<?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-24352830</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:37:42.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anonymous</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24352830.post-4007660359111142602</id><published>2008-03-10T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:34:39.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end?</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad I have this blog. I can type whatever I want and people wouldn't know. Sometimes it's good to have a dead blog, ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, reading through stuffs, I realised I was never good enough for her to start with. She was popular among guys. I was hardly popular among girls. Inferior much? Many guys like her, nobody likes me. Eh, guess we're not so alike after all. She would spend her holidays going out while I spend my holidays leveling up on WoW. Shows how much more popular she is. I quote "Everyone's like asking me out.HAHAHA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the end, unless some sign from God tells me to keep going. I pray she continues to lead a happy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-4007660359111142602?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/4007660359111142602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=4007660359111142602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/4007660359111142602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/4007660359111142602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2008/03/end.html' title='the end?'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-4021041993313247309</id><published>2008-03-08T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:00:26.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/3</title><content type='html'>I doubt she likes me and will ever like me. There's still T who is probably still so in love with her. I mean, the time they've spent together can't match how much time I've KNOWN her. What was I thinking telling her all those stuff. I must have been the stupidest person ever. I know that now. It was right to promise myself things like never to like a girl never again, and after I broke that promise, I made another promise not to ask her to be my girlfriend unless we'd known for a year, but I broke that too. I'm just way too inferior when it comes to T and J. It's obvious who would emerge the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I r fail, only because I was so stupid, getting my heart broken again, and again, and again. Relationships are fun, sure when you're the one being liked and have fun breaking up other guys' hearts. Watching guys fight over you must really be fun, and now I doubt that you were joking about that comment. You were probably serious and just thought it wrong for me to think you liked guys fighting over you, just so I could fight over you and look like a total idiot and you would just laugh at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-4021041993313247309?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/4021041993313247309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=4021041993313247309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/4021041993313247309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/4021041993313247309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2008/03/83.html' title='8/3'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-5099868470476283908</id><published>2008-02-21T06:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:42:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hopefully nobody reads this blog. I need a place to rant about J and T and how I feel so much inferior to T, and J... I'm not sure what I think yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-5099868470476283908?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/5099868470476283908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=5099868470476283908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5099868470476283908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5099868470476283908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2008/02/change.html' title='a change'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-6294761727819877302</id><published>2007-07-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:36:40.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/7'07</title><content type='html'>Oooh, aaah. I just feel like blogging. Although I'm supposed to be doing my homework now, but oh well. I got distracted the moment I got into the computer and logged into MSN. The first thing that happened was that I got an invitation to start a game. And it's the same person who has ever played MSN games with me. He definitely had something else better to do, since he wasn't playing as fast as he used to. Probably busy talking to someone else. Anyway, that burned my half an hour I had to do my homework, and I am now in the time where I am supposed to:&lt;br&gt;1:Take a bath.&lt;br&gt;2:Take my dinner.&lt;br&gt;And the dreadful 3: Prepare for tuition.&lt;br&gt;But yeah I'm here blogging. I have about 15 minutes more which is enough to have my dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interesting things to talk about... Well let's start with a boring thing. Last week. The whole of last week was the ACSiMUN (Anglo-Chinese School Independent Model United Nations) Conference. It was basically delegates debating on a certain topic. Interesting, yes. Boring, probably. Funny, sometimes. Probably for those who actually HAD to talk it was fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Scouts. The Sec 3s have already taken over. With 2 SPLs, 1 ASPL, &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; Scribes and 1 QM. And there's me, the Campfire I/C. It was probably my 2nd campfire which I already got threatened to be demoted. I was supposed to get people to go for the campfire, but since nobody wanted to, I got scolded for it. Yeah, it's my fault as usual. So if that happens again I'd probably get demoted. I wouldn't really care then. Since if I actually made the same mistake twice, I probably would never be able to do it anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for today, ah well, staying back until 5pm doing nothing was absolutely fun. It was just full of laughs. Since we were supposed to be having PLC but there was no teacher, the PLC practically slacked in the Scouts Den since we were bored and there was air-conditioning. I never liked the idea of going home to start on my homework. Although now I think I should have done that since I don't really have much time on my hands right now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;emo&gt;I really wonder how you type such complicated things...&lt;/emo&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-6294761727819877302?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/6294761727819877302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=6294761727819877302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/6294761727819877302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/6294761727819877302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/07/9707.html' title='9/7&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-5261277077215375063</id><published>2007-06-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:27:31.