<?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-30434728</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:04:23.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Local Monkey Clement</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30434728.post-8281548018019794441</id><published>2008-05-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:35:55.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wotcher there. Went for the band concert on Friday night. It started off pretty well. With the usual cheers and shouts and screams and stuff. Quite noisy though. haha. But what can i say? It's Catholic High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was sitting with Dillon, MinRon, Wen Xuan, Brandon, Daren and Eugene who was wearing skinnes. Woots. Okay. I was not really sitting beside all of them, like not all of them was directly beside me. Ahhhh! You get the point. yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. In front of us, was this few guys, around 4 or 5 guys with 1 guys parents. We were kinda noisy and the guy with his parents turned and said," Shut Up Lah!" So we did. Shall not describe his looks. For some description, you guys can go to Wen Xuan's blog. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, Brandon crossed his leg and accidentally kicked that guy's chair. The guy turned back and scolded him. Said stuff like," Wanna Bang then say lah. Act cute. Give that innocent look. then !@#$%^&amp;amp;#^%#^%$^&amp;amp;$#^%#&amp;amp;^#$^%$^$^&amp;amp;$^#^$&amp;amp;##!" then the guy in front of me like parrot, keep repeating what the other guy said. haha. The first guy's parents like tried to cool him down and scolded us too. then i sensed immense tension and messaged Shaun, who was sitting 2 rows behind me, that Maybe later got fight. then he told the rest of his row, which included people like paris, his gf and Jit Hin and Say Cheong and Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, i quickly went and find them. then we gathered more people to like go hang out or smth. then we went out of the hall and they all surrounded, wanting to know what happened. then the guy sitting in front of me stood a few mertres away and pointed at me, talking to his 2 or 3 other friends. The group of us, excluding me then turned and stared at him. Shaun saw Mdm Wong walk down and quickly say, " Lao Shi lao Shi, got people wanna hit us. We very scarred. then Mdm Wong like don't care and say aiyo". then hit me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 4 people went away. our whole group went too. we had like 10+ people. then we exited and started to cross the road. then we saw the group outside there like waiting for us. we walked passed them and 1 of them took out a tennis racket from his bag. then after a while they started following our group of 10+ people. We started to get really really scared, especially me, as i was the target. Then we all scared will have fight and started calling for help. Like call Li Song and Wei Ping and 3 of his friends who were at Raffles City waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beat like super super fast and i was like trembling a bit. First time i got so scared. Plans started to form in our head. We could go to The Singapore Flyer, as Ben's friend's father was the GM there. but somehow we walked the opposite direction, towards the crowded area. Some of them said that it was better to walk to crowded places as they sure won't pick a fight there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian then suggested to go and hide at his Dad's restaurant at Raffles City, which we did in the end. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun also suggested that we should fight as he never see me fight b4. then he said i sure win. haha. But i think he was crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked past the grass field and the group of 4 following our group of 10+ started shouting stuff like, "wanna fight ah? Come lah!" kept taunting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, behind them, there was another group of like 6 people from CHS like Adarell and kenneth GWEE following them too. I kept receiving info from that group. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bad people following us also took off his shirt to reveal his singlet. Like really wanna fight. then after the field, was a pedestrian crossing and the green man flashing.  We ran. Paris was like  damm worried of his gf. What a gentleman. Awww. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the dash, we came onto this slightly-crowded street where we brisk walked.  We turned to the right towards Raffles City and some of us went to the 7 Eleven at peninsular to buy drinks. We separated and never rejoined. The bad people kinda lost us and walked straight. That was the info i got from the group of 6 following behind. then i was left with a group of around 8 people where we walked faster, past the MRT station then to the restaurant. We hid at the staircase for a while and then yeap. Nothing much happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. was really really scared. like mad. Heart beating 200 BPM. ahha. then on our escape, we saw a sign on the bridge hung by people, saying " Happy Birthday Sean" Like really coolios. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if we fought. Woah. Massive fight it would be. like 20 people bishing each other. But of course, being nice people who are deplomatic, we didn't fight. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary. tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8281548018019794441?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8281548018019794441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8281548018019794441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8281548018019794441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8281548018019794441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2008/05/wotcher-there.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-289373068847180621</id><published>2008-05-01T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:45:31.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 day work week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to Institute of Molecular and Cell Biology (IMCB) in Proteos at Biopolis which is located at Buona Vista. haha. From mon to wed, this week. By the way, Proteos is th name of the building and Biopolis is the name of the whole place with the many differnet buildings by A* Star Agency or smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;preety cool. learnt stuff like neural differentiation and degeneration. Cool but really really really uber duper CHEEM! Stuff about cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i can own Mr Goh liao. Buahahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-289373068847180621?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/289373068847180621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=289373068847180621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/289373068847180621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/289373068847180621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-day-work-week.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-690105564966729558</id><published>2008-03-23T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:58:42.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wotcher there. Was bored, so took the tests as suggested on Wen Xuan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know yourself better quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your handwriting says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You are a sociable and outgoing person. You enjoy attending parties and seek attention from  people wherever you can. The closer you place your words together, the more afraid you are  of being left alone. Loneliness is your one great fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You think money and love are equally important. You have an interest in many things in life,  and work hard to ensure that you maintain a healthy balance between work, play and love.  However, you tend to be unable to decide on what you really want to do with your life.  You wouldn't dream of leaving your loved one for one or two million dollars,  but you would have to reconsider if the offer rose to 100 million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Red&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You like to go to parties and enjoy them even more when they are  fun and full of people. You have a lot of energy and are extremely enthusiastic about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. That's about all. Tata! Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th November is my favourite date for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-690105564966729558?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/690105564966729558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=690105564966729558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/690105564966729558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/690105564966729558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2008/03/wotcher-there.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-1021527396974721695</id><published>2008-02-24T01:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:34:28.