<?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-9262680</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:48:25.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlow Pee Perld!~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-113786187838224597</id><published>2006-01-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:44:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of The OJJ</title><content type='html'>Yoz! Its been a long time since I stepped into this place, my very own place....feels good to be here again, just wanted to say ARLOW PEE PERLD!!!!! wahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BACK!!! WOOT!!! After some jackass ages, I have been through alot of challenges and obstacles. Well, glad to say i manage to survive most of them. You might ask what had I been doing during a few months of my disappearance, it's the NS and training and other shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I came back here and started to write about things I have no idea what I'm tpying, maybe it's an urge to annouce, an urge to speak out how am I doing now. (actually I have no intentions to tell my stories of past few months..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week and the streets will be painted RED in colour, of course Chinese New Year. I wish everyone, especially my family and friends a Smooth and Happy Year~~~. To my family, a healthy and weathly year. To my friends and buddies from NS, an enjoyable and thrilling yet safe year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't eat too much during the festival or you won't pass ur fitness test when you report back to ur camp...hahaha (this is to my NS buddies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....for now I shall end my words for the time benig....I'm not sure when will be the next time I stop by here, but rest assure that I will be beck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year and More HONG BAO!$!$!$!$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$ign off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunBerG, A-CPL-GOING-TO-BE-A-SGT-SOON-IF-THINGS-GO-SMOOTHLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-113786187838224597?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/113786187838224597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=113786187838224597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/113786187838224597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/113786187838224597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2006/01/return-of-ojj.html' title='Return of The OJJ'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-112075144938711035</id><published>2005-07-07T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:50:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tekong! Here I COME!!</title><content type='html'>Wah lan....suddenly, really sibeh suddenly, I am goin to tekong tml...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg pack mi things liaoz....and will not be back till weeks and weeks later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....u guys (esp suckas..) better take care of urselves while I go in and find mi buddies *WOOT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off,&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back-JunBerG-Goin-to-be-Garang-Kia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-112075144938711035?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/112075144938711035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=112075144938711035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/112075144938711035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/112075144938711035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/07/tekong-here-i-come.html' title='Tekong! Here I COME!!'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-112057703989952787</id><published>2005-07-06T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:23:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog, u all tink i die liao ah?</title><content type='html'>"Summer has gone, leaving redish brown leaves behind as It bid goodbye and welcome Autumn with hands of cooling wind..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh....cut the crap...after so long being in isolation/desolation from the virtual world, I have finally decided to return here....this very own place...the place where i can crap without interruption...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time I left here was my buddy and mine birthday...soon he left...serving the country and will not be back till 2 yr later. One by one, all my buddies left me for tekong...for I have not confirm of mi PES status (damn it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone, mi frend ask mi go work with him...I blinked my eyes and realised I have been working for two months liao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am still working...don ask me where I work or wad I work as or wad I work for...hmm maybe I can tell u wad I work for....and ITS MONEY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO MERRY GO ROUND (remember it well u suckas..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until I get my latest enlistment date, I will work and serve the society first b4 the country hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I need to sign off to makan liao....take care till I see ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-112057703989952787?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/112057703989952787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=112057703989952787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/112057703989952787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/112057703989952787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/07/long-time-no-blog-u-all-tink-i-die.html' title='Long time no blog, u all tink i die liao ah?'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-111735963078774389</id><published>2005-05-29T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:40:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Milestone</title><content type='html'>Today is a very special day, another milestone had passed.   Woah! time sure flies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to wish JX a.k.a Jian "The Big Show" Xiong a very Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&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/9262680-111735963078774389?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/111735963078774389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=111735963078774389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111735963078774389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111735963078774389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/05/20th-milestone.html' title='20th Milestone'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-111591474810146901</id><published>2005-05-13T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:27:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 12th</title><content type='html'>Today is the day where everythings reveals and concludes, my past and my what my future lies ahead of me. It is the day where I will go for Cardiopulmonary checkup, in layman lang - a heart checkup. Not at one by 2 different Hospitals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Junji or Junjie?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzling at Alexandra Hos. Most patients there are around my age... haha must be the kerna from the CMPB checkup. The nurse suddenly called out my name "Mr Ong Jun Ji...." wah lan eh... my name so hard to pronouce meh? I know there's problem with my Malay and Indian and they kept saying Junji (erm...not being racist ah)...but this nurse is a freakin Chinese!!! WTF, the whole room looked at me as if I was a freak...I bet they were thinking who the fuck gave this name to me... coz it sounds freakin too cool to hear!...wahahaha!!! okok cold liao cold liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agu name JUNJIE, if you guys cant pronounce it, please stand behind the yellow line, Hardap berdiri de-blankang garisan kuni. No no...what i mean is just call me JunBerG or JJ...or JiaoJiao...a nick I got it from chalet -___-! (nabuay sibeh freezing liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, 3 young female loctors came in, seems like looking for one doctor...lol they look arnd 20-22 nia...then got one look like Lin Jia Xin but shorter version. Her shoulder length hair was tied to a ponytail, and wears a black specs : ) so Kawaii~~&lt;br /&gt;She look just like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img54.echo.cx/img54/5024/460yq.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img54.echo.cx/img54/4023/doc15kk.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor in 50s finally come out and finally, he was the one who correctly say my name!!!....woot went in with him happily ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2 Guys, 3 Girls and 1 Treadmill]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in...first thing i saw....was a treadmill! CAN PLAY JACKASS!!! BUT WAIT!!! Something else caught my eyes!! The 3 girl loctor are in the room!!! wahahahaha shiok tio!! Eh?! why my attention went to treadmill first b4 goin to the 3 probation doctors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok lie down on the bed..." I lay down and the guy doctor asked sorts of questions as he unrolled my shirt and listen to the heart beat...then he ask me to stand up.. pull up my shirt and listen again... wtf... the girl loctors still in this room, chatting away...knn...wanna see my sleek and lean body say lah...don need to act one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor then speak wif the 3 girl...use very cheem term in thier conversation... agu catch no balls...then the doctor said something which i understand and something which made me drop my jaw... he tell the 3 girls to examine my heartbeat!!! WAH LAN!! MAI ARH NEY LAH!!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stunned for 3 secs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came back...the first girl..who looks like Lin Jia Xin stepped forward and pulled my shirt....and touched my heart..........wif her stethoscope -_-! .. My heart was racing faster than any racer in Formula One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was listening to my heartbeat... I notice her name tag.. Ha her name is Ong XXX XXXX. haha same surname!!! I also notice her two reddish pimples on her forehead... As I looked in her eyes, she showed a serious and a keen learning attitude...I was amazed and stunned... for another 5 secs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the next girl came to examine, wah lan... sibeh paiseh leh... one guy have to let 1 guy and 3 girls to check...how would you feel if that guy is you? I try to look calm but my face veri hot liaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 doctors tok again, discuss my symtomes as don noe simi sai..sound quite serious...of coz lah!! Nin Nabeh how can a person produce a normal heartbeat when there's 3 girls examining you!! Buay tahan ..I have nvr been so shy b4 in my whole goin-to-be-20 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Zhor Bo Lan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the embaressing examination, the nurse at the counter told me to come another day for the scanning of heart...coz too many peeeperld.. knn ...Just Like CMPB...fucktup administration...lan lan...i left the Hospital. Not knowing that there's 4 more hours b4 my next appointment at NUH....sian to the max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin to do, went to mac-donalds to read Harry Potter - The Philisopher's Stone whiling enjoying tea ^^ ... relacking sial~&lt;br /&gt;Read until as if i was at the castle sweeping the floor wif a flying broomsticks =_=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Treadmill]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached NUH at 1pm....waited at the Military Medicine Institution for 2nd appointment...which is to run on treadmill while they monitor your heart beat...this building got special operating lifts...just like Shenton House building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued to read Harry Potter as i waited...continuing my own whole of fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Medical Officer came....I changed into my PT attire.... but later he asked to take off the shirt as he paste the sticker onto my body...wah lan machiam i like some mutant... wahaha reminds me of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!! The Medical officer who attended my sibeh friendly, chat almost everyting under the sun while i was jeogin on the treadmill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio was quite loud...haha one of the officer even sing out loud, wahahaha the whole place like K-Box sial wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jeog finally ended... quite fast... 10mins nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor examine the report and say everything is fine...I relack alot ..hahah I relieve abit .............at the toilet...