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/6'07</title><content type='html'>Mmk. Today woke up around 8am, again. So anyway just did a few stuffs in the morning, then went out with my mom and my sister. First went to Orchard Towers so that my sister could collect her ticket. She's going to Vienna to study for like a month, which is a great thing for me. It means for a whole month, the house will be mine for most part of the day. My parents will be working, and so is my brother.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sooo, after that, went to Vivo City. Man, it sure looks weird from the outside. It's an indescribable shape. Anyways, the place is pretty confusing at the start. You can't actually go everywhere from one place. On the directory it looks like that, but it really isn't. A couple of times we went to the wrong place and ended up going back to where we came from, because it was right. Anyways, went to Marché to eat. And yes, I ate a S$6.80 sausage. Chicken Cheese sausage. My sister just keeps going on and on about how I spent that much on a sausage. Anyways, it was my day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After lunch, went to Adidas and bought new shoes for school. Still haven't gotten new shoes to wear with my jeans yet. After that we just went to buy what needed to be bought, which was nothing that I wanted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah, we went to Candy Empire. The shop was huge, and lots of chocolates and sweets. I bought this packet of Kinder Bueno that were like little eggs and wrapped, rather than the usual stick. I also bought this 1.4kg of jellybeans. Hahahaha. Gosh, that will take a while to finish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's practically it on my day. It's amusing who were the 3 people who wished me happy birthday. I'm quite happy too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-5261277077215375063?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/5261277077215375063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=5261277077215375063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5261277077215375063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5261277077215375063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/14607.html' title='14/6&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-3315119575517936060</id><published>2007-06-13T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T01:00:02.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/6'07</title><content type='html'>Guess my emo post wasn't very emo. Not enough &lt;em&gt;angst&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, today was kind of stupid. I'll explain in a few. So today all I did was have my drum lessons, then went to Toa Payoh to look for IJTP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mmmk. Nothing much to say about my drum lessons. My homework is to make up as many fill-ins as I can from 3 groups of notes. So yeah, I did some of it on the MRT. I got kind of surprised too. This old man came to sit down on my right, looking at what I was writing. Of course he knew they were notes, what else could dots with lines going up from them be? Anyway, then he started asking me what instrument it was. He first asked me for one thing which I can't remember, then he asked if it was piano. Then he said something like it's notes so it must be a piano. Hahahaha, yeah. Then I finally told him it was drums.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay so I finally reached Toa Payoh station. I walk out of the gantry, and guess what, 4 exits! I thought it would be like 2, which would be kind of easier, but nah, it's 4. So I just randomly picked one (25% chance of it being right). So after walking around for about maybe 15 mins I was obviously lost. So I messaged Fatin and thankfully she was at the train station to point me in the right exit. From then on, it was pretty straightforward I guess. Walked around that HDB block which seemed like I was going round and round. Finally ended up outside IJTP. Then I walked back to the MRT to get to AMK to go home. But it wasn't that easy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I went to AMK. Was walking to the bus stop, then realised that there was a serious lack of people. That bus stop is usually filled with people, cause there were like 10++ buses that go there. So I walked, then saw the thing which shows all the bus numbers that go there, and there were only 2 numbers. I thought that maybe that's the back of it, the other side has the rest of the buses. But when I got to the other side, guess what? 2 numbers! I was like, Whoa, no wonder there's almost nobody here. Then I was gonna walk back inside the MRT then saw that 169 doesn't go to the bus stop anymore. Meh, what a waste of time. Waste of money too, since I was using an adult Ez-Link.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally took MRT to Yishun, got back home. Was almost 7pm. Sheesh, didn't know it would be that late. And yeah that's pretty much it. Tomorrow should be a fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-3315119575517936060?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/3315119575517936060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=3315119575517936060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/3315119575517936060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/3315119575517936060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/12607.html' title='12/6&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-7589202705271956759</id><published>2007-06-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:14:51.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/06'07</title><content type='html'>Hey again. My stupid cbox isn't moving. Maybe it's spoilt or something. Or maybe nobody knows about this blog. Now that would be great. Then I'd just be talking to.. nobody! That sounds so emo-ish. &lt;em&gt;Nobody likes me. I don't have anybody to talk to. Even posting my life on the net where most of the people are at doesn't result in any attention for me. My life sucks. Even pressing ctrl+i results in the tags em, short for emo. The whole world is out to make fun of me. :(&lt;/em&gt;*Slit wrist*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I shall continue to type in the emo tags. I had a crappy day today. All I did was spend time at home, in front of my computer. Nobody likes me. Nobody ever asks me out. Most of the time I'm just sitting in the corner of my room and think how much my life sucks. I watched about 20mins of Saw 3 today. It looked so cool, lots of blood. I wish I could do that with my wrists. Although I don't have enough guts to actually make a deep cut. It looks so painful. Just making a cut feels quite bad already.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least I didn't stay at home the whole day. I had tuition later at night. That's right, tuition during the holidays. My life really sucks so much.