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wotcher. CNY was not bad. School is really exhausting. CLimbing is fun, as usual. There are gonna be more pictures than words&lt;br /&gt;Check out this baby. My nanny's grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BVkYJvEHI/AAAAAAAAADM/UqFkEt7uJqo/s1600-h/Fat+Baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BVkYJvEHI/AAAAAAAAADM/UqFkEt7uJqo/s320/Fat+Baby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170226455668265074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friggin Chubby! Just want to pinch his cheeks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BV2IJvEII/AAAAAAAAADU/s2IhsSNw5Lk/s1600-h/CNY+Smart+Casual+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BV2IJvEII/AAAAAAAAADU/s2IhsSNw5Lk/s320/CNY+Smart+Casual+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170226760610943106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BWaYJvEJI/AAAAAAAAADc/BbVSbONR2cw/s1600-h/CNY+Smart+Casual+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BWaYJvEJI/AAAAAAAAADc/BbVSbONR2cw/s320/CNY+Smart+Casual+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170227383381201042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The above 2 photos is me in smart casual on CNY reunion dinner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXBIJvEKI/AAAAAAAAADk/JXHSph578LU/s1600-h/Me+Gay+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXBIJvEKI/AAAAAAAAADk/JXHSph578LU/s320/Me+Gay+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170228049101131938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and Behold. Change of image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXg4JvELI/AAAAAAAAADs/R6FNe88lzNU/s1600-h/Me+Gay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXg4JvELI/AAAAAAAAADs/R6FNe88lzNU/s320/Me+Gay+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170228594561978546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXuIJvEMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p9ioa3bfGbQ/s1600-h/Me+Gay+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BXuIJvEMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p9ioa3bfGbQ/s320/Me+Gay+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170228822195245250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God! Pictures speak a thousand words. haha+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BX_4JvENI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vsYkOtgDNpA/s1600-h/Me+Geek.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BX_4JvENI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vsYkOtgDNpA/s320/Me+Geek.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170229127137923282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Changed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off. Cheers people. Hope you all recover from shock=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-1021527396974721695?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/1021527396974721695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=1021527396974721695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1021527396974721695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1021527396974721695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2008/02/wotcher.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R8BVkYJvEHI/AAAAAAAAADM/UqFkEt7uJqo/s72-c/Fat+Baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30434728.post-4420514482853082360</id><published>2008-02-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:34:28.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Revival</title><content type='html'>Wotcher, People of the World, the magnificent world, the great world. In case you people ask me what wotcher is. It is just like saying Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a month plus since I last blogged. Wait. I mean a month plus of school days since i last blogged. Just realised i forgot to count the holidays in. Okay. So its been realllllyyyyy loongggg since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year have so far been not bad. With reallly busy days sometimes, with homework reaching alarming heights. Apparently, teachers have always reminded us that this is only the tip of the iceberg. Oh God! However, on the bright side, on other days, its been really fun, laughing till my insides hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council is okay. Shall not comment much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And So is NCC. POP-ing soon. But will not comment much lest i start some war between the monkey and the humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 3 years and counting since I have joined the Catholic High. Looks have changed. Tastes have changed. Style have changed. Skills have improved. Knowledge has increased.  Friends have increased.  Maturity, on the other hand,  may or may not have improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since i seriously climbed. Let say, 6 weeks? Thats bad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely looking forward to the new movie, Jumper. In case you people wanna the link, its &lt;a href="http://www.jumperthemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.jumperthemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this blabbering, check this duo i found on youtube. They are Flight Of The Conchords and they are from New Zealand. They are very TALENTED and REALLY GOOD!! =) This Song is called Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlYkIJVguCU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlYkIJVguCU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how were they? Great right? The next song is "Humans Are Dead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoi1MSGu64&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoi1MSGu64&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. If you wanna more of them, you can go youtube and find their other songs like &lt;span&gt;"Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros" and " Albi the (racist) dragon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this is another video. Its called Evil Eye. Pay close attention to what the person says and the baby's movement especially the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E4kyCiVF-0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7E4kyCiVF-0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked whats the coolest thing in your house? I think this is the coolest thing in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R6M_pglNJMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-rDgMyavZo/s1600-h/Coolest+thing-+Tap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R6M_pglNJMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-rDgMyavZo/s320/Coolest+thing-+Tap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162039580249892034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TAP!!! Its like a joy stick. Turn to left is cold water, turn to right is hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right??&lt;br /&gt;Buahahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Just now when i was going home from Orchard. i saw this sign at a staircase lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R6NAPglNJNI/AAAAAAAAADE/zbnEx1bLU8A/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R6NAPglNJNI/AAAAAAAAADE/zbnEx1bLU8A/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162040233084921042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Hope you all have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Being EMO sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4420514482853082360?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4420514482853082360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4420514482853082360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4420514482853082360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4420514482853082360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-revival.html' title='Blog Revival'/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/R6M_pglNJMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-rDgMyavZo/s72-c/Coolest+thing-+Tap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30434728.post-2107488428181567168</id><published>2007-11-26T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:16:02.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Hello. Just reviving my blog now eh. Hmmm.. Holidays pass by really fast.. Been a month already. Or close to it.. Busy Busy man.. Sleeping and idling.. Have not started on homework. Plan to start it on 1st December, but it should be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is a month of fun!!! i hope... Anw, the past 3 days have been really hectic. Roars!! It was the National School Sports Climbing Competition (NSSCC) and the Asian Youth Championship (AYC). Volunteered to be an offical for both events, mostly on AYC. AYC is a boulder and speed climbing competition for Asia's youth climbers, with climbers from Malaysia, Indonesia, Korea, Japan, Thailand and Kazakhstan. Yea.. Somehow became a judge for the routes, the most difficult routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the climbers are like some of the better climbers in their country, i saw really sick moves. Like 1 arm-locks by Gary Fernandez of Singapore and also the super power Korean climber, Park Ji Kwan who got many of the gals gaga.. I made some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not talk about the events anymore. Cos its kinda dry. Yea.. but for Friday and Sat, i had to report to Clementi and Suntec respectively at like super early times. and the event always end damm late. On Sat, it ended at 1 am.. I was there from 10am to 1 am. Crazy. But the climbers in the junior category (the oldest category), had to be in isolation for like 6 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Moving along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I injured my wrist from i dunno what. Climbing i think. Went to chi doc today... Shouted quite a bit after his superb consultation. My right wrist is injured kinda badly he said. So restricted movement. Healing around 1 month plus.. ROARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S The Japanese Gals are both HOT and CUTE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2107488428181567168?