<?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-36935241</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:05:43.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the endless oceans..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36935241.post-116569344730729710</id><published>2006-12-10T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T03:44:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to those reading this post, do spread the word for me: MAETRO BISTRO @ CINE sucks to the core. bad service, poor work attitude shown by the staff and a simply ridiculous excuse for a cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;imagine you placing your orders for a drink only to know that the blender is down. no big deal you might think, but aint it common practise to let your customers know that something on the menu is unavailable rather than telling them AFTER they tell you what they want? i actually let it go on the 1st encounter. then when i placed my orders for the 2nd time, they decide to tell me the freezer is down so no ice cream will be served. WHAT THE FUCK. 1st the blender, then the freezer. HELLO, basic courtesy please! inform your customers of the problem BEFORE they make orders. nevermind that, the staff didnt seem the least bit apologetic. ironically the manager asked me to get a float instead for my drink. DUDE, YOUR GOD DAMN FREEZER AINT WORKING. THERE IS NO ICE CREAM FOR YOU TO SERVE ME. dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and fuck the butch that works there. fucked up face with a fucked up attitude. she(i didnt even know whether to type HE or SHE seriously) was looking at customers with her damn head tilted all the time. not to mention the fact that she gives out this "buay song" aura that is shown all over her face. i actually said this: i would fucking ask the manager how much she is paid an hour, and i would pay that damn amount to them just to get her out of my sight for that one hour i am there. NO JOKE, that is how much i do not wish to see her face. utter digust and major turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so i decided to change a chill out spot and called for the bill. once again the fuck-ed up attitude is shown. i waited and waited for my bill to come until i was so pissed i walked over to the damn counter and demanded for it. yeah, so much for the 10% service charge. you can take my money, split it among you losers and stick it up your asses. i aint a demanding customer if i do feel so myself. its the fucked up attitude shown to me that caused this. spread the word, its not worth paying your bucks there. trust me on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;things were much better when we went to TCC (the coffee connoisseur).  had a good chat session with mark, candy and nicholas. the more interesting part of the conversation would be about girls and the whole issue bout guys and girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in my life i may have done many silly things and regretted alot of stuff, but i gotta say the experience makes me a better man. i've come to the conclusion that when a guy and a girl meet, 3 situations can arise. or so i would explain it in a different manner, it would be 3 mathematical situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. diverging lines: simply as mentioned. 2 lines may start at the same point (i.e point of interaction between each other). however, they realise they are going different directions and as time goes by or should i say as the line progresses, they diverge and never meet each other again. in simple terms, these would be what we called mere acquaintences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. parallel lines: 2 people with the same direction of life. they get to see each other as they move along the line. however, paths do not cross. even as time goes by things doesnt change. the gap doesnt widen or close up. stalemate. possible good friends, but nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. converging lines: approaches each other's path as time goes by. eventually there would be a point of contact whereby something will develop, be it more than close friends, or even a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of course this is just an analogy. things do happen along the way which breaks the law of math. example, what if it was a parallax error and that the 2 lines werent actually parallel? likewise, what if another line comes into the path of 2 converging lines and contacts one of the lines before the original line is supposed to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what i would mean is that, a guy and a girl may think they are totally incompatible with each other. however, it was just a misconception by both parties. one day they might just realise they are actually closing in on each other unknowingly. and like the converging lines issue, you may be getting closer to a guy/girl. but what if another guy/girl comes into the picture without you knowing and overtakes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everyone's philosophy of life and relationships are different. i have yet to fix mine anyway. but i am putting in the things i've experienced into my book of records called "life" and slowly correcting my mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there's actually alot more i wish to type. but my thoughts are in a mess. i'll just leave them be for now. its late anyway. would love to believe my next relationship would be a better one, but i'll leave it for fate and what comes along. probably gotta read up more on the art of seduction. muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;k dead tired, out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116569344730729710?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116569344730729710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116569344730729710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116569344730729710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116569344730729710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/crap.html' title='crap.'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116533422510325335</id><published>2006-12-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:57:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past is back to haunt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went for the written test for the application of narcotics officer. basically the test was more to see how one person would react in various situations based on fixed answers. there was a whole section of diagram patterns though. actually got pretty stuck at some questions. tough but was pretty fun. havent had the chance to shade OMR sheets since sec 4. nostalgic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next training intake would be on 9th of jan. if all goes well that will be the fateful day i turn botak again. well, not like anyone ever looked at me even when i had a cool hairdo in the first place. so everything has to be done ni this month or so, interviews, medical checkup and bond-signing and whatever else needs to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i want a better life. i mean who doesnt. by me choosing this path i'd be contented with what i have and lead my life normally as a typical singaporean. as long as i can enjoy myself from time to time without having to think too much, i am gonna be a happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah, went to PC bunk yesterday. was pretty fun even though i was dead tired. saw alot of people in real life. shall not go too deep into details cause its nothing interesting. those jokes i made should not be posted here as people might come killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my new year resolution next year would probably be to change a whole new attitude and adjust my character a little. as my friends would describe, i am a 100% typical scorpio. good or bad i have no idea. maybe a change of character and something nice might just happen to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ironically, in relevance to my last post about me not saying alot of things, now i actually wished i didnt say so much. situations can become so awkward just because you said something you shouldnt. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dear santa, i've been a good boy this year (minus all the negative comments i've made about people. LOL) so please drop me presents through my mailbox downstairs. Fed Ex is fine by me too. Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;denial is optimism. totally agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116533422510325335?