*Slit wrists*. Halfway towards the end of the tuition, the people all left! They really don't like me. My life is just terrible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh wells. Looks like I'm ponning PLTC. Hopefully I'll be able to go for St Nick's campfire. Then a few days after that will be IJTP campfire. What fun holidays I'm having. And I'm gonna spend like a whole day at Vivo City soon, special discounts on my special day. Woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-7589202705271956759?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/7589202705271956759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=7589202705271956759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/7589202705271956759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/7589202705271956759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/110607.html' title='11/06&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-3082151708504740301</id><published>2007-06-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:30:11.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/06'07</title><content type='html'>What a looong day I had today. It's the longest and latest that I've been out with my whole family, ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was fun though. Went to church in the morning, then went to PS. We ate Pastamania, then went to Secret Recipes to choose my cake. After that went to World of Sports to look around, since I was suppose to buy new shoe(s). End up I didn't buy anything. Guess I'll have to wait till I have time to go to Queensway, which will be in a long while since my next weekend is taken up by a camp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway before the movie, we were outside the arcade. There was the game where you had to pick up sweets from the bottom and put them back on this platform, and any sweets you managed to push out the end was yours. Win a few times and I guess you'll be able to get a bigger prize, like a soft toy or something, not sure how it works. There was this guy playing, who was I think the father of this girl beside him. The thing was that the compartment where you get to collect the sweets, it was like loaded with sweets! He had like a couple of soft toys on his right, and the only things he took out from the compartment were the boxes of the wafer with chocolate. This guy looked like he'd been at it for a while, since he had &lt;b&gt;A FEW&lt;/b&gt; soft toys. Every once in a while, somebody would win a soft toy, and my sister would be so envious and started begging me, my brother and my father to win a soft toy for her, which obviously was not gonna happen. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next comes the movie. Hmm. Ocean's 13. Stupid thing is that I haven't watched Ocean's 11 and Ocean's 12. Had to try my best to understand. Thankfully the Ocean's series aren't really sequels of each other, so it's not really needed to have watched the ones before it. Kinda help alot. Well I won't be a spoiler and talk about the movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought about you during the movie. I don't know why. I just started to. Must have been the memories. The only thing I really did right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the movie, went to Carrefour and bought lots of stuff. Mostly food though. Hahahaha. We went from originally buying 2 things to a whole basket load of stuff, and ended up being S$50, whereas the 2 things would have been S$10.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, went to Mushroom Pot at Indoor Stadium for dinner. Ordered a 4-person combo and some other stuff like Mushroom Rolls, Mushroom Fries and Liver Mushroom. The combo had fishballs, an assortment of mushrooms, a dish with jellyfish and mushroom, another with Golden Mushroom wrapped in meat, and another with Portobello Mushrooms with some really nice sauce. As usual, the best thing about steamboat-thingys is the soup. I guess that was the thing that made us full, not really the other ingredients that went into it. :P. &lt;strong&gt;The tissues there cost 30c for a pack. Judge the worth by yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yup, that was basically it. Finished the meal around 8.40pm and reached home around 9.15pm. Was a very fun day and I don't regret one bit about spending time with my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-3082151708504740301?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/3082151708504740301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=3082151708504740301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/3082151708504740301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/3082151708504740301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/100607.html' title='10/06&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-9051148810177965029</id><published>2007-06-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:08:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/06'07</title><content type='html'>You, yes you, will be happy to know that I woke up as early as you say you always do, to go for a camp briefing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, that took up most of my morning. For that I had to miss my tuition(again), which I had really wanted to go for. I mean, I haven't gone for 2 weeks, I would have hella notes to read. And I always find it hard to catch up after missing the tuition. Well at least now we're just doing the revision, since we've covered the sec 3 syllabus. Wouldn't be too hard to catch up on what I already know, would it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the briefing which ended at about 2.45pm, went home and just played computer the rest of the time. Mmm. Well I've been doing that like alot anyway. And I just did something which hopefully I won't regret, well only time will tell. Do anything to me and you'll be sorry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well as for tomorrow, church in the morning as per usual, then going to watch Oceans 13! It's free too =D. Oh well, hope tomorrow's fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the worst thing today is finding out that I have something happening on the 14th of June which takes up half my day and a few days after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-9051148810177965029?