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2107488428181567168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2107488428181567168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2107488428181567168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2107488428181567168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-2772772776148581698</id><published>2007-10-30T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:56:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess some of you guys already know who came last friday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for those whol are still in the dark, let me bring you to the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Mediacorp Artistes came, name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia Chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Chong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian Lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Mok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Many students in my school are having similar expressions as some of you might now be experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the school sent thsese artistes to our school? And they were all FEMALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Maybe the school is scared that some of us might become gay after the recent issues of Section 377A, where everyone is debating over. So the school decided to call these artistes over to let us know what is the opposite sex, since our school may or may not lack some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it could not be true as the school could not have been so bo liao to do such a stupid thing. But Who Knows???!! buahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, from my reliable sources, i have gathered that the purpose of their visit is something to do with the Star Awards 2007. Some publication activity or some interview that is to be filmed on the day of the Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the artistes came, the upper secondary were having lessons and the lower secondary were the "welcoming party". After which, there was an hour long recess. The artistes arrived after many false alarms and people were screaming their lungs out. They then proceeded to the plaza and then to the auditorium for photo taking and interview sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many students went down to see them and take pictures of them, going gaga over the stars. However, throughout the entire time they were in the school, i did not once went down to take a glimpse of them. Many of you would ask why i miss this golden opportunity. Reasons are as followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont find it childish for once to take pictures with idols or celebs and artistes. But renting a  hotel room next to them may be overboard. Anw, yea, I do not find it childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see the ugly side of people. Because when such events are organized, one would see the ugly side of people. The side where people will push to see the artistes. The side where people will scold, curse and swear because they have not taken any pictures of the artistes. The side where people may use underhand means just to catch a glimpse of the artistes. The side that many, including myself do not want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when such events are organized, one would find what i call Self Assigned Jobs. These jobs are small errands that a person, in this case, a student would assign himself to do. Like bringing the artistes to the toilet or to entertain or even to but a drink for them. When asked by others on why he is doing this, he would say that a teacher of high authority, like the discipline master or the principle, had assigned him the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example. Tom assigned himself the job of bringing the artistes to the toilet if they wanted to. Then the other students, maybe out of curiosity or jealousy would ask why he was supposed to do it, and not the others. Tom would then explain that the Vice -Principal had told him to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Hence the other students would not be able to question the instruction given by a person of higher authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many conflicts would also surface from such events. For example, one might have insider information that the artistes may be coming and because of jealousy or other factors, he did not share it with his friends. After a public announcement, and by coincidental, friends might wonder why he did not tell them firsthand and kept it from them. Then arguments will be un- preventable, and friendship ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One incident i had heard was that Patricia Mok was being ostracized because she is not as pretty as the others who came. Unlike Felicia Chin and Michelle Chia who were the hot favorites especially the former. But i admire Patricia Mok the most for her courage to accept who she is and also make a joke out of it. People would take pictures and get autographs from the others because of their outer beauty. But i beg to differ. Simply because Patricia Mok has talents the other do not. She is a comedian! She dares to do things the other do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the end of the entire event that the artistes came had made many people happy, from the pictures they had taken and that they had had seen the artistes, or made people sad, because they had not taken any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Not to forget, I have heard stories that a few of the students got kissed by the artistes.  And also a rumor that a student got Felicia Chin's number and also that a student got fed by Felicia Chin with chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2772772776148581698?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2772772776148581698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2772772776148581698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2772772776148581698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2772772776148581698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-some-of-you-guys-already-know-who.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-6583465439684540081</id><published>2007-10-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:30:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey You You.&lt;br /&gt;lets not talk about EOY. just say, hmmm. I am okay with it. Hope i dont retain..&lt;br /&gt;Been looking for holiday jobs and surfing net for stuff recently. been lying on the couch watching tv and playing SSX 3 on my xbox this couple of days. Lets just say. I am living a life of a couch potaattooo...&lt;br /&gt;Great fun. Idling all day, with no worries. But need to get some sun man. Gotta get my tan back and my fitness if i had any... buahahahaha.. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerballs are tiring. Fun but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing is fun, real fun. Tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkour is not getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums are okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals are getting&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hotter&lt;/span&gt;. That i cant deny, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys arent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not like purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i like the right eared pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body piercings are painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so does CROCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Blog post done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from a wise and great person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its not a toilet thing!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-6583465439684540081?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/6583465439684540081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=6583465439684540081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6583465439684540081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6583465439684540081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-hey-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-7648992616417982877</id><published>2007-09-24T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:29:55.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wotcher people of the World.