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired while trying to recall the whole day....well..i go watch mi anime liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-111591474810146901?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/111591474810146901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=111591474810146901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111591474810146901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111591474810146901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-12th.html' title='May 12th'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-111582461977043748</id><published>2005-05-12T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:16:59.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Outing</title><content type='html'>Arlow Peeperld, Emoperld and PeePear!!~ Finally... after much awaited time (due to delay of photos) ...I will reveal/disclose all the outings, gatherings as well as sessions (if u know wad i mean :P ) to all my friends, buddies and more peeperlds... hope these memories we made will last in our heart forever : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any further a-do... let's recap what happen at Sentosa outing last last Sunday (Labour Day) ....[flash-back]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Labour Day aka Sentosa Outing Day --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah nin na....ok ok so its labour day.... picked the wrong day to go as it seemed half the population of singapore is going to the same destination as us -__- .. sian 1/100 . The moment I stepped into the Mrt, saw almost everyone in their beach wear, even grandmade and grandparder .. i'm sure u can str8 away guess where they are heading to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived, went to hawker eat b4 heading there... suddenly thought of buying bitch volleyball, went to a shop selling beach wear, woot! surprised to see 2 chio and sporty bu. However 5 guys totally ignored the two kawaii promoter when offered help, i tink they too shy to ask the girls (eh...i was in the group!! :x ) . Waited for boss to make decision, Mr Collin. In the end bought one @ 40 bucks. Regreted buying the moment we stepped out of the shop...Hai~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to the island, encountered some miss-communication wif singnet sim, waited for him to come. Suddenly, saw a guy in jeans from far...wearing shoes to sentosa beach, he came. Finally... 10 peeperld have come together, namely (in aphabetic order), alex, collin, desmond tan/sim, gabin, hanny, jits, junberg, shihui and Sumathi. (PS: all the while i was damn eager to type Sumundala...coz it sound cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah kao..4 para parasukra still haven go into main plot...chao...okok er..so..."Tuo Diao Tuo DIao!!" we took off our clothes and crash the waves...but wait!! b4 that we applied banana boat oil.. always remember to apply b4 goin anywhere under the sun. Banana Boat...Your Best Choice for the Sun-Tanking Lotion. Avrilable in all 7-11 and departmental stores. Consult loctor if allergic appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chapter 1 : Lets get the Party Started]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiok sial.. played volleyball...10 peeperld.....that means.. 5 ON 5!!! CHAIRLEARN!!!! wahahahaah!! played like fucking newbies, sibeh laukui, lausai, lau di kor. the ball hit to them nvr come back, nabeh see liao damn embarrassing man. Fortunately, we are sporting peeperlds, continued to play and eventually there was some momentum going on... and lets review the best moments during this intensive volleyball action...lets take a look at our VCR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[2005 DCNT Volleyball Awards]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets annouce the winner in each category&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Best Reaction Player&lt;/span&gt; : Gavin Teo Tao Bieo, Teo Buay Bieo, Buay Sai, Lit Wee and Toto, erm only one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Best Humour Award&lt;/span&gt; : Sumathi aka Sumundala for saying "wait! i got the ball! Opps!" and "Okie! I'm gonna get it! Opps" and "Opps I did it again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Best Team Spirit&lt;/span&gt; : Collin Yeos, Desmond tan and Jit ki small umbrella. Great communication between the Trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Best Ball Picker&lt;/span&gt; : JunBerG, for diving into sea to fetch balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Here are some special awards for the following....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Weakest link Award&lt;/span&gt; : Alex, always hitting the ball outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;White-est skin Award&lt;/span&gt; : Hanny the korean guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Most Daring Player&lt;/span&gt; : Desmond Sim aka Singnet Sim, the only player who dares to wear swimming trunks while others in shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Caught Red Handed Player&lt;/span&gt; : JunBerG for the only player wif red and swollen hands...nao hia eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will now annouce the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MVP award&lt;/span&gt;, and it goes to....none other than &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LIAN SHI HUI&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chapter 2 : Beck to Normal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was good, the seawater is warm at the shore and cool when we went further out.. swim alot alot. swam from one side to another side.. shiok sial~ Meet some stupid white kids on the yellow platform, knn refused to let us go up... jits wanna go up oso kerna pull hair wahahahaah!! all running out of strength liao... no choice but to swim back to shore... fucking foreigners...fuck off from singapore, this is Singapore, and that yellow platform belongs to Singaporeans... nao hia eh... they tink america has take control of the world? tink carefully white kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue to swim...came across the bridge... jits the tiko kia was waiting for some up-skirt views... wahaha only to kerna sand and dirt dropped from them wahahah!! decided to swim back to the yellow platform again, and this time is a long and tiring journey... i hid a water bottle in mi shorts, thinking it will help mi to float abit... in case i kerna leg cramp...the worst situation u can be in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot! climbed to the quite empty platform... wahaha the yellow thingy was shaking violently and jits and desy sim was trying to get up... then suddenly jits decided to try diving from the spot... woot! nice one... suddenly the next idiot wanted to try....KERNA!!! PIAK!!! wahahah chest red red.... Desy Sim even slipped when diving wahahaha!!! One by one all try all kerna....except for the smart one or humjit kia...who kept laughing and rolling on the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Qns : who is the smart and humjit one.... izzit A. Collin B. Des Tan C. Hanny D. JunJie sms the answer and send to 723888)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chapter 3: Endless Rain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we were at the platform...raindrops starts to fall... decided to head back, and once again One by One dive into the sea....onli to hear their screams when they float upwards...soon the rain starts to get heavier. Shihui and Sumundala already went home, much to our surprise... as they left without saying...i mean they onli inform hanny and gabin... unable to plead goodbyes to them .. . alright went to change and bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chapter 4 : Full Monty]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the changing room, shocked at first sight wahahaha, some how i had returned to the olden days... where there were open air showers.... saw lots of snakes and dinosaurs in the bushy jungle. no time to waste...we queued up for the open air showers too :shy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally when its about to be mi turn, one indian father holding his naked small son...asked mi of i don mind letting him go first....of coz i dont.... took a while....then when he was about to leave, mother fuck, i dinch noe this father got 3 sons.... knn kerna trick... even the small boy behind mi oso want to jump queue...but luckily his father let mi first.....he heng he let mi arboh his son sure appear on next day newspaper....bloody kiasu singaporeans...rushing and jumping queues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end became the last one to go out...and saw somthing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chapter 5 : NPNT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some peektures (Warning: the following content portrays gore and violence, unsuitable for the weak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond Tan trying on hanny's shade and trying to act....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img228.echo.cx/img228/588/destan2fi.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desy Sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img196.echo.cx/img196/1052/sim1ju.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin Yeo Yeo Yeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img196.echo.cx/img196/8214/collin4zc.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunBerG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img223.echo.cx/img223/1515/jun6xe.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyz in White....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img223.echo.cx/img223/7217/group13kz.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DCNT BoyBand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img223.echo.cx/img223/8413/group27uy.jpg" width="473" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- The above content are proudly brought to you with courtesy of Gavin's HP ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some intensive photo taking session, the rain gradually stops. Saw a long queue heading back to Singapore, decide to walk along the bridge back... all sibeh hungry, lunkily collin sponsor us with some of these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ayambrand.com.hk/images/hk-chilli%20tuna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fairprice.com.sg/Images/Products/444034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot eating these after some exercise really mades my day after all... but we were heading to subway to jiak loti again   -_-!!!  ...lol first time try....not bad after all... healthy meal after healthy exercise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fun comes to an end....a trip to Sentosa ended with lots of fun memories, hopefully theres a next time hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-111582461977043748?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/111582461977043748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=111582461977043748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111582461977043748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111582461977043748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/05/sentosa-outing.html' title='Sentosa Outing'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-111487555998070716</id><published>2005-04-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:39:19.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet and Dry Swimming Week</title><content type='html'>Finally got to swim after much rest, mostly due to lazyness and exams... now we have adopted two exercise for the time being, dry swimming and wet swimming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the different between those two is that one requires 4 peeperld, one table and fucking lots of white tiles made of ivory or wadever shit it is (don give a fuck). the other one just need lots of water and some sunny weather...and some HOT SUNNY GUYS with tanned looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff of introduction to the two sports, i will now resume back to where i got off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the "swimming" lesson at Yio Chu Kang swimmming complex....the only complex which still show Jocyeln Yeo's Muscular Body....astounding look...found lots of gays in the deep pool....fucking hell they are wearing tight and eye catching color triangle trunks...sibeh er xin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev said he wanna chiong 50 laps... nabeh "chui gong lampa song" nia (mouth say lampa shiok) in the end onli swam 20... went to the mid-pool and were surprised to see lots of bikinis... woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went for dry swimming....at gavin's house... and again we were paiseh to be at his house as his family hospitality skillz nvr fails to make us feel ashamed...so much so that to repay thier kindness, we had to lose to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaizuma suddenly came to gavin's house to hav her laptop fixed...surprising to see her after some years back.. our helpful IT guy Rev aka LimLaoBei volunteered to help her... hmm are we smelling something in here? BO CO LENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Following day - rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Following day, we travelled to Jurong East to crush the waves...