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/9051148810177965029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=9051148810177965029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/9051148810177965029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/9051148810177965029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/090607.html' title='09/06&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-5994259033483570205</id><published>2007-06-08T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:52:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/6'07</title><content type='html'>Mmmk. This will be an attempt to revive my dead blog, requests from someone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ah okay so it's the holidays now. Not very nice holidays though. Projects, assignments, homework. I still think it's stupid to have homework during the holidays. Yeah you get to spend the extra 7 hours at home sleeping, but it's a holiday, not a do-your-homework-while-at-home-the-whole-day day. That's just stupid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, many people say they get bored at home during holidays. They're probably doing the same thing everyday, which makes them bored. I mean, you probably won't get bored if you've something to do, and it's not the same thing everyday. Even those people who live for holidays get bored during them. They probably play the same thing from day to night, for every single day when holidays start. Yeah that's a fool-proof way to get bored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for me, well most of the time I'm at home, but I have the computer and the PS2 to choose from. Can't get bored, got a couple of new games which I haven't touched, so I'm pretty much preoccupied. The only time I will go out is probably when I have tuition(yes during the holidays), drum lessons, campfires, or some other Scout related thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's all for now. I'll continue posting and try to keep the blog up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-5994259033483570205?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/5994259033483570205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=5994259033483570205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5994259033483570205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/5994259033483570205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2007/06/8607.html' title='8/6&apos;07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115840206267402087</id><published>2006-09-16T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:21:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/9</title><content type='html'>Hey all. I'm here to blog! Like what else could I be here for? This IS a blog after all. Well that was just crap. Okay I'll start blogging.&lt;br&gt;This morning went to NAP for the 12th Youth Science Conference. Went there at 7.45am, only started at about 9am. Okay, only about 1 hour wasted. So the opening ceremony started, presentations, then questions after presentations, and presentations finally end. All in all, there were 3, RGSS, NYGH and RGSS again. So after that went to the Lecture Theatre to get ready my group's presentation. So judges start coming in, then the session starts. First a group from RGSS presents, then is our turn. So we go up there, present our thing, show the audience our game. Went pretty good I suppose. After that HCI people presented, then the other ACSI group. In the end, we won. Woot. =]. Went home after that. Filled with regret. Kind of. Yeah. Damn close. Haha.&lt;br&gt;Okay that's all, till next time when I feel like blogging, which will be like a long long time. Cya. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115840206267402087?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115840206267402087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115840206267402087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115840206267402087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115840206267402087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/09/169.html' title='16/9'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115745874776251067</id><published>2006-09-05T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:56:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/9/06</title><content type='html'>I REALLY LOVE YOU! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115745874776251067?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115745874776251067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115745874776251067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115745874776251067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115745874776251067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/09/5906.html' title='5/9/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115140843503721676</id><published>2006-06-27T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:40:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/6/07</title><content type='html'>You were the only one I wanted but you rejected me.&lt;br&gt;Damn you're good.&lt;br&gt;As if you didn't know I did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115140843503721676?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115140843503721676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115140843503721676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115140843503721676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115140843503721676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/27607.html' title='27/6/07'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115131303302012842</id><published>2006-06-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:10:33.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/6/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The author of this blog is busy thinking about his life. That is all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115131303302012842?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115131303302012842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115131303302012842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115131303302012842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115131303302012842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/26606.html' title='26/6/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115012382925239715</id><published>2006-06-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:58:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/6/06</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm watching Desperate Housewives while doing this. Quite funny, hehe. Yeah another thing from my email, got lots of stuff inside there, hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Woman Are Complex Creatures.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman. If you &lt;br /&gt;don't, you are not a man.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you praise her, she thinks you are lying. If you &lt;br /&gt;don't, you are good for nothing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp. If you don't, you are not understanding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you visit her often, she thinks it is boring. If you don't, she accuses you of double-crossing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy. If you don't, you are a dull boy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are jealous, she says it's bad. If you don't, she thinks you do not love her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you attempt a romance, she says you didn't respect her. If you don't, she thinks you do not like her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are a minute late, she complains it's hard to wait. If she is late, she says that's a girl's way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you visit another man, you're not putting in "quality time". If she is visited by another woman, "oh it's natural, we are girls".