&lt;br /&gt;               My Life is er.. i dunno. so yea... Who cares? Anw the clock is ticking to EOY and i am gonna be slaughtered! Maybe i will retain and maybe i will not.. buahahaha... dunno &amp;amp; dont care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, are you guys planning for post-exam activities or just feeling bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can talk to God! At this website, &lt;a href="http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html"&gt;iGod | Artificial Intelligence Chat&lt;/a&gt;.Yea.. Haha... Have a great time talking to God and may ur prayers be answered. Whether isit you will have all the Money in the world or that there will be world peace or even get the girl or guy-next-door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terms, Conditions and features of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html"&gt;iGod | Artificial Intelligence Chat&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)For retards&lt;br /&gt;2)Guaranteed to waste ur time&lt;br /&gt;3)Guaranteed a good laugh&lt;br /&gt;4)Guaranteed to make you will more retarded&lt;br /&gt;5)Guaranteed to make you love Simpson's cos they are as retarded as you are&lt;br /&gt;6)Guaranteed Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun.. Buahahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-7648992616417982877?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/7648992616417982877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=7648992616417982877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7648992616417982877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7648992616417982877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/09/wotcher-people-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5921664356394641419</id><published>2007-09-12T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:57:40.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUSY BUSY.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY.........&lt;br /&gt;bye.. buahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5921664356394641419?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5921664356394641419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5921664356394641419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5921664356394641419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5921664356394641419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-2763149575929632428</id><published>2007-08-22T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:34:29.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wotcher Guys... buahahaha... Long time no blog...&lt;br /&gt;As per normal, i screw up my common test, Big Time. A Maths is starting to seep into me. Physics and Chem have already been pretested by me... What i gotta do what a student gotta do... So yea... life's like that... buahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i got nothing much to post. So i shall post random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RswhmGhy0wI/AAAAAAAAACk/fvi8fSGsm6w/s1600-h/grip+is+everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RswhmGhy0wI/AAAAAAAAACk/fvi8fSGsm6w/s320/grip+is+everything.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101489416375030530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grip Is Everything. buahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/Rswh1mhy0xI/AAAAAAAAACs/HpWZAii5tSY/s1600-h/Dillon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/Rswh1mhy0xI/AAAAAAAAACs/HpWZAii5tSY/s320/Dillon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101489682663002898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr Dillon Yap who.... Cant Say... Buahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RswiP2hy0yI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pmVoX1Bb2pM/s1600-h/No+Climbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RswiP2hy0yI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pmVoX1Bb2pM/s320/No+Climbing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101490133634568994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH!!!! This Sucks... NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;photo credits for this pic: Edith... buahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats ALl...buai buai worxxx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2763149575929632428?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2763149575929632428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2763149575929632428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2763149575929632428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2763149575929632428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/08/wotcher-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RswhmGhy0wI/AAAAAAAAACk/fvi8fSGsm6w/s72-c/grip+is+everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30434728.post-304010800499331854</id><published>2007-07-29T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:45:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys!!! Do u like shoes? Dont u find it frustrating when u go shopping and cant find the shoe that u want? Cant find the shoe that has that special design? or would u like to have a pair of shoes whose design is one-of-a-kind? Then, what are u waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Visit &lt;b&gt;HAM&amp;HIPPO's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is a shop/company set up by my friend and another friend of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They design personalized and hand-drawn shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designs are unique and they would totally fit your style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designs are smudged-proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a special request for a particular theme or design, feel free to tell&lt;br /&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;HAM&amp;HIPPO's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;please visit their web site at http://hamnhippo.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are u waitin for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start ordering and buying ur very own personalized shoes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-304010800499331854?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/304010800499331854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=304010800499331854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/304010800499331854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/304010800499331854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/guys-do-u-like-shoes-dont-u-find-it.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5708399714772605752</id><published>2007-07-29T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:32:54.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY GUYS... Common test week was okay... Mugged like i have never mugged b4... I think the number of hours that i mug in my whole lifetime of 14 + years is like the same as some people for 1 year lah... Equation as stated below for easier reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Hours Monkey Clement Clocked for mugging in his lifetime = Number of hours some other people clocked for mugging in 1 year....&lt;br /&gt;buahahaha... mugging sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw brief summary of the week...&lt;br /&gt;Mon, Eng... Dunno what the hell i was writing.&lt;br /&gt;Tue, Chem and SS.... Chem-- Kinda dieded. SS-- Was okay for the SEQ but not good for SBQ.&lt;br /&gt;Wed, Physics and Geog... Physics--- Quite okay with careless mistakes... My bubble size was 24 cm in radius and 60000 cm3 in volume.. Beat that... Sure can enter Guinness Book of Records...&lt;br /&gt;Geog--- Still Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, Bio and Maths.. Bio was great, i think... Maths, damm pissed... Exam sttress, cant think properly...&lt;br /&gt;Fri, Chi.. Was okay.. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5708399714772605752?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5708399714772605752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5708399714772605752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5708399714772605752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5708399714772605752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-6153061773389968100</id><published>2007-07-23T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:23:14.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME???!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-6153061773389968100?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/6153061773389968100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=6153061773389968100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6153061773389968100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6153061773389968100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-hell-is-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8404519727116679915</id><published>2007-07-21T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:29:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished mugging bio and surfing the net... Anw while studying just now, a heard a damm loud sound in the air... Looked up and saw 4 frigggin apaches flying over me.... Super loud... Should be apaches lah cos could see the 2 super big missile like thingy at the sides... and they were flying so low like just slightly above the block's highest level which is 23. Damm cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8404519727116679915?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8404519727116679915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8404519727116679915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8404519727116679915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8404519727116679915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-finished-mugging-bio-and-surfing.