&lt;br /&gt;its was a fucking sweaty, humit day... we were sweaty like fat fucks....&lt;br /&gt;did another 20laps there... the deep pool felt like sauna... izzit becoz we used BANANA BOAT' oil? BO CO LENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jit and Destan was full of energy...chionging like energiser battery...knn makes mi wonder wad motivate them to the max...izzit beocz they are attached? BO CO LENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sidetrack...junberg's heroics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swimming ...decided to meet a frend whom i nvr seen since 3 years ago... at OUB centre.. haha... was surprise and happy to that frend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: special thanks to Rev and Jit for accompany the timid and hum ji boy to JE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the main...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after much dry and wet swimming... we have became tan and shiny like bronze... woot!!&lt;br /&gt;is these all efforts just a prelude or a setup to the Sentosa Adventure? BO CO LENG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well stay tune for more as I and my Buddies from DCNT gonna head for the juorney tml (Sunday morning)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-111487555998070716?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/111487555998070716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=111487555998070716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111487555998070716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111487555998070716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/04/wet-and-dry-swimming-week.html' title='Wet and Dry Swimming Week'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-111392176240290432</id><published>2005-04-19T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:42:42.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relacking Days</title><content type='html'>Finally, WE have graduated wif a diploma, Finally our days of studying have come to a halt temporarily, Finally WE can have all the fun WE want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha, after our final exams....our next aim is to play MAHJONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong in the morning, afternoon, night, all day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PONG, EAT, GARNG, Hor Gao Gar and Super Gar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pong Pong Hu, Ping Hu, One Colour, Half Colour, Tah Si Xi, Ta San Yuan, 7 Pairs, 13-odds and not forgeting our favourite CHICKEN Hu in the nick of desperation mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong is Fun....So do you, you one sick gambit.... don make me make one "MAN Tai"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-111392176240290432?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/111392176240290432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=111392176240290432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111392176240290432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/111392176240290432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/04/relacking-days.html' title='Relacking Days'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110917061272804071</id><published>2005-02-24T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:56:52.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SideQuest : The Future b4 The Present</title><content type='html'>Let's us fast forward, skipping the whole series of CNY and CNY aftermath. Ha I will backtrack when i gotch the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where I exprienced the highest and the lowest point in my life. Fuck it, its not like i'm going to die, but maybe someday like 50 years later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad the hell am i toking about? Add-chilli I'm here just to update my blog, telling the readers that I'm still kicking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110917061272804071?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110917061272804071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110917061272804071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110917061272804071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110917061272804071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/02/sidequest-future-b4-present.html' title='SideQuest : The Future b4 The Present'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110800473127615713</id><published>2005-02-10T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:18:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to CNY (Part 3 : The Last of Minute)</title><content type='html'>Woot... after much anticipation from the second sequence of CNY Chronicles, I have began to continue this long journey, this journey of completing the series...In between this period of time, I was actually not feeling well -_-! due to sore throat...and futhermore it (sore throat) is not due to the goodies but the stupid hot tako yaki which burnt my throat -_-!... I hope I have not make you readers (actually friends only) wait in much anixety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. lets beck track to Saturday (b4 CNY)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after friday's queensway last min buying, we decided that we go orchard the next day as some of us haven't bought what they wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm: wake up =_=Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go irc chit chat, talk talk then say go orchard later at 4pm.. suddenly everyone so sexy pom pi pi. Collin, Jit, Alex, Jun, Qun, Des head to town~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet at Hereen's Action City.. wahaha jit change hair style sial~.. so funk-chi (funky) woot~ then collin wanna act hip-hop, wear pants until want to drop wahaha... act-chilli the pants is his father's , too big nvr put belt.. Orbee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;[Mission 1 : Saving Private's Pa(r/n)ts]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parameters : Prevent someone's pants from dropping, revealing his private parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai~ becoz someone's pants dropping, all decided to go help *him* find belt. Walk around the Annex, went thru alot of belts, test alot of belts... in the end still haven't got one. Walk around the whole Hereen, shun bian look for shirts oso, still cant find. Seems like everyone un-willing to spend money at the first stop, all like thinking Far-east would be cheaper and more variety..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although someone nvr buy belt, the kind-hearted jit lend him his belt.&lt;br /&gt;[Mission 1 : Completed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;[Mission 2 : Chicken Rice War]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parameters : Cannot eat other types of rice, only Chicken Allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Side Mission&lt;/span&gt;: After we left hereen, we saw two very tall tourists at the opposite traffic light. Woot... everyone seem to be staring at the tall indians, nabeh some even took pictures behind him. one girl even step up and chit chat with him, compare her hand and his.. wahaha great difference. Even the americans stun infront of him. WAHAHA OWNED~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Lucky Plaza, Collin intro us chicken rice beside NextByte. Nice chicken, nice chili, too little rice. 3.50. plus drinks = 4.50. jit nvr eat. other eat. full. left for far-east&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Mission : Spotted Steven Lim at Tangs... grossed by his fucking looks and behavoir.. damn sial suay .. throw singaporean face nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mission 2 : Completed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mission 3 : Chiong AH!]&lt;br /&gt;Parameters : Buy Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow walk, anyhow see, anyhow sial. I oso don noe wad i toking.. Saw some celebrities.. one was a fat guy who got fired becoz he said white panties on the national radio. Wahahaha!! saw alot of Ah-Lians in sassy outfit, some eurasians in ultra short shirts... woot!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop at NWO, jit and Qun wanna get t-shirt. Each of them got a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; t-shirt!!! First time in 3 year I got to see Qun in Pink, wad a rare sight~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: add-chilli i oso no pink XD .. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvr saw wad i wanted ... left for Junction 8..only left collin, jun and qun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mission : Failed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mission 4 : Final Attack]&lt;br /&gt;Parameters : just fucking BUY BUY BUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ZhiLong along the way, haha coincidence sial. Qun went to buy Malboro for his laopeh... shun bian steal a stick ownself quiet quiet smoke at one corner b4 lookin for us wahaha j/k.. stopped at the 77th streets.. anyhow pick anyhow test... even the shop assistant lent the store as fitting room to me... wahaha ... in the end bought one shirt one t-shirt.. abit regret... but at least mission succeeded!!! WOOHOO~~ can go home liao ... but but collin havent buy his shoes...haha nabeh i tot can go home liao.. we walk around again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked we bought:&lt;br /&gt;socks, tako yaki, pork satay (AH Ha!! Malay Kerna!!) , orange juices. boxers shorts...wahahah take out then anyhow put back..luckily got buy...if not sure kerna scolded by those assistants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit down one corner eat tako yaki.... nabeh burnt tio the back of my throat... which later evolve into sore throat...ccb.. knn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Home with a burnt hole in my wallet $$~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Completed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110800473127615713?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110800473127615713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110800473127615713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110800473127615713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110800473127615713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/02/prelude-to-cny-part-3-last-of-minute.html' title='Prelude to CNY (Part 3 : The Last of Minute)'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110762885748593396</id><published>2005-02-06T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T16:39:33.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to Chinese New Year (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Phew... after much struggling in studies, finally got time to continue this chronics. In the previous sequence I mention about my hair cut which sucks, well it still does now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets skip that shiat... well chinese new year is coming... the year of "chicken" (slang). Without much anticipation for the coming festival due to many reasons (refer to previous prelude) , I haven't bought any new year clothes. Well, as a result, I had to do last minute shopping... this is how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for morning lesson..afterwhich did lab assignment until 5 pm... in the end still need to redo.. FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!! DAMN FUCKING PISSED OFF.... implented most of the stuffs and just when we did a restart...the whole fucking system cannot run properly... fuck network security, FUCK active directory, FUCK domain-controller and FUCK this assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cool down....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well THIS IS LIFE, and life sucks...so its normal for shits to happen...it happen to everyone, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for collin until 6pm before we can proceed to Queensway S.C to get some clothes. Went to Ikea for some Hot Dogs to fill our hungwee for a while... tasty sauce esp the mustard....woot i like squeezing the sauce as if its squeezing out the milk from the nipp...i mean the ...ya... thats it... you already know...i wont go into it :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter the S.C saw the soccer advertisment, wahaha F50+ ...nice painting thou. headed for 2nd floor, walk around the perimeter, stopped at a food stall.. Collin, Jits, Alex, Qx bought tea-leafs eggs, which desy bought corn. The egg is damn hot, good for treating bruise and Or-chey (blue-black).