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold. If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you fail to help her in crossing the street, you lack ethics. If you do, she thinks it's just one of men's tactics for seduction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting. If she is stared by other men, she says that they are just admiring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you talk, she wants you to listen. If you listen, she wants you to talk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you approach her, she thinks you are cheap. If you don't, she thinks you are too proud.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In short: So simple, yet so complex. So weak, yet so powerful. So confusing, yet so desirable. So damning, yet so wonderful...WOMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115012382925239715?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115012382925239715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115012382925239715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115012382925239715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115012382925239715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/12606.html' title='12/6/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-115002652201283590</id><published>2006-06-11T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:49:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/606</title><content type='html'>Bah forgot to post yesterday, was busy the whole day. Well for today will be another thingy received in my email, so enjoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People spend a lot of time thinking up their children's names (and still get it wrong, ask Drew Peacock). It's just a pity they don't always think as hard about their domain names. Click on this lot, they are all real.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Firstly there is 'Who Represents', a database for agencies to the rich and famous:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whorepresents.com/"&gt;http://www.whorepresents.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Second is the 'Experts Exchange', a knowledge base where programmers can &lt;br /&gt;exchange advice and views:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expertsexchange.com/"&gt;http://www.expertsexchange.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Looking for a pen? Look no further than 'Pen Island':&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penisland.net/"&gt;http://www.penisland.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Need a therapist? Try:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.therapistfinder.com/"&gt;http://www.therapistfinder.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And there is an Italian Power company:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powergenitalia.com/"&gt;http://www.powergenitalia.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.molestationnursery.com"&gt;http://www.molestationnursery.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-115002652201283590?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/115002652201283590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=115002652201283590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115002652201283590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/115002652201283590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/11606.html' title='11/606'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114984864486538211</id><published>2006-06-09T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T18:48:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/6/06</title><content type='html'>Ok yeah. I'll be putting up something I receieved in the email a long while back, some pictures with some like description of it, some are quite funny, so yeah enjoy and remember to smile :).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What part of quiet didn't you understand??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone needs to feel secure...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image002.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Couldn't help it Ma, that first step is a killer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image003.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now what do I do???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image004.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's in there somewhere, I just know it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image005.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really need to get going, but just can't seem to get motivated...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image006.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Man, I'm getting so fat I can hardly scratch my butt!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image007.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These morning walks are killing me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image008.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have you smiled today??&lt;br&gt;It is done by moving the corners of the mouth upward.&lt;br&gt;Let me show you how...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image009.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image010.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image011.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image012.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image013.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just in case nobody has smiled at you today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/image014.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/image014.0.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114984864486538211?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114984864486538211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114984864486538211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114984864486538211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114984864486538211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/9606.html' title='9/6/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114974305527099726</id><published>2006-06-08T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:04:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/6/06</title><content type='html'>Okayyyy item for the day: story, or something along the lines. Enjoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reasons why I never visit my rich friend!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once while visiting a very rich friend, the maid approached me and.....&lt;br&gt;Question: "What would you like to have.. Fruit juice, Soda, Tea, Chocolate, Capuccino, Frapuccino or Coffee?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Tea please."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Ceylon tea, Indian tea, Herbal tea, Bush tea, Honey bush tea, Iced tea or Green tea?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Ceylon tea."&lt;br&gt;Question: "How would you like it? Black or white?&lt;br&gt;Answer: "White."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Milk, or fresh cream?