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-6901562970789061826</id><published>2007-07-19T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:02:09.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN!!! Guess what The World's Local Monkey Clement did for the past few days? Give it a guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint 1: Its something that he has never done b4 for the past years since he came to this beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint 2: Its something that he only does like the day before tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, you should noe already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World's Local Monkey Clement has been mugging his ass off for the past few days!!! bet u Dont Believe... But its nth but the truth... Its freaking me out... The sun may rise from the west and Singapore may snow...&lt;br /&gt;First time he clocked like 4 hours studying. His max was like 3 hours and the dam b4 exams... Oh man. Pigs are flying...&lt;br /&gt;He is like mugging his ass off like some friggin mugger... Now mugging chem... Gtg...&lt;br /&gt;KUDOS TO  MONKEY CLEMENT!!! BUAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-6901562970789061826?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/6901562970789061826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=6901562970789061826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6901562970789061826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6901562970789061826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-man-guess-what-worlds-local-monkey.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-4362269108060022058</id><published>2007-07-17T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:46:54.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay guys... I am so scrwed... I got lowest in class for A maths class test. single digit /30... first time... my grades are seriously screwing up like mad... my chem class test failed... my physics class test got 25/40, one of the lowest in class... bio test should be fail also... i just dont understand what the hell is going on. I thought alpha beta was kinda alright for me. I did the Exe ws myself as i understooded the topic. But dunno why... Today i screwed up the alpha-beta test. I was like sweating during the test like some mad dog...&lt;br /&gt;Pressure still sucks.. Chem dunno why is killing me... Biology's topic on the heart part is killing me too... If i pass one of the sciences or maths next week, i must be lucky... god damm lucky... i think i will make records by being the first trip sci student to retain...&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, guess what i found today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buahahaha... I think almost all the Sec 3s in Cat high noe liao... i was like walking at the corridor outside my class when i saw this pink thing on the floor... Walked closer and i was like OMG... It as a pink condom... buahahaha... then i took this glass panel frrom my class and played with the thingy... then i flipped it around... and the stupid stench screwed my nose... then i wanted to pick it up but scared dirty my hand... STD... AIDS!!! anw, found this transpraent plastic bag and used it to lift the god damm "balloon" up... To my disgust, there was a knot on it... so the opening was blocked and there is this sac below... It contained white liquid... Wtf lah... friggin disgusted... so i threw it aside... Had to go down for assembly and planned to show it to Mr JT after assembly. The chance never came.&lt;br /&gt;Went to class late cos of meeting and when stepping into the class.. I saw this silverish wrapper on the floor. It looked damn suspicious as it was spposed to be a square and it was torn now.. I walked into class tip-toeing and raising my leg high while taking a close look at it...&lt;br /&gt;Saw the word"durex"... then i was like OMG... the teacher who was in the class, my physics teacher, Mr Ng Ml, a.k.a LightBulb was like saying" Clement, dont walk like that. No mines on the floor." then i replied" I dont think so", while looking at the wrapper. The he said" what is that?" i replied" Condom wrapper.." he and the class was like laughing and he said" dont joke lah" i said" not joking... u see lah.." then he said throw it away... and i obidiently did as told...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this stuff.. Why didnt anyone see it? Cockeye meh? haha... anw i have this feeling that someone used the condom in my class cos the wrapper was found in my class and the used condom was found outside my class door... it may be gay sex and it may be normal sex... i wonder... which guy climbed into our class and had sex with dunno who using a strawberry condom and then threw the wrapper on the floor. tied the condom leaving his "worms" inside and throwing it outside my class... I WONDER!!! maybe can put a camera in my class and observe... buahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note, with Death Note being the crazed anime for the last few months and with so many mysterious deaths of healthy ppl with heart failures... Is there really a way to kill people with a notebook or isit some other way? i WONDER..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4362269108060022058?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4362269108060022058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4362269108060022058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4362269108060022058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4362269108060022058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8999852912362921676</id><published>2007-07-14T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:25:12.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last week was extremely busy, with investiture's rehearsals till 8+ and the cleaning up of the rooms. Exhausting. buahahaha. Haven't climb for a long time and that is making me bored.&lt;br /&gt;Investiture was not bad. With little screw-ups. Didnt make many new friends cos i had Olevel Chinese Oral on that day after investiture... haha..&lt;br /&gt;I am so scrwed for Mastery Review a.k.a common test a.k.a CA. I am alright with indices, not good with surds, dying in logaritums, however u spell it. Thats A maths by the way. I am only good at alpha-beta which i dont think is being tested for the coming MR.&lt;br /&gt;Physics i am dead. Chem, i am surviving. Biology is kinda alright. History is stupid. Geography is evergreen. Chinese is so cheena and English is so alien. Social Studies is a laugh as i dont get the jizz of it... buahah... i only noe that this term we are learning bonding and not bondage... buahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Went queensway just now with my family to get shoes for my bro and dad. But they didnt get the shoes. Instead, my bro got a new bag and another FBT shorts that are so gay... He also got a new pair of slippers which he regretted buying cos the moment he stepped out of the shop, he saw nice ones at cheaper prices outside... buahaha...And i got a new shoe bag which is damm small... Largest i can find... Why cant ppl make big shoe bags? GRRRRS...&lt;br /&gt;I kinda regretted a bit on buying the shoe bag... But i am so gonna make my next buy a good one... $50+ for that thing i have beem looking for everywhere... buahahha... gonna get it soon... COOL... KUDOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;regretted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8999852912362921676?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8999852912362921676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8999852912362921676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8999852912362921676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8999852912362921676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-week-was-extremely-busy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-969493373896369595</id><published>2007-06-27T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:34:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay guys... hi.... buahahaha... okay... as a lot of ppl noe, i made my braces... *standing ovation* thanks...&lt;br /&gt;buahahaha... okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are pics of them...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEWARE!!! PICTURES BELOW ARE NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJwjFbY6GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnZl27TgrbY/s1600-h/DSC01615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJwjFbY6GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnZl27TgrbY/s320/DSC01615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080747077682128994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these is b4 i put braces... UNEVEN TEETH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJxSFbY6HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/75k-YiMCwUE/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJxSFbY6HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/75k-YiMCwUE/s320/DSC01618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080747885135980658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is after cementing the braces...&lt;br /&gt;cool cute little metal things in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJxw1bY6II/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sp13_h4OPtw/s1600-h/DSC01620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJxw1bY6II/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sp13_h4OPtw/s320/DSC01620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080748413416958082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is horrendous..