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk, suddenly splited up into small groups, Me and collin were separated from them. T_T ...anyhow walk.. nvr saw any nice clothes... suddenly met Jits, Qx, and alex...nabeh jits and alex already bought one shirt each liao... so fast.. we combine and shop together.. went to a china shop ...wahaha all china brand one.. the design oso veri china~ haha but ok lah.. collin bought two at one go, alex bought one for his father wahaha... do you get it? I bought one too but from the oppo shop.. just at this time, gabin and desy came.. wahah reniuon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk around the whole area, then head back to first floor after discovered that 3rd floor got nothin... Qx bought a Bar-code T-shirt...haha nice...wonder the alarm will sound if he walk pass those security pass..Jits/alex got jeans while i got a t-shirt. met collin's soccer kakis haha got one wear shorts like boxers sial....haha reminds mi of the Afro Ken who wears boxers for soccer -_-" and he even banged into mi... imagine the sweat from his boxers on mi shirt and hands... (gross).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Jits and alex went to author thier jeans...desmond's relative appeared then suddenly the small kid greet desmond "Desmond Gu..." what the hell is the "Gu" i don fucking get it.. then the papa and mama tok to desmond.. and then left... i ask Qx.... then i realise "Gu" means Ah Gu...means uncle...nabeh.. why don say Uncle Desmond ...sounds better man~ GuGu head! Qx oso kerna greet as Ah Chek b4. wahaha all thier cousin so early make babies liao... while all of us are still single (hai~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to get mine and qx jeans... a girl came to serve us... haha both of us taken in by her... qx bought one while i nvr... went to the next shop to get one tight jeans (-_-)! ..regret liao... Suddenly Desmond Gu left us as he got curfew =_-?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tired and hungwee liao... decided to head Ikea for dinner... just when we reach the entrance... the lady at the service counter made annoucements saying Ikea will be closed in 3 mins... the restuarant last order over. Went to the hawker centre in the end. All eat noodles based food except gavin who ate alex wong "hao jian" wahahahaa.. full and satisfied..we head home ...just at this time Qx's foot dong buay diao liao... limping to the bus-stop.. pity him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much shopping...still haben got wad i wanted yet :( ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110762885748593396?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110762885748593396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110762885748593396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110762885748593396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110762885748593396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/02/prelude-to-chinese-new-year-part-2.html' title='Prelude to Chinese New Year (Part 2)'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110717568043992111</id><published>2005-02-01T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:48:00.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to Chinese New Year (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Hai~ so fast another year have past... we have reach towards the end of the monkey era and aprroaching to the year of CHICKEN... hopefully geylang have a roaring and busting buisness for the year to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell if I have lost track of time or interest as Chinese New Year doesn't seem to make me excited as previous years and even though CNY is just next week, I haven't prepared for it.. just can't seem to be bothered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of the MST which is just right after CNY and in addition, my FYP which is also reaching the deadline very soon... if it were to happen to you, will you be able to celebrate CNY with all your heart? I guess we have to sympathy the poly students, esp DCNT... the only course which doesn't have a break during the innovex week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of excuses and shits, just face it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned in late the previous night at around 3am =_=Zzz and my sister, mother took turn to wake me up, saying my god-sister and her family coming to visit us, want me to tidy up the house. Wake up, tidy up my computer table and notes/papers that were lying around. Toilet paper/Tissues and Octopus "massager" were kept away. What a mess, I realised that I haven't really bothered my school work and have been slacking, I wonder have I been doing all these while. Just when I was reading Sunday Times, they came. I was caught off guard in my smelly home clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they haven't change in looks except for the god-sister who have matured from the little innocent girl whom I had known for 10 years or so. Their family visit us twice every year, one before CNY to sent us goods and one at CNY to give ang bao. How the hell did i have a god-sister? Many of you were thinking right? Well, its like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Beck to the Future]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When my father was still poultry delivery man, as a kid, I offen follow him to deliver the pork to wet market in Ang Mo Kio. He will put me under the care of an old couple selling clothes in the market while he collect debts from hawkers. While waiting, a small girl would appear from no where...maybe i forgotten how she was left beside me, maybe her parents were buying and they left her at the clothes seller too. We would just sit on the stool quietly amist the noisy and quick paced environment. Sometime the clothes aunty would sit down sit with us and talk while resting. The atmoshpere of the wet-market left a deep impression on me. Oh..i forgot to mention why the little girl would become my god-sister. I remember she was younger than me, and I was around 5-6 at that time. When my father came to fetch me, she would mistaken him for her father and call him "papa".. haha when her real father came back, she would not recognise the orignal one. what a joke. So since she call my father "papa", the clothes aunty suggest that my father will become her god-father. Thats how i got one.. still can't figure out why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[beck]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enuff said. Now she has changed, more womanly. Different from what I saw her last year, no more a shy girl. She's now in pre-JC at anderson, not bad. She's more cool and as usual quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I put away my papers and continue to do my work, chit chat with her father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hardly talk with her all these years, and I can swear to you that up till now, I still have no idea what her name is...maybe I fogot, maybe I didn't bothered to ask my parents. I can only remember that I have a god-sister if they were coming. Ha, so after CNY, I would forget again. So as usual again, they would leave in a hurry even my mom cooked they share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After they left, my enthusiastic enough family went to stock up most of the goodies on Sunday(yesturday). My father even bought a pair of fire-cracker with light bulbs at every ends of it, with 8 chasing effects. He lengthen the wires so he can hang outside our house, the effects were not bad. Then just after I said whether the fire-cracker will short circuit, Suddenly a loud BANG.. I thought what I said came true... there goes the fire-cracker which cost don't know much...but I don't want to know. (Luckily, the circuit breaker never trips, if not, there goes my computer and harddisk too...) Luckily, it's just the wires (live and neutral) came into contact and the wire snapped and the firecracker were left unharmed. (made in china...you could have guess the quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After switching off my computer, I offer to help my father to fix the fire-cracker. So two men, one half naked, the other skinny were standing outside the corridor with equipments and chairs, trying to synchronise the effects of two firecrackers. After much trying, the two pissed of guys gave up and went in to arrange the goodies -_-" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired to continue... btw I just gotten a hair cut for the new year and it stucked. Well the prelude will be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110717568043992111?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110717568043992111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110717568043992111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110717568043992111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110717568043992111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/01/prelude-to-chinese-new-year-part-1.html' title='Prelude to Chinese New Year (Part 1)'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110676021094198729</id><published>2005-01-27T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T01:23:30.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hot and Sweaty Fucks </title><content type='html'>"Spring has arrived with a breeze of reviving wind, blossoming flowers and spreading scent as it dances happily in the air..... the Sun watches the performance with great enthu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan Nin Na Bey, fuck the spring time and fuck the sun.... ccb weather is so hot that i wonder when was the last time it rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, at least we get to crash the waves in the evening. Skipped the last lecture(fme) and went to play arcade at Clementi.. 2 dollars per hour... play as u want. SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...reached there at abt 1pm+ .. first time we submit our pass, Qx and I str8 away chiong the Outrun2... hahaha.. don noe why, kept losing at the 3rd stage... hai~ we tot we could complete the race with few more tries... but still ended at 3rd stage..knn...the driver seat was left empty... with 2 pissed off peeperld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played alot of fucktup games... got one is to hit the 3 round buttons..test ur alertness... nabeh damn funny sial... the game tok in canto... don understand a single shit, and the fucking jit pu sai always skip the explanation part and we anyhow play the game without knowing wad to do...except hitting the 3 fucking buttons madly WAHAHA!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played the taiko drums...or the japanese drums... hahaha at first jit and alice played then i joined in..replace jit.. .chose a chinese song which i hav no idea wad the hell they are singing... *chinese songs don amaze me in one or another way...they just fade away easily*  so we followed the screen and hit the sponged drums... saw one symbol, a hollow circle... wad the fuck.. hit which part of thr drums... we don know.. just hit the center ...but it showed "MISS".. knn we still trying to figure out wad to hit... then suddenly i remember seeing peeperld in bugis arcade hitting the side of the drums... then i try... KNN it really is the side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nabeh... this lesson teach us always to read instuction b4 doing any thing...don always rush into things ...esp SEX!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2nd floor... cb not even a single soul, played some machines with faulty controls... knn the daytona damn fucktup, the screen will change color and show don noe wad shits ..head down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Jimi Hendrix Wanna-be]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down and found this Guitar Mania... woot first time play.. chose the first song... "Smoke on Water" bass tabs.. wahaha play like shit... the starting veri slow... manage to hit most of the keys.. produced listenable sounds... then in the middle wahahah the keys all anyhow jump... wahah mi finger anyhow press the frets and play..wahahahaha got sound come out oso, somemore veri nice!!! wanna act jimi hendrix or john petruzzi.. move along the 3 "frets" veri fast.. wahaha reminds mi of LTE- Acid Rain... chiongster solo!!! got a grade C.. play again... this time different song... same level ..but guitar tabs... GAME OVER.. nearly trash the guitar like those live concert...but... i still a small kid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qx try oso, go in str8 away anyhow chose a song.. knn damn hard...level 180 wahaha .. starting miss all the keys wahahahahah!!!... he tulan.. i kerna take over.... nabeh the keys anyhow jump.. cannot follow even one ... i oso giv up... try "Smoke on water" again.. haha this time got an B.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyhow play here play there... then time pass veri fast.. already 3pm liao.. 2hours wasted..left the place when suddenly 2 cute mei mei come in.. kao... why the timing so fucktup.