and shirley. we send valerie friend to MRT, den we went subway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time eating subway, i know u all probably think im some kinda alien or wat, first time eat subway and im sec 4, i just never bothered to try subway before, and the opportunity never came either. i shared a "Subway Melt" with shirley. TOOK MY FIRST TASTE OF SUBWAY AT EXACTLY 7.39pm! Wow, it was good, nowander y ppl like to eat so much, definitely better than macdonalds... after dat xinying arrived, followed by jackie. all in school uniform seh. den we cam whore and talk talk talk. talk until isaac, val and D.ang arrived, den we went MRT and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie gave jackie one of those colourful spinning thingys, those when got wind blow will spin one. she say cos very irritating, so give him. took the train bound for pasir ris with jackie and MISS JASMIN NG, and jackie ended up giving the spinning thingy to MISS JASMIN NG, cos she was like "can i keep it?". And jackie was like, "dunno leh, ok lor..". something like that lah. MISS JASMIN NG got off at bedok, me and jackie got off at tampines, jackie waited with me for bus 81, which actually arrived very quickly... perfect... when got people company me then it come very fast, when i alone it takes super long. den ride bus 81 all the way home, simple as that, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH4NSokBUBI/AAAAAAAAADA/fnqPlCMPC6Y/s1600-h/tromboneWallpaper1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH4NSokBUBI/AAAAAAAAADA/fnqPlCMPC6Y/s320/tromboneWallpaper1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223627231573659666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made this a few months ago. before impressions 9 obviously... didnt do well on the text colours though, so i didnt touch it anymore. CLICK TO ENLARGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-5797924539839504026?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5797924539839504026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/5797924539839504026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-july-16.html' title='Wednesday, July 16'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SH4GqQqlz0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/w8rYZK4iFpQ/s72-c/guitarnamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7347936798484296638</id><published>2008-07-15T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:56.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring fight in school'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHyGvY6wbUI/AAAAAAAAACg/AzIe6rVSCm0/s1600-h/guitarnamp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHyGvY6wbUI/AAAAAAAAACg/AzIe6rVSCm0/s320/guitarnamp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223197816543800642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quarrel with miss lam competition. moses won today, after that she gave a very long (and pointless if i might add) lecture on respect and blah blah blah. no one was really listening, i doubt anyone was, even mr tay chye huat. after school went jackie house with soon eng. den went back school for band. around that time, i saw 2 sec 1 boys fighting. one was hitting the other guy, and one of them the top shirt button came off.. a teacher was next to them, she asked me to stop the fight. so i walked over (yes i just walked). i dunno why i walked, but i did anyway, den i push them apart and said "eh dun fight already la" in a very very uninterested tone. and then they just stared at each other, huffing and puffing. den i didnt care liao, i walk upstairs to band room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i didnt care?&lt;br /&gt;1) too tired to care about 2 kids fighting.&lt;br /&gt;2) fights between lower sec boys are very common, so it was pretty unentertaining either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i have never been less interested in having seen 2 boys fighting, usually u just wanna see what happens next, but i could tell that that fight had an ending coming already. besides, i didnt know what they were fighting about, i only heard 1 of them say one thing, and that was "LET GO!", this was the boy who lost his shirt button by the way, other one was wearing PE shirt. cant tell who's the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway other den that, today was uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHTS :&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrow is Deanna Gah's birthday, i haven't bought a present! yay!&lt;br /&gt;-Mediacorp coming to film the band and some other CCA's tomorrow morning, 6a.m, its the time itself thats the reason im not going, i would have to wake up at about 4.30am or 5am.&lt;br /&gt;-Lam Mei Lan is still a virgin, 40 years old and only getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else, random picture time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHyLljsY3nI/AAAAAAAAACw/s-2rJrLUPdU/s1600-h/Musical+Toilet+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHyLljsY3nI/AAAAAAAAACw/s-2rJrLUPdU/s320/Musical+Toilet+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203145195773554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emo seh... NOT MY IDEA. urinal picture was my idea though. (yes i am selfishly claiming credit, but only because it was my idea) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7347936798484296638?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7347936798484296638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7347936798484296638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-july-15.html' title='Tuesday, July 15'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHyGvY6wbUI/AAAAAAAAACg/AzIe6rVSCm0/s72-c/guitarnamp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-8464615841100356892</id><published>2008-07-14T19:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:56.