&lt;br /&gt;the above is after wiring and&lt;br /&gt;putting this thingy called the lip bumper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall explain the lip bumper. its that thing with the 2 white thingy... Cos i have 4 pre-developed teeth so i cant extract teeth. and i have to put the lip-bumper to push my teeth back to create space for them to straighten. yea... but apparently, the metal thingy in between the 2 white things kinds cut my lip pretty badly until i cant normally... so i had to go to the dentist to take it out.... and he said i may be allergic or smth to the thingy... yea... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Okay... BYE!!! buahahhaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the nurses at the dentist are HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-969493373896369595?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/969493373896369595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=969493373896369595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/969493373896369595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/969493373896369595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-guys_27.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugGwCzYb2Zw/RoJwjFbY6GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnZl27TgrbY/s72-c/DSC01615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30434728.post-6788554711350621781</id><published>2007-06-12T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:46:00.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay guys. Dint blog about Sec 3 camp cos i was too busy and lazy to type... Should be more of the latter...  Had a stay over at Hotel Phoenix last weekend with my family. Had special rates as the boss was my dad's client. Head that the hotel is gonna close down.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday HW left a bit and i must finish everything by today as i see my next 2 weeks fly away. spec course camp tmr, 13th to 16th, Sat. Then Sunday rest. Monday got another NCC annual camp to Thursday. 18th to 21st. Then 22nd got rehearsal. BOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday slept at 1 plus cos i was doin hw and was about to sleep at 1 when my bro told me to come into the room. He asked, Are u a man? then i replied, NO.. but nevertheless he told me to look behind this soft toy which was in his room. It was a god damm cockroach. Super BIG... and old and long feelers. And cannot walk properly...  My bro tried to catch it but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;The xiao3 qiang2, i think become da4 qiang2. that da4 qiang2 was crawling around the room. It went to my bro's cabinet of files and notes. he super freak out cos the cockroach disappeared for a while. Sometimes its better to see it than dont see it... then it crawled out and crawled back in where it disappeared. Then it came out again. It started scaling the wall up to the ceiling where it suddenly DROPPED!!! it was old and couldnt walk properly but it also cannot fly properly. My bro was armed with his hp a.k.a torch and his NPCC drill cane. I was armed with a newspaper bat...  Anw it dropped and was flying around. then it maintained balance and lande on the floor. My bro say da4 qiang2 half-dead liao. then it was running on the floor super fast. then it started stoning as it was like eating this thing on the floor. then my bro took this empty ferrero roche box and threw it on the cockroach. It waws TRAPPED... then my smart bro decided to put the cover over which i strongly dis encourage as da4 qiang2 would use its super fast legs to run away. then he decided not to. we examined the cockroach and felt that it looked disgusting. then my bro tried to cover the box( the box was upside down). the god damm da4 qiang2 ran out the moment that was a slit and my bro jumped and scared. It woke my parents and my other bro up... friggin funny... then the thing ran underneath his study table and never appeared again after we tried finding it upder his super duper messy table.&lt;br /&gt;So ytd night i went to sleep and i had a nightmare. Guess wad nightmare i had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about cockroaches. Like i was at this camp and we were supposed to jet-ski or smth like that. Then me and a big group of ppl were brought into the briefing room and there were hell lot of cockroaches. My friends pushed me in.. and i stepped on one. and someone were flying towards me. I screamed and ran out and started crying. then i slept peacefully. Friggin scary.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: COCKROACHES ARE PESKY LITTLE INSECTS... GRRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-6788554711350621781?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/6788554711350621781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=6788554711350621781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6788554711350621781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6788554711350621781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-1447513953822084452</id><published>2007-05-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:36:34.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate Summer!!! its damm hot, and i am sweating like mad!!! grrr... packing my bag and sweating at the same time. Bringing the normal sch bag with the monkey and the dog and my shoe bag to the sec 3 camp in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally looking forward to it!!! Personal challenges and stuff. Another adventure camp!!! buahahaha... But the downside is that we need to report school by 6.15 tmr... wad the hell lah... so darn early. but the reasons was that need to cross immigration and takes a long time to reach camp site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. 47km of cycling. Gonna be so fun!!! and water rafting. Done that b4 but still wanna try again. There would also be this confidence jump thing and a flying fox thru the forest i think. I wont say no to adventure and adrenaline!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. gotta go... packing bag!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-1447513953822084452?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/1447513953822084452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=1447513953822084452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1447513953822084452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1447513953822084452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-summer-its-damm-hot-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-2230288636429211156</id><published>2007-05-14T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:48:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As time passes, i start to lose friends. not just normal friends, but friends who mean alot to me. friends who understand me. Can i blame this on them or isit myself? Maybe it all boils down to me... Must change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. thats emo. But thats like reality. buahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;screwed MYE. buahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpfest here i come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2230288636429211156?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2230288636429211156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2230288636429211156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2230288636429211156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2230288636429211156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-time-passes-i-start-to-lose-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8041037165535863840</id><published>2007-05-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:35:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8041037165535863840?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8041037165535863840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8041037165535863840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8041037165535863840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8041037165535863840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-2967349662672463559</id><published>2007-05-02T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:41:27.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YAY KIM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER SUPER SUPER KIMM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s the above gal gave me a huge sum of $ to write that. She also threatened to kill me and have a killing massacre if i didnt... If she dudnt give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me the $, i would have never written that. She is a perverted killing maniac... anyone who have sightings or info on her, pls tell the police...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If u wanna have ur name up there, u can give me $$ too... any sum above $1000000000 is fine... meaning she is a rich gal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2967349662672463559?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2967349662672463559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2967349662672463559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2967349662672463559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2967349662672463559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay-kim-super-super-super-kimm-p.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8828193060588630157</id><published>2007-05-02T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:30:30.