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116533422510325335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116533422510325335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116533422510325335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116533422510325335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/past-is-back-to-haunt.html' title='the past is back to haunt.'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116518730222036913</id><published>2006-12-04T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:08:23.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>searching for answers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;first off, let me congratulate my pals for the success of Dance Arts 19th Recital. Yeah you guys did great for your item. of course not forgetting the cute little kids who amuse me with their plain innocence on stage. absolutely entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when i see everyone around me working or studying then i start to panic from time to time. as much as i think i will get selected into the bureau, chances are things might screw up. one thing for sure, my hair color aint gonna help me in the interview. so i've gotta get it sprayed black before going for it i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lately many questions run in my mind. i cant answer them myself. if i have any luck at all, maybe i can find someone who can answer at least some of them for me. lost and without direction, currently i feel nothing but an empty carcass making merry and laughing to cover up for all the negativity. surely life will be better, just let me be able to feel it when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in this life of mine there have been so many things i wanted to do but didnt do..so many words i've been wanting to say but never did. i've missed so many things in life, here i am thinking of "what if" and the "what would have been".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna go back to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna say things that i dont dare say, do things i dont dare do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna save money for my degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna lead a better life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna love and be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna..SLEEP... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116518730222036913?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116518730222036913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116518730222036913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116518730222036913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116518730222036913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/searching-for-answers.html' title='searching for answers...'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116404230197369829</id><published>2006-11-21T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:05:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>older yet again.</title><content type='html'>no random thoughts for today. had a wonderful weekend over at jiahui's chalet and dinner on sunday night at manhattan fish market. YES! It's her 21st birthday and my 22nd birthday on 17th and mine on 20th respectively. Doug's birthday is on the 27th but we decided to share the cost for the dinner since we were a little off budget as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again best wishes to the 4 birthday peeps during this mth. not forgetting sean my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess up next on the agenda would be to get myself into CNB, work and save money. hope everything goes well. oh yeah, new look for me. blond hair baby! not the light blond but a little darker, somewhere near orange. but its gonna go off if i get through the selection so i'll enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116404230197369829?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116404230197369829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116404230197369829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116404230197369829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116404230197369829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/older-yet-again.html' title='older yet again.'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116353820540984778</id><published>2006-11-15T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:03:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GST hike again. sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought of the day:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yet another GST hike. bahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts from me: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;well, they did advise bloggers not to mention any political in your blog. but sad to say, this recent GST hike has been the newest hot topic after the must talked about tammy incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7% GST means i gotta freaking pay $7 for every freaking 100 bucks i spend. so to say if i were to purchase a plasma tv at a cost of $3000 i would have to pay $210 extra. scary thought. that's why the prices you see in most electronic stores are AFTER GST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it seems just not long ago when we had the GST raised to 5%. or maybe i have a very bad time frame. it seemed like yesterday when i enlisted into army anyway. that aside, this means that the standard of living just got higher in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;seriously i wonder, how long would it take at this rate before the GST is raised to 10%? lets wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a little too tired to blog. i woke up from my sleep all of a sudden. some bad things happened and its affecting my mood totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to ke xin: sorry for what i said and did. it just happened at the worse time possible. until you forgive me i dont think i got the right to address you intimately. if you need me or any help at all i am just a call away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to NRA peeps: thanks for taking in the comments. dont doubt your abilities as a great crew. looking forward to the next funkamania. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to justified: all due respect for standing up for your friend. peace mate. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to sean, douglas, bryan, dion, jia hui and lastly myself: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (sorry for those belated ones.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tired. peace out =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116353820540984778?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116353820540984778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116353820540984778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116353820540984778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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from me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; first off, whatever is gonna be written below is purely for discussion sake. this is my blog; i write what i want to. if you are uncomfortable reading it the big X at the top right corner of this browser is always there for you. simply said: i paid $12 for the performance. sadly the performance was only worth a mere $7 to me. so here i am ranting off the remaining 5 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the first ever NRA in house production at their very own Ngee Ann Poly. quite a turnout to say the least. i aint good with numbers so i wont be giving a figure for the turnout. however the show left much room for improvements. perhaps more notably is the draggy conversations between the emcees. sadly to say i could have came out of the convention centre at least 30-45 minutes earlier should they have shorten their trash talk. tried bloody hard to impress the audience with corny jokes, but in my opinion backfired on them. dragging the show doesnt make people happy. i would have watched a damn Jacky Wu variety show if i wanted more laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2nd noticeable problem of the performance: too much singing. it says "DANZATION 2006", NOT "talent-quest 2006". i am pretty sure the audience came in expectation of seeing good dance performances. singing + dancing in my opinion is pretty redundant. if you wanna show people that you can do MTV steps, by all means. the singing didnt impress me