<?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-27323870</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:51:54.112+08:00</updated><category term='My virgin shot'/><category term='18th birthday'/><category term='MOTIVATION with DRIVE and DETERMINATION'/><category term='Basic Training Camp'/><category term='SP Rovers'/><title type='text'>Atrophilis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3778136587482559725</id><published>2010-08-01T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:13:11.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's almost a year since I update my blog. I got a sudden urge to update my blog. No idea why but just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been slacking for the past 1 year. I need to search for my drive and determination to do things. I'm not exactly lacking of them but rather I lost them, I just need to find them back. It'll not be an easy task. It's been good the past year because I get to understand people that have problems with determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been like the old Aaron Koh for the past year. Kind of got used to it but I'm starting to realize that it's not a very healthy way of doing things. I need to get back on my feet to warm up for the rest of my NS days. I will be getting extremely busy once I'm out of this hellish place. NS isn't really hellish but I just don't like the place where there are lots of screw up people. There are a lot of first times in my army camp in a very negative sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to keep myself occupied with things that are worth my time and things that I love. Goodbye lazy! Hello proactive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;During my NS days, my life slowed down but people around me zoom-ed past me. I question myself, is it right to slow down for this 2 years? Is it okay? Initially I thought it was alright. I finally got to slow down in this 2 years. But in recent weeks, I've been talked to and I thought that it's not myself to slow down. I need to warm up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got scolded for slowing down. Why? Must I be so proactive all the time. I got no obligation for anything. But I'm told to be proactive. I don't know. I slowed down like finally! But I can't do that? I really don't understand some things. Is it because of people's expectations? Or is it because it's not good to slow down at all? People are weird. No rather, there are so many things to consider. We need to consider how would this guy or girl think? If I said she is pretty, would she like me? Or would she think that I just have a glib tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always two sides to everything. Life is difficult. How should I be in order to make everything easier? Do I just convince myself that hey! Everything's going to be fine don't worry. Just because humans can self psycho themselves? I'm still at it. Thinking of so many possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3778136587482559725?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3778136587482559725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3778136587482559725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3778136587482559725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3778136587482559725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-almost-year-since-i-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-9129760749104375525</id><published>2009-09-10T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:28:05.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. My blog is dead since I enlisted. I just had my Passing Out Ceremony (POC) on Monday. Time flies since I enlisted. I made a bunch of good buddies in the 7week BMT. I dare say we are the most bonded and best Section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this time I shed sweat and tears. Sweat in camp, tears at home. There are just things that I can't run away from. Apparently on all book outs I always spend one whole day with my girlfriend, while the other I try to make up by staying home. Sometimes I don't go home on one of the book out days, staying over with my girlfriend. That left my family unhappy with me. I don't understand. Especially when my brother let out his burst of anger on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He being my brother had received education didn't understand me. I agree that I should be home on book out days, I shouldn't stay over. Maybe it's my fault for staying over. But by the time I book out it's either it's late afternoon or past evening. The fact that we just got together, we would want to be together when there's a chance. I would definitely want to see her straight after my book out. So at times I'd stay over at her place or stay out late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why can't I stay over at her place. Not trying to say I want to or must. I mean my family should help me save money too? Stay over don't have to cab home. Screw the stay over. Apparently on past quarrels or talks with my family is that they wouldn't like the idea of me staying over with her. Why? Because we just started our relationship. This is bullshit. Maybe because I'm young. Screw the young thing. I'm still a small kid in my family's eyes. I'm tired of the proving thing. What do I need to do to prove? When I start working lor. Screw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand what's wrong with all this. Not as if I don't stay home at all. I do try to make an effort to spend time with my family. I really don't understand. I don't like the idea that I'm stuck in this teenager treatment. Whenever I'm out I'm playing. Ya can't I play? Then what should I do? Stay at home and rot? Must I also be doing something that benefits my future? Let's stop thinking things so far ahead sometimes and look at what's before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't understand. Hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-9129760749104375525?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/9129760749104375525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=9129760749104375525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9129760749104375525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9129760749104375525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3452138111032660912</id><published>2009-07-23T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:40:25.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay. Enlisting in two days time. Time for botak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3452138111032660912?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3452138111032660912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3452138111032660912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3452138111032660912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3452138111032660912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4656810596021875893</id><published>2009-07-05T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:07:48.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is all about choices. It's all about living life to the fullest. All the choices you make will change how your live is going to be like. Even a small decision of talking nicely or badly to someone will change your life inevitably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't underestimate the power of such a small decision. Just because you make a small decision like that, means you're more likely to commit it again and again. The more you talk nicely to people, the better your character will be. Everything is about being nice to people. Be nice to people, capture a good character in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad character will get you nowhere. However high you climb, you will fall eventually. It is all about humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Treat others like how you want others to treat you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4656810596021875893?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4656810596021875893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4656810596021875893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4656810596021875893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4656810596021875893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-all-about-choices.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2887676528677018640</id><published>2009-06-28T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:26:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I disappointed her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after talking to her, clearing the air. I shall not look back and regret anymore. I want to look forward to be a better person. I think the most important thing is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TO BE PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live a happy life everyday. Just pure simplicity day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to disappoint people especially people that I care for. Time and time again people keep telling me my same old problem since years ago but I never listened. Today, I sat down and listened with my heart. It IS a wake up call for me. I must not disappoint people. Because if I do, I disappoint myself too. I have high expectations of myself. I don't want people to suffer because of me. I want to see smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles are the most incredible things in the world. Smiles can be earned by making people happy. Smiles MAKE people happy. Smiles make the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunshine after rain&lt;/span&gt; was the phrase used by her. I don't know how much she trust me. But I know she wants to trust me. Today I breached her trust, I don't like it. I mustn't do it again, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength. You are one of the best things in this world. You are just simply nice. You are so amazing to see the world in your view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to prove to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2887676528677018640?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2887676528677018640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2887676528677018640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2887676528677018640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2887676528677018640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-disappointed-her-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1310754981205811053</id><published>2009-06-21T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:32:21.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is very unpredictable. Look at the failures and successes we had in the past. Now look at what we are now, how much we have grown as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...food for thought. Does all this matter? Man passes on one day. We come to the surface of the Earth to make things better or to make things worse? Look at how the world is in a chaos now. Why are there people to make things worse? Why are there people to make things better? Who are all this people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep digging, whacking, hurting Earth for all the wrong reasons. Simply just for our comfort. Lights, gas, petrol, oil. Instead of growing so many pigs, chickens, cows, why not kill some humans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are the most stupid animal on Earth. The more power they try to gather, the more control they need. It only takes a special someone to tame the beast in the cage trying to break free. Humans want to keep learning which makes them the most selfish animal on Earth. They are willing to sacrifice others for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't bad dying anyway. You won't have to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Live a simple life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1310754981205811053?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1310754981205811053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1310754981205811053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1310754981205811053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1310754981205811053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-very-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2985726340948233675</id><published>2009-05-08T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:58:46.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My family met up to celebrate my belated birthday with a sumptuous dinner on Wednesday night. I was rather upset by the fact that we only meet up for special occasions. This is not a family to be. We're more like friends than family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue actually set me thinking after such a long time. Now I just want to spend more time with my family members. I can feel tears engulfing my eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time I do something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2985726340948233675?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2985726340948233675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2985726340948233675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2985726340948233675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2985726340948233675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-family-met-up-to-celebrate-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2146339973829131652</id><published>2009-02-24T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:38:46.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time I wrote something here. Since the last time I wrote an entry until now, there are a few ups and downs in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna elaborate much, just...hope my setbacks can be solved as quickly as possible. Too many things happen all in one shot. I hope I can overcome all obstacles with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2146339973829131652?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2146339973829131652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2146339973829131652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2146339973829131652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2146339973829131652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-blog-been-long-time-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1268788967455176438</id><published>2009-01-14T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:28:00.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized how blinded was I. That was the biggest mistake ever. How stupid of me. I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm incompetent. I'm just a scapegoat. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1268788967455176438?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1268788967455176438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1268788967455176438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1268788967455176438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1268788967455176438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-realized-how-blinded-was-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2326871394350996506</id><published>2009-01-06T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:39:43.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanna talk to bud now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can never live my life without my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough. Why take it so hard on ourselves? Because society makes it so. The world is so competitive now. If you don't excel, you'll never stand out. If you don't stand out, you'll be stuck in the rat race. I don't want to be in the rat race. I want to be out of it and create a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start thinking, I am special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote from Forrest Gump.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you gonna get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2326871394350996506?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2326871394350996506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2326871394350996506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2326871394350996506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2326871394350996506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-wanna-talk-to-bud-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7523039250388237802</id><published>2008-12-22T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:36:16.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do it, but..I have to do it. It's just because I just have to do it. Can I don't grow up please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't anyone understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own. It's lonely up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Tired little boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7523039250388237802?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7523039250388237802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7523039250388237802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7523039250388237802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7523039250388237802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-blog-i-dont-want-to-do-it-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4641575064405983609</id><published>2008-12-09T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:13.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just turned to be a finisher of 42.195km over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My virgin Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I am proud to be one of the many whom received the finisher tee at the end of the race just on Sunday, 7 Dec 2008. Those that haven't completed their marathon may think it's near impossible to do it, they think we, the finishers, are a bunch of crazy people, not literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting my friend, Toh Wee, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Even to take the first step to participate is a great feat already."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly agree. Three of us, Toh Wee, Yoshika and I completed our first marathon. Though we all started off together at the starting line but we finished it separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running a marathon is like living our own life. Before the start, we gather our friends to join the great feat, to conquer the-what's-thought as the near impossible together. To ensure companionship in the race. Different people coming together trying to achieve the same goal together. In the race or life, we look at ourselves starting out together shoulder-to-shoulder. We enjoyed each others company. We felt great to be together trying to achieve the near impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, every good thing has to come to an end, friends separate. Taking our own pace. Racing off the rest of the goals within our own limits, leaving friends behind. But it's not wrong to leave friends behind. Because we all have different pace in our race, race in the marathon or race in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be going to Polytechnic but you may be going Junior College, different pacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at the end of the great feat, we all meet up together. Proud of our achievement. Congratulate ourselves. Celebrate the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separately? Never mind, we're back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the same as our life cycle. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasure the moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4641575064405983609?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4641575064405983609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4641575064405983609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4641575064405983609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4641575064405983609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-turned-to-be-finisher-of-42.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-216548234338952973</id><published>2008-12-02T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:53:19.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the sense of satisfaction in the air now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, over the weekends I had this adventure race. Post-Education Secondary Institution Adventure Challenge, INTURAC 2008. It is organized by MOE. SP Rover sent two teams. Each team had a distinguishably attribute. Team one (my team!) is the Senior's team whereas team two is the Junior's team. Honestly, I'm was quite worried about team two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the race, I am truly proud of them. The race is nothing to us! After being awarded the Champion of the Inter-Institution category of the race, we can really say the race is nothing to us. Yes Champions for the team one! What's more wow is that team two is runner-up! SP Rovers totally bewowed everyone in the race. We practically won what we could to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only bad thing for me was that I fell very ill after race. In the train while I was heading home, I vomited. Lucky for me I pulled out my ziploc bag in time to store my vomit. Everyone was staring at me in the train. I couldn't be bothered with those stares, typical Singaporeans. Soon after, I stood up and went to a corner with nobody to keep the pungent smell away from the masses. A lady came up to me after awhile and offered me a packet of tissue paper. For a moment, I felt like she was the most beautify lady I have ever met. Almost instantly, I came to my senses and shyed away throughout the rest of my journey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching home, I output another set of puke into my house toilet bowl. I was glad to be at home, at least I am at home. For the rest of the day, I stay home to recuperate. I think I got food posioning, but the weird thing is that no one else in SP Rovers fell as ill as me. I wonder why. I felt like I wasn't going to make it for my exam paper for the next day. Try having fever, diarrhea and vomitting altogether. I couldn't even sit out properly for the whole day, I had to bend over a little to feel little comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the worst is over. The next morning I woke up early to study for my exam paper in just mere hours. I thought I was done for. I even thought of taking MC in case I really can't even make my way down to the exam hall. But I stood strong and went ahead to take my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emerged strong and mighty feeling like I have won a battle. I had won both my body illness and the exam paper. I am quite certain I will score well for my first paper despite the time constraint I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? It's the same for the today's paper, Tuesday! I score 72 for my paper today. It's an online paper. I'm proud of myself once again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-216548234338952973?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/216548234338952973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=216548234338952973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/216548234338952973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/216548234338952973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/12/weeee-i-can-smell-sense-of-satisfaction.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-543981512036273111</id><published>2008-11-26T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:11:44.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do we really understand what is tired? I think I'm gonna fall ill soon. Because of? Fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really tiring to be me now. I think now is the time I can improve on my job delegation skills. I've got too many things to do. Too little time to finish. I'm neglecting my studies for my club activities. Am I really gonna do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so many things I need to worry about. I think I just need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my cotton bud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-543981512036273111?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/543981512036273111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=543981512036273111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/543981512036273111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/543981512036273111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-we-really-understand-what-is-tired-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3143743093178933811</id><published>2008-11-20T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:24:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long time since I cleaned you up. Anyways, been really busy this few period. Exams are coming, lab test are round the corner, busy with rover's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me Rover's come first. Right here right now, Rover's come first. I know family and studies should come first but I'm kind of stuck here and there. I did a bad job during the first half of my presidency. Now I want to pay back double of what I missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do a good job, run a good show, leave a legacy behind. I want to make history, not just for my name. I want to make history, to prove that I am able to do it. I want to show myself and show others that I am good. Yes yes...man's ego but it's because of this man's ego that keeps me going. It's my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell people that we need to keep a positive mindset in order to achieve more. I always tell people that we need to keep thinking that we are good! Because we ARE good! Only a positive and optimistic mindset can give a person the drive and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many psychologist you see, you won't be cured until the words comes out from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many consultants you see, you won't feel good until the words comes out from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are the most important person in your whole entire life. Because it is YOUR life. Live with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3143743093178933811?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3143743093178933811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3143743093178933811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3143743093178933811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3143743093178933811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3750754030191463295</id><published>2008-10-06T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:39:03.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As time passes by each second, I think deeper in thoughts. I think of what I have done in the past, what route I took to be who I am now, more importantly what should I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; to achieve in my future goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself that I will not regret what I chose to do, the fact is I choose not to regret.&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself that life is full of interesting events, the fact is I choose to believe so.&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself that I have to put trust in others, the fact is I choose to trust others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is not how you feel towards something, but how you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to feel towards that something. What you choose to feel towards that something will change your mindset and change yourself. That is how we change, people change, others change, things change. It is because of people that has a strong mind we see things changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is constant. We all need to learn how to adapt to the fast-changing society now in order to survive. That's just only surviving. In order to achieve greater heights we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to have a strong mind, openness, creativity. We need to be responsible for our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate level of character one can achieve is simply be responsible. Once you are responsible for your life, family, friends, you can pounce on almost anything and be what you want to be. That is what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3750754030191463295?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3750754030191463295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3750754030191463295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3750754030191463295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3750754030191463295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-time-passes-by-each-second-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4019218786581223207</id><published>2008-09-11T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:15:02.