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "With milk."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Goat's milk, or cow's milk?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "With cow's milk please.&lt;br&gt;Question: "Freezeland cow or Afrikaner cow?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Um, I'll just take it black."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "With sugar."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Beet sugar or cane sugar?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Cane sugar."&lt;br&gt;Question: "White, brown or yellow sugar?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Forget about the tea, just give me a glass of water instead."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Mineral water, tap water or distilled water?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "Mineral water."&lt;br&gt;Question: "Flavored or non-flavored?"&lt;br&gt;Answer: "I think I'll just die of thirst."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114974305527099726?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114974305527099726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114974305527099726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114974305527099726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114974305527099726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/8606.html' title='8/6/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114969631611596858</id><published>2006-06-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:16:48.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/6/06</title><content type='html'>Fine I'll post something. Well I seriously have nothing to write about so I'll just post a pic. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/1600/81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2013/1088/320/81.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok that's all. I'll see if I can find more interesting pictures. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114969631611596858?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114969631611596858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114969631611596858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114969631611596858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114969631611596858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/06/7606.html' title='7/6/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114908281432184216</id><published>2006-05-31T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:40:14.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/5/06</title><content type='html'>Bah, if you're not even able to come online during this super long june hols, I'm giving up all hope on you. Still &lt;3 you right now, not sure about it in less than 30 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114908281432184216?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114908281432184216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114908281432184216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114908281432184216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114908281432184216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/05/31506.html' title='31/5/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114896931989815208</id><published>2006-05-30T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:08:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/5/06</title><content type='html'>Bah. Gonna be a crappy attempt to revive this blog by blogging when I have something to blog about. I suppose right now the best thing to blog about would be my school PLSC or Patrol Leader Selection Camp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well the camp started on friday after school at 1.30pm. I don't really remember the order of events so I'll just say what happened during the whole camp. Probably one of the worse things during the camp was layout inspection. The PLs kept lowering the time when some of us couldn't even do it during the stipulated time. No point to pack bag now just dump everything inside since that is what happens during inspection. Bah at least during the camp we managed to pitch an A-frame tent in record time of 14 minutes. I suppose that was the only good thing we did during the camp. We also had quite alot of drill and it was like damn strict. Oh yeah for the friday night we hiked to somewhere in Kent Ridge Park and pitched dome tents there for the night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Woke up at like 4am to hike back to school. Then uh had breakfast then went to the District PLTC pre camp. Boring day but at least got a break from the camp. Went back to school, ate dinner then re-pitched our A-frame tents. Can't remember what happened after that lol =x.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bah even when sunday was the last day it was like the worst morning. Had fire drill and we took 5 minutes to realise it. Then the PLs went to kidnap those people who were like left behind. Uh I can't really remember what happened after that either... my memory seems to be failing me, then again maybe I just don't want to remember.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And damn it went to the stupid Maths Olympiad this morning and it was like so fucking hard I left out more than half the questions... oh well, just for the "exposure".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114896931989815208?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114896931989815208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114896931989815208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114896931989815208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114896931989815208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/05/30506.html' title='30/5/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114354654723903493</id><published>2006-03-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:49:07.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/3/06</title><content type='html'>I just want to say one thing. In everyone's life we would have come across many different types of people. You will eventually have to work with these different types of people. Well let me tell you about this one person that I know. His name is Zacary Tan Jin Kiet. I don't think he even knows what "group" work is. All he cares about is that everything gets done and gets compiled and he gets good marks, otherwise he will put the blame on others, seeing as how his work is always "perfect". Well let me ask everyone out there, would you spend just 5 minutes of your life doing a favour for others? Most of you will say yes. Some of you have taken even longer than 5 minutes just helping someone out. Well I thank for you doing that good deed. However, this friend of mine, Zacary Tan Jin Kiet, won't even spend 5 minutes of his time amending something. As if not doing something beneficial to yourself for 5 minutes will cause you great harm and displeasure. Your attitude seriously sucks. I hope you take a good look at yourself. See how many people are actually your friend, with your kind of attitude. I guess that you have never done anyone a favour, and never will. In the modern society that we live in, you can not count on your own personal merits to survive. Your business will go down the drain. After all, no one will want you in their company because of your selfish attitude. You will probably set up your own business and have nobody working inside, or everyone will leave after one day. Or maybe if you like you can be a rubbish man, that doesn't take doing much favours does it? Well congratulations to you, you have been officially hated. If I become a murderer because there is no capital punishment for whatever reason, the first person I will kill will be you, surprisingly not that teacher. Your ability to piss people off drives people to the brink of insanity. I would rather get kicked out of IB than to have to work with you. Well good luck with your life, I know it will suck at the rate you're going. Zacary Tan Jin Kiet = BlackListeD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114354654723903493?