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay... I jacked myself last monday... meaning the 30th April... God.. That was damm funny...&lt;br /&gt;After exams, had some maths xtra lesson in class... then my phone was charging... after the class, i could not find it... then i was super pissed... i thought some cheebong guy stole it... then i was like blasting around.... Wo3 zhao3 dao4 na4 ge4 ren2, wo3 ba3 ta1 gei3 sa1 le4... then i was like bloody hell... kill that person' i thought...i used eugene and guo jie phone to call and call my phone... got ring but no one pick up... xian... then YK say maybe in my bag... Then tada... it mysteriously appeared in my bag.... buahahah... then we all laughed...&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop was fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8828193060588630157?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8828193060588630157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8828193060588630157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8828193060588630157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8828193060588630157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8149454503535391811</id><published>2007-04-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:37:48.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Didnt blog for a damm long time so blogging abit now. Anw over the weekends, i had MKE a.k.a Mini Kayaking Expedition. It was a selection trial for AKE a.k.a Annual Kayaking Expedition. had an overnight camp. Launched out the kayaks at around 7 in the mor on Sunday. The sea bed was super soft so my right shoe got stuck then i became half-barefooted. I was searching for it when this stupid CLT came and shouted. Eh, you. You find what. U wanna kenna OOC ah? OOC means Out Of Course. So i didnt care and kayak lor. Xian.&lt;br /&gt;It was a double man, close deck kayak. I partner with Rong yang. The kayak got prob. Keep turning left. We paddle left, supposed to turn right, but still turn left. It wasnt the current or whatsoever, cos througout the journey, it kepp turning left. And Ry had to kepp doing stern ruddle. So our speed damm slow. Was kayaking from Sembawang to Pasir Ris where we will have lunch then kayak back. Miraculously, we were the 21st kayak to reach Pasir Ris. Then when going back, we met strong tide cum strong current cum strong winds cum strong stuff towards our left. So cos our kayak turn left, then + the wind, we were having difficulty going straight, so our speed very slow. Then we were one of the last kayaks. And 1 rescue boat came and tow us so we were nearer to the ending point. So we were the 36th kayak but got kick out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I out of CHMA too.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-years starting tmr. Gotta study so bye.\Buahahahaha. Spammers i welwome, but just dont use other people name like Amanda or Monkey Clement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8149454503535391811?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8149454503535391811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8149454503535391811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8149454503535391811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8149454503535391811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-2011729140145020506</id><published>2007-04-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:20:15.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH ya. The coach with us was Coach Andy and he is super scary. His eyes is like those kinda scary scary kind. Will transfix u and like mermisrise u. then got some ppl say he look like me esp the eyes. I have scary eyes?&lt;br /&gt;haha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-2011729140145020506?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/2011729140145020506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=2011729140145020506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2011729140145020506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/2011729140145020506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-3089349898943814443</id><published>2007-04-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:16:23.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today lessons were fine... Then after recess got this personality course by HIgh Achievers company. kinda cool... lets u noe more about urseld. bascially they spilt the world's personalities into 4 big groups. namely, D-domineering. I-inspiring. S-steady C-correct.&lt;br /&gt;D is like the demanding and domineering kind.&lt;br /&gt;I is those that use their mouth to live. Like can talk and influence and inspire and stuff&lt;br /&gt;S is those who steady pom pee pee kind.&lt;br /&gt;C is those caluculative and accurate and care about minor details kind.&lt;br /&gt;People can be pure D, I, C or S. and can bleand between the others.. lIke DC or so... Then if u are all DISC, u are those who wanna do stuff in every way, which is not good. and if u are none, means u are depressed and stuff like EMO...&lt;br /&gt;I am a Pure "I". Those interactive kind. The kind who interacts with everything that moves with 2 legs and a head, basically humans. and my greatest fear is rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why i hate to be rejected by friends or wadsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why i made a wrong decision today. Something that i am gg to regret for the rest of my life. But at least it makes the other person happy so maybe i will be happy too...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno lah... But pure "I"s are not too many in the school. Around 30 in the sec 3 level. But the course really good. makes u noe ur strength and weakness. haha=) it is said that those who have high "I" are very good salesman as they can sell anything to anybody. Like sand to arabians or ice to Easkimos. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The judges in SYF for symphony band are bonkers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-3089349898943814443?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/3089349898943814443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=3089349898943814443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3089349898943814443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3089349898943814443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-lessons-were-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-1739934067627386733</id><published>2007-04-08T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:34:35.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God knows how long a jerk am i gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am gonna change. i swear... people going "tsk" and stuff now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-1739934067627386733?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/1739934067627386733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=1739934067627386733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1739934067627386733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1739934067627386733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/04/god-knows-how-long-jerk-am-i-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-4644692047173787353</id><published>2007-04-08T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:32:22.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things to juggle. Life's surviving. Kinda f***ed up recently. I think she still havent forgive me. Xian. My very very good friend for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder whether i am a f-king jerk, A stupid and carppy friend, A useless guy and many other crap... i dunno what i promise people. But for some promises, i really make it a god-damm point to fulfill it. Guess i must follow wad that guy said in Transporter 2. Always fulfill all promises u make. i am like this f*cker who keeps ruining people's life. Maybe should just isolate myself from the world and just concentrate on climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL AM I IN THIS GREAT WORLD? I AM A GOD DAMM JERK..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4644692047173787353?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4644692047173787353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4644692047173787353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4644692047173787353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4644692047173787353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/04/many-things-to-juggle.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-7471024901098008254</id><published>2007-03-31T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:55:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY HAPPY NOW.. THANKS MISS MONKEY, THE MONKEY THAT ROCKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-7471024901098008254?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/7471024901098008254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=7471024901098008254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7471024901098008254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7471024901098008254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/really-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-3106593390449666730</id><published>2007-03-31T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:22:30.