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I sit here on my desk with my laptop in front of me. I starting thinking real hard like what I should be doing other than sitting here doing almost nothing. I once told someone that I feel like one day I will stand out amongst the crowd doing something great. But look at me now, does it look like I am capable of such achievement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder why are there much arrogant people out there unwilling to share their greatness with their peers. Isn't it a pity to look at how such people live? They live with no friends or rather I wonder how their friends endure such atrocious behavior. I wonder if it's pure mutual love between them or is it just pure pity that their friends have for such people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always question myself. Where do I stand. How much respect do people have for me. Or even better, am I even worth to be respected? We always hear people saying come on put more trust in yourself. But the question is, are we even doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need reassurance. It's always good to be reassured. Even when we know that we are doing a good job, it is always better to hear it coming out from the mouth of others. We all want nothing but the truth, for only hatred will grow within lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be truthful to others and more importantly, in ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honesty is the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4019218786581223207?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4019218786581223207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4019218786581223207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4019218786581223207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4019218786581223207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-i-sit-here-on-my-desk-with-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7199006931520152573</id><published>2008-09-06T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:35:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 - 5 September was a great way to end all my workload previously. It was Leaders of Tomorrow's Camp, LTC 2008. Yes it's a leadership camp but it's all fun and enjoyable, more importantly it was at Pulau Sibu where you free yourself of any worries on mainland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So day one came and I met another Aaron. We had to put a sticker on our shirts with our names on it. So I differentiate mine and he's with a smiley face on mine which eventually I was nicknamed, Smiley. Coming back to the point. he is friendly and..I was sociable and almost instantaneously we just clicked in mere seconds.  So at some point of time we had to load up the bags onto space for holding bags, we helped out everyone to load the bags up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching at the jetty my tribe, Tribe 2, board the boat and off we head towards Pulau Sibu. For a moment on the boat I looked at everyone and told myself, "they are the ones that I will make friends with during this 4 days 3 nights." There was this silence on the boat which I decided to break it. So I started telling jokes and people followed after me. Here came Pulau Sibu and off the boat we started our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered and brainstormed for cheers for our tribe name, Ooga. We created stupid yet new cheers which we didn't use them much throughout the camp. After which we checked into our bunks and went off to our first activity, snorkeling. First we had to walk this uber long trek like for 10-15mins? We literally walked across the island just for our snorkeling. It was my first time snorkeling and I had to say that I really get to feel how to relax myself by just floating on the water (was wearing life jacket) and just see what I have around me. Had corals, fishes, sea urchins, Nemo, Dory haha, You name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner after snorkeling and played a very interesting game. The name of the game is, Find the tree. Apparently it sounds super stupid to just find a tree. But here's the catch, all the team must be in contact physically and blind folded. So the objective of the game was to reach from our starting tree to our ending tree which was about 100m in distance. I came up with an idea and the rest just followed, they all just trusted me to do my job in locating the waypoints I had in mind. I bashed through plants, knocked into trees and kicked upon certain things that hurt my legs but in the end we all reached the endpoint. With that I had my second nickname, Tarzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two arrived and we had our second activity, sand castle building. I started digging for crabs on the beach but ended up digging a gigantic hole that fits 3 people in. While digging we chanced upon two crabs which bit Amron, how unlucky. We had 3 people in our "sand village" of which includes me, Jean and Amron. We had sand up until our necks and we are the live buildings of the village, the guardians of the village. *By the way that was just pure bullshit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up we have cliff abseiling. It was nothing new to me but I've got to say that the sightseeing that we had was amazing. The different rock formations, sea water creatures, crabs, the sea, the horizon. Everything was great. Had our firm butt joke when Amron was telling Jean that he thinks that she needs an S size harness but she thought he talked about her ass. We also had a funny joke on the rock and cliff thing. If we have loose rocks dropping from above we have to shout rock! But what if we shout cliff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cliff abseiling we had a short survival training. During this session I was bewowed by the trainer. There was just this specfic fact that he told us that amazed me. He said that we could cook rice with just our shirts and a fire. How do you do it? Wrap your shirt with the rice and then bury it under the sand and build the fire above. Although the rice wouldn't be fantastically cooked but at least we will get to eat something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time came and we had to build a water tower with very limited resources. My tribe built the highest tower that could stand but didn't win because it could hold little water. The tribe that won had could hold a water bottle full of water in it. Oh well, we had our fair share of fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes day three which everyone really enjoyed themselves. We all went to Stingray Island for our survival simulation. We were given riddles to solve before we could find our resources hidden on the island. There was four of us that went round the island looking for the resources and came back with everything. We even had two live chickens to slaughter. This is truly a livestock. When we all came back everything was great, each and everyone of us had a task to do. We all split our workload to work towards a common goal, to build our shelter, cook, catch fish. It was really great to see everyone working together and achieve great results. There was a time during this activity that I felt so tired that I don't want to do anything but I had to push myself with a little help from Amron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night all the tribes had to put up a performance. We created a totally random performance which we had lots of ideas coming from everyone. We even had Yong Hui to impersonate Uncle David. Eventually we won the prize of having the best performance for the night. That night we stayed up and gathered in the girl's bunk and chit chat away. Started off telling ghost stories. Ended up introducing ourselves like what kind of hobbies, philosophy in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was the last day, time passed as quickly as ever. It was time that we bid goodbye but those were friends that we made in just mere 4 days. We all had a great time at the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys if you're reading this, I wanna say that I really enjoyed myself at the camp. It wouldn't be fantastic if not for everyone. Thanks everyone for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every ending is just the start of a new beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7199006931520152573?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7199006931520152573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7199006931520152573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7199006931520152573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7199006931520152573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-5-september-was-great-way-to-end-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6711210403521768520</id><published>2008-09-01T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:31:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow early in the morning I'll be off for a camp known as LTC, Leaders of Tomorrow Camp. Basically it's a camp for appointment holders in clubs to attend. I hope I'll learn something out of this camp. For now I don't really see something that I can learn from but hopefully it doesn't turn out like how I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally not excited for this camp. I just finished drowning myself in working for a big project ran by Scouts HQ. I just want a day off whereby I do whatever I want to do. It seems like this day will only come on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway recently I picked up a book titled "Powerful leadership". I believe my bro bought it and have read finished. So I read this book now to further enhance myself to be a better leader. There are total 7 essential needs to change/have in order for my leadership to be powerful. As of my position right now I can really relate to the book better than anything else. I am excited to put this 7 essential needs into practice and see how it goes. I want to excel. I want to make a difference. It's either I make it or break it. Therefore I want to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I had my LTC briefing and there are two speakers for the day. One the SP principal and a very familiar face to every one, Steven Chia, news reporter for channels news asia Prime time morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of them gave a very heart-warming speech to me. Because I can really relate to what they are saying. I can truly understand what they are saying. One lesson I learn today, to be a great leader first it must come from within the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that after reading the book I become more focused on what I want to achieve as the President of SP Rover. I want to make damn sure that I am doing the right and good thing. I want to fully ultilize my people and maximise their potiential. I want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; to make a difference together with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what management is all about. The excitement of what comes tomorrow. The excitement of what you want to make of tomorrow. The excitement of what can make your people excited for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Either we make it or break it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6711210403521768520?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6711210403521768520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6711210403521768520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6711210403521768520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6711210403521768520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/09/tomorrow-early-in-morning-ill-be-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4531568478811561395</id><published>2008-08-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:21:24.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a well spent day! Though it's a busy busy day for me but it had been fruitful. I am glad to be able to accomplish so many things in just one day. In the morning I had to rush everywhere I went and was starting to get tired at noon time since I had just 6hours of sleep (luckily it rained last night that I had a good sleep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically today I've been seeing scouts and scouts and more scouts! I'm starting to find this scouting community as interesting as ever! As we all are Scouts which we have a common interest and there's just this special something that makes us all make friends better. I've made numerous friends today and I'm proud to be a Scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know guys. If any of you start feeling that you are wasting your Saturday on some useless club activity or what sought similar, you should really start sitting down and think through what you have gained all this times rather then sulk at the bad times. Congratulate yourselves on what you have done well and give yourselves a pat on the back and say keep it up on those that you haven't done well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember nobody's perfect, we're all learning. Oh and I'd like to share that I somehow realize Scouting actually promotes life-long learning to ever individual =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little goal that I'm looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stand tall and walk out of the crowd graciously with no command at all, everyone saluting at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheers to me and my Army Half Marathon later =)&lt;br /&gt;Cya peeps.&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4531568478811561395?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4531568478811561395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4531568478811561395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4531568478811561395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4531568478811561395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8160171026123165510</id><published>2008-08-12T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:51:13.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clear dust on blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm choosing the right choice now.&lt;br /&gt;Only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me regret =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8160171026123165510?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8160171026123165510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8160171026123165510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8160171026123165510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8160171026123165510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/08/clear-dust-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4850553423706599062</id><published>2008-07-18T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:47:33.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised something that I should have realised long time ago. It definitely saddens me entirely. Suddenly I feel like I've been sucked into a black hole and I'm still stuck there. After realising this fact I totally sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think why we condemn other people. Does that make any better of us? Why do all spike others? Just because they don't do what you say or worse do things that you don't like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we all be big hearted, be kind and magnanimous? Why spike others when you can smile and say "At least I know that makes them happy". Shouldn't we all stay happy all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is why I want to be a teacher to others. To teach others of what I have learned in my lifelong experience. I want to show and perform to my best abilities of anything I do. I am proud of being a Scout because there is this particular Scout's law that taught me many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th Scout's law, A Scout has courage in all difficulties. Because of this law I never doubt my own abilities. I know what I can do and what I cannot do. It gives me the courage and motivation when I'm at my lowest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy was talking to me on MSN the other day. We haven't be in contact for ages. So she was sharing what was happening in her life. She asked me a question that was something like this, "When was the last time you were sad? How did you manage to break out of painful moments?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, "I just told myself that I am strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you really believe in yourself" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing is right or wrong, there's only good or bad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4850553423706599062?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4850553423706599062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4850553423706599062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4850553423706599062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4850553423706599062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-realised-something-that-i-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-459420897688894307</id><published>2008-07-11T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:29:27.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many a times we kept saying that "life sucks". During times like this we all usually fail to understand the situation as a whole. This is totally normal for us all to be like this because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'we don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.'&lt;/span&gt; This quote has been on my MSN nickname for a while now. I don't intend to remove it until I manage to fully understand and utilize the quote's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote is a simple yet powerful one. It helps build one's attitude and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that young people nowadays, including my generation don't really appreciate quotes. Or rather don't know how to appreciate quotes. There is nothing wrong with that actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally love quotes to the max. Especially those short and sweet messages will hit me hard. Those simple yet powerful quotes are good ones. Because with short quotes I can remember better and follow better. Sometimes this is how I build my attitude and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-459420897688894307?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/459420897688894307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=459420897688894307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/459420897688894307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/459420897688894307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/07/many-times-we-kept-saying-that-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2466115171384234673</id><published>2008-06-24T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:46:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world. Been sometime I clean up the dust on this blog. Anyway I can only describe how I feel in one sentence. I'm all the way down at rock bottom =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick now and facing lots of stress that I might have created it on my own. It's tough to be me now. All I need now is a listening ear. Who would lend me that listening ear? How can anyone understand how I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the strongest can be the weakest. I guess I'm just deprived =/&lt;br /&gt;Save myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2466115171384234673?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2466115171384234673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2466115171384234673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2466115171384234673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2466115171384234673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4380811567555258823</id><published>2008-06-02T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:17:00.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday after the meeting which was very emotional for me I went off with my bro to North View Primary School to helped out with building a campfire pit. My bro only told me he was going there only after meeting. I knew it'd clear my thoughts there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went there to do what I like to do. To set up a campfire pit while teaching some sec2s on how to build a campfire pit on what was essential. I enjoyed myself all the way from building a campfire pit to the ending of the campfire. I enjoyed every moment. I'm very thankful for the cheerios that saw that I'm troubled and asked me about it. Especially Carolyn, I sincerely appreciate how nice she was. She saw that I seem troubled, was typing a letter. Knowing that she is busy with the program she still took the time to sit down and offered a listening ear. I might have disgust some people on the fact that I'd like to be alone for awhile and tell those people that I'll be ok don't worry but she really showed that she care. Thanks Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the point that I felt like I had little or no friends, Carolyn tried to pull me together. I know that I have friends but it's just that I don't know how or who to approach. Who would listen to my complains? Who would listen to my woes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it all was my fault. But do I deserve this? Maybe I do deserve this. But it feels like nobody is standing with me. I feel like an outcast or something. We all talk about the friendship and work thing, the line between. If you ask me, I'd say it wasn't me that crossed the line. Maybe I did but not as much as the rest did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to Avanna now on msn. She just reminds me of what I still remember after a couple of years. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you think that life is not interesting then it won't be, but if you think that life is interesting then it's interesting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4380811567555258823?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4380811567555258823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4380811567555258823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4380811567555258823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4380811567555258823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-after-meeting-which-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7308611711423065360</id><published>2008-05-30T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:48:19.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May is a really really busy month for many people. For me taking up the President post of SP Rovers is still an obstacle I've yet to conquer. It's been a busy busy month for SP Rovers as there were so many programs running throughout May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember a guy name Yan Long. He is a cheerio and when he was working at CCI for a short period last year, he came up with a name for May, Mayhem. Well May is indeed Mayhem for many people. At SP Rovers, CCI, the company that I'm attached to, students (exams, projects) and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how busy one is, always remember to show sincerity in everything we do. Sometimes because when we're so wind up in our fast-paced life, we forget about the people around us. Show them that you care, that is what friendship is all about. Whatever decisions or choices we make in life, just make sure that you don't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase your dreams! Dream big! But never forget to thank the ones that walked the path with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having so much thoughts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7308611711423065360?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7308611711423065360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7308611711423065360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7308611711423065360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7308611711423065360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-is-really-really-busy-month-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5091946962909613777</id><published>2008-05-06T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:09:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess everyone probably understands that reality is usually described as the hard fact of life. But have anyone wondered that why is it a hard fact? Why is it that reality is so tough to get by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all because of the evil in this world. But without evil there won't be self worth. Because you don't have to cherish life. There isn't anything for you to look forward to. Life will be meaningless. We won't even have the greatest invention of all, the light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I move on, let's look at why I said all those. Take heaven for example. In Christianity,  Heaven is a place of eternal happiness. Let's all imagine eternal happiness. There is simply nothing to be worried about. There is simply no pain. There is simply no sorrow. Just eternal happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine yourself living in such a place. Isn't it wonderful? But let me tell you, there won't be any self worth. There won't be anything for you to cherish. Because it's a place of promised eternal happiness. No dying, no pain. no sorrows, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is a place without evil. Imagine from the start there isn't evil, we probably won't even understand what is happiness. So now let me tell you, screw world peace. Because logically we should thank the existence of evil. If not for evil, we won't know what is happiness. If not for evil, we won't know how to achieve happiness. If not for evil, we won't cherish life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me tell you the main topic of this post, thank the ones that bring you unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people that make you cry or hurt you remember to thank them. Because these are the people that make you stronger. These are the people that make you understand what is self worth. Also these people allows you to achieve happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things that make you weak, makes you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5091946962909613777?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5091946962909613777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5091946962909613777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5091946962909613777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5091946962909613777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guess-everyone-probably-understands.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1650941307302165268</id><published>2008-04-30T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:58:35.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally formed the question that I've been pondering for sometime now. Is it okay for everyone to see your true face all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it okay to show what you are all the time? Or should you just act sometimes? Act that you're strong but the fact is you're weak inside. Is it okay to lie? Is it okay if I don't wear the mask? If I show my face how would people look at me as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that I should life live to the fullest. That's why I always tell people that my birthday means nothing much to me. If birthday should mean so much to me, I shouldn't be so selfish to just dedicate only this day to be special to me. I should treat everyday like as if it's my birthday. That's why I smile everyday! That's why everyday is a good day! That's why my life is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just this girl that taught me this. She probably don't know. When I was in my darkest moment, she told me that if you think that life is boring then it is boring. But if you think that life is interesting then it is interesting! Till now those words I can still remember. I thank her for telling me this. She brighten up my life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you tell others some things that you probably won't remember telling them. But sometimes to them those words can last forever. That is when you have touched their lives. Now I really thank everyone that I've met in my entire lifetime for crossing or walking on path in life. No matter how significant you are to me, I'm sure everyone have made a difference in my life even the slightest bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1650941307302165268?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1650941307302165268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1650941307302165268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1650941307302165268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1650941307302165268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-finally-formed-question-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7242884446307175267</id><published>2008-04-20T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:59:16.