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer down for 3 days'/><title type='text'>Monday, July 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHs04wBAhtI/AAAAAAAAACI/dXjDPojS_Cc/s1600-h/guitar_yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHs04wBAhtI/AAAAAAAAACI/dXjDPojS_Cc/s320/guitar_yellow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222826342432671442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2 good reasons why i haven't posted for 2 or 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Computer down ( i fixed it myself! whoopee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Saturday and Sunday leave very early in the morning, back very late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gonna be posting for the past 3 days, starting from last saturday to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY, JULY 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woke up early to meet MISS JASMIN NG at eunos at 10 a.m. (i woke up at 8.30 a.m)&lt;br /&gt;met Xinying on MRT train, go CHC and study. i study chemistry, jasmin study E maths, xinying study physics or chemistry i think... rae and gouwei were there already, bible study. at first it was very quiet, very nice to study, but later on it got noisier and noisier until no mood to study. after dat go service, sat with valerie, when the band was playing at the front valerie told me "eh must jump along with them" and i gave sort of a nod. budden in the end i didnt jump... no feeling lah... and very tired also lol. anyway thanks for sharing bible with me arh valerie, i will get my own SOON. after dat i cant remember what happen, except for cam-whoring A LOT at esplanade. den went ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, JULY 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sunday sunday sunday, woke up earlier den satuday (7.30 a.m) and went eunos MRT, arrived at around 9.00a.m which was SUPPOSED to be the meeting time, but MISS JASMIN NG was late by  half  an hour (of course she smsed me to tell me dat she would be late). so after dat i ate, den we take mrt at around 9.30a.m. half way tru the journey MISS JASMIN NG called xinying and found out that xinying had taken the mrt in the wrong direction somewhere along the way, cant exactly remember wat happened. lucky didnt take all the way to pasir ris though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran into a couple of the W459 people at the bus stop near the MRT. went together to valerie's house. had an awesome cell group meeting, not so awesome prayer meeting, cos i cannot seem to elaborate on the points given, even though isaac told me to elaborate. (sorry ah isaac.) isaac left early for the service at 12.30, which he was already late for. (he left at 12.45pm). den we left val's place to makan, went to tiong bahru and ate at the food court there. I ate bak chor mee, with chilli, and it was SO SPICY SIA! i faster chiong and buy soya bean milk after i done eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some people left, only left me, xinying, MISS JASMIN NG, and boon. we went burger king to study. but most of us didnt really study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MISS JASMIN NG kept saying "wah dun feel like studying la" and was taking pictures of boon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Xinying was studying, good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boon was studying a lil bit, other den dat he was day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went mrt and jackie called me, ask me go simon house for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinying and ah boon went another way. only me and MISS JASMIN NG left.&lt;br /&gt;by coincidence we were on the same train as stanley. so we got him to walk all the way from the front of the train to the back to join us. but we ended up keeping him company until pasir ris, den went back to bedok. took bus with MISS JASMIN NG to simon house, at his house practice practice practice, (probably one of the most fruitful practices so far, but i couldnt stop thinking of school on the next day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat went home with jackie in bus 21. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY, MONDAY, JULY 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today school was just like a make fun of lam mei lan competition. one dat shanice won cause she actually took the effort to quarrel with her for us, thanks ah shanice. after school go cut hair @ woodlands. u all must be thinking wat kinda siao person is this go all the way to woodlands just to cut hair. just fyi la. i got chauffer (mother) fetch me there. the person at woodlands cut very nice one, but this time she cut i dunno school approved anot, i pray that it is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, and i gave my computer one last try, and got it working! woohoo! not the first time i managed to fix my comp, but this time it was really rewarding cos it was down for entire weekend. so... got it working, came straight here to update blog. halfway updating my brother jio me go downtown east to makan and play daytona... i said yes... on the way walking back ah....... i lost my freaking spectacles..... oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.................... went back and parents scold me abit. but not alot la. they know i din lose them on purpose. thank god i have an understanding mother and father. at least now i have an extremely good reason to get contact lenses. whoopee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM PICTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHtoXGS70zI/AAAAAAAAACY/_3rPlZhosQs/s1600-h/35662045_50dee43d6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHtoXGS70zI/AAAAAAAAACY/_3rPlZhosQs/s320/35662045_50dee43d6b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222882938902532914" 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/6411369585568474058-8464615841100356892?