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I also super dark now with this 2 tan lines on my hands as i wore a singlet... i also kenna a bit of sunburn and a few blisters... haha=) lastly, i kenna fibreglass on my hands... damm pain... meaning i rubbed against the side of kayakes and fibreglass enter my skin.. fibreglass is the thing that makes the kayak... yea... like needles poke ur body every time u touch the spot that has the fibreglass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-3106593390449666730?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/3106593390449666730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=3106593390449666730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3106593390449666730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3106593390449666730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-also-super-dark-now-with-this-2-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5448583561361225589</id><published>2007-03-31T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:03:48.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. had Muster parade cum part A affirmation ceremony and Passing Out Parde. Was the EMCEE. Scrwed up quite a bit but managed to patch it up without many people knowing. Phew... After the parde and stuff, bathed and went to j8 to eat. had some mind games with the seniors that had me gg crazy. then went macs to eat with seniors and xiao pear... then went home at 10... met my bro and followed him go send his gf off then reached home at 11... then unpack my stuff and bathed... watched a bit of "saving private ryan"... nice movie... slept at 1 plus and the day was over.&lt;br /&gt;This morning woke up at 6.30... had to go sembawang yatch club for kayaking training. Annual kayaking Expedition training... Damm xiong... kayaked for like close to 4 hours... Wanna die... me and ry the kayak was like damm fast then some idiot would go off course and bang us... then we had to start momentum again... there were also several other idiots who anyhow move the damm paddle.. at least 3 ppl wacked my head and jabbed my eye...&lt;br /&gt;Got 1 point. this kayak capzise and we and ry together with weishan and this RI guy in our 2 man kayak went to rescue him... Bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;We did a H-rescue... Then only me and Weishan could carry the kayak as we were in front and RY and that RI guy had to balance the kayaks... So i lift up the capsized kayak that was filled with water... the capsized ppl supposed to help us push the kayak up then never... then i used my left hand, my weaker hand to life up the super uber ulra heavy kayak but cannot then i just use explosion force and use all my strength to pull up the kayak... it flw up and weishan pull it over... Then my left hand like cant use liao...  But finish the rescue successully... was happy but the after effects came as i totally pumped my left hand and a little of my right.. but finished the training after uch endurance and motivation from ry... thanks...&lt;br /&gt;On shore, i was shaking when carrying my kayak and after carrryin it too... super tired...  The warrant officer come scold us cos we never wait for the slow ones... damm stupid... we leanred that in OAL that we must wait for them but we asked the Kayaking Instructor Sir whether we must do it... he told us dont need... just continue forward... damm contradic... got more stuff also contradict.. but i super tired so not blogging anymore... Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5448583561361225589?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5448583561361225589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5448583561361225589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5448583561361225589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5448583561361225589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-3957668222633858768</id><published>2007-03-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:56:55.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey Guys, i think there is some friggin big confusion about me taking drugs... Its just medicine.... Medicine=Drugs... get it?&lt;br /&gt;Also, pls go visit http://laozhabor.blogspot.com/. Its the link to the Lao Zha Bor's blog from the movie Just Follow Law by Jack Neo. if u have watched the movie, u will noe wad i am talkin about.&lt;br /&gt;School is getting me stressed.&lt;br /&gt;HW: Not getting any lower&lt;br /&gt;SS: dont really understand but nvm&lt;br /&gt;History: dont really undertstand wad the hell is gg on&lt;br /&gt;Physics: other than forces, the other topics are fine. Forces for me is just gone case.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Balancing Equations and a little more other crap that i dont undertstand. Other than that is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Doing not bad. Pls refer to Clement's Theory at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;Maths: HW quite okay. Most topics are fine other than some parts on trigo like 3-D diagram&lt;br /&gt;Eng: doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: owe teacher 1 practice prelim paper and 1 xian xiang thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CLEMENT'S  THEORY: EARTHWORMS DIG HOLES FOR INSECTS TO ENTER PLACES LIKE THE GREENHOUSE, WHERE THE SURROUNDINGS ARE BLOCKED, AND THERE IS NO WAY IN OTHER THAN FROM UNDERGROUND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-3957668222633858768?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/3957668222633858768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=3957668222633858768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3957668222633858768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3957668222633858768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-guys-i-think-there-is-some-friggin.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-934967379138847499</id><published>2007-03-20T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:07:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why u shouldnt take drygs. This was wad happened at ytd tuition.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked when is Good Friday. Then the class dunno. Then i thought. Cos next week the friday is POP a.k.a Passing Out Parade =) on the 30th And AKE a.k.a Annual Kayaking Expedition the next day on the 31st. So i suddenly shouted. Its on Sunday. The teacher went Huh? Then i repeated, Good Friday on next Sunday. Then the class look back at me and start laughing. Then i was like Huh? Then i think and think then realise that i mistook Good Friday as April's Fool Day!!! APRIL'S FOOL DAY!!! MUHAHAHA!!! how can good friday fall on a sunday? then i kept quiet for the all lesson like i always do.&lt;br /&gt;That was an example wad drugs can do to u. Dont take them... AHHHH!!! APRIL'S FOOL DAY!!! MUHAHAHAHA!!! ROARS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-934967379138847499?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/934967379138847499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=934967379138847499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/934967379138847499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/934967379138847499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-u-shouldnt-take-drygs.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5381875075440778637</id><published>2007-03-20T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:35:37.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been taking drugs the past 2 days. And they suck. Dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; take drugs. They harm ur body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5381875075440778637?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5381875075440778637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5381875075440778637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5381875075440778637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5381875075440778637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-been-taking-drugs-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-7410783590450309498</id><published>2007-03-12T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:58:53.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i will update once again.&lt;br /&gt;Er, from when? lemme think. i dunno. xian. just tell u random events that happened today. This morning, i went to school and b4 that i went to macs to get breakfast, da bao the new sausage bagel thingy. then after i left, this uncle came to me and ask if i could get him a TODAY newspaper.  was like huh? then he said he took one copy but the lady dont let him take another cos everyone is entitled to one. then i helped him take lor. i gave it to him and was about to walk put when another lady approached me for the same favour. then i  went and take but on my way there i rembereed that one person only can take one, so i went back to the lady and said i cannot take liao. then she started at me and never say anything. Stupid lady. Roars!!! Wonder wad so good about TODAY newspaper. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;Then had maths extra lesson and after it i went to WEE's lab and i watch 'Dragon Tiger Gate" on Almo's iPod. damm nice. haha =) thanks almo.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to do some total defence test from ncc. aiya then went bishan market to eat and stuff. then went home. and i went and suntan for like 40 mins. first time suntanning. every time i tried to, i like 5 mins then buay tahan liao. then today i had sunglasses so i lie on the beach chair  and sun tan lor. the sunglasses was super good cos i could open my eyes when earing it. if i never wear, the sun's super rays would tio me and i