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I had a short heart to heart talk to a dear friend of mine. I figured that she is lost in life at least what I conclude. While I share with her on what I want to achieve in life. I told her of many things. Especially on things that I've learned. I talk of my big dream. The dream of educating youths. Then I thought again, I can't even help the ones around me. How can I achieve my dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is just one of those nights whereby my mind is full of thoughts. Can anyone understand me? Haha. I can't even place all this thoughts into words. Just forget it. I don't even know what I'm thinking now blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes you are so motivated to do something it scares you somehow? Life is full of ups and downs. Right now I'm managing my downs yet I am somewhat up. I can't be down. I need to be strong. Sometimes I see people around me that can't bring themselves up to be strong. They could only helplessly continue to stay weak. It always never fails to question myself, how do I self motivate and stay strong? I guess it's the determination that has never fail me. At least I know what I need to get done will be done. It's tough being me now. But I'm tougher than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7242884446307175267?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7242884446307175267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7242884446307175267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7242884446307175267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7242884446307175267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-night-i-had-short-heart-to-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1337110554740365405</id><published>2008-04-14T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:17:34.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yo people. Guess what. I'm in my attachment office now writing an entry how cool is that. Today is my first day and it's !#%^##$%&amp;amp; boring. I wanna kill somebody AHHHHHHHHHHHH I've been doing NOTHING since I came here. I thought I could do something even if it's something that I dislike doing. JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1337110554740365405?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1337110554740365405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1337110554740365405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1337110554740365405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1337110554740365405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/04/yo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5243281360926997276</id><published>2008-04-07T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:18:01.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of us in SP Rovers Ex Co feels that we're forced to be this. I agree totally. What if we do not take up this position? SP Rovers can just fall apart and never to be seen again. Being forced is one thing, being belonged is another thing. I think those that feels that they're forced feels the sense of belonging but just doesn't want to be in a leadership role. Yet they got no choice because if SP Rovers falls apart there will be nothing for them to feel belonged anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of their big heart that they want to bring forth this sense of belonging to the next generation. To let the next generation feel what they feel about this great family that we always talk about. At the same time make this family bigger so that they won't disappoint the older generations. In order the save this, they are forced to take up a leadership role and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I want to say, even if you're forced to do this you can achieve many things as well. Let's not look at the bad, let's look at what is good for us. Now we are the ones that make things happen. Now we are the ones that create opportunity for the next generation to carry this culture on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help everyone of you to realize what you can achieve out of this. You can hone your skills. You can learn many things. You can make a lot more friends. You can build your network here. But most importantly, the memories of your time spent here. The fun times you had. Don't you want to relive it again? This not just goes to my Ex Co members. It goes all out to everyone in SP Rovers. No matter old or young it's still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream now is to see what it is like in the past. The time when it was 9 years back. The time when I had lots of fun. The time when I see many different people from all walks of life come together to do the same thing and to make things happen. Every organization, every group, every legion have their peaks and falls. Now I see that it is at it's lowest point, but I want to bring this curve that is drawing downwards upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5243281360926997276?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5243281360926997276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5243281360926997276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5243281360926997276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5243281360926997276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-of-us-in-sp-rovers-ex-co-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-9092445424675502686</id><published>2008-04-05T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T01:22:01.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Give a man to fish, he lives for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Teach a man to fish, he lives for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest challenge is to challenge oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to change others, first is to see the change in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tonight I'm very well annoyed by other people. Above are a few quotes that I always see that it is true. First quote very well explains that you shouldn't feed others with answers but teach others how to achieve the answer. Same goes for life. No point feeding your friends with comfort and reassurance. Teach them the hard facts of life. Teach them the hard facts of reality. Teach them how to fall. Teach them how to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second quote is how I use it to perceive things. To challenge oneself is the most difficult challenge one will ever come across. Imagine a professional boxer was to fight another person and this other person is a duplicate of him. How is he suppose to win himself? He very well knows his own weaknesses and strengths. His opponent knows them to. Therefore the toughest fight is to fight oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always look at the third quote once again whenever I come across some preaching session. I always question myself am I even someone worthy to preach to this particular person? How can I help to change this person? Then I start to see things in different angles. Of course things ain't just this simple. The quote says  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change others&lt;/span&gt; and this "others" can mean anything. A person, a house, an organization, a handphone, etc. To start the change in this "others", the change starts in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was so annoyed by so many things. Now I feel better saying out all this. I hope I let anyone, anyone at all to learn what I have learnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-9092445424675502686?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/9092445424675502686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=9092445424675502686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9092445424675502686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9092445424675502686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/04/give-man-to-fish-he-lives-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2872602769656529591</id><published>2008-03-27T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:45:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog blog. Nowadays there's so many things on hand for me to do. At least something for me to look forward to haha. I'm looking forward to accomplish so many things! I guess I'm still young and adventurous yeap. Anyway I got my Genting trip with two of my other friends this coming tuesday to thursday! 1st april to 3rd april so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm proud to announce that I've recently taken up the Chairman position in SP Rovers, a club in SP. Once again it's an opportunity for me to practice my leadership skills, at the same time my management skills. Well looking at my situation, I've got attachment for like one whole semester. And I'm going to run a club. I really really need to manage my time well. A good time to practice that! I also sound out that I still want to stay and work at Mt. Faber. Wooh meaning that I'll be so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to achieve many things this year. For my club, I don't have anything concrete yet my thoughts are still running up high. For my physical, I think many should know that I aim high for my physical life this year. For my social, I hope I can fit my social life into my life well. For my family, I think there'll be some results =). Most importantly my studies, I'm still positive that I can achieve my 3 gpa and above standard =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now, with so many things on hand tell me how not to be busy? So if you want to date me out you'll need some luck in catching me out yea! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2872602769656529591?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2872602769656529591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2872602769656529591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2872602769656529591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2872602769656529591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-9104731463660859611</id><published>2008-03-19T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:09:53.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sum 41 - Some say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some say we're never meant to grow up&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they never knew enough&lt;br /&gt;I know the pressures won't go away&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out the difference somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to even have faith&lt;br /&gt;Don't think things will ever change&lt;br /&gt;You must be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before you make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to realize&lt;br /&gt;I can do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;And if I fall I'll take it all&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me 'cause now's the time to try&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait, the chance will pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Time's up to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;You can't say it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everything we knew&lt;br /&gt;Turned out were never even true&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust, things will never change&lt;br /&gt;You must be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before you make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to realize&lt;br /&gt;I can do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;And if I fall I'll take it all&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say we're better off without&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what life is all about&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they'll never realize the way&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it's different everyday&lt;br /&gt;In some ways it never fades away&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's never gonna change&lt;br /&gt;I must be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before you make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to realize&lt;br /&gt;I can do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;Think before you make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to realize&lt;br /&gt;I can do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;And if I fall I'll take it all&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy after all&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy after all &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-9104731463660859611?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/9104731463660859611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=9104731463660859611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9104731463660859611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/9104731463660859611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/sum-41-some-say-some-say-were-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8804932413304324741</id><published>2008-03-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:51:20.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't see a point in convincing anymore. Now I only feel so stupid for being so blind. Haha. This episode in my life has ended. Thank you for letting me see so many things and learn many things. I would only thank people for teaching me lessons. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8804932413304324741?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8804932413304324741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8804932413304324741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8804932413304324741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8804932413304324741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-see-point-in-convincing-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2452313298456741245</id><published>2008-03-18T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:55:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not only about you. It's about everyone. How you treat others is how others will treat you. I don't want to hurt anyone but you just resemble my buddy too much. She used to be like you. So princessy, so perfectionist, so reliant of others, so easily affected. But I'm glad she's not like this anymore. We don't talk that much already but at least I know she can survive better in the real world now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated you like how I treated my buddy. I forced her to her limits. I wonder if she hated me for doing that but what I know is that I was just being truthful. Sorry but the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I questioned myself. Why do I hate you so much now? Now I know. It's because I love you too much. Everything you did was so significant to me. Every little small detail mattered to me. Everything that happened affected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally realised that I love you, you weren't even ready for me to hear that. You played down my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. I hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2452313298456741245?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2452313298456741245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2452313298456741245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2452313298456741245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2452313298456741245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-not-only-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5013377155474422096</id><published>2008-03-17T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:35:10.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Major Event 2008 Campfire : A night in the village. It's finally over. We all finally see the results of this campfire. I'd say it is a success! I have and we all have heard of many people's comments. And all of them are positive comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yinjie said: It'll (the pictures) be up at rover's multiply soon! I had a wonderful time yesterday... Anyway, you guys did a great job last night! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP Principal said: Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peirce Scouts said: You guys really did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should really celebrate for the success of our hard work. You know it's like tasting the fruit of our work. The seed was sowed by Andy. And each and everyone of us watered it every now and then to make this fruit taste fantastic. It's the taste of success people. Despite of some that pulled down the morale of everyone, we still did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be done couldn't it? Just a little effort from everyone and things happen. Thank you everyone for being so trustworthy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the pictures of the campfire will be up on rover's multiply soon! Just wait for Raven to post it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5013377155474422096?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5013377155474422096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5013377155474422096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5013377155474422096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5013377155474422096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/major-event-2008-campfire-night-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5634552428722403902</id><published>2008-03-12T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:36:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in the state of I-don't-understand-everything. Everything just came booming past me. But I only know two things. To mission accomplish SP Rovers Major Event 2008 and also the the words from you to me that you thought it hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It already sometime ago started to show me that we're different. Maybe I just can't stand it. Maybe you're too much for me. But still you won't listen to anyone then there is nothing at all to say to you. Maybe words from me cannot be trusted? Or rather I wasn't given even any chance to show that my words are trustworthy. Haha..Now all I can do is just smile and walk away since whatever I say is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't understand what's all the yelling all about. Complaining? Or..what? I seriously don't understand. Or maybe it's just words from me to you. Maybe I shouldn't tell you all those? Maybe if someone else told you those that I told you of  and you wouldn't react like that? I'm just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I to approach you? How can things go back to before? We see each other but we don't talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5634552428722403902?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5634552428722403902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5634552428722403902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5634552428722403902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5634552428722403902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-in-state-of-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2566845265820655298</id><published>2008-03-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:41:45.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember someone sometime ago told me that life is all about choices. I feel that life is about living to the fullest. To live to the fullest is to be able to achieve your objectives and at the same time do what you feel like doing the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course one must live up to their own conscience. Ensure that you feel that you are doing the right thing is important. So that you know you tried your best even if you made a mistake. Make sure that you can answer to yourself. That is the most important thing a person must do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2566845265820655298?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2566845265820655298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2566845265820655298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2566845265820655298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2566845265820655298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-remember-someone-sometime-ago-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3309994268893519036</id><published>2008-02-27T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:07:31.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a silly story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This couple are just real silly individuals. They are named John and Christine. They are not together, yet they like each other. John has a good friend name Paul. Both of them knows each other inside out and it so happens that he is Christine's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Paul started to see that John has starting to develop feelings for his sister. Just happens one day Paul encouraged John to go for Christine. John was hesitant at first but Paul  just told him to go for it and John said he will see to it, just let time tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of this random days when the two buddies were chilling out at the bar. He bet John, "Eh you pussy ah? Call my sister la!" John said, "Don't want la. I just don't know how it'll go.." Paul replied, "Actually in a relationship you just have to follow your heart, I can't tell you what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that night, John's mind was confused. Those words were ringing again..and again in his head. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh you pussy ah? Call my sister la!"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't want la. I just don't know how it'll go.."&lt;br /&gt;"Actually in a relationship you just have to follow your heart I can't tell you what to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so he double clicked on Christine's name and begin to type. The conversation went long and well. John mustered his courage and ask Christine on a date. Christine agreed and off they went on a date at the theaters. John felt awkward to date Christine out as someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he may&lt;/span&gt; like. It's not the first time that they have watched movies or even go out together but John just feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Christine doesn't know of anything like this but she smells a rat. John skipped work to spend more time with Christine just because he likes being with her. And Christine skipped her training because John wants to spend more time with her. Knowing that Christine agreed on hanging out later then discussed John was super ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flew past quickly. The time they spend together just seems so right yet short. Towards the end of the day, they both grabbed a booze each and headed off to somewhere quiet to chat. Just when they get to their quiet place to sit down and booze off, a sudden growth of awkwardness found it's way to the both of them. Curiosity, tension, awkwardness, they all just came booming in, all in one shot. The passing of time was totally opposite from the entire day, time just pass by...so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine was overwhelmed and finally questioned John of many things. Christine asked John, "What are you thinking of?" John replied, "Many many things." She questioned, "Am I in your thoughts?" He thought and said, "Maybe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John simply asked her the same questions that she posted for him. Christine answered those questions like how John did. The atmosphere was filled up with so much tension. But the both of them just didn't budge with the tension that arose so quickly yet steadily. They started talking about matters of the heart. There was just too many things to say. He told her that he likes her. But her words seems to him like she was trying to push him away. Trying to convince him so many things why he shouldn't like her. But John was just so sure that Christine feels the same way to him like he do to her. "I like being with you", she said. John just felt so reassured but confused because she was just contradicting herself for the entire conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night just seem so long and tough to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they both went home but still talking on the way. Even when they are at home, they still conversed. John had so many questions but he just can't form them into sentences, until the time when they were conversing on their cellphone. Although he asked all the questions he could make out of the night, he was still confused. And then at 4am in the middle of night they hang up and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John woke up and went off to work. During work hours he just can't concentrate on what he is doing and just can't smile. Although he wasn't exactly sad, he was just too confused to even feel of a certain emotion. John felt like talking to Christine but there was nothing much to talk to her about. So basically he just send her a text message regarding something stupid and not important. "Hey guess what? Your cookies that you bought for the movies yesterday are still in my bag."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they started talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work John decided to go to his colleague's place to stay over and chill out. He told his story to his colleague and felt much better after pouring everything out of his head. John felt very thankful to have a good listener for the night. His colleague told him to take a day off the next day. He too doesn't want to see John in a moody state especially at work. John just say he will consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when dawn arrived John headed home to have a good night sleep. After he woke up, his supervisor texted him and told him to not come and take a day's break. So John listened to his supervisor but felt lonely through the day. Christine was all over John's mind. There is just nothing but her. Soon after Christine texted John asking him whether did he told one of our friends about the two of them. John said that he never say anything but the friend just guessed that something was going on between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine was all distracted right after the friend asked her about things between me and her. John felt that they need to talk soon. So did Christine. So they met up a couple of hours later and sat down together to talk things out. Even when Christine said so many things trying to convince John why he shouldn't like her, John just couldn't understand certain things. Finally to John all that mattered was whether or not Christine likes him. So he questioned her. She answered in a reassuring yet unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only thing that mattered for John. Later in the night John met up with Paul to chill out. He told Paul everything of what happened and all Paul could only say was to let time tell. For the whole night John just sigh at the sight of a text message that read, "sigh. i miss you la." at 12.45:13am on 23rd February 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two buddies stayed over in school. They both had problems in their love life at that point of time. So they both helped each other to think of something to do just to spice up their love life. John just felt he should do something for Christine to convince her that he really likes her. So John wrote a card truly on what he felt and what he should tell her. Half anticipating Christine to go all love smitten when she sees the card. John was also worried she might not be at home when he knocks her door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two buddies bid farewell and went off to achieve greater heights in love. While worrying Christine would not be at home, she called him at the right time. He gathered his information and was glad that she will be in when he knocks her door. John was filled with excitement to see her reading the card and anticipating how will she reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He phoned her to see him outside of her house. John waited for quite some time before she appeared. He passed her the card but she told him she will read when she gets home later. In the meanwhile he accompanied her for lunch and ran some errands for her granny. Since the time she said she would read it when she get back her home, he was already disappointed and moody. He just wanted to she how would she react when she reads those words that spoke of his heart. Though he knows words like "how great you look when you smile...I've memorized your face and the way you look at me.." was just pure sweet talking but words like "..I can't remember the last time I felt so strongly about someone.." was just exactly how he felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John offered to get the drinks while she have her meal. Unknowingly she read them while he got them drinks. He didn't expect her to have read the card therefore was still moody. John asked her to read it and she said she have read. At that moment John was waiting for her to say something or react in a way that he have been anticipating. But there was just no reciprocal. Not even the slightest sign of being touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then John asked, "Don't you have anything to say?" Christine said, "I just don't know how to react." To him, she seems like she's not convinced and have gotten same things from other guys in the past wooing her but cheated her in the end. He just didn't know how to convince her on how true his heart is. How truthful he is with his words. Or maybe he was still confused too. But she was just special to him. And to him the word special is a very strong word to use. No one is special unless this special someone showed him how special they are. How important and significant this someone can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked her out and she agreed. Knowing that he is all disappointed he still wants to spend time with her maybe trying to convince her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time they didn't enjoy each other's company. Time past by so slowly, John just felt like everything was slow motion. She made him feel like he is invisible. She made him feel like she didn't want to hang out with him. She made him feel like everything else was more important than he is. He was disheartened. Hours later he couldn't take it anymore. He started questioning her. He started telling how he felt today. He just wants her to open up her heart and speak to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. Only finally she opened up her heart and spoke with her heart. She told him of many things. Why she isn't ready. Why he shouldn't like her. Why she was acting like that the whole day. He could only nod and suffered in silence. But he was happy that she is honest with him. He is just someone that doesn't like being kept in the dark. He likes the truth to be out and open. He likes honest people. Also he likes people to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She invited him to her house for dinner. He felt like it was crazy and weird. But he went in the end. It wasn't that bad. In fact he felt quite homely there. He have never felt like this before. It was his first time feeling so warmth on the inside. He saw that her family ties were so strong. He haven't experience anything like this before. He was born in a family that doesn't have strong bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was happy yet sad. Seeing such a bonded family just makes him jealous in a way. They went off somewhere to sit down and chat. Now John starts to think more. Family, friends and her. He couldn't understand why he just had to be so struck by his emotions at that time. But all he knew was he could cry. He have never teared in front of a girl but that doesn't matter. It's just. His feelings are not that strong to make him cry. Soon after he held Christine in his arms and time just seemed to stop there. All he knew was just to cry.  