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8464615841100356892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/8464615841100356892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-july-14.html' title='Monday, July 14'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHs04wBAhtI/AAAAAAAAACI/dXjDPojS_Cc/s72-c/guitar_yellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-2618305405323849486</id><published>2008-07-11T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:57.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, July 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHeDmzHpalI/AAAAAAAAAB4/t1LjqomwBl0/s1600-h/Musical+Urinal+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221786995539929682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHeDmzHpalI/AAAAAAAAAB4/t1LjqomwBl0/s320/Musical+Urinal+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sanche+jackie+me+junchong. simon was somewhere on the right.&lt;br /&gt;SIMON : NEXT TIME WE TAKE IN OLD BLOCK TOILET SO U CAN JOIN IN OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi oi oi oi oi!&lt;br /&gt;School? NO COMMENTS&lt;br /&gt;cept for mr tay chye huat saying my hair getting long, and that i needa cut the fingernail of my right index finger and thumb (which i didnt cut cause i use those nails to strum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school rodney, james, junkai and I helped mdm tan li nah to carry this super more-heavy-than-it-looks olden day sowing machine, which is really dam heavy, all the way from 1st floor D&amp;amp;T void deck to 3rd floor library. Healthy for the spine man. anyway after that went for band, no sec 4s were there yet so i called jackie, who, as expected, went home to take his 5 STRING GUITAR and take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of sec 4s arrived liao, and we were playing songs in the band room, when we realised we chased our sec 3 juniors out cos they discussing grad night, and cant be in the same room discussing.... oops. So we gladly switched places with them (next time must chase us out ok?).&lt;br /&gt;And we played christian songs outside. Kept singing "Power of Your Love" (song 149 in school song book). Simon taught me "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz. Thanks Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den blah blah blah blah. band end, blah blah blah, went jackie's house and watch a few videos on a vulgar version of spongebob squarepants on youtube, dat was really dam vulgar, more vulgar den ferdinand.after dat went to makan @ mac. den walk to bus stop to take 293. on the way to bus stop saw the student council grad night going on, and saw Jingying and Daena. talk to them until i missed a 293, but nvm anyway.. not like its the last 293. den take 293 go home lor.&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792347737950674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHeIeVnGCdI/AAAAAAAAACA/sdOpUNtTIk4/s320/Image(108).jpg" border="0" /&gt;random picture from quite long ago, black psp is mine, white psp is my brother's "ex-psp" (now PSP slim liao) Small orange guy is mine, big one is his. (obviously...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-2618305405323849486?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2618305405323849486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/2618305405323849486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-july-11.html' title='Friday, July 11'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHeDmzHpalI/AAAAAAAAAB4/t1LjqomwBl0/s72-c/Musical+Urinal+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-7871840989558926744</id><published>2008-07-10T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:34:37.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, July 10</title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today was uneventful and boring in school. yay. Jackie had to see primary school dentist so i didnt get the guitar tabs i was supposed to get from him dat he was SUPPOSED TO PRINT FOR ME. i went primary school for a short while. just to gape at the extremely cheap prices (compared to our school's food prices) and to check out the notice board for the primary school's choir, which was empty for an unknown reason. whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no picture today cause im not using my comp, using my brother's, my comp got some problem, the monitor is just black. could be graphics card or video cable problem... whoopee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to SANCHE : dun expect me to have mastered "memory" by friday, jackie never print for me the tabs, AND my comp is down, so cant even view the tabs from computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow, buh-bye&lt;br /&gt;٩(●•)۶ ٩͡[๏̯͡•̃]۶ ٩๏̯͡๏)۶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-7871840989558926744?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7871840989558926744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/7871840989558926744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title='Thursday, July 10'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6775792672963305473</id><published>2008-07-09T20:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday , July 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHSvXk8j_aI/AAAAAAAAABY/5gaFVXjwvzw/s1600-h/guitar_green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHSvXk8j_aI/AAAAAAAAABY/5gaFVXjwvzw/s320/guitar_green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220990687618792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶  ٩͡[๏̯͡•̃]۶  ٩๏̯͡๏)۶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fail my SS SEQ test! WOOHOO!!! (Punishment is copy the entire chapter on the rise of Venice)&lt;br /&gt;I also failed my maths remedial test paper! WOOT! (was kinda lazy to complete it. so ended up with 35/80 ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the above, today was pretty ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Started off with homeroom, where chye huat announced that we were the top class for the class competition, leading with 415 pts. whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;Den chemistry, went to chem lab for practical, i accidentally burnt afiq with a mixture of "solution P" and concentrated sulphur dioxide. was really an accident, i already took the test tube away from the flame and the mixture just suddenly sort of bubbled up and spurted out, and it was freakin hot, afiq suay suay kena 1 drop of it on his cheek. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den blah blah blah, finish school, went band room play guitar awhile, cos my fingers were seriously itching for a guitar to play. den went for maths remedial. (late by 15 mins)&lt;br /&gt;As above, i failed the test cause i was lazy, den went back band room at 4.15pm. Most of the way we sitting outside playing guitar, Deanna, MISS JASMIN NG, sanche, simon, paul vin, jolene was there. i tried playing a couple of songs on jackie's 5 string guitar. (for those who dont know, simon broke one of jackie's guitar strings. ) playing on a 5 string guitar feels weird tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at certain intervals played electric guitar for tongue tied. (which is boring, i really wanna switch with simon so i can play acoustic.) Deanna Gah tried playing electric bass, and actually sounded quite good playing it, but the proportion of the bass guitar and deanna was like, too different, small girl, big guitar. Just leave it to sanche the pole lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go mac to makan with sanche, jackie, MISS JASMIN NG, paul vin, simon, JC.  bought for MISS JASMIN NG  6 pc mcnuggets cos she say she hungry and no money, den we still drag her to mac. paul vin bought for her a choco sundae, simon and his girlfriend junchong were quarrelling cos junchong go buy for simon strawberry instead of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simon: oei u buy strawberry for me for what you ******** you think i girl ah *******?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;junchong: sorry lah, you never tell me what flavour you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok dats not entirely accurate, just roughly, anyway MISS JASMIN NG was laughing all the way when simon scolding JC. wah i type a lot sia. ok la anyway other den that not much, just went home, all the Bus 22-ers took bus 22 home, [only left me cos i pasir ris :(  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHS0U1j_2HI/AAAAAAAAABo/ls567tDa-24/s1600-h/anastasia_n_derek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHS0U1j_2HI/AAAAAAAAABo/ls567tDa-24/s320/anastasia_n_derek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220996138097694834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DEREK AND ANASTASIA happy anniversary ah! [i think?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share this comic with u guys, it may be lame, it may be funny, depending on how u look at it, but it will always be cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CLICK TO ENLARGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHS3qSgrVVI/AAAAAAAAABw/KqGoUuiQ3oc/s1600-h/drew_mraglick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHS3qSgrVVI/AAAAAAAAABw/KqGoUuiQ3oc/s320/drew_mraglick.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220999805180532050" 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/6411369585568474058-6775792672963305473?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6775792672963305473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6775792672963305473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-july-9.html' title='Wednesday , July 9'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHSvXk8j_aI/AAAAAAAAABY/5gaFVXjwvzw/s72-c/guitar_green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-6644890724404666363</id><published>2008-07-08T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:57.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science remedial'/><title type='text'>Ok on 3 ah!    1!    click!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHM6o2cc92I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7oFIqNeujvA/s1600-h/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHM6o2cc92I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7oFIqNeujvA/s320/DSC01519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220580866536568674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bryan + shaun + me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright man, i learn a lot at school today. especially science remedial, cause my usual teachers werent there, mrs anna lim(chemistry) and chan mali chan(physics) teach dam good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;titus and I were saying that chan mali chan's  eyebrows are always in "angry mode" and its pretty true,  its almost like she's born with a frown on her face, angry woman  sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chan mali chan delay the remedial from 4.30 allllllllllll the way to 5.10pm. but at least she taught stuff that mattered and actually helps us unlike some other teacher.&lt;br /&gt;im not saying any names - *cough* chin huat *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day after recess...&lt;br /&gt;me and jackie went for one of our pointless walks again, guess he wanted to get a glance of miss C (again, no names) while walking past her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the hall for an extremely boring talk of "Anger management". I managed to sleep for awhile. whoopee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea, during english lesson (first lesson of the day) miss Lam was talking about argumentative essays, and we, the people at the back, were saying we should do an argumentative essay on why we hate miss Lam. Sharmaine thia boldly said that she could write more than 1000 words on that. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, nothing else to blog. still havent gotten my handphone usb cable ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADDITION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was thinking of someone when i thought of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes shine like the light off of a flowing river,&lt;br /&gt;Her hair flowed like the wind on a mid summers day, (since in singapore its always summer)&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this,&lt;br /&gt;Her personality was the most appealling,&lt;br /&gt;Her smile is a grand reward,&lt;br /&gt;Her tears a bitter punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now, i wrote it. no seriously, i wrote it. The human mind is truely amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-6644890724404666363?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6644890724404666363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/6644890724404666363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-on-3-ah-1-click.html' title='Ok on 3 ah!    1!    click!'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHM6o2cc92I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7oFIqNeujvA/s72-c/DSC01519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-4194421027731773111</id><published>2008-07-07T19:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:44:58.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='official first post'/><title type='text'>New Template (wootz)</title><content type='html'>alright new template, took about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt; hunting for one.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but all my pictures are gonna be from other people until i get my handphones' USB cable. i lost mine :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of pictures, one's from xinying (thanks xinying) and the rest is from mrs elaine thorpe (thanks E.T):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENTING PICTURES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIOCB6N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s3mE4YU_kdI/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIOCB6N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s3mE4YU_kdI/s320/DSC01419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220250346110972194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and bryan with my oreo milkshake and his chocolate milkshake (yes bryan is a guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPb1hp8bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oxzQgKhBv0U/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPb1hp8bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oxzQgKhBv0U/s320/DSC01448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220251888974950834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foggy , but not the foggiest that i have seen in genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPcJ3aZ0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/woTx_0z-fUE/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPcJ3aZ0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/woTx_0z-fUE/s320/DSC01470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220251894434916162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel sofa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPclR6bCI/AAAAAAAAABA/Qx9qfQfyoEI/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPclR6bCI/AAAAAAAAABA/Qx9qfQfyoEI/s320/DSC01515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220251901793823778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPcV3uCCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/K7WuokIEDj4/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIPcV3uCCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/K7WuokIEDj4/s320/DSC01514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220251897657428002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the cousins doing retarded poses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIP330aXzI/AAAAAAAAABI/2kib64RmJww/s1600-h/DSC09498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIP330aXzI/AAAAAAAAABI/2kib64RmJww/s320/DSC09498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220252370626830130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hykel (SORRY i dunno how to spell your name) thanks to xinying for picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-4194421027731773111?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4194421027731773111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/4194421027731773111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-template-wootz.html' title='New Template (wootz)'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHIOCB6N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s3mE4YU_kdI/s72-c/DSC01419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6411369585568474058.post-872418498709882837</id><published>2008-07-07T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:39:55.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth day'/><title type='text'>YOUTH DAY</title><content type='html'>o'rite its the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th of july 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(i.e youth day / Grace Woo's B'day)&lt;br /&gt;had nothing to do at home so i made a blog. im gonna be looking for a new template now so bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6411369585568474058-872418498709882837?l=seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/872418498709882837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6411369585568474058/posts/default/872418498709882837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasonedfingertips.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-day.html' title='YOUTH DAY'/><author><name>Darren Neo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08612016014179527497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VqKN0fCuhyo/SHINHD1mM2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OyYfNuAlJWU/S220/dual_trombones.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