much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;next on the list would be definitely our very own daphne khoo. i dont know whether is it just me, but the show very much focused on daphne. well seeing her in front in most items doesnt really affect me, since i do recognise her abilities as a good dancer. but having her sing a good 5 songs was a little too much. seriously, stop riding on her name. yes everybody knows her, the ones who dont will definitely do after going for the show tonight anyway. just a tad too much of daphne in one night for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lastly would be the flow of motion for the items. i couldnt really catch any themes. couldnt really decipher what they were trying to potray to me in each item. as a layman, all i know is i am seeing alot of repeated stuff. i cant explain whats popping, locking and stuff. but trust me i can recognise them. too much of the same stuff: bad. too much changes in the style for each particular item too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ultimately i'd rate the performance as 5/10 for a 1st time production by NRA. there were still alot of good points to it. good old Mr James really tickled me abit. dancers were good too, gave their best shot at it. props to that. yes guys, you made us proud, no doubt about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wrote my opinions the way i deemed fit. in fact i wished someone from NRA could see this and spread the word. i aint no pro dancer myself, i just wish to see a better show next year when i go for danzation 2007. i always believe criticism brings room for improvement. and people who accepts criticism are the ones who will go far. danzation 2006: success or not? you decide. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had supper after the show and went home. dead tired due to lag of sleep. out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116256258538007210</id><published>2006-11-03T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:11:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay home friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: what is an ah lian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: commonly discussed topic. from what i recall everytime this topic turns out to be a joke making a mockery out of girls who just can't snap out of their juvenile years. i ever came across this blog which really tickled me from the way the described what is an ah lian. random thought when i was playing AuditionSEA so i decided to blog it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so folks, here goes the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. As expected, everything must be PINK. Pink polo, tees, bags, hp wrappings etc etc. you name it, they have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. Make-up so thick that when the wind blows, some actually comes off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. Hair of unnatural color. I believe no one is born with purple, pink, blue or green hair. trust me on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. Must listen to TONG HUA (and be bloody obsessed with it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. SMS tone for their handphones must be loud enough to reach the other cabins to your left and right on the MRT. They strongly believe in being public nuisances. NO FREAKING IDEA WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. Eurodance for life. Prefer remixes by unknown "DJs" such as DJ Ah beng - techno fever (rojak mix 2006).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7. Loves Pure milk and NWO. I love it when they wear tees with the big word "NEWBIE" in the front. utterly n00bish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;8. Must have kors, di, meis, jies, papa, mama and a whole bloody complicated family tree of non blood-related people. If i recall, they call this (jie mui qing shen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;9. Must type like this: "iiiie luUuUrRrbBb euUUu". Alternate caps and tons of additional letters. Cute? I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;10. Highly articulate in the use of the hokkien language; the vulgar words that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;11. Loves to take neoprints. Often seen in poses that simply irks you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;12. Loves to wear tight denim skirts, but often you see fat thighs. Absolute turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;13. Has 5-10 extra friendster accounts for total strangers who are adding them because these twits think that she is chio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;14. Often uses nicknames of no depth. I.E xiia0gurrrl miissylove princessgal ahhtoot. The list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;15. Rebonded hair is a must. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Should more than 5 of the above list sound like you, congrats. You are definitely a full-fledged lian. no questions about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Those with more to add to the list feel free to MSN me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring day at home, thus the boring post. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116256258538007210?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116256258538007210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116256258538007210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116256258538007210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116256258538007210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/stay-home-friday.html' title='stay home friday'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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-36935241.post-116237361547928996</id><published>2006-11-01T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:29:55.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: are cars really that essential in wooing girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: suddenly thought of this question earlier in the day. came to realize that girls are getting more materialistic. i ain't stereotyping here; girls nowadays just give me that kind of feeling: no car = no date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"shallow" is the perfect word to describe such girls. i find it pretty disturbing when girls ask guys questions like "you wanna jio me out ar? GOT CAR ANOT HAR?". utter disgust. no amount of looks can make up for the sheer ugliness of that sentence. to start with, some girls who go after guys with cars ain't even decent looking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fortunately, there are girls who still love guys for who they are, not for their cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if you're looking to marry off a rich boyfriend so you don't have to work your ass off, then i suggest you look for a dying old man. that way you can ask him to make you his beneficiary and inherit his assets after he die. immoral but effective nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;god knows when I last did this. blogging that is. It's been awhile, but I needed some place to throw my thoughts and comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the best place is none other than my own blog space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jobless as of late. my application for the job at CNB is pretty much pending. perhaps its high time I found some part time job till the application goes through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well. not much to talk about. this being the first post I really have nothing much in mind to share. when I did this I kinda realized that my HTML skills is getting from bad to worse. could hardly remember any of the HTML codes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for an impromptu personal web space done in less than a day, this should suffice by normal standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36935241-116237361547928996?l=vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116237361547928996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36935241&amp;postID=116237361547928996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116237361547928996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36935241/posts/default/116237361547928996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vast-sea-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-in-scene.html' title='back in the scene'/><author><name>tetralite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05106165860544058429</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>