Only after the tears dried up he told her what he was thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them kissed through the night. But after they went home they just felt they both did wrong. It was just wrong. After that night they didn't see each other for a day. They met for supper on the second day after that night. Christine went over to John's area to have supper. They enjoyed each other's company and they like it that way. Having each other in a happy mood just seem so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after supper, Christine send John home and John said he will flag a cab for her to go home. But she don't want to go home. She said she wants to stay out alone in the middle of the night. John insist that she should go home. While Christine insist that John should go home and don't worry about her. But John is a very protective person. He wouldn't let any girl stay out alone in the middle of the night especially when he knows it. Even if it's a guy that would be doing that, he would consider real hard. After some time Christine finally agreed unwillingly that John can join her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole time Christine was looking away trying so hard not to feel John's existence. While for John he was hoping that she would talk to him. John knew whatever that he say will not be of any use or have any effect on her. She is just going to give him a smile, that's all. John saw her crying alone. He wanted to go over and embrace her but he knew she wouldn't want that. It just hurts him so much to just be there and can't do anything. Finally John thought he should do something. He risked leaving her alone and went to 7-11 to grab Christine's favourite chocolate bar just to coax her and make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was already anticipating that she would leave the place and run away. True enough she wasn't there when he went back. He have already thought if which way she would go to. So he headed towards that direction and he found her. She was running away from him. John just chased. John didn't know if she knows that he is tailing her. But John didn't care he just want to make sure she is okay. Finally John lost her. He was panicking and trying to find her. Running around to see if she's anywhere in sight. For the whole time Christine's cellphone was on low battery so she turned it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also thought she might be back at the place before. Ridiculous he thought. He just believe that if he continue with the search he will find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some facts, John labels himself as an atheist. Meaning he doesn't believe in any god. He just believes in himself. He believes that only he can bring about his own future. But Christine just happens to be directly opposite. She believes in God. She have faith in God. God is her first priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So John told himself, "Just let me believe God for once." While John told himself that he just need to put in more effort and he can find her. But there was just this something that just kept telling him to head back home. He was fighting with that intuition until some time later he just decided to head home. While walking home he texted Christine to call him. Only seconds after the text message was sent, Christine called. John just simply stared at his cellphone thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"could it be so coincidental?"&lt;/span&gt; He answered the call. She is back at the place before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John ran all the way back and found her. For that moment John chose to believe in God. Everything that happened was just too coincidental. He told Christine his encounter with God. Christine could only smile and say God is just such a wonder. Only finally Christine got pissed at John for not going home to sleep, knowing that he needs sleep. She packed her things and he asked where is she going. Pissed her said she is going home in an angry manner. John flagged a cab for her and heard her telling the cab driver her house address, he simply smiled. Christine didn't bid him goodbye or even look at him the entire time. John didn't really care because all he know was that she needs to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine texted John reprimanding him. Saying that he deprived her of her time alone. John apologised but expected her to say her apologise too. Only two days after, she apologised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John knows that she cares. He can feel it. But Christine just chooses to act like she doesn't. She is probably the toughest girl he ever wooed. But to him it is worth doing for such a special girl. He hopes that he can completely win her heart over. She is just special to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3309994268893519036?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3309994268893519036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3309994268893519036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3309994268893519036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3309994268893519036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-silly-story-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7409127764105613677</id><published>2008-02-26T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:22:17.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone that means something to me did something so silly and foolish that I became one too. She wanted to spend time alone fine. But she wants to spend time around in the public in the middle of the night. Just tell me how can I agree on letting her go alone? So I stayed with her until dawn while knowing that I need to sleep and wake up only like a couple of hours after dawn. I know it sucks with the fact that I'm not granting her wishes but what's more important than safety?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if God is there to look over you. Because what if you just happen to be at the wrong place at the wrong time? Even though I'd agree that chances of a mishap happening would be low but that doesn't mean it will not happen. I just don't want to blame it on myself if anything really happens. I just want to be there to make sure everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I cannot and I emphasize CANNOT compromise in safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just happen to want to be alone at the wrong place at the wrong time and, maybe to her, the wrong person as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To me safety overrides everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7409127764105613677?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7409127764105613677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7409127764105613677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7409127764105613677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7409127764105613677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/02/someone-that-means-something-to-me-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7548361739428563940</id><published>2008-02-24T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:19:08.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just did something really really wrong. I know I shouldn't be doing it but it just can't help it. Wth man. I'm breaking the 4th Scout Law, A scout is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disciplined&lt;/span&gt; and considerate. Yoohoo? What are all the talks about me myself living on the Scout Law. BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now things SEEMS to be more settled and confirmed but still I got to emphasize "seems". I'm very sure it's not ending just here. I foresee that there will be more problems coming in or maybe it's just the same problem and just repeats it's cycle. I don't know. I'm confused yet I seem so settled. Rwar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7548361739428563940?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7548361739428563940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7548361739428563940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7548361739428563940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7548361739428563940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-did-something-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8788026870632241451</id><published>2008-02-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:25:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of my greatest fear in my life is rejection. I'm afraid of rejection. That is why I put in my very best in everything. I always mean what I say. When I say no means no. When I say yes means yes. Because of this I'm afraid of hurting someone. It could be anyone. I never like to hurt someone. I'd rather hurt myself than hurt others. For all I know I believe in karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scouts Law plays a big part in my life. Only up till now I realise that I've always been living by this five laws.&lt;br /&gt;1. A Scout is to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;2. A Scout is loyal.&lt;br /&gt;3. A Scout makes friends and maintains harmonious relations.&lt;br /&gt;4. A Scout is disciplined and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;5. A Scout has courage in all difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this has been so true to me. I need people to put lots of trust in me because I am loyal. The reason why they should put so much trust in me is because I have the courage to overcome all obstacles. No matter how much I dislike a friend. I try my best not to hurt them. I'm disciplined enough to tell what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am very sure this works the same way for you too. I sincerely hope you have the courage to overcome all obstacles. I am sure that I am not the only one that hopes for that. There are so many people that puts this hope on you. Don't disappoint us alright? As well as a friend I really hope for that miracle to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8788026870632241451?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8788026870632241451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8788026870632241451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8788026870632241451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8788026870632241451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-of-my-greatest-fear-in-my-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4675851118231953832</id><published>2008-02-05T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:30:50.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO! Wassup people! Sorry for the long awaited post here. I guess now there's nothing much except for...Chinese New Year!! Woohoo! All the unmarried are just eagerly waiting for this festive season to come so that they can get Ang Pow!! While the married are eagerly waiting for all their relatives and friends to warm up their house with a good year to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me...I'm eagerly waiting for all the money to come! Cai yuan gun gun lai! Sun sun li li ah! Lai ah! Mahjong, ban lak, 21 dian ah all come ah! Haha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone enjoy their 2008 Chinese New Year! Weee =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4675851118231953832?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4675851118231953832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4675851118231953832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4675851118231953832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4675851118231953832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/02/boo-wassup-people-sorry-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8186630210799763995</id><published>2008-01-23T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:32:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nowadays I've got so many things in my head to worry and fret on. I just can't simply put them down. I feel so vulnerable this few days. Just a simple knock and I'm almost done for. It just feels like I failed in so many things. And worse off, they all came all in one shot. What can I do? All I could do was to breakdown and stare into blank. Memories, words, pictures all came flashing back so fast I had no chance to grasp hold of them. It was like as though the running tap is turned on full blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unpredictable. At one point you could be laughing like a hyena yet another point in time you could be crying like nobody's business. At one point life could be so extraordinary and meaningful yet another point in time life could be so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so not fucking cool when I'm trying so hard to push everything out of my head when my mum ain't helping by fucking nagging at me. I need my fucking time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not inspired. Not motivated. Just stupid shits. Suffering. Tough choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8186630210799763995?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8186630210799763995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8186630210799763995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8186630210799763995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8186630210799763995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/01/nowadays-ive-got-so-many-things-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6508028973963650505</id><published>2008-01-15T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:57:14.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes something goes wrong in your life and you're caught totally unprepared for it you fall so bad it takes awhile for you to stand again. Sometimes you make a mistake and unwilling to forgive yourself you make your life miserable by playing that event in your mind repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the times you wished you could have gone back time to mend it. To make everything alright. To make sufferings to happiness. To make yourself happy once again. But all of a sudden a huge *SNAP* hits you so hard you realise you are still in reality. You have to continue living. Life still goes on. Then you start blaming yourself all over again. Or you just simply blame on others and sulk. Are you like this? Why blame? Why not forgive and forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are not mistakes until made twice. Learn from them. Put learning a lifelong activity. Keep an optimistic mind. Learn with an optimistic mind. Share with an optimistic mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6508028973963650505?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6508028973963650505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6508028973963650505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6508028973963650505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6508028973963650505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-something-goes-wrong-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7222790179688805855</id><published>2008-01-05T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:03:21.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 5th Jan 2008. I'm late for posting my 2008 resolutions. Guess I've been procrastinating. But today I attended a course conducted by Martin Tang, CEO of CCI. The course namely is MMOW, mirror mirror on the wall. Anyway this is not the fairytale mirror mirror on the wall thing. This is logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the mirror and you see yourself standing in there. The many years of growing up and growing old. What you see is just physical. What the course is about is to "see" our inner self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our inner self can refer to attitude and character. In order to achieve anything, we must first have a positive mindset. A positive mindset can be referred to having a positive attitude. A positive character will come about with a positive attitude. So as you can see it's a cycle in this we do. If there's no positive mindset to certain things you do in life, a negative attitude and character will come about. Like our dear Martin kept mentioning about the cause and effect. A bad cause will lead to a bad effect. A good cause will lead to a good effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically he shared his knowledge to us on how to manage time effectively. With that he (personally I feel) helped me did my goal setting. Now that I have my goals for 2008, I'm more directed in what I want to achieve by end of this year. Hereby I shall list them down on my blog:&lt;br /&gt;1. Save up $1000.&lt;br /&gt;2. Run 2.4km in less than 9min 30secs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Complete my first marathon run.&lt;br /&gt;4. Complete 21km in less than 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Achieve GPA of 3 and above.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a simple meal once every month with Dad, Mum and Bro all present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7222790179688805855?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7222790179688805855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7222790179688805855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7222790179688805855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7222790179688805855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-5th-jan-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-530292023356904112</id><published>2007-12-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T01:32:49.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes we have to lie to ourselves to stay as sane as possible. But sometimes when we cannot control it just goes *poof* there goes our sanity. That's when we are true. True with our feelings, true with our words, true with our actions. But sometimes when we are true we hurt people or even get hurt ourselves. That's why people lie. Doesn't matter whether they lie to themselves or to others it's still a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of love this lies are forgiven. Love from friends, love from loved ones, love from god for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People lie to themselves and act so brave. In the end they hurt themselves. People lie to others due to selfishness. Ultimately they hurt other people to save happiness for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't know why am I saying all this part I just felt like saying all this. I want people to save happiness for everyone. I want to save peace for everyone. I want people to "see" things like I do. I want to make life more meaningful for everyone. I also want to make life more beautiful for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-530292023356904112?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/530292023356904112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=530292023356904112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/530292023356904112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/530292023356904112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/12/sometimes-we-have-to-lie-to-ourselves.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6880022588980111643</id><published>2007-12-11T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T17:54:22.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time sure passes quickly and soon enough it's Christmas and end of 2007. Before we bid 2007 goodbye I'd like to say that I really enjoy this year. I guess it's one of the best year since birth for me. Learning many things, meeting people different from all walks of life, do many things and most importantly I now know what I'm living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people out there still at loss of what they want to do in future, first reflect on what are you living for. Are you living for someone? or are you living for something? Everything you do has a purpose and you've got to find out what it is. It's either for someone or something. The something can be as simple as "touching lives". Well that's what my brother is living for and I respect him for that. So what are you waiting for? Time to get your head down cracking for some self-reflection =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6880022588980111643?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6880022588980111643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6880022588980111643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6880022588980111643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6880022588980111643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-sure-passes-quickly-and-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2621014877092879102</id><published>2007-11-21T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:50:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A sudden spur of inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;this is all that keeps me ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;A sudden smash of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;this is all that keeps me bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you know,&lt;br /&gt;together we flow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still made of flesh,&lt;br /&gt;but you make me stuck in a mesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what of you think,&lt;br /&gt;am I in your eyes but once blink,&lt;br /&gt;now I'm gone..&lt;br /&gt;I'm forlorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words you spoke,&lt;br /&gt;are they from the bottom of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Those words you spoke,&lt;br /&gt;they stab me right through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some enlightenment,&lt;br /&gt;can you provide them to me?&lt;br /&gt;I have some questions,&lt;br /&gt;can you answer them for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I want to convey,&lt;br /&gt;is what my heart I've surveyed.&lt;br /&gt;What we have become to now?&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always hoped,&lt;br /&gt;those things did not happen.&lt;br /&gt;That our friendship would be well coped,&lt;br /&gt;and our relationship sharpened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand,&lt;br /&gt;life is short.&lt;br /&gt;We are friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;No change.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2621014877092879102?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2621014877092879102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2621014877092879102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2621014877092879102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2621014877092879102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/11/sudden-spur-of-inspiration-this-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-790333551679447882</id><published>2007-11-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:38:21.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong today? I'm myself but I don't feel at ease..I feel so empty inside yet so full on the outside. It's difficult to explain what I'm going through right now. Neither do I know why am I feeling like this..Maybe I'm hiding something from someone? Maybe I'm lacking of something from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is blank. Total blank. BA I don't know what am I thinking of too. This just sucks..Maybe I should be a nerdy today. Immerse myself into studying tonight. Ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-790333551679447882?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/790333551679447882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=790333551679447882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/790333551679447882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/790333551679447882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-wrong-today-im-myself-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-7006046688318113441</id><published>2007-11-05T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:15:04.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although today had been a quite a productive day, it's still boring. I stayed home the whole day or more like rot at home the whole day. Its so super duper boring. Reflecting of what I've achieved for at the end of the day keeps me rather motivated to continue my following days. True enough I cooped myself up in the house the whole days seems lifeless but sometimes people need sometime alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times alone are to do something like what I have done. Do some self reflection. Doesn't harm to fork out a little time doing some self reflection. On the contrary it improves one's life as we never miss out all aspects of life; Past, Present and Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Past experiences people look forward to the Future. To do so people put Present into practice and therefore makes life happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is defined as to whether The Future's aims are achieved. So for people that do not have aims for your future, do some self reflection and your goal settings. At least your life is guided. At least there is meaning in life. At least you know how to be happy. Life's happiness is defined by ourselves. We set the gauge to happiness. So do some self reflection if you are sad or unhappy. It could be your own fault after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live life to the fullest. We only get to live life once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-7006046688318113441?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/7006046688318113441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=7006046688318113441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7006046688318113441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/7006046688318113441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/11/although-today-had-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1425369821079830443</id><published>2007-10-27T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:49:48.