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Hot Sweat Fucks]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met alex and head his house to do abit of fyp.. althou i not in thier team.. but go swimming with them afterwards... they promise they wont spend much time.. just wanna try out some stuffs.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dammmmn humid and warm..even wif a fan on.. man... 4 guys squeeze in one corner of the musterbate room, staring at the screen, moving thier hands around thier crouch...i mean ...hahaha ..man u guess it.. i shall not say it out.. :blush:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talk alot of cock in the stuffy room... u will wonder wad will 4 guys talk abt ..well it's onli one thing..and that's ..fgd..S...dfd...E....sdff....X...  . talk abt various position, characters and stuffs. ha even demo some positions... and the 5 dbi omni antenna nearly went up someone's candy hole..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stay until 7pm....cheebye all like no mood to swims liao... do until so late... wanna play pool instead of swims... i abit buay song.. liao...limpeh hot liao!!! nabeh no swims in this fuckin hot weather can die..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but...all decide to head to the swimming pool downstairs swims abit nia... but later *some* too paiseh went reached... *Alice* wanna go CCK .. we agree too.. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Crash the Waves]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nabeh... the sky already blue color when reached... swims in the deep pool...saw a gal in 2 piece suit... wah damn power.. jits kept staring at her... wahah and even told me abt the fleshy part keep bouncing with each kick... tiko peh mode turn on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the water damn warm and shiok... prolly becuase of the fucking evening hot sun.. swim in the crowded pool.. (imagine at this point of time...still got so many peeperld..CCB...)  cant swim much ... when to the waves pool to crash the small cute cute waves... -____-!!! .. .no kick sial.... head for the kid's playground... then kerna blow whistle... above 12 cannot play.. fucking hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rest in the jacuzzi.. talk cock again.. went back to the deep pool to swims abit b4 changing back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to eat at LianBang ....not malaysia...but in singapore... ate chicken wings.. and watch teebee. head back take mrt home.. hai~ still feeeling warm now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110676021094198729?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110676021094198729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110676021094198729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110676021094198729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110676021094198729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/01/super-hot-and-sweaty-fucks.html' title='Super Hot and Sweaty Fucks '/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110638812414947908</id><published>2005-01-23T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T18:02:04.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Saturday</title><content type='html'>Wad the hell... wad a fuckin' warm day... a nice weather to crash the waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer in the morning till afternoon... sibeh hot sial... cant play properly..&lt;br /&gt;went home bath...nabeh home nvr cook... go casueway point to collect mi handphone which i sent it for servicing two days ago (fucking faulty keypet), then shun bian go eat lunch-ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached samsung's careshop at 3rd floor cwp, attended by a lady. she asked mi to pass her the battery and sim card as she power up the HP... then i realise that i set mi welcome msg to "ALWAYS FUCK YOU WITH AN ATTITUDE" .. WAHAHAHAhAHAH!! WAH LAN!!! SIBEH PAI SEH... i don dare to look at her when the opening music plays... i tink she always abit paiseh... nvr tok much ...just ask mi to try out the keys ....haha the wallpaper oso nvr change...got the chio bu face .. damn embarrassing.. don noe they will suspect the ger in mi hp is mi gf or wad... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always... the ger in mi hp look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img110.exs.cx/img110/9643/face7gd.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio right!!! steam ah~~~~&lt;br /&gt;( PS: you won't get to see this kind of gers in singapore... even if u do... they are probably tourist)&lt;br /&gt;(PS: i hope none of the gers would see mi blog.. if u do... pls stand behind the yellow line, hardap berdiri de blankang garisang guni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110638812414947908?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110638812414947908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110638812414947908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110638812414947908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110638812414947908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/01/warm-saturday.html' title='Warm Saturday'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110596690942208145</id><published>2005-01-18T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T21:01:49.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture taking fucktup day</title><content type='html'>Today is a very sad day, very very sad day. Coz someone took mi picture in the lab and set as wallpaper....  i tot after lab desy will take off... but when i reach home , desy gay apologise to mi... i tot wad sial... suddenly he mention abt the picture and he nvr took off... fucktup big time.. i gonna be fucking "famous" in DCNT.  fuck! and fuck the camera! fuck u desy gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, FUCK You TOo~ FUCK off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110596690942208145?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110596690942208145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110596690942208145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110596690942208145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110596690942208145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/01/picture-taking-fucktup-day.html' title='Picture taking fucktup day'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110457725363719046</id><published>2005-01-02T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T19:03:46.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;  wish everyone has a GOOD start in 2005... hope everyone "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ping ping an an&lt;/span&gt;", and things go "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shun shun li li&lt;/span&gt;" ... "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUAT AH!~~&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to do some flashing with the pictures i took when i was boring .... and here's the outcome --&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img77.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img77&amp;image=junberg8fx.swf"&gt;http://img77.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img77&amp;amp;image=junberg8fx.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(the above pictures are taken with courtesy of Hanwei's Nokia HP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110457725363719046?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110457725363719046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110457725363719046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110457725363719046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110457725363719046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110434260733184935</id><published>2004-12-31T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T18:33:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus!!!</title><content type='html'>Someone is playing Jesus.....bloody hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img160.exs.cx/img160/7789/desmondsim7wt.jpg"&gt;http://img160.exs.cx/img160/7789/desmondsim7wt.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110434260733184935?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110434260733184935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110434260733184935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110434260733184935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110434260733184935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/jesus.html' title='Jesus!!!'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-110424901895303721</id><published>2004-12-29T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:50:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Virgin Flash Clip</title><content type='html'>after much "intensive" training.... managed to come up with some "interactive" Flash clip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ...mi virgin work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img89.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img89&amp;image=flight7zm.swf"&gt;http://img89.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img89&amp;amp;image=flight7zm.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologise for the poor art....esp the STICKMEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110424901895303721?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110424901895303721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110424901895303721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110424901895303721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110424901895303721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-virgin-flash-clip.html' title='My Virgin Flash Clip'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-110414610993729759</id><published>2004-12-28T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T19:15:09.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Want BANG BANG BANG!!!</title><content type='html'>Long time nvr update blog liao...   :look across the room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just create this out of fun in the school (luckily no teacher)   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. pls don be offended if u are a gal &gt;_&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img151.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img151&amp;image=bangbangbang0na.swf"&gt;http://img151.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img151&amp;amp;image=bangbangbang0na.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110414610993729759?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110414610993729759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110414610993729759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110414610993729759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110414610993729759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-just-want-bang-bang-bang.html' title='I Just Want BANG BANG BANG!!!'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110339219521671307</id><published>2004-12-18T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T02:42:43.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Night Drive with Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today, a group of young men, age 18-19 were to do something they had never experienced before, something they will not forget…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff of crap, actually it’s just night driving. Hanny borrow car from his brother for one week, and suddenly he wanna drive us around and ask revenant to drive out oso (from his laobei). as usual, DCNT peeperld - alive, desolated, desmond, hanny, jits, junberg, memeto and revenant whack one time hard hard to enjoy the moment of their youth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[JunberG's Heroics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this is the first time i tackle this feat... this will by far the longest blog i ever typed... will i be able to complete this task.... am i garang enuff ..to join the army..wahahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Let's Get It Started!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;12am : play stealth mode game, sneak out when parents not alert...&lt;br /&gt;12.15am : meet revenant and alive, went to chua chu kang to find the CCKers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Altis]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;revy rev-up pro-up +1 skillz damn zai and stable... speed when there's a str8 road, drift when there's a curve road (this can onli happen in other country's or nfsu). but anyway, the Toyota Altis was damn shiok to ride in...esp the songs..whoohoo~~ damn shiok... all english!!! AH HA!! Alive KANA!!!. veri spacious and quiet. truly indeed a family car. with revy's exprience and junberg's knowledge, reached the first destination shortly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;12.30am : reached cck, outside memento's .. for the first time... i was exposed to the "truth" of toyota's starlet. i remember wad desy sim was saying when i asked him how does it look like.... "i tell you...this car can fit in two peeperld...even thou it's 4 sitter..." i guess u all know wad it means...and how it looks like... if you still don noe...then i guess u are either mentally retarded or plain stupid...