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114354654723903493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114354654723903493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114354654723903493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114354654723903493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/28306.html' title='28/3/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114336936869439171</id><published>2006-03-26T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:36:08.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 march</title><content type='html'>Ok I just got back from the usual Sunday stuff with my family. We finished the church service then went to Paragon for lunch. We ate at Nooch and I ate some ramen thing which had lots of stuff inside, including very nice szechuan vegetables. Then I went with my mother and sister to the adidas shop at the Heeren. When I went inside I just started looking for slingbags. It was on my wishlist to get one. I saw a few that were quite nice, but most of them were quite big too. So I found one bag that had some weird german thing or something like that. It was small and nice, but it was like square so my sister said it wasn't that nice. Oh well, I liked it, so in the end we bought it. It was 49 bucks. So yeah after that went to get my haircut. Managed to get a shorter fringe, but it's still there. Now I'm back home, and I'm suppose to be doing my homework. Well guess I'll start soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114336936869439171?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114336936869439171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114336936869439171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114336936869439171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114336936869439171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/26-march.html' title='26 march'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114329972760673721</id><published>2006-03-25T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:22:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/3/06</title><content type='html'>Track in the morning. Boring. Fun parts were the inter-class 4X100 and the teacher relay. For the inter-class 4X100, it was according to level. Our class got first, and we burned the rest. Our record of 45.5 seconds beat the timing for all the other levels. Oh yeah, and the teacher relay, Madam Roman and our chinese teacher were running. We got burned and got 2nd last, but Mdm Roman was burning at the start. Then went home and played ps for a while, and got pissed alot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went out in the afternoon like 4.30 to plaza sing, we played the arcade there. It's been so long since I went to an arcade that I totally suck at time crisis II now. Oh well, was fun anyway. So after playing arcade to about 6, we got a taxi and went to serene center's mac. We changed into scout u cause we had a campfire at st margs later. It was getting late so we had no time to eat anything. Oh well, at the campfire, it wasn't a real campfire, as in an outdoor campfire. It was indoors, the campfire was kind of fake, and the guides from st margs were trying so hard to light something up with lighters, but it kept getting extinguished by the fan. There were lots of performances and campfire songs. During the performances, at first we would just stand up on our seats. But after a while, we started going to the front. In the end we were like super close to the stage, haha. Yeah it was quite fun. Went home after the campfire. Now I'm back home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's all for today, on a side note, 2 people that I know have the same b'day, b3ll and yuxi. Happy birthday to the both of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114329972760673721?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114329972760673721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114329972760673721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114329972760673721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114329972760673721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/25306.html' title='25/3/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114320497602002995</id><published>2006-03-24T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:56:21.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 march</title><content type='html'>La B is damn slack now. So boring. People sleep and all the teacher does is make a joke and tell the people around the person sleeping to wake up. Chinese is still dumb. Read out the words. Lame primary school teaching method. After recess was physical science prac. Well at least Mr Liang was late. Got to look at cool stuff, like that magnesium ribbon thing. The one where you take a magnesium ribbon and put it over the bunsen burner and watch it flash. Maths is always boring, Since I learnt the thing already.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Yeah so after school ended, was my Scouts. Went to the Energy Conservation thing. Listen to talking talking talking and more talking. At the end of the thing was the funniest. There was this quiz, and competition between us and 3 other schools, Evergreen, Sengkang and Tanjong Katong. In the end, we got all the answers wrong, and we were clapping, lol. So went home after that, nothing much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; P.S. Signing up for a jam is really really irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114320497602002995?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114320497602002995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114320497602002995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114320497602002995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114320497602002995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/24-march.html' title='24 march'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114310459061349940</id><published>2006-03-23T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:03:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 march</title><content type='html'>Today was boring, nothing much. Loads of periods, which the class hates. Oh well nothing much to say, the usual sleeping in class that's all. And I'm bored to death.