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently I've been emoing a little here and there. It's been awhile I've been like this. I guess it's time for some emoing sessions. But my sessions are always spotted by people and people always ask me what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I've just pure tired and did not talk much. But people around me thinks that I'm emoing which I am not! Guess I just talk too much sometimes so much so when my voice is not heard in a group it will be weird. Haha that's crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..yay! It's e-learning week! Aka holiday! Guess what I'm gonna work from sat all the way to friday which is 7 days. Breaking my past record of I think 5 or 4 days? Ya this is madness. But hey no money how to spend eh? Talking about work. I'm going to find a new job somewhere near my school. Also waitering but higher pay than my current job. Actually my current job is just another place for me to spend my extra time having fun with my friends and things like that. It is not really for earning money but earning allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway am tired. Going to take a nap and later going out to eat prata =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1425369821079830443?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1425369821079830443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1425369821079830443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1425369821079830443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1425369821079830443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/10/recently-ive-been-emoing-little-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-611268384565301795</id><published>2007-10-23T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:04:56.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time I'd update my blog. But don't feel like typing much today got so much work on hand awaiting for me to complete. Anyway, I can feel that I got the inspiration to write a poem soon. So..must remember to wait for my poems! hahaha. Been sometime I've written one so I'm quite excited myself as well wahaha. Okay..Need to do work now so adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-611268384565301795?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/611268384565301795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=611268384565301795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/611268384565301795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/611268384565301795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-id-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3355773651493307419</id><published>2007-10-03T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:48:20.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok some people have been complaining that my blog is starting to collect dust. WELL here I am updating my current life a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see..School have started which sucks totally. On the contrary, I've made better relations with many many people and I'm very happy about it. Like friends from the workplace, schoolmate and most importantly my mum haha =) OH and something very important! I find my mahjong kakis LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg it's been one week and I played four times already. Save me someone. Anyway, I'm looking forward to SP Rovers D&amp;amp;D because I've got inside news! 41 people attending D&amp;amp;D and this number is expected to rise! wow. I'm astounded woohoo! Good job people! Keep the numbers growing! But bear in mind too! We need to give a solid good job for our dear Rovers. We can't disappoint them! AHHH about 1week plus more to go! Go people oh yea go people! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway another interesting news from me. Ready to hear it?.....Okay here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT A NEW HANDPHONE LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH IT IS SOMETHING SURPRISING OK. I believe that everyone in their mind has an image of Aaron holding some lousy handphone. So much so that when the phone drops onto the floor no matter how hard it hit the floor it doesn't matter to him. But now? No more. No more of dropping handphones! AH! wahaha okok and so Aaron rocks the world and ta-da I got to go TO BED. Ciaoz people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3355773651493307419?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3355773651493307419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3355773651493307419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3355773651493307419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3355773651493307419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-some-people-have-been-complaining.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3219943764888743223</id><published>2007-09-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:19:55.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some days since I talk to you and I miss talking to you. When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoot emo! Anyway I participated Rovers year 1 event on Tuesday. Honestly it's quite successful though there are some complains here and there hahaha. They were out to kill us man I swear. Imagine hiding amazing race clues in between the boxes of lingerie! Two GUYS had to search through them to get our clues. Oh my god I swear that was a killer. Imagine hiding clues so tough that you don't want to find them anymore LOL! Imagine hiding clues so tough you won't even look at places that normal human instincts tells you that it might be there. Woohoo I swear they were out to kill hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway did some community service by collecting rubbish at Geylang River. Collected our kayak at the Singapore Dragon Boat Association and head off to our rubbish flooded place. OMG WE SAW A DEAD DOG HEAD BLOATED floating on the freaking waters AH damn bloody smelly. Anyway we collected quite a lump of rubbish from the River. Haven't been doing community service for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some goodwill we indulged ourselves with more exercise LOL amazing race. Is really really crazy like I mentioned it above haha. Anyhow it's BBQ in the night and it was hmm..not FANTASTICALLY fun but it's still cool =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya that was how I celebrated my Moon Cake Festival. How did you celebrate yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3219943764888743223?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3219943764888743223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3219943764888743223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3219943764888743223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3219943764888743223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-some-days-since-i-talk-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4974061914581956268</id><published>2007-09-12T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:32:01.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO I just came back from Malaysia today. Please kill me for being so sinful in there HAHA! I went in yesterday night and stayed at my supervisor's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Wan Kian went to her house to stay over. Soon after we went out to have supper but for our poor supervisor...dinner =(. So I had satay and ate all the five sticks of mutton! What the hell man. Anyway I prefer the mutton then the chicken, the only two choices there. After eating we went back to her house and WE TWO DIDN'T BATHE we just lie on the bed wahahaha. But we were talking away for like an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept at 2.30am and woke up at 7.30am to eat breakfast OMG eat again. Okay never mind. So I ate roti tampal which is actually plaster prata in Singapore haha. After eating we went back and rest for awhile to wait for Ting Xuan to come into Malaysia. We kind of took our time and we're late HAHA oops. Anyway after picking Ting Xuan up we head to City Square to shop. I bought a shirt, ear stud and ear sticks! Yippe! A black shirt that I really like =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping ended and it's time for our long waited Korean style buffet woohoo! We all eat like mad. Kept on ordering until the waitress got us a bigger portion then usual LOL! Oh and we ate at 12noon while we ate at about 8am RWAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our buffet ended with five bloated stomachs at 2pm. Heading off to get massaged at around 4pm. Ended at about 5pm and ONCE AGAIN we went to EAT AGAIN LOL! This time we ate Thai Style. Woo awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the eating and getting massaged we went back to Singapore and feeling safe and home once again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ting Xuan ate Macs at Causeway LOL we're real pigs. Very sinful. Oh and we lost our way in Singapore too HAHAHA so embrassing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippe that's more or less about my Malaysia trip =D very interesting wahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4974061914581956268?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4974061914581956268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4974061914581956268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4974061914581956268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4974061914581956268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/09/woohoo-i-just-came-back-from-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8779845101207684158</id><published>2007-08-31T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:09:44.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! Now I shall tell my tale at Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We all met up at Lavander MRT station and head off to golden mile together. OMG me and Yoshi had such a hard time walking man. Anyway I keep laughing at her because I can walk a little faster than her muahaha I'm so darn evil =p. So we waited for the coach to come and bring us all to Genting, our three days getaway mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a great start in the coach chit chatting. Telling ghost stories for the following day would be the 15th day on 7th month according to the lunar calender. So we started scaring ourselves with ghosts stories while me, Cindy and Andy the three of us do feel something watching at us from the back. Cindy told me that she can see something from the corner of her eye too haha. Apart from that OUR NIGHT TRIP TO GENTING IS SAFE! LOL! The driver seems alright. Didn't look like he was tired and sleeping while driving. Anyway good job Mr. Driver! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nothing much on Sunday just slept on the coach if that's interesting to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach Genting at like 5am 6am like this. So we got our bags deposited before going around Genting. So we had breakfast. Some of us had Macs while Ada, Gary, Yoshi and me had Marybrown for breakfast. First time eating and it's not really nice haha. Anyway after breakfast we walked around to check what can we do for the first day. Back in Singapore we did talk about some haunted house thing so we went to check it out. But this time it changed to some live Van Hell Sing thing. But Ripley's Believe it or not is still there. So there's a combo ticket of 40RM to check out this two thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Van Hell Sing was kinda mad because we are kind of screaming a little =x. Those "ghosts" shake our hands before we go in maybe it's a way to tell us 'Hey! No offense to scare you inside ok?' Ya haha. So there are two of them anyway and are scary inside the haunted house. It's a walking thing! Omg Yoshi and I suffered more. So after that we all got into Ripley's Believe it or not. WE SPEND LIKE FIVE HOURS IN THERE! We are mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through it my right foot really hurts like mad. Very difficult to walk. I had to limp everywhere I went. Can't help it. So after coming out we had some Free and Easy for everyone. But I decided to go back to the hotel room to rest. Ada volunteered to accompany me, after that Yoshi joined us. The three of us went to me room to sleep for awhile, power nap. At the same time resting our over strained legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awaking we're suppose to go find the rest at this meeting place. But I realize that I can't walk, at all. Gary, Jun Long and Cheng Cheong was also in a room so Ada get Gary to come to our room. So they were discussing how to get dinner for me while I rest in my room with someone to accompany me. In the end Ada and Yoshi accompanied me. OMG I can't tell how much I feel so thankful for them. They helped me made hot water to soak my foot in it so that I can walk the next day and join them in the Theme Park. Gosh I really feel so thankful anyway thank you two! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoshi turned on the TV and watched. Ada watched too but helped massage my foot in those smelly hot water. LOL guess my foot stinks without bathing after like one day? Ya anyway thanks once again. After some time EVERYONE, literally everyone came to my room with KFC PACKED! Gosh I was like Hey wassup everyone! I feel so loved wahaha. We had dinner and gambled a little. Gary helped massage my foot. IT HURTS BADLY K but it was all for my own good I managed to endure the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and we played uno stacko! Yoshi brought them along =) Created lots of jokes from those wahaha. Anyway time passed so slowly the night in my room. We ate dinner, all the girls (six of them) bathed in our room, gambled a little and it's only 12 midnight when everyone was expecting 2am or something LOL. Alright so first day is gone and everyone went back to their room and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary, Andy, Ben and me tried going to the casino. In the end Gary and Andy passed through but not Ben and me. So whatever la we went back to sleep. Fell deep asleep quickly and soon after it was 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was late for waking up but doesn't matter. We went for breakfast and soon after we headed for Theme Park. ZOMG we sat Space Shot! Some of us actually. Blah so we sat Space Shot that's all it matters HAHAHA. Alright and little some of us sat Teacup. ZOMG AGAIN I puked -.- AHHHHHH can't take it. But right after I puke I went to the toilet to wash my mouth and join in the rest for a ride woohoo! Damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few rides it was DAMN BLOODY COLD! Three jackets and STILL NOT ENOUGH shit man. Some of them didn't wear jacket and still won't feel cold. I don't know how they do it don't ask me. I was so defeated by the weather. OH YA! By then I COULD WALK PROPERLY, RUN AND JUMP! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for god knows who leeches got to Gentings. It climbed into Cindy's legs lol. She was ultra scared la but luckily Gary and I was around. We happen to be in a Cafe too so I went to asked for salt and it worked. Madness man..Leeches up in Gentings haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had so much fun in the Theme Park so much so that we left there only when it close HAHA. Typical Singaporeans, get your money worths LOL. After outdoor Theme Park closes we went to play in the indoor theme park wahaha. Of course we stopped awhile for dinner but still went to play after dinner. After some time we started to tone down by sitting on this boat thing. All of us split into three groups sat in three boats. My boat comes first then Ben's and Cindy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one hell of an exciting part. Ben got spat from on top from some guy on a ride. My boat didn't know until my boat was already one quarter through another round. Andy, Pei Shan, Melissa and me was on the boat when Cindy came telling us that Ben went to find some trouble with some guys. And the best thing is Cindy only tell us that only Gary and Ben went up WAH Andy and I was already hot man. We were ready to fight LOL. We quickly find a place and jumped out of the boat to a ledge to get out. So left with poor Pei Shan and Melissa in the boat alone lol. I felt quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the two of us with Cindy alongside with a few others quickly went up to find them. When we went up thank god there were a few others with Gary and Ben too scare the hell out of us. So as I walk in I was really walking in like an Ah Beng. And that's what I wanted it to be to incur fear to those fuckers that spat at Ben. They were talking things out while I was already ready to fly in a punch anytime. And I know that Andy was ready too so I had nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Gary and Ben chose to settle things without any fights. I'm not happy about it for those fuckers had to push the blame onto a small kid. What the heck is his problem man. Man enough to spit on others but not man enough to admit his actions. This is not a man. This is what I call a boy. Later on we were creating jokes about it man like super lame. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway later on some of us went to drink. And I found out something. Pei Shan can't drink for nuts LOL two cups of shot glasses she can't walk in a straight line already HAHA I can't imagine if she drink in shots wahahaha. After that we went to watch Evan Almighty at 1.15am and most of us are falling asleep through the show la! LOL Guess we're too tired. Right after the show we all went back to sleep. Had Cindy and Andy this night in the room with me. Cindy was like giving massage to Andy and I. Honestly she's quite good at it haha are you happy now? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After massage is over Andy and I were like raping each other. He was trying to strip my off my shorts while I'm trying to do the same thing. In the end I won HAHA. After much raping three of us slept for less than 3 hours. Soon after it was time to go back Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to Singapore nothing much interesting except for the fact that I slept for 14hours LOL good job Aaron =) Oh and thank me for sharing the story with you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now nothing much to say already so..Ciaoz!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8779845101207684158?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8779845101207684158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8779845101207684158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8779845101207684158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8779845101207684158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/08/yo-now-i-shall-tell-my-tale-at-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-2850855842829997396</id><published>2007-08-30T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:29:39.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I'm back from Gentings! But most likely most of you didn't know I was going to Gentings either haha anyway! Sunday first AHM and I did it this time at a timing better than I targeted! Last year I had my first AHM run with my brother, it was like 3whole hours or so. But this year I ran with Ben! Poor him never train or anything make him run so fast with me wahahaha anyway! Came in 2hours 23mins! Omg I'm so happy =D cool man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I meet up with Rovers at Lavander to go to Gentings on Sunday 8pm. After some time we all went off to Gentings together! yay! Anyway I'm too tired now so..my story will come other day =) had lots of fun. I indulged myself with fun up in Gentings but my leg ached like mad on the first day. Walk kinda slow for the entire first day. More importantly, during evening time my leg swelled after a short nap! Blah but the next day I could run and jump already woohoo =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok the story will come soon enough =) for now...bye! good night! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-2850855842829997396?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/2850855842829997396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=2850855842829997396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2850855842829997396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/2850855842829997396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/08/woohoo-im-back-from-gentings-but-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6594113111274873753</id><published>2007-08-16T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:26:27.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright my blog is dead for two weeks but here I am resuscitating the blog back to life =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever. This two weeks has been incredibly interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've attended my school's National Day Observance Day which is admittedly crap. Every thing last minute. They just want us as numbers that's all. I could be the parade commander as well what nonsense. On the same day the second meeting for the Rovers D&amp;D was quite a success on my opinion because most things are covered and discussed about good job! On the same day I watched Secret with Wan Kian and Rui Heng. After which we stayed out late eating prata and chatting at Rui Heng's house. Poor Wan Kian needs to rush home by 5am but she didn't really care. She left at 5am exactly lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's on Wednesday 8th August. Now on the Friday I went to Meji chocolate factory! To do what? Buy budget chocolates with 1month expiry date LOL I shoplifted some stuff too HAHA =x don't call the police please hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on Saturday I went out with the 134 gang to celebrate my Lao Po's birthday in advance. Haha Happy birthday Pei Ting! =) Guess we all had fun watching how the birthday girl got tortured LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh on Tuesday once again 3 of my friends' birthday falls on this day, 14th August. Happy birthday you three =)&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the Mount Faber gang went to celebrate Wan Kian's birthday with her sec sch friends. It was one of Wan Kian's friend that took my number from Ting Xuan and alias with me to give Wan Kian this surprise. We all celebrated her birthday at the Fish &amp;amp; Co glass house at Dhouby Ghaut there. The Mount Faber gang with the birthday girl went up the stage to sing a song for the birthday girl. We all sang Right Here Waiting by Richard Marx. Haha she must be so touched =) The guitarist for the night commented that there are lots of good singers tonight LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all! Last night I went out to run with my brother at 12 midnight. Run like about 5km? It was very refreshing. Haha need to train up for Army Half Marathon as well coming soon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright readers! I guess I got to go now!&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6594113111274873753?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6594113111274873753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6594113111274873753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6594113111274873753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6594113111274873753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/08/alright-my-blog-is-dead-for-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1444590204525069106</id><published>2007-08-04T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T13:17:48.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever I think of Server Management PROJECT I just totally stress out. And I did a great favor to myself by reverting one of the project stuff back to square one ARGH KILL ME PLEASE! Meaning I have to do it all over again WHAT THE HECK! blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..No stress let's talk about something else. Oh yea yesterday I went to Yio Chu Kang stadium and guess what I did. I TOOK MY 2.4KM TIMING LOL! I know I'm crazy and stuff but come on I'm giving myself some life and exercise =D Anyway my timing was 10mins 28secs! Woohoo quite fast la BUT I'm planning to get below 10mins by next year. I think I can do it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I took lap timing too. 1. 1:28    2. 1:39    3. 1:46    4. 1:50    5. 1:53     6 1:50.&lt;br /&gt;I started out so quickly! But I gradually slowed down after the first lap. I'm sure I can improve further just need to get the momentum right that's all, I guess. Haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today..I'm going out on a date! So everyone wish me luck! LOL whoever read this make sure you free a bird.    More birds more luck! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1444590204525069106?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1444590204525069106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1444590204525069106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1444590204525069106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1444590204525069106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/08/whenever-i-think-of-server-management.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4284753554114621051</id><published>2007-07-27T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:00:49.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think that I'm quite tied down with things. What things? Too many. I think of too many things and for once I think I need to push them all away for a few seconds. There's just too many things on hand waiting for my determination for completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it like everyone tell me so? Will I get the reciprocate like everyone said so? From my point of view, I doubt it's that way. This for the least I'm being pessimistic. I guess it's just that I don't want to accept defeat therefore I'm waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen myself in bad times every single time. Maybe this is why I'm afraid of the defeat. Maybe this is why I'm pessimistic towards such issues. I guess this is something nobody can help. I have to overcome this long gone defeat myself. I sometimes just hope that you can give me this 100% assurance from you. And maybe it can give me some comfort and might overcome this fear of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4284753554114621051?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4284753554114621051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4284753554114621051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4284753554114621051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4284753554114621051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-that-im-quite-tied-down-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6363017356846063883</id><published>2007-07-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:51:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I the one? Are you the one? I'm afraid. In fact, very afraid. But what am I afraid of? I'm not sure too. But I don't care anymore I'm doing it. The life changing answer I'm gonna get from you soon, very soon. My intentions are too clear now to escape it. MY CONFIDENCE! I'M GONNA ACHIEVE THIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6363017356846063883?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6363017356846063883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6363017356846063883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6363017356846063883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6363017356846063883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-i-one-are-you-one-im-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4673333463752486999</id><published>2007-07-15T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:08:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today two different people made my heart split into two. Each half a different feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very glad to see one of them. A girl I really like. She doesn't know about that yet but she sure will soon. Her presence today was very encouraging for me. The look of her tells me that god I'm saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, another girl made me suffer. Her acts alone made me feel so difficult through the hours today. She's reverting to her old self. Her not-so-good old self. The one that always lives in her own princess world. The one that always lives in a world that everything always have to go alongside with her. The one that always cries at the slightest thing. The one that hasn't grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it. And I'm quite tired of those nonsense now I can't take it anymore. I just don't want to take it anymore. I don't bother about them anymore I can't live through it twice. I never like it neither did anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I was wrong. Was I? Someone tell me. I just don't feel right. Someone proof me wrong. Blah...Couldn't care less now. Just don't show all those crap to me now. I've changed and you better keep those old self as memories. Just a piece of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4673333463752486999?