(i was like....wad the fuck...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so...2 cars.. i mean...1 and a 1/2 were parked by the roadside...somehow 8 peeperlds gather together around the Altis and not the starlet...(i wonder why sial...) however, revenant seem to like that manual starlet...hahaha...can drift and drag...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(ps : while i'm typing this shiat...mi eyes were on the tv...chan 8 11pm show... truth or dare sixth storey..nice farking show)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After much admiration and symathy, we head to the nearest multi-carpark to test out the cars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Hanny's Heroics and Starlet's Glory]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1) the starlet can onli be describe with three words... nearly old school...becoz the gears were not on the steering wheels.. when he drive can see he is using alot of strength. definitely need lotsa skillz when controlling it...just like AE-hachick ruko..wahahahah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2) certified to own one AE-hachick ruko ...don believe? go sit in that car :smile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3) up the multi-storey carpark first slope...the starlet died halfway...the car roll back...died twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1am : gather at roof access... switch cars and test drive...everyone take turn to drive...most tired the half clutch with starlet on slope... jits drive like hellrider...knnbccb while memento drive cautiously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.. first time learn parking and driving with an auto car... WOOT! made too much noise in the middle of the night...zao lang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2am : head to bukit timah... halfway lost sight of the starlet~ ate indian rojak + sound recording.. after that revenant borrow key from hanny and drive around... desmond oso drive around with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;revy's altis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img160.exs.cx/img160/701/junberganddestan6qe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;http://img160.exs.cx/img160/701/junberganddestan6qe.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[desmond's heroics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dedicate this to him as he was our chauffuer...we appreciate it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3am : left for west coast. junberg, alive, desmond, memento (all lightweight peeperld) were in altis. jits and desolated were in the back seat of the starlet...we tinking whether the car will wheelie.....we giggle abit ..dare not laugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;reached west coast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Fun]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-climbed the rope tower...everyone rest on the net and chit chat in the middle of the tower... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-alive's G-dian kerna shifted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-played smaller version of the flying fox/swing.. everyone's balls got squeezed... mine nearly crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-play like mad... all chiong until bo lat...left for the toilet to check status of balls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5 plus am : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-all damn shag... still head for east coast... chiong highway.. alive CMI slept like dead log.. head nearly dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-reached... all watched the sea as the cold sea wind blew across us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-went to find toilet again (alive bladder control system problem) but found something instead!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;--&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img56.exs.cx/img56/3516/art7rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;http://img56.exs.cx/img56/3516/art7rd.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; steam ah!! WAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nearly 6 in da morning -_-" ... finally all decide to head home to ZzzzZZZz... trying to figure out how to go woodlands from east coast... revenant studied the streetdirectory for quite some time and then close book...i tot he noes liao...he turn to mi and say :" anyhow go lah..." i lost hope and was thinking of goin to the nearest mrt station and wait for the first train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[Revenant's Heroics] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ps: if i nvr dedicate this...he would not send me home :cry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so we left and head for ECP exit &gt; suntec &gt; Sim Lim square &gt; serangoon &gt; amk (put alive as usual dead log) &gt; last stop Woodlands.. (imagine the petrol used...and the number of traffic lights we encouter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Respect for revenant as his zai-ness was well maintain all the while.. thanks to the mp3 player and bluapankt... still veri concentrated and focus... lucky nvr dozed off while driving ah boh tml newspaper sure got us (CHOI!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sent mi to the door front... sun already rise up... 6.40am... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally!!!!! FINISHED!!! wahahahahaha !!! drop dead at house door step...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Special thanks to Hanny, Revenant, Desmond for the safe ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Hanny: gum sia for the pix :wink:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110339219521671307?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110339219521671307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110339219521671307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110339219521671307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110339219521671307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/mid-night-drive-with-buddies.html' title='Mid-Night Drive with Buddies'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110321287981095853</id><published>2004-12-17T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T00:19:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Up/Down</title><content type='html'>Today is a special day, a day where i would skip school with a "valid excuse", a day where i would tink of alphabet A to E, a day where i would make an important decision on whether to cut or not to cut ( &gt;_&lt; )", this day.... is the day my buddies and i go for pre-enlistment medical checkup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm : revenant, desolated, memento, alive, jits and junberg fall-in at Tiong Bahru for brunch. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;revenant&lt;/span&gt;-tempura ramen, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;desolated&lt;/span&gt;-sama sama, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;memento&lt;/span&gt;-hokkien mee, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jits&lt;/span&gt;-sama sama, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;-expensive milo + bao peh..i mean bo pia,&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; junberg&lt;/span&gt;-liang tau hu.&lt;br /&gt;12pm : left for CMPB...stopped by two fierce guard at the gates...proceed to the main building...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Photo taking session]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone wear the army uniform to take pix, everyone gave a serious face...but after the gitch-jiee sound, would show relag face and joke. the professional photographer uncle even joke with us...:"u all will smile all the way thru NS..." alot alot of hidden meaning in this line... i began to worry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[the waiting]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12.25pm: proceed to the reg-counter, saw a quite chio receptionist..cute and rossy checks. she tod us to wait as the checkup would start at 1pm. we had no choice but to wait. during this period, saw some peeperld with funny fucktup hair, haha sure cannot take picture ..."AH HA KANA...need to come back again!!~" ..we wait for 1pm to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[It began...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Filled up some forms, seems simple but veri troublesome...need to tink hard, afterwhich proceed to first station...audio test. i remember that desy sim fail this station...got hearing problem...wahahaha ..i wan to laugh ..but after goin in and see the equipments...i can onli giggle..went thru the test with little diffuculty...i was wondering...wtf happen to desy sim...how the hell he can fail such a stupid test...i guess he was thinkin whether to pick up the soap or not all the time. haha i laugh out loud in the end..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to test urine and blood...sprayed the paper strip with holy water...then the MO poke mi middle finger...and squeeze every single drop of the blood....i try not to look at mi finger.. woot... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to check mi teeth... the fat MO talk like sissy gay...damn fussy...haha yelled at alive..he tulan... asked mi to wait outside after mi dental check... the others went ahead... i sense something not right...memento oso kana... man~ then went inside a room...bite one plastic piece...then order mi to stay still for 1min (-__-)! ...knn chua tio... i damn scared... close mi eyes as the equipment scan mi head... can feel the side effect afterwards..(jk :x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x-ray chest and test eye sight....then went to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Bao Peh...to cut or not to cut]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stripped down to boxers...damn cold...wad desy sim said was right....balls were freezing...while waiting for the body inspection, revenant were pondering whether cut or not to cut, junberg oso worry... if cut, the wrapper will be taken off the lollipop forever...no fun anymore... jits die die not cutting if there's a need... seems that the wrapper is impt to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when called for our number, each of us went in...revenant went in and came out within 2mins... a time record... we will surprised!!! "NEED TO CUT OR NOT?".... "NO NEED...he nvr ask mi to pull back..." wah lan!!! damn heng....revenant get to keep his wrapper!! then mi turn... the MO say i got slight flat feet...i chua tio!! BO KO LENG! then ask mi to squat...i chio tio again!! wait he lap mi from behind... luckily mi backdoor got lock.. then ask mi cover and *hmph* *hmph* cough...then ask mi to go out....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;he nvr ask mi to CUT!! wah....mi wrapper is safe and sound. i felt like shouting ARLOW PEEPERLD at that time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(ps: the stretching exercise during these few months paid off well :x )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[over the tide]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the computer quiz was already when mi check was over... nabeh need to come another day... sianz manz.. went to book another date ..hai~ went to eat at Bukit Merah hawker centre...the drink stall auntie gave free tissues for buying the drinks...nice sial ... SUDDENLY ...it reminds mi of one nice song, like top 10 hits......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[one dollar, one dollar, 3 for one dollar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;uncle, auntie bang wo mai tissue paper hao mah?~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one dollar, one dollar, 3 for one dollar!!~] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-----Courtesy of the One-Dollar auntie------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nvr fails to impress mi even after hearing it at many corners in singapore...like woodlands, tampaines, funan it mall etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Memento's Chun Guang Zha Xie - Full Monty]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;head to Queensway SC... memento went to try shorts.. little that he noes that the changing room was not cover completely... can see the KKJ damn clearly from the mirror...wahahahahah!!! ...then the gal sitting was looking at memento's changing corner's direction wahahahaah ..... i guess she was fantasicing already... STEAM AH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Shack...