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well well, made a special commitment today. You'll only know what it is if you follow me home, which nobody will, cause you have to walk so damn far in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114310459061349940?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114310459061349940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114310459061349940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114310459061349940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114310459061349940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/23-march.html' title='23 march'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114301933075414812</id><published>2006-03-22T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:22:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/3/06</title><content type='html'>Well ok. First period was life sciences and people were sleeping again. Thankfully it was not a full prac lesson so we had like 40mins in class, which meant 40mins of nap time. So after life science prac ended, it was LA A. Same as yesterday, people slept. Nothing much happened during the day. Chinese lesson still sucks. Art was funny. Oh yeah after school I went to thomson plaza's popular to buy the vanguard sheet. Funny thing is, I can't remember when was the last time I saw a vanguard sheet, and I forgot how big it is. I already bought a "sheet" but it looks wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; My life will continue to suck until a certain somebody comes online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114301933075414812?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114301933075414812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114301933075414812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114301933075414812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114301933075414812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/22306.html' title='22/3/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114295027733670877</id><published>2006-03-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:11:17.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/3/2006</title><content type='html'>Today in school was so funny. During the first 1 hour period so many people were sleeping. Then one person slept so much that we almost left him in class while we went for our PE. Too bad he woke up. Poor Sai Mun, "sleeping aura" around him, everyone around him was asleep. Oh well, the rest of the day was quite boring. Had a mock debate during LA B lesson. The chairperson for the debate was kinda lame. He was being extra. Attention seeker. The noob got caught for reading the echo, lol. Yeah and our history teacher was late for half the period cause he had to do his big business in the toilet. That's about all, not much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Phew luckily yuai didn't go for maths, else I'd be dead by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114295027733670877?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114295027733670877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114295027733670877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114295027733670877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114295027733670877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/2132006.html' title='21/3/2006'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114284926029515291</id><published>2006-03-20T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:10:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/3/06</title><content type='html'>Well it's time to tell everyone my story of my lunch on Sunday, which was yesterday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; After finishing the church service, my family and I went to Singapore Swimming Club (SSC) for lunch as we were members there and we were going for the buffet. Most of the time there food there would be great, with the main course food, some raw food, nice soup and desert which is usually some cake and other stuff. Well everytime there would be sashimi. There was this group of guys like 5 of them who were also eating in The Palms which was the restaurant of SSC. It seems that after the sashimi ran out and they saw the person preparing more, 4 of them went to camp at the sashimi, and one of them took the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; plate which was meant for main course to take sashimi! That was like....ridiculous. That was my first bad encounter with the bunch of them. So after eating what was left of the buffet, it was time for desert, and that day happened to be chocolate fondue, so there was this fountain-like thingy which out came flowing chocolate in a sort of liquid form, if you don't know what fondue is. So it was like 2.25pm and we wented to take the chocolate fondue, but surprise surprise, the same 4 of them were standing at the chocolate fountain, eating and chatting! They were just standing there! So selfish...so when they finally left me and my sister quickly got there and took what was left. Thankfully it wasn't very little. Those 4 people would be what you call "a buffet's worst nightmare". Hehe, also the people's nightmare. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stupid guys, had to ruin my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114284926029515291?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114284926029515291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114284926029515291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114284926029515291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114284926029515291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/20306.html' title='20/3/06'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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-24352830.post-114279183246765620</id><published>2006-03-20T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T02:10:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 march</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. I just revived my blog, for those of you who know what happened to mine. Well I'm keeping it anonymous just in case, and will change it to my real profile when I think I won't start doing the same thing all over again. Only my name is anonymous, the rest is true. I'll find something to blog, if I don't, then I won't blog, simple as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24352830-114279183246765620?l=spiritual-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/feeds/114279183246765620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24352830&amp;postID=114279183246765620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114279183246765620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24352830/posts/default/114279183246765620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritual-.blogspot.com/2006/03/20-march.html' title='20 march'/><author><name>Jordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15939957639572251074</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>