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4673333463752486999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4673333463752486999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4673333463752486999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4673333463752486999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-two-different-people-made-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-1686431961252278764</id><published>2007-07-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:56:11.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I'm here to update a little about my interesting life. I've yet again come to another phase of my life. I've joined SP Rovers this year in my poly year2. So far I've attended quite a number of their events. So far I feel that they are improving a little on every subsequent events that comes along. Which is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me update what has happened on Tuesday and Thursday night for me. Altogether I'd say it's a very tiring night for me on both nights. I had Physical Training(PT) sessions together with the Rovers. Things was going good for the first night as the number of people coming for PT is unforeseen! The more the people, the better the PT. It always works like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the second night which is today, it wasn't very fantastic. As a number of Ex-cos did not turn up for the PT itself and I thought that wasn't a very good attitude to begin with. Everyone is aware of the shortage of recruitment yet people already attached to the club did not turn up for their own events. Everyone got their own commitment, fine. But when one was to take up the Ex-co role, they should be well aware of how their commitment should be placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no angst here but just my rants. Maybe we are all kids after all haha =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-1686431961252278764?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/1686431961252278764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=1686431961252278764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1686431961252278764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/1686431961252278764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-im-here-to-update-little-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6229248022340642504</id><published>2007-06-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:03:21.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SP Rovers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basic Training Camp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo! Hey people I'm back! I know everyone's been waiting for my elusive blogging skills! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...I went for a 4days 3nights camp at the Scout's Sarimbun camp.. It was a moment of life and death for the participants. The 6 of them in total suffered and lived the whole of 4days together. The 6 of them held hand in hand through times of bad, the madness of the mode of conduct. Looking at their endurance and confidence of outliving the toughness they are facing, I've seen them grow through this short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achieving their best conduct, discipline and definitely teamwork amongst themselves. I believe that the 6 of them can feel the difference in them. They have definitely become tougher in order to prepare themselves of further storms ahead in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of them grew. No matter how strong they are already before the camp or no matter how weak they were. The weak grew to become strong, the strong grew even stronger. However crazy the treatment was, they persevere and endured. The trainings either it was mentally or physically, they overcome them and overwhelm them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl met something different. This particular event taught me a lesson. It is to cherish the people around you more. This girl was already a casualty. Her old injury on her knee was acting on her but she was very strong-willed. She withstand and endured the pain that she was receiving at her knee. That alone had already amazed me of such perseverance. What happened next left me speechless and stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was talking to me in a very good mood. Both of us were laughing and chit chatting away for as long as she was my casualty. Although I'm not her teammate I too encouraged her to keep up even though she's left behind due to her injury. When we finally reached the destination, we sat down and chatted away. Not long, one of the instructor of the camp instructed her to stand up and hold the flag up high above her head. It was to spike the rest of the teammates to move faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned that her knees wouldn't hurt if it she don't move about. So I thought it was alright moreover she wore a knee guard over it. So after a minute long or so, I saw that she couldn't endure much longer and was blinking rapidly. So I asked are you okay? She said she couldn't see. So I quickly got her to sit down and asked for help. Apparently she didn't recover even though 30secounds was passed. I thought I could handle that alone but I couldn't. Other first aid trained instructors came to aid me. They handled the situation better than I had while I was still rather freaked out. I just don't know what to do at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl held her breath at times but is still conscious. I checked her pulse and apparently it was beating very quickly. She was taking short but fast breath. One of those whom aid me reassured her and tried her best in getting her to breathe slowly. After sometime, this Innotrek personnel came to look at the situation. That guy really helped us lots so much so that if he wasn't there the girl might have died or something. So this guy told us to carry her to her more comfortable place for her to be put in the recovery position. So we got her into the recovery position and the guy used a plastic bag to control her short and fast breath. Very quickly this method worked and her breathing was normal. After sometime, we carried her with a stretcher all the way to the first aid room in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was still in a bad state but she was a little better since her collapse. Slowly but steadily all of us managed to help her escape death. After sometime she's finally sitting up talking to us able to laugh and even crack jokes. All of us was so glad that she's back with us when a moment ago she was only sub-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today after 2days since that incident I'm talking to her. I'm glad I'm able to do that. It was crazy and mad. No words can describe my feelings at that point of time. The girl told me she saw and heard Him. While I just hear myself saying that I should cherish the people around me more. Life is so fragile. Just a moment before the girl collapsed, she was laughing and chatting with me. I'm glad that she survived that little incident there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my readers. Cherish life. Cherish your loved ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6229248022340642504?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6229248022340642504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6229248022340642504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6229248022340642504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6229248022340642504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/06/yo-hey-people-im-back-i-know-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-439293131296481093</id><published>2007-06-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:02:37.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost in thought,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering the rights.&lt;br /&gt;No chance of understanding,&lt;br /&gt;neither is there reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place yourself in my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;You've never done that have you?&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing during the aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;Angry and sorry I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wrong have I done?&lt;br /&gt;What right have you done?&lt;br /&gt;An eye for an eye,&lt;br /&gt;A person of little reasons to respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little or no manners,&lt;br /&gt;No idea of her impoliteness.&lt;br /&gt;Others are belittled,&lt;br /&gt;She's the almighty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically no comments...&lt;br /&gt;Random nonsense commence...&lt;br /&gt;Robbed of rights...&lt;br /&gt;Given all of crimes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-439293131296481093?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/439293131296481093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=439293131296481093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/439293131296481093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/439293131296481093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/06/lost-in-thought-wondering-rights.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5902849805554676792</id><published>2007-05-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:16:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooh I'm back from a camp from Pulau Hantu man. Me and another 4 guys are doing stupid things and funny things to keep ourselves occupied. Stupid things like...CLIMBING COCONUT TREE LOL! We were so desperate in trying to get that super uber GREEN coconut up the tree. We even went around finding something long to get it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we found a super long branch but it won't that easy. So later we found this super thick long piece of wood and I tried to climb after one guy failed and got stuck halfway. So I climbed the tree...and..TA-DA! I got myself a trophy at Pulau Hantu wahoo! Yes I know we're mad but we got nothing better to do hahaha. Oh and my trophy caused me a few cuts near my biceps haha. Alright so in the end we all had 4 coconuts for ourselves hahaha..We drank 2 of the coconut and gave one of them away. While we didn't have enough time for the last one so we just left it behind haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's a very tiring weekend for me now I shall go to the bed and SLEEP. Oh wait wait..I shall fall into a COMA rather muahahaha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5902849805554676792?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5902849805554676792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5902849805554676792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5902849805554676792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5902849805554676792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/05/wooh-im-back-from-camp-from-pulau-hantu.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3415313321390989985</id><published>2007-05-23T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T14:31:36.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was requested to blog on my already-dusty blog. Yesterday was crazy man. I went down to Keming Pri to help out in CCI with some half day program. But WTH! It felt like a full day program instead! So freaking crazy. Like 20 plus people are there to help out with the program from 0800hrs to 1300hrs. Well overall it was fantastic. We survived the war! Hahahaha good work cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the 'war' most of us went to west mall to have our lunch. Also, our dear Philander jio us to watch 28weeks later. NOT THAT HE jio us 28weeks later to watch 28week laters K LOL. Ya and some of us have already watched the movie and says that the movie is not that fantastic too. In the end, we watched Blades of Glory. OMG IT'S A FREAKING HILARIOUS SHOW LOL. Super funny man. But I was in the cinemas already feeling rather tired I stoned for awhile hahahaha. But inside was laughing at the show alright! Wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the movie we meet up with Melissa CHAN for dinner. Wah we should be touched man...She cancelled her dinner don't know where one just to have dinner with us =) So we went to Beauty World opposite in this prata house for dinner. Forgot the name of the shop..Doesn't matter la. After our sumptuous dinner, we head into Beauty World to play pool. Play pool until 11pm. Bloody hell we play until so late that me and Steffie almost missed our last bus. Hahaha Guess we are lucky people =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess that's for the day. Oh to cheerios, let's hang out more together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3415313321390989985?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3415313321390989985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3415313321390989985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3415313321390989985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3415313321390989985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-requested-to-blog-on-my-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-5727752130407797566</id><published>2007-04-29T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:03:34.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Once again the great O Aaron is right here telling his great O stories. Okay so yesterday was my birthday and a great one too. This year is my best birthday I ever had. All my 18 years of life which means 18 times of birthday celebration this time is the best. Alright so I am here today specially to thank everyone that sent me well wishes from all methods like text messages, phones, in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking the 5 of you, from Mt. Faber's crew for the surprise though not that surprising for me hahaha. Still I appreciate for what you all have done for me. Most importantly I enjoyed the time spent with you all hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking the 6 of you for turning up in town to celebrate my birthday. Thanks for the suprise but I had to spoil your surprise hahaha. Oh ya guys...WE DIDN'T FINISH THE BLOODY CAKE it's super nice la but we are all bloated by then hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I enjoy my 18th birthday so far and still loving it. Anyway today I was talking to Qiwen and she asked me this question, "So what's your best present this year?" So the great O Aaron answered "my friends". QUICK ALL OF YOU THANK ME NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay when you are done reading this post remember to call me or text me to thank me alright? You don't get to hear such things from me that often alright wahahahaha. Alright alright now the great O Aaron needs to go off now...Ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-5727752130407797566?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/5727752130407797566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=5727752130407797566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5727752130407797566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/5727752130407797566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-6951085630863436733</id><published>2007-04-19T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:31:32.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's saddening how people make you pissed just by the way they talk. Sometimes the feeling just sucks after the pissy mood you get. Sometimes it's so stupid you just want to shut off everything else and just cramp away in one dark corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have someone that gives me all this nonsense all in the house, my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks with little respect, manners and reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who on earth can tolerate such a person every single day? The moment they speak from their mind you are already defeated. Then which you just want to burst out from their speech and just shut them off immediately. But to avail, they go on far more worst. The more you want them to just shut up, the more they wouldn't. Neither do they spare a thought for someone else's feelings when things get heated up. Neither does the argument have any effect on them (it just feels like it). They just seem to enjoy having arguments. They won't stop or rather they don't know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet a person with lots of patience cannot tolerate such a person if he/she were to live with them everyday. It's too much for a son to take it. It's too much for a husband to take it. It's too much for anyone living under one roof with such a person to take it. It's simply just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the arguments about? They are all about trivial matters. Just simply because my mum don't agree with my method of doing, her speech becomes heavy though she claims it's normal (which I don't agree). She always wants to win yet she claims she doesn't want to win it's just so contradicting. She always claims to be of a nice party. The fact is she doesn't look at her own side on how she handle things. For instance the way she talks, the mode of her speech, the reasons she gives (oh I'm sorry, it's the UNreasonable reasons she gives), her attitude of the matter. She does not reflect on her own side. She just reflects and rant on the other party's side just making them the bad people just because the people she confides to doesn't get to listen to both parties. In the end she always gets other people to agree with her when they don't even get the full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to keep my cool all the time like this? With little education doesn't give them the excuse to be rude and unreasonable. I simply don't agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of angst&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-6951085630863436733?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/6951085630863436733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=6951085630863436733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6951085630863436733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/6951085630863436733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-its-saddening-how-people-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8598266411407947825</id><published>2007-04-04T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:15:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been near 2 weeks since I blogged. So here I am. Most of the time I had been at home playing games, watching movies and blah blah blah. So not constructive at all eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately things concerning life. I just watched a couple of movies yesterday and I'm rather inspired now. Well watched cast away and ghost rider which had a few lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the lead actor signed this contract from the devil and since then, cursed. He carried this curse from a boy to a man and the devil finally made up his mind to give him a task to assassinate this certain non-human man while putting a curse on him that he will turn into the ghost rider upon the arrival of dusk. The devil made a deal with this man that he would return his soul as long as he accomplish the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on his journey on carrying out the task he met a wise man giving him hope and wise advice. He finally accomplished his mission and the devil finds him wanting to give him back his soul, However he chose not to. He keep the curse, he owned the curse, he continued the curse to protect others from getting cursed. What a hero in burning passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a lesson to learn, "putting others before self" you might become a hero one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the second movie I watched was "Cast away". I believe most of you have watched the movie or somehow know the plot of the movie. The lead actor, Tom Hanks, is some big shot in the FedEx company and he was traveling in an aeroplane and unfortunately the plane went down into the gigantic ocean. He's the only survivor and was drifted away onto a deserted island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he wanted to stop living and just die by hanging himself but he remained alive and miraculously stayed at the island for four entire years all by himself and of course Wilson, his only friend (a volleyball). He tried escaping the island with a air-filled boat but to avail he can't due to the wave that only pushed him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day the tide brought him a gift, a huge metal piece, that hit the shores and he picked it up. His ingenious mind told him that he could make it the sail of a raft! So he chopped down trees and tear the barks of certain plants to make lashings. So he finally made his raft and waiting for the right moment for his plan to escape the island. As you all know he made it and in the show towards the end he was speaking to a man. He told him how he felt when he was on the island all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I remember was this, "I gonna keep breathing, cause the sun will shine tomorrow again. Who knows what the tide might bring?" This was the trigger factor for me to blog all about this. Inspirational quotes. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8598266411407947825?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8598266411407947825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8598266411407947825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8598266411407947825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8598266411407947825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-near-2-weeks-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-3301408343918522140</id><published>2007-03-24T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:03:41.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEOPLE IT'S PEI YAN'S BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU PEI YAN! She's the ultimate sotong in CCI. When we say lame jokes she always takes quite some time to understand the joke hahahaha. Oh while, that's her erm..Funny part hahaha. SO! She's also our lady driver in CCI! Always when we need to buy food we will hop on her car and OFF WE GO and get food for our people =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so it's her birthday today and we had our CCI challenge for a group of people at Bukit Gombak. Well..Lots of challenges for different things but overall things are successful which is good! So after the programme we, the facilitators, gathered for a short debrief and 6 of us went to Marina Square slack slack awhile and have dinner together. After which we took a LONG LONG and CRAZY walk around Clarke Quay. Sing songs, do stupid things like see who can jump up the most number of steps up a flight of stairs. Or do a pose with the statues along Singapore River. Madness totally. We even compete our song singing like we have to sing a new song while a song is still going on. But the catch is that we are to overlap each other's song every time hahahaha. It's hilarious really. So it's a fun day out with cheerios once again. Hope to have more of such crazy outings hahaha. Okay time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-3301408343918522140?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/3301408343918522140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=3301408343918522140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3301408343918522140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/3301408343918522140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/03/people-its-pei-yans-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4828485203817299588</id><published>2007-03-19T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:05:28.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO here I am again. I didn't tell me beloved blog patrons that it was three people's birthday on 17 March 2007! It was a crazy day I swear. The previous entry there said I was going down to meet Letitia and company. Actually I was going down to meet them to buy one of the birthday boy his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around and always not happy with the gift that each chose. But in the end we got a bottle of white wine for him =) While we were pondering on what present to give, we saw this mechanical surfboard thing in the middle of Raffles City. So Stephanie said she wanted to try AND IT WAS HER BIRTHDAY AS WELL. SOOOO I went forward to ask an in-charge how do we try that thing. So that lady told us that we will need to sign up FOR A COMPETITION LOL! After some wishy washy decisions we finally got Stephanie and Yolanda to participate the competition. What's so interesting is that the competition will be held 30 minutes after they signed up hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's heat 3 of the competition. We've got Stephanie riding the mechanical surfboard. And the amazing thing is that the emcee got the entire crowd to sing her a birthday song while she was riding that surfboard! Hahaha she definitely had fun trying out that. Stephanie definitely has a good balance as she lasted for 56seconds on the surfboard haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright next up we have Yolanda on the surfboard. I can't quite remember how well she did but she definitely had lots of fun too. So the results of the competition heat 3.....STEPHANIE WAS THE WINNER!! WAHOOO!! And there was a wild card but Yolanda didn't get it but that is okay since she had fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie didn't want to turn up for the finals so being kind her she give the opportunity away to another girl. Oh well..It's ok. So after that we, Letitia, Yolanda, Stephanie, Jialin, Andrew and I, head off to Ben's house to get crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we reached his house and there was lots of people! Ben's friends and relatives were raiding his house with warmness. We entered the house making lots of noise, what we call cheers. Ben being the host allocate us a room to play mahjong hahaha. We all played the entire night and at 4.40am I cabbed home with Wei Jie, my brother's friend. I reached home and took a quick shower and slept at 5.30am. So I woke up at 9am getting ready to go Johor Bahru with Rui Heng, Wei Qing and Bao Liang (she's my Mt. Faber supervisor!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and met Rui Heng at the MRT station and we head off to our meeting place, Kranji MRT station. We reach there at 9.50am and Rui Heng asked me "oi got bring passport?" and I was like "OH YA HOR I DIDN'T THINK OF THAT". So I know I was fucked. I quickly head back home and grab my passport and off I go reaching Kranji at 11.10am. BLAH careless me. Crap man I didn't have enough sleep la. Can't think well man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. So we went in crossing Malaysia's custom at 12noon. We got on Bao Liang's brother-in-law's car and zoom! we went. We reach our destination and ate KOREAN CUISINE. I tell you, it's hell of a Korean cuisine. It was extremely good man! I still miss the taste I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our sumptuous meal, we head back to Singapore together and chatted away. After awhile I went off for work at Mt. Faber. I was so tired up there so much so that I zombified for at least 2 hours. After a tiring night I went home and I WAS VERY HAPPY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I wish that I can share my joy here but it's a little secret that I want to keep HAHAHA SUCK THAT BITCH! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:04pm&lt;br /&gt;19 March 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4828485203817299588?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4828485203817299588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4828485203817299588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4828485203817299588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4828485203817299588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo-here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-8773433207752666750</id><published>2007-03-17T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T16:24:31.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This songs are super good so please watch them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First video is Silent Jealousy by X Japan. One of their live performance super super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ii7y2gtBH3Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ii7y2gtBH3Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ii7y2gtBH3Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second video is Cassis by Gazette. Once again one of their live performance so must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ApbE4GzlRIc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ApbE4GzlRIc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ApbE4GzlRIc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-8773433207752666750?