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got veri tired as we walk...went Ikea to look around... play and joke....saw desolated how he miss the basket. damn paiseh...hahahaha ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate at the nearby hawker centre....saw a quite chio gal helping out at thr satay stall...woot!! rare sight in this kind of places... desolated was wondering how the makeup wont drop/wear off ...ha we oso tink veri hard hard...until the mushroom head oso hard hard... :blush:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home...where i would unite with mi new mattress... with vibration mode.. ...SHIOK X 100% ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110321287981095853?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110321287981095853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110321287981095853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110321287981095853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110321287981095853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/check-updown.html' title='Check Up/Down'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110312078278369341</id><published>2004-12-16T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T22:26:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush the Waves</title><content type='html'>today damn song...coz after school we the bubbledreamers, Collin aka revenant, Jit aka Jits, Alex aka maid-abuser ( =x ), Qunxiong aka aLiVe, hanwei aka Hanny, Gavin aka desolated and me aka JunBerG... set on a journey to swim at Jurong East swim complex.. tuff sial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.00pm : reached Chinese Garden...when to buy bread. the Prime Deli auntie tok cock wif us.. Jits spill out some jelly...hahah that auntie really bhb...after eating and drinking...we reach our final destination...just when it starts to drizzle...knnbccb everytime liddat one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30pm : already start to rain..but we still hack care...die die must swim ..&lt;br /&gt;                    [the cheapskate chap pa lang peeperld's technique]&lt;br /&gt;nabeh... we reached the ticket machine.. hanny str8 away hit 7 seniors citizen tix.. wahaha.. we just act blur then take out money put put..then act blur go in....even thou the lifeguard there ...so this is one way to safe money... esp when it is raining..&lt;br /&gt;(ps : actually paying children fare would be better since many of us already Airline Budget liao... i mean Budget Airline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.00pm : everyone jump into the pool liao... left desolated...the onli one wif pants...haha we wait until the lifeguard no looking...str8 jump inside... swam alot of laps ..i trains mys butterflys strokes ...swims for 25m sials...then farker fang say i look like someone  drowning... nabehs... must master the art of butterflies mans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Jits's Heroics]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chiong alot of laps thru and fro...nabeh fuckin chiongster sial, swims like energizer.. cheebye  nvr say stop one...keeps on goin.. i swim until hey hey chuan liao he still goin... respect for this tuff guy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[tiko pehs heroics]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after swims alot alot of laps..we played the slide...woot..fun... everyone of us yell out before sliding down... and again revenant skid the furthest and gabin the newcomer hit the slide with a huge impact...causing tsnami...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the jacuzzi...saw 3 gals with power pack figure... hanny saw one and name her "Fuji-apple" wahahahaha....everyone of us lock on our target at the 3 little lambs....muahahahaaa. saw the lambs goin to the waves...a pack of wolves trail behind them...waiting to pounce on the preys.. just when the waves start to come..hanny and JunBerG head towards thier direction.. and start to play wif the waves while the eyes were stick to them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the waves damn powderhul for us... kept drinking the salted chlorine holy water... waves keep pushing us back... at this moment...suddenly the 3 lambs were just next to mi.... (to be continued in JunBerG's heroics..stay tune)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[JunBerG's Heroics...sidetrack from the Tiko Pehs Heroic]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arlow Pee Perld!!! muahahahaaa...don noe how ..but the 3 girls were just behind mi... woot! One Wave came and Suddenly mi back rubbed something smooth and tender (for mulitple times)... wahaha ...the white color's bacK!!! SHIOK AH!!! ...hanny saw mi...and wanted to try...but he nos skillz... wrong timing...hahahaha... then another wave came again...this time mi back and arm rubbed the mixed color's back....i nearly cum in the water... lucky/bastard mi ;) ... (just when u tink things wont happen in real life....accidents do happen..)... back to the main story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(ps: nearly landed mi in jail again....nabeh....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[back..]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so after JunBerG's lucky exprience...it was time for hanny...but he hit once...nt... then i saw qunxiong head submerged in the water... i look in his direction where his eyes were....and saw the Fuji-Apple....i submerged oso...then found something special!!... so farker fang was all the while loooking at the August 8th moon.. wahahah somemore bouncing with every step...just then the wave stopped....all crowd seem to disappear suddenly....along with the 3 lambs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we went back to the deep pool...and swims agains...this time we saw the 3 lambs again....seems they are good swimers...esp the white one (woot!!) ....lol hanny wanna head into thier direction they were swimin...but he too wols!!....hahaha damn paiseh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after they left...we lost the mood... and went to change..and eat at our fav hawker centre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Jits's Durain Incident]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw one uncle peddaling durains around the hawker ... haha Jits saw and his temptation island start again!! selling 3 for 10 dollar...Jits ask for one...uncle say 4 bucks...wah lan....i tot 3.40 ...uncle damn cunning....the durain quite sweet and aromatic...shiok lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tuff day for tuff peeperld..we went home and i am typing at this recap shit...body still got the freaking chlorine smell...fingers got durain smell...(ah..nice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110312078278369341?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110312078278369341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110312078278369341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110312078278369341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110312078278369341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/crush-waves.html' title='Crush the Waves'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110304062255846176</id><published>2004-12-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T00:10:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criminal Day</title><content type='html'>today nearly committed two crimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first one... &lt;a href="http://img78.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img78&amp;image=bear9er.swf"&gt;http://img78.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img78&amp;amp;image=bear9er.swf&lt;/a&gt; ... i managed to draw back ..avoiding trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second one -- today nearly committed a crime at lecture which may land mi in jail... nuff said... don wish to go into it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now -- trying to wash away mi sins with this --&gt;  &lt;a href="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/5082/P1010310.jpg"&gt;http://img95.exs.cx/img95/5082/P1010310.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LEY LU YA! Amithaba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110304062255846176?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110304062255846176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110304062255846176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110304062255846176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110304062255846176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/criminal-day.html' title='Criminal Day'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110274738419065581</id><published>2004-12-12T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T14:43:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tuff for Two Days...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday : swims at Yio Chu Kang swimming complex... rumoured Gay Swimming Pool..&lt;br /&gt;1) swim alot of laps&lt;br /&gt;-Jits stamina alot alot... whack alot of laps non-stop..nvr drink&lt;br /&gt;-try butterfly... i oso....act tuff ... can onli do a few strokes&lt;br /&gt;-alex stay one corner walk in the water.... haven master the art of coming up from the water to breathe... try veri hard... drink alot&lt;br /&gt;-Qx oso try ..but better... drink a few&lt;br /&gt;-Collin whack froggy alot of laps... drink some&lt;br /&gt;-JJ whack different different style...drink some&lt;br /&gt;2) swims halfway rain come... got thunder + lightning... all went for cover...&lt;br /&gt;-one guy wanna act tuff... still swim in the pool... lifeguard blow whistle blow alot of time...he cannot hear ...in the end one volunteer go ask him come up... haha the guy act blur..&lt;br /&gt;3)went Junction 8 after swims...walk ..rest...look...rest....walk...&lt;br /&gt;wait 1 hour for VIP at Ajisen Ramen... waiters keep buzzing us...Qx cannot take it... Jit laugh..Alex stone...same as Collin... all damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;-ate ramen...veri shiok and hot and salty....veri full&lt;br /&gt;4) go home rest awhile str8 away stomach ache...toilet time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays: wake up and toilet time again... Ajisen Ramen is causing a havoc ....fuck it..die die don eat there...kerna ban..&lt;br /&gt;- go soccer, lots of action, lots of goals, lots of misses, lots of diving, lots of rambak&lt;br /&gt;-keeper for most of the time...dulan&lt;br /&gt;-go up score abit.... abit shiok&lt;br /&gt;-go home rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110274738419065581?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110274738419065581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110274738419065581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110274738419065581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110274738419065581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/tuff.html' title='TUFF'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110196773856488173</id><published>2004-12-03T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T14:10:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Doo baa doo baa doo baa di doo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"I don't like the look of it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img53.exs.cx/img53/1469/99-beware.jpg"&gt;http://img53.exs.cx/img53/1469/99-beware.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution! : the above material may cause unpleasant and disturbing effect to those with weak heart, please proceed with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110196773856488173?