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/8773433207752666750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=8773433207752666750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8773433207752666750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/8773433207752666750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-songs-are-super-good-so-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-58781708553320339</id><published>2007-03-17T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:24:57.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My virgin shot'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time: 2:52pm&lt;br /&gt;Date: 17th March, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Location: At home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup folks! Here I am just came back and going out soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3am and woke up at 8.30am wonderful eh? Hahaha. But the lack of sleep is worth it because I had a meal with my mother and my brother out at Chong Pang. After eating I head off to Junction 8 to meet my dear buddy. As usual she's late, so I waited for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting, there is a busker right outside the MRT control station. He was blowing a huge horn. At first I was quite disturbed by those what-you-call noises. However, I take another turn and listened to his noises carefully with details. He was actually making quite a good noise I thought. It was music to my ears but after some time it horrified me once again due to the lack of creativity in his horn blowing skills. The busker just practically repeating the entire rift. There was no proper song writing in whatever he was making out. It practically sucked to the core due to that reason. But I was thinking if he were receive some proper training he would have done great with such a talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so noises were engulfed in the air, I move away from the noise and sat down waiting. After awhile she came and we went off to do something I did for the first time HAHAHA MAKE A GUESS =p. Alright so after that virgin shot was taken away she went shopping but didn't get anything. So shopping sucks and stomach growling we head to Long John Silver and she had her fill while I just sat there already had my fill hours back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO there was a stage performance of MASCOT Mr. Bean in J8 we watched for awhile until it turned boring so we head into Sembawang Music Store. We both definitely spend quite some time there because we both definitely appreciate music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we left the store and head to the arcades WAHOO (mind you it's new). We spend some money in this machine so that we can collect sweets and eat them! Woohoo! And grow some bad tooth! Woohoo! Alright hell to it so we finally head off. She went to Orchard for some makeover and I went home and Ta-da! Here I am blogging this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is 17th March, 2007. It's hell of a day. Firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU THREE! Stephanie, Cheng Long and Ben. Yea three people's birth date falls on the same day so damn cool lol. Ya and secondly, there goes my virgin shot. IT'S A EAR HOLE LOL. Something you never thought I would do eh? Well ta-da! Here I have it my ear hole cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...I'll be going down to meet Letitia and company soon. Well then, adios! Amigos. Haha bye! Oh and tune into www.fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com for more Aaronsation =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-58781708553320339?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/58781708553320339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=58781708553320339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/58781708553320339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/58781708553320339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-252pm-date-17th-march-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-4183003748168736645</id><published>2007-03-16T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:47:35.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOTIVATION with DRIVE and DETERMINATION'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and foremost, HEY PEOPLE I'M BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I stopped blogging for awhile for some personal reasons but whatever that is it doesn't matter. Many many many many things have happened during the time of my disappearance in blogging. I apologize for any inconveniences caused LOL. Ok I rock no doubts HAHA. Well since I'm back and I'm rather motivated for many things. And yes I mean it, many (uncountable) hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people...You can never imagine what happen to me during disappearance so stop guessing. It's worse than having a nightmare. It's crazy I tell you. To make a comeback like this is almost impossible. I don't even know how I do it but ya here I am TO MAKE THE DIFFERENCE RWAR! Okay time to fight war up in Mt. Faber very soon hahaha. Going up to work CYA PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT FOR MY UPCOMING POSTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-4183003748168736645?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/4183003748168736645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=4183003748168736645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4183003748168736645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/4183003748168736645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-and-foremost-hey-people-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-117065438848027085</id><published>2007-02-05T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:46:28.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back once again =D. Alright alright I FINALLY DID SOMETHING OUT OF THE BOX with my recently boring life. I WENT TO SENTOSA! I went to the beach at sentosa with the CCI people. Well it wasn't FUN fun, but it's still fun =D. THANKS TO Vernon, Arjun, Yong Xiang, Angie, Peiyan, Carolyn, Melissa, Darren, Randall, Ben, Jun Wei. This are the people that turn up for this FIRST SENTOSA TRIP OF THE YEAR LOL. Well..They can now tell the rest of the CCI saying that WE TURN UP FOR THE FIRST SENTOSA TRIP OF THE YEAR =D. Wahaha BE PROUD lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..On the saturday before the sentosa trip, some of us celebrated my buddy's birthday. We went to marina south and had steamboat as our dinner =). After which we WALKED to Suntec LOL. Actually it's not EXTREMELY LONG it's just long but with your friends around chatting away, time passes very quickly =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we arrived at Suntec and was trying to come up with a plan to do. We decided to watch a late night movie since we reached there at about 10.30pm? So we made our way to the cinemas but to avail our dear birthday girl says that there ain't any movies that seem appealing to her. We just sat around Suntec and began gossiping =p. After sometime, a sercurity guard came and told us we can't stay there. So we moved out of Suntec and went to some Hong Kong cafe to have a drink. Guess what? WE PLAYED STUPID MIND GAMES THERE LOL. My friend said that the waitress was looking at us HAHA whatever it is la I don't bother Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time past quickly and it was 2am when we decided to leave for home. We flagged two cabs and we all went home only to have 6hours of sleep for the sentosa trip the following day hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my weekend. How about yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-117065438848027085?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/117065438848027085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=117065438848027085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/117065438848027085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/117065438848027085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back-once-again-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-117000240045086154</id><published>2007-01-28T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:40:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WASSUP! Okay, I haven't updated my blog ever since I welcomed 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the coming of 2007, I have been too busy with my personal life. Sometimes so busy I do not have proper sleep for days. Everything is so fast paced and there is so many things to do. But I did have a few days time off and I just did nothing else except playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays life has been constant to me. Nothing special, nothing much, nothing new. Life seems all the same to me, it seems as though I have grew numb of my senses. When I'm suppose to be happy, I'm not that happy. When I'm suppose to be sad, I'm not that sad. When I'm suppose to be tired, I'm not that tired. It all seems so nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for playing basketball, going to work, going to school, I never go out for anything else. Yes my life is boring, nothing interesting is going on. Honestly, I think I have grew to like this kind of lifestyle. To be able to be carefree, nothing much to worry. It is quiet and reserve to have such a lifestyle actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well and again, there is nothing much interesting going on in my life currently. So this entry would not be interesting as well hahaha. Alright time for me to go study now ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-117000240045086154?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/117000240045086154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=117000240045086154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/117000240045086154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/117000240045086154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/01/wassup-okay-i-havent-updated-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116773410214568728</id><published>2007-01-02T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:35:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm late for this due to some inconvience lately, I'm still here to welcome year 2007. First things first, was 2006 a good year for you people? It was for me at least most of the time. Many thinks that I do not have a 2006 resolution but yes I do have just that I did not jot it down anywhere. It's right here in my head. One of my 2006 resolution was to do my best for whatever I am going to be posted to. Apparently, I'm very satisfied with my results. Well my other resolution was to get a part time job well I'm studying. YES I do have! Another of my resolution was to have I myself to reconcile with my good friend back then. Yes it happened I was glad. Alright those are more or less my resolutions and I'm glad that I've fufill them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now, will 2007 be a good year? Let my new year resolution be the rules and I'll judge them at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. AND AGAIN. I'd love to see myself do good for my studies again. I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;2. I WANT to help my family overcome in this time of crisis. I can do it too!&lt;br /&gt;3. I WANT to help my dear brother lessen his burden in whatever means it takes. Which it also means that I want to share this burden with him. (There's too much load on him =( )&lt;br /&gt;4. Keep the friendship flame burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got all my resolutions all listed down. THEY GOT TO BE FOLLOWED, AARON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realise, I prioritise my studies first followed by my family and then my friends. I hope you people prioritise your many many commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright people, let's give 2007 a toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116773410214568728?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116773410214568728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116773410214568728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116773410214568728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116773410214568728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-2007-although-im-late-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116679996334307832</id><published>2006-12-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:06:03.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright people I know all of you miss me and I'm back. But I didn't blog the past couple of days due to the fact that I'm lazy and somewhat busy hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok trip to Ophir wasn't as fun as I thought but HELL TO IT cause I sure learn quite a couple of things =) And so I am back almost losing my passport and handphone at the Singapore customs when I arrive back from Mt. Ophir. Yes yes I know I'm super careless, I went to take a leak and I forgot to take my handphone and passport both in a ziploc bag. CRAP but this kind soul hand it over to the police post at the customs itself. DAMN I WAS LUCKY! My van already reach Singapore Polytechnic and I remembered I left my things back at the customs! So I quickly borrowed a handphone and called back. One of the officer picked up the phone and I was relieved! It was like close to 2am at that point of time, I believe. The officer said I need to go back and collect my things before 5am or else he have to report it to a nearby police post. They cannot keep it for long. For their police post is only for the Singapore custom stuff only, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked the van driver if he is going back to Malaysia. He said yes! So I asked him to drive me back so that I can collect them and from there I went home. It's crazy man. I went to collect my things that time got one officer guide us in and two other armed soldiers with sub machine guns followed us. LOL I think we got such huge backpacks so much so that they are afraid we might take out a pistol anytime and shoot them HAHA. Alright I collect my stuff and head home. Did a little wash up, unpacked my backpack and slept at 4am. I woke up first at 12noon still wanting to sleep a little longer, I continued sleeping and woke up at about 2pm GROANING! Dammit I wasn't feeling too good so I want to sleep longer hoping that it might help getting me into a better state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I wake up is at around 7pm! CRAZY So I thought I slept for so long already time to wake up alright I climbed out of bed and drank some water. Guess what? I vomitted &gt;&lt; But after that I feel better. I slack at home doing almost nothing, one day gone hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I lazy to tell everyone what I did and things like that so...BE GONE! ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116679996334307832?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116679996334307832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116679996334307832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116679996334307832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116679996334307832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright-people-i-know-all-of-you-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116611471747776223</id><published>2006-12-15T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:45:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok dear friends..I think I shall take this time to tell all of you that I won't be really free for the next two weeks. I've got so many events going on and more events might be coming in filling up my holiday with interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright let's see my plans for my holidays. Friday will be the end of my school hence the commence of the holidays! LOL. Okay so at night I'm working at Mt. Faber to get some extra cash on hand. The next day is CCI's Social Night! Another busy and fun day, I'm sure of it. Saturday is gone and here comes Sunday, the day I'm heading off to Mt. Ophir for some mountain trekking with the SP Rovers and Louis is coming with me! So Sunday is the 17th and off I go and will come back on 20th. Don't miss me folks! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm not sure what time will I come back but heck, guess I'll be dead tired. Okay on the next day 21st, it's TFC IV! I want to join them so hopefully I'll get enough rest and ready for another two days of trekking in Macritche Reserviour! Hahahahaha. So TFC IV ends on the 22nd and I get to rest after another crazy ride in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the 23rd I have got nothing on, most likely it's gonna be a catching up day with my dear friends that will be missing me as if like ages HAHA =D. Yes and on 24th which is Christmas eve! I'll be at my cousin's house celebrating! Wow I'm looking forward to it, it will definitely turn out fun! =) Guess I won't be sleeping early but heck the next day I'll be going to a chalet with my friends whom I know in the 'colourful' basketball court. A chalet till 27th and it's the end of my current crazy holiday plans that I've been looking forward to all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I start my crazy plan! I would like to greet everyone a VERY merry christmas and a happy new year! Live life to the fullest! If this year was a tough year for you, the upcoming year will be a better one! And for those that had a fun year...You'll have more fun in the PIG YEAR!! =D so...START SENDING YOUR CHRISTMAS GREETINGS SO THAT EVERYONE CAN ENJOY THIS TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116611471747776223?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116611471747776223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116611471747776223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116611471747776223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116611471747776223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-dear-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116556797152652840</id><published>2006-12-08T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T16:52:51.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO. I'm back after so long lol. Alright, boring days the past days I didn't blog so nevermind about it. So today I went for this 5v5 basketball competition in RP (Republic Polytechnic). I have no intentions of winning it and neither do I think my team will win. And so I have a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, early morning I woke and got ready and head out to meet my friends. As I walked past the MRT station there are newspaper distribution so I went and took it. First thing I saw was...OMG CHINESE PAPERS? Gone LOL. I didn't return it instead I took it and gave my friend but he too suck in Chinese so we decided to throw it away =x. Okay so we went to Causeway Point and have our breakfast and our choice, Macdonalds. alright all of us happily head off towards RP to get trashed LOL. We reached there and everything was hectic. We don't know what to do and things like that. So we borrowed a ball and started playing with it to get the feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some admin was done, the first match begun and everyone is eyeing on them giving the pressure. Next it was us, it was hell of a screw up game and I got unlucky again. My ankle sprained. Was subbed out and watch the rest of the game. We lost =/ 4-2 LOL pathetic score I know. Alright I did some ankle rotation and I was getting heated for the second match, I could sprint! Haha. Again we just suck again...WELL we lost every match just shut up don't be such a bitch lol. Well...Everything is something like that. We all went home head hung sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH after all those matches, my ankle hurt even more. I could barely make it out of RP, considering the distance from the basketball court all the way out of the school. It's crazy I tell you you won't want to know how far it is from my point of view LOL. Stopping like every few metres I travel to rest my ankle. Totally crazy. Oh and we took a cab back and when I alight frm the cab...I HAD TO CLIMB THIS FLIGHT OF STAIRS......It is super duper long I tell you. I swear I took 10 mins from the start of the stairs till back home. My neighbour saw me limping my way back home and pitifully asked me "What's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, "I sprained my ankle." And my neighbour gave me a smile and I continued my way back home. Hahaha. That's about it I guess, crazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and readers, I have a poem to share! I composed it a few days ago hahaha. Hope you people will like it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;To forbid is wrong indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings and Queens carries such powers,&lt;br /&gt;Man servants carries their flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Warlords and Generals gain their respect,&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers are their very dear aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man of brains like Bill Gates,&lt;br /&gt;he too enjoy rebates.&lt;br /&gt;Man of intelligence like Mahatma Gandhi,&lt;br /&gt;he appears like a man of poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man are undeniably extremist.&lt;br /&gt;Golden chances arises, an opportunity to seize.&lt;br /&gt;Man are logically intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;We are but mere God's agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man needs a little faith and courage,&lt;br /&gt;so we could succeed and fear not of old age.&lt;br /&gt;Man needs a little pride and comfort,&lt;br /&gt;so we could feel good which is preffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kings and Queens made our land great,&lt;br /&gt;Man servants help them with extreme rate.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Warlords and Generals make great knights,&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers serve them with all their might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To serve is honour and glory,&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand we achieve merry.&lt;br /&gt;All in all...To forbid is wrong indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116556797152652840?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116556797152652840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116556797152652840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116556797152652840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116556797152652840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116416315434683222</id><published>2006-11-22T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:39:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember taking this "Get to know yourself better" test a few weeks back and I copied and saved in the form of Microsoft Words. Why did I do that? Because I think that it is very true indeed. Today I decided to post it up my blog and not shy about it. Those who already know my true self so be it, those who don't know I'm sure you'll know it soon enough even if you don't read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well...That's all for today folks. Skipped first lecture today going for the next later on anyhow, ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116416315434683222?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116416315434683222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116416315434683222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116416315434683222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116416315434683222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-remember-taking-this-get-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116407145012318447</id><published>2006-11-21T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:10:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been sometime since I blogged. Haha. Anyhows school started already. The boring phase of my life begins again. Now no more time for CCI again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YES I got back one of my paper for my Mid Sem Test.  I'm so satisfied with it man. I scored 79 for it =). Not that I'm proud of what but I didn't really study much either. First was 71 marks for Networking Essentials during last Monday. Now 79 =D so glad I got good score hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this is happening, I really wonder how some people just can't get good score. I think people around me know that I'm very lazy to study because studying just suck badly. I remembered forking out 2hours before the test to study it. Just for the sake of studying I spent 2hours plainly looking at presentation slides and try to understand what I am reading throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understood what I am doing and what I am reading. Even before this, in classes I make sure I pay ENOUGH attention so that at least I understand half of what the lecturer is trying to tell us. I didn't work hard but I worked smart to get my score. I am proud of it and will still continue to use this method to achieve my Diploma in two and a half years time =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then I am off and I wish everyone luck I will blog MORE frequent I swear. LOL ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116407145012318447?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116407145012318447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116407145012318447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116407145012318447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116407145012318447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-sometime-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116298839251618083</id><published>2006-11-08T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:21:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What personality some people have. I really mean PEOPLE as I know of a handful of them. These people don't know when they are hurting someone. Their words they say seem to always carry a hidden meaning. As if like their words they said carried a dagger along stabbing their listener in the heart unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say? These people definitely have social problems. But at first, these people don't seem to show those awful asserts of theirs. After getting along for some time, we'll start to notice them and will always see them like as if you are watching directly at the glaring sun. Sometimes, things goes as far as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend A: *Talks to the entire group* Guys! Want to go watch movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend B &amp; C: Sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend D just kept quiet all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now they reach the box office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend A: What show you guys want to watch? Friend D what do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend D: I never say I was going to watch. I'm going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?&lt;br /&gt;Can you accept such nonsense? At least you could tell the rest during the very time of decision. It might just be sadden but at least you put across nicely and not TELL THEM AT THE VERY END. When your friends are already excited about EVERYONE that's gonna watch a movie together. And TOGETHER we crap about the movie during and after the movie. BUT NO! Someone just have to spoil the mood and everyone ends up going home not catching the movie WE intended to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend A: *Phones Friend D* Hello! You want to go out and have lunch or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend D: Oh sorry gotta disappoint you. My mum cooked at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend A: Oh alright then. Come accompany me for lunch with Friend B too. After that we can go                   and do other things say like pool or movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend D: Oh nah I got no money either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend A: *Feeling ultra dissapointed* Okay nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Can't we have another day out laughing at something stupid? Can't we have a day out just doing nothing or anything like that? MUST we need to spend money when we go out? MUST WE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not friendship. It's more like acquaintancship now. We have been through things together and this is what I get? Was what we commited in the friendship we had last time worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't continue any further. What atrocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 Nov 2006&lt;br /&gt;8:12pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116298839251618083?