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110196773856488173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110196773856488173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110196773856488173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110196773856488173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/12/doo-baa-doo-baa-doo-baa-di-doo.html' title='&quot;Doo baa doo baa doo baa di doo&quot;'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110157630660506654</id><published>2004-11-28T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T01:26:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Action Packed Day </title><content type='html'>Arlow pee perld~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays morning first thing already later for soccer...knn yesturday to early slp oso no use...in the end still need tahir to call mi then wake mi up...hahahaz..ytd first time sleep so early like around 1am.. usually i sleep at 1.01am one...which is quite lates liaos mans~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;10am :&lt;/span&gt; reached the court to find alot alot of peeperld inside liaoz... the malay team that we chairlearn last week like called for backtup sial~... hahah that short midget cut short hair sial....cannot recognise him ...tot got another midget in thier team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played against them ...alot of action/motion ..esp that malay feller with a jersey behind named "San Wan" wad a fucktup chinese name ...don noe which idiot china feller help him create this stupid name....sound so cheena.. but he veri pro... even Yap say he got the license to volley/ram the ball sial~~....first time in soccer history.... u need a license to do some skillz... like learning how to drive a car liddat...after winning or losing we chairlearn againist ourselves and them... but...but.. why i whole day keeper sial... damn sadz manz...no much action from me... hai~ maybe i haven acquired the license to play UP lah (+1). while we resting (lost) at the side...we were oso sun-bathing in the sun....the weather damn nice for sun-tanning... so whenever there is sunlight we would take off our shirt then let the sunlight touch our body like a gay would do...touch everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the match peacefully when mi team (mi, yap, clement, mohan) won against mi frend's team (sam, tahir, suraj, qing yuan). rested under the void deck as the sun is too powderhu... then yap would tok cock all the way wif sam and clement as they entertain the rest of us... tok abt the flowers and the bees and how the black bee got away wif a chinese flower... alot of multi-racial bee/flower story... then suddenly sam ask wanna open a Veggie-rice stall or not... I chua tio... wad happens to sam mans... first he saw the movie Shutter then say got one rapist inside look like desmond....then now wanna setup stall...wahahaha...actually i oso got an idea like this oso...so cannot laugh...but can giggle lah~ after much laughter we left the court..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;12.45pm :&lt;/span&gt; wah nabehz... 1.45 needs to go outz meet kinlong and sung at city hall @ 2.30...now already wad times liaos man....if 1.44 still got plenty of time...hai ...no time to rest... tok a bath/eat/irc abit then zao for city halls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3pm :&lt;/span&gt; reached and tok cock while we went to suntec to buy some vcds (prawn). I already quite stone when i reached the vcd shop....(coz of the soccer effect).... then stand there toot toot like one nerd...watch spiderman 2 and New police story...sung wanna get the new polce story...then kinloong came to us wif his hand holding a cd.....i tot...hmm getting a movie also not bad...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUDDENLY &lt;/span&gt;he show mi the title of the cd!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;POWER RANGER in Japan VersioN&lt;/span&gt;!!!! WAD THE HELL!!!! wahahahahahaha!!! i wanna laugh out loud....but cannot...got alot of peeperld inside...wait they also laugh at kinloong....so i remained compose...and replied..:"hmmm u got watch power ranger one?" he said got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually i oso like power ranger ....but that was like boggie woggie oldie years ago mans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after buying the power ranger episodes...we went bugis to play pool...guess where sial...wahahahaha... nice atmosphere ....nvr fails to make mi enjoy the place.. so shiok..if onli the music is not techno or new age shit...but some rock songs.. woot.. power-ge-de-ga~~&lt;br /&gt;alot of snooking and nice shots....3 of us had pretty much fun... the counter gal is alone ...and she is quite chio...sung and kinloong agreed that she got the geylang look on her...knn she got so slutty meh? okok nia..chio. ..then wipe table corner for us... hope she can wipe our saliva too ^o^! ... after some spectaclur shots and misses of the year... we left for dinner at PS...then send sung home as he kerna hyper ventilation again... must take care man....don slp late liaoz... if not next time is hyper hosipitalization...jk :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mi way home... tried mi mp3 player~~~woot.. damn power~~ when i took out the player from mi pocket..got a few stares from peeperld hahaha... seems like first time see small boi holding a chio player... haha the feeling damn shioksss mansss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110157630660506654?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110157630660506654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110157630660506654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110157630660506654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110157630660506654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/11/action-packed-day.html' title='Action Packed Day '/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110130232172983201</id><published>2004-11-25T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T00:39:24.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day~</title><content type='html'>wah today damn shag...go alot of places ...in the end reach home at around 8.15pm.. wan to slp oso cannot...hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;btw today's WED!! Jennifer's Identity is about to reveal!!! wahahaha excited sial~~...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.50am&lt;/span&gt; : wake up... (-_-) Zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9am&lt;/span&gt; : switch on monitor... see 3 msn pop out... then got one feller who kerna suck balls suddenly wan to fark mi (o.O)? what happens man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10am&lt;/span&gt; : chiong Bugis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11am&lt;/span&gt; : reach the shop beside SLS to collect mi mp3 player heehee... (Jennifer!!)..but the shop haven open... I wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.10 am&lt;/span&gt; : I wait....then go SLS while waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.20 am&lt;/span&gt; : I return to shop... still haven open... I waits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.30 am&lt;/span&gt; : I waits... then go SLS again to check out the vagina mousey :) chio sial ..cant wait to get mi hands on it.. 49.90bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.40 am&lt;/span&gt; : I returns agains... KNNBCCB still close!!!... tulan liao...go sunshine plaza eat the Famous Crispy Wanton Mee~~ wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;12 pm : I returns again... nabeh this time the shop inside got lights but the door locks... owner must have went to shit... i waits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.10pm&lt;/span&gt; : Fucktup... I left...and went to mi company then went SP for fyp... called Jennifer again... (woot that special voice) then act tuff complain to her why shop still close... haha the feeling of shiokness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.30pm&lt;/span&gt; : discuss fyp ...go borrow fpy's stuffs...but later realise it's useless... during this time all joke here joke there will ZC and Desy.. haha hear Desy describe the SAW movie until Zc and I catch no ball...then the most funny part!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mi frend SAM come to us and say the Shutter movie sibeh sux ..nvr ever go see... then He saw Desy....then he say :"eh..u look like one of the actor in the Shutter sial....u know the rapist in the first part....u look like him sial~ ..then he rape liao jump down committ suicide sial~"&lt;/span&gt; ...the whole SALC filled with our laughter...WAHAHAHAHA damn cb Sam... then we also saw the spasm guy in the salc... suddenly he will tremble..vibrate vibrate abit then say "fuck-u.." veri fast... wahahah then Zc go disturb oso... wanna act street fighter..."Hmm Hmm" act Akuma. sial.... we giggle in silence..&lt;br /&gt;3pm : go find SUpervisor... she not in... go FC3 eat dino's chicken chop...muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt; : goes back to find supervisor...still nots in!!! KNN today why wanna meet peeperld all cannot sial~~... no luck...in the end I and desy when to Creative to fix his headset... nabeh...the technician don noe how to test the headset wif his com...paiseh...then go his colleague com test..then the mic stick into his eyes...and mouth...wahahha desy see liao. buay gan wan then...gugu bird...the headset no problem... don noe wad desy did wif the headset.. HAI~ we left and head for the final destination..Bugis for mi Jennifer (n mp3 player)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt; : finally the fucking shop is opened...then onli see the guy eating BK.. but,...but,.... where is JENNIFER!!!! wah lau!! i came just to see her onli!!! ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wan to leave the shop liao....then suddenly i recall..i need to show the guy something....something....important...&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! the paper and money~~...mi MP3 PLAYER!!! but nabeh... i wan black color one...the bloody uncle say onli got white.....die die onli white...no more black....sadz (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt; : left the shop....no jennifer...no mood....walk around see see anime and games...then suddenly mi char cheng damn itchy....not feeling good..decide to go home... rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8pm &lt;/span&gt;: updating the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..anyway...after listen to her voice...i guess Jennifer look like this -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img125.exs.cx/img125/9762/MitsuhoOthani1.jpg"&gt;http://img125.exs.cx/img125/9762/MitsuhoOthani1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah jk... singapore gal where got this kind of standard one... hahahaha mi wishful thinking :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110130232172983201?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110130232172983201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110130232172983201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110130232172983201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110130232172983201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/11/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring day~'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9262680.post-110110895249090166</id><published>2004-11-23T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:57:49.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss the Beer times at Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img95.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img95&amp;amp;image=P1010310.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/5082/P1010310.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~ to everyone :drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~~ the ebay seller finally called to collect the mp3 player which i won in the auction~.&lt;br /&gt;this is the one --&gt; &lt;a href="http://axxontec.com/ebay/qoolqm200/qm200main.jpg"&gt;http://axxontec.com/ebay/qoolqm200/qm200main.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her name is Jennifer...hmm i wonder how she look like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to find out more on Wednesday as I reveal her identity&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110110895249090166?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110110895249090166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110110895249090166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110110895249090166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110110895249090166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/11/miss-beer-times-at-chalet.html' title='Miss the Beer times at Chalet'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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-9262680.post-110105103141753874</id><published>2004-11-22T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T23:39:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sian Sunday</title><content type='html'>First time add this bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very boring sunday. Missed the time to SAy "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sunday Morning Singapore&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1pm&lt;/span&gt; : wake up... sian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.30pm&lt;/span&gt; : stare infront of computer screen. watched animes Naruto, Bleach, Gundam Seed Destiny. Surf abit of web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt; : chiong CS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt; : rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9pm&lt;/span&gt; : set bloggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9262680-110105103141753874?l=junberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/feeds/110105103141753874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9262680&amp;postID=110105103141753874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110105103141753874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9262680/posts/default/110105103141753874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junberg.blogspot.com/2004/11/super-sian-sunday.html' title='Super Sian Sunday'/><author><name>JunJie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16292000841147664954</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>