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116298839251618083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116298839251618083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116298839251618083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116298839251618083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-personality-some-people-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116279199459354181</id><published>2006-11-06T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:45:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo readers! I had a great weekend! Hope you people also had a fun time over your weekends =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  this time it's CFA N-I-N-E 9 9 9 9 YAY! HAHA. That was the CFA 9 cheer! Wahahaha a bunch of joyful and fun people. Was glad I went haha. Well if not for my friend, Louis, that wanted to go this camp I wouldn't have gone lol. So I guess...THANKS LOUIS =D. For the camp that was enjoyable, THANKS FOR WHOEVER THAT WENT CRAZY LOL. Oh oh and I just found out that this bunch of crazy people just love to BITCH like any other girls too wahahahahaha. OH and Martin our big brother looks damn funny with that masking tape yea? HAHA. "My boss is my daugther". Martin did brought her cute little daugther there at the end of the camp. Can you imagine? HAHA and Martin's daugther is such a intelligent child! She was overjoyed that she's the boss HAHA she's really cute haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. During the check out for the camp, we all forgot to thank someone. PEI YAN! Why? Because she bought all of our food! She was the back stage crew for this camp man. Bet none of the participants knew it haha. So ya..THANKS PEI YAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay for that I'm out! Ciaoz. CFA N-I-N-E 9 9 9 9 YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Nov 2006&lt;br /&gt;3:37pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116279199459354181?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116279199459354181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116279199459354181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116279199459354181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116279199459354181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/11/yo-readers-i-had-great-weekend-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116123204995521745</id><published>2006-10-19T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:27:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thy name is life and death,&lt;br /&gt;thy time you receive thy breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Thou questions shall not be received,&lt;br /&gt;until the very time commence with cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His flesh thou consume,&lt;br /&gt;Thou soul would exhume.&lt;br /&gt;Black, thy colour of dark.&lt;br /&gt;Luck, thy guts of Noah's Ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forlorn is not the word for he,&lt;br /&gt;For trust and believe thou shall be.&lt;br /&gt;Joy is what thy man long for us to attain,&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow is what we only contain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man are selfish by nature,&lt;br /&gt;it is he would made us creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Thy identity shan't be revealed,&lt;br /&gt;thy time to know when thou be killed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116123204995521745?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116123204995521745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116123204995521745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116123204995521745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116123204995521745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/10/thy-name-is-life-and-death-thy-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-116032647654220787</id><published>2006-10-08T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:09:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy name Kuyi had a girlfriend name Atrina. They both led a commoner's life. They were happy with their lives this way. They were glad that they had each other through this phase of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed very quickly. One day Atrina told Kuyi that she grew to like another boy. Atrina thought it was something that her boyfriend should know. But Kuyi thought otherwise. When Atrina told Kuyi that, Kuyi was extremely shocked and speechless. He made it clear that that day they should both go home first as he just can't enjoy his day even though he was with his other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't contact for days. Throughout the days, Kuyi withstand the torment he had to undergo. The next day after Atrina told Kuyi the fact was a Monday, a school day. Kuyi went to school unwillingly and was extremely moody. So much so that if anyone would cross his path, that fellow would turn out to be the unluckiest person on earth that day. Kuyi dragged his body everywhere he go. He just went wherever his legs took him to. His mind is not with his physical self. Friends asked him what went wrong. But he simply ask them not to bother and leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day's torment, he reach home and switched on his computer and waited for time to pass playing solitaire. He was online on MSN and hordes of caring friends started asking him, "Hey friend, what's wrong with you today? You aren't yourself man." But he simply didn't reply them leaving all of his caring friends questions in their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, he didn't felt any better and the same thing happened like the previous day. He tried making himself laugh but it just didn't work. School is over and he headed home. He thought, why am I torturing myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Kuyi thought to himself 'I must get myself out of this torment'. Although knowing that he couldn't help being sad, he tried his best to leave out of the torment. Surprisingly he cracked a joke in class and people laugh at his unbeaten jokes. It was an enjoyable day for Kuyi today but he is still feeling down. At the end of school, he told his close friends what happen and telling them that it was his first time having two contridicting emotions at heart. It sure is tough to achieve what he had today. He knows he is still sad but he is glad that he is able to make himself happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow somewhat, Atrina got to know what happen to Kuyi and was extremely sorry for what she had done. She is also happy for Kuyi as she knows he is strong at heart even when Atrina is his first girlfriend. She is glad she helped Kuyi becoming stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Atrina phoned Kuyi to apologise to him and teared over the phone. Kuyi being soft-hearted forgived her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, Kuyi know that he loves Atrina even more. Not wanting to lose her at any point at that time. But Atrina just had to break up with Kuyi due to her studies. At that point when Atrina told Kuyi that, he wasn't ultra sad like before. In fact he was happy that Atrina is still happy and Atrina was glad that Kuyi is strong. They know they had made a difference in each of their lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after their break up Kuyi asked about Atrina through her best friend. Asking if she is doing good and well. But slowly they break out of contact and can never chat like before. After 2 years, Kuyi still wants to know if she is doing good. Asking Atrina himself every now and then. Even now, Kuyi still cares for Atrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-116032647654220787?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/116032647654220787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=116032647654220787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116032647654220787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/116032647654220787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/10/let-me-tell-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115980093470921212</id><published>2006-10-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:55:34.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nowadays, have the youths been over spending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is yes we have. Big companies like AIA itself are aware of such uprising issue. They do have a programme for the youths namely, Youth Saving Programme. I feel that this is such a mockery to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we youths not been educated enough? After years of education, are we ready to be extra competent in the workforce? Or is it that the education system in Singapore is just merely studying of books for the students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we youths been over spending on? Most on entertainment I can see. Why? Is it that we have the "bo chap" attitude? Or are the homeworks too little? Even if we got too much homework many still wouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think MOE can't see this point. If one enjoys the process, the more one understand. I believe we need more entertainment even in class. To have a fun class, who wouldn't want? I believe if the class is fun, the attendance will be 100% everytime. If such a thing can happen at the very start of one's first day of school in life, I believe going to school will have a whole new meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to achieve this, we have to be open. But the fact is Singaporeans are not open enough. I think the government is not ready to accept and use new concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read something like this somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear that Singaporean's Chinese is not good in the papers. But months later, I hear that Singaporean's English is not good in the papers. So what are they good at?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such things happen and the government blames it on the student for not working hard enough and puts them in more enrichment classes. Why don't they sit down and review their education system once in a whole? Did they went to each and every school personally and try and perceive what we students would feel like in classes? Why is the government involved in so many foreign affairs when they can't even get things right internally? Have they seen loopholes in their command and control?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so much things to say. So much things to be heard. But they won't be answered. Even if this are heard, I'll be prosecuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 02, Monday, 10:54pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115980093470921212?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115980093470921212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115980093470921212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115980093470921212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115980093470921212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/10/nowadays-have-youths-been-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115876508999614470</id><published>2006-09-20T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:11:30.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, this is mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm such an asshole for doing this, but since i was updating his blogskin, i thought i would share privelleged information with you guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron is a celebrity. i totally didn't know until i saw this picture. AARON HAS A THIRD BROTHER WHO LIVES IN PHREAKING SWEDEN! XD everyone, meet Amit. HAHAHAAH&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3625/1120/1600/untitled35a.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3625/1120/200/untitled35a.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron will never trust me again, i'm sure of it, and if you see that this entry has been deleted, we're probably not friends anymore and he probably hates me. =D DON'T THEY LOOK ALIKE?!?! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is mark. REMEMBER THAT NAME so you can make him angry all over again.  hahah aaron's so going to kill me. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115876508999614470?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115876508999614470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115876508999614470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115876508999614470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115876508999614470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-this-is-mark_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115857260084511046</id><published>2006-09-18T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:52:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atone for your sins,&lt;br /&gt;Passion for your kins.&lt;br /&gt;Grace through pain,&lt;br /&gt;Control you've gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart that's clawed,&lt;br /&gt;Your friends applaud.&lt;br /&gt;Lead by example,&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing is ample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call for unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Just being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Colours to show,&lt;br /&gt;Understanding low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115857260084511046?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115857260084511046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115857260084511046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115857260084511046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115857260084511046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/09/atone-for-your-sins-passion-for-your_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115799507001267903</id><published>2006-09-12T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:17:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. I'm late for blogging again. Haha. Bad news for me first thing in this entry. My knee is hurting once more. It aren't sound anything good. Damn! What a lousy injury I have. I got no idea what cause my injury in the kneecap back then. Guess it's just overstraining of my knees. Even if so, wow that's a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Becoming very lazy lately. Reminds me of myself when I still had the craze over games. Just too lazy to do anything else then sit infront of the com and click the mouse away and keying keys on the keyboard that are assigned to special commands. Those days was really a waste of time. Oh well, I've stopped. Still, it brings back bad memories. Real bad ones. But it was fun interacting with people of different countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, looks like it's time to sleep. Good night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 12th, Tuesday. 1:05AM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115799507001267903?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115799507001267903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115799507001267903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115799507001267903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115799507001267903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/09/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115695309989130503</id><published>2006-08-30T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:24:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why the blogger critics? Is it so cool to critisize someone else's way of writing down their feelings on a "online diary"? Does it make them happy to be able to write better than them and discriminate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think no matter how you write them as long as it can be understood. It deserves to be there. Blogging is just another way to uncap and pour out the bottle of feelings. Blogging is just another way to tell a message to others. So what's so good if you can write better than the rest? Go be a bookwriter if you are that fantastic. So what bad can it do if you can't write as good? Be a failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the most important thing about a blog entry is the contents. I also believe that being able to empty out that heart filled with feelings is the most important. At least the readers know that this person is feeling good about himself/herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 31, 4:20pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115695309989130503?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115695309989130503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115695309989130503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115695309989130503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115695309989130503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-blogger-critics-is-it-so-cool-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115669024623339052</id><published>2006-08-28T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:50:46.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, people are chasing me for blog entries already. So here I am. I must say, it had been a crazy time for me this few days. Pushing myself over the limits haha. Good good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I must say this. I ran &lt;em&gt;army half marathon &lt;/em&gt;which is a 21km run. *Wipes sweat. I made it! But I practically walked 3 to 4km of the journey. But nevertheless! I still completed the race with pride. When I finish running, I thought. AARON you are such an idiot, fancy going for a 21km run without training and at the time like this? 5.30am start running? Are you nuts Aaron? You are just completely lunatic. Moreover you didn't have enough sleep you fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, who cares? You are a finisher dude. BEAT THAT. Okay I'm so proud of myself even though I didn't have the dammit drive and determination to run all the way. But nevermind, I'm going to do better the next time round. Aaron! You can do it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before the start of the run. I was with my brother waiting for the midnight bus to arrive and bring us to the starting point but the last bus is gone. At that point of time, there was another lady waiting for the bus as well. But her instincts tell her it ain't coming so she hopped on a cab by HERSELF. And I thought, she should know that we are heading to the same destination as well why didn't she asked us if we want to hop on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are Singaporeans that selfish? Are Singaporeans that anti-social? My brother said, "nevermind la, if it were me I also wouldn't have asked." He then asked me, "would you ask if it were you?" I said "YA." Haha and my brother tell me that I shouldn't be in Singapore then. Maybe you should be Melbourne or something. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115669024623339052?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115669024623339052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115669024623339052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115669024623339052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115669024623339052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-alright-people-are-chasing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115600158320696345</id><published>2006-08-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:11:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This entry is dedicated to the one and only man that played a BIG role in my life, Justin Koh my elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise how much I love my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why out of a sudden? Because today. I read your blog. Your old posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me now, he is the most successful man. He puts ownership in whatever he does. When I was still young, he brought me out to play. But wait, all of you might think. Play? Spend loads of money in the arcade? Spend loads of money in the LAN shop? You are wrong. He took me out with his friend's companion along. He knew I enjoyed the time I had out with him. I even remember that I would ask him to take me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took care of me with great responsiblilty. He made sure I wasn't lead astray. He indirectly made rules and that I would be afraid of him when I did something wrong. He would punish me mentally and not physically. There were times when I started argue back at him. But he never once did continue the arguement. Instead, he made clear what he was intending to do. He was very patient with me. Taking each step slow and steady. Making sure that I would feel loved even when I hated him for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back. He must be disappointed when I had to be stubborn and argue. But still he didn't gave up hope on me. He wants me to be on the right track. He wants me to be an upright person. He wants me to be even better then him. He wants me to walk on the right track. He wants me to be responsible. He wants the best out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is one man that I thank you for putting in so much patience in me. Despite my stubborn character, you showed your brotherly love to me. Trying your best to nurture me into the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man did his very best in everything even things that a normal son don't even have to do yet. He did things out of his concern. He did things that touch many's lives. He is one special man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting from my friend,&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is like an unpolished gem awaiting to shine like the diamonds and polished gems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my brother is one that played an important role to be the one to polish this little gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my brother have done to me can't be compared to anything. It can't be bought with just money. It takes time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took my brother's time and effort and I should not waste his time and effort. I will use this as a motivation to anything that I do. Should I fail. I will try again with double the effort. Until I succeed. Until I lose all my energy. Until time forbids me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, remember that day you told me you got two dears in your life? I felt like saying that yes I love you too. Now I should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother. I love you no matter what. For the brotherhood, for the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 20, 11:50am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115600158320696345?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115600158320696345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115600158320696345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115600158320696345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115600158320696345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-entry-is-dedicated-to-one-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115579313416837075</id><published>2006-08-17T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:38:54.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO BORED AND TIED DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what? NOTHING. Maybe after this entry I'd go out and all would turn out fine again. I guess I just need more interaction. That would get me going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this are just a sudden act of WRATH. Feel like I could do anything but I'm just plain lazy. Feel like screaming my lungs out for no reason. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do, wondering if it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 17, 1:37pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115579313416837075?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115579313416837075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115579313416837075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115579313416837075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115579313416837075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-bored-and-tied-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115566380011162289</id><published>2006-08-16T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:43:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOORRRRRRRRRRINNNNNNNNG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's crap. But to think again, why haven't I made my day more interesting? Maybe I already have but due to some unforeseen circumstances. I'm totally shaken. Ooo but seems like I'm wrong at my own judgement. I don't know and I don't even know what am I trying to say here. It's complicated. If any of you readers understand, damn can I know you better. LOL for I can't even understand myself here HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN is it, it again? It's been awhile. Please I don't want to face it again. It just suck totally. GOSH SHOO. Blah. Nothing's up people ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115566380011162289?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115566380011162289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115566380011162289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115566380011162289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115566380011162289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/booorrrrrrrrrrinnnnnnnng.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115548922918746625</id><published>2006-08-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:29:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO! Okay was busy the past few days so didn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I WON MONEY IN MAHJONG TODAY WOOHOO. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat that. I was the sole winner. Everyone lost a little and adding up to my $8.70 win =D. Oh and my mum was playing at first then I took over during 1/4 of the game. She lost a bit. BUT I WIN BACK MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay enough of mahjong. Hmm, I WANT TO GO RUNNING! SOMEONE PLEASE CALL ME IF YOU ARE GONNA GO RUNNING hahahaha. I need some personal upgrading and self-discipline haha. I want "Keeping fit" to be part of my daily routine, since poly is rather slack. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm today was almost a disaster for me. But my DEAR DEAR BUDDY CHEERED ME UP. The shoutout below is for you. And yes I love my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! Louis, I met him today =) Met him go cut hair then eat branch (Breakfast-lunch, in between. OUR LANGUAGE LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;Okay he is still fat. LOL I doubt he knows my blog webby oh well not fun. SOMEONE GO TELL HIM THAT I SAY HE FAT. LOL. Oh and was suppose to met Fulin as well. BUT someone just have to sleep late last night. HAHA RWAR but oh well, it's his lost he couldn't hang out with this cool guy here. WAHAHA. Okay okay, it's late. I shall sleep already! Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the bed-bugs not be with you!&lt;br /&gt;August 14, 1:25am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buddy! Thank you for what you have done for me today. Like always, I'd be EXTREMELY GRATEFUL hahaha. Why? Cause you are my BUDDY! WOOHOOO! Okay and ya *HUGGIES* Bestest buddy ever. Bestest friend ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115548922918746625?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115548922918746625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115548922918746625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115548922918746625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115548922918746625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/boo-okay-was-busy-past-few-days-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27323870.post-115514292641350772</id><published>2006-08-10T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:02:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay people. I made it a point that I should try and blog everyday. That would do good in my self-discipline =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, WOW. I met this other person that is ALMOST SIMILAR to ME. Putting aside the favourite *AHEM* colours. Sheesh. Should I say freaky? Lol nah. It's a blessing to know someone almost like ourself. It's fun talking to you too =). You should know who I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, DAMMIT. Why am I feeling so moody like this couple of days? Lol. Bad bad bad. Someone save me. ARGH! Blah, I should start doing something useful for myself tomorrow =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to sleep. Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 10, 12:58am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27323870-115514292641350772?l=fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/feeds/115514292641350772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27323870&amp;postID=115514292641350772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115514292641350772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27323870/posts/default/115514292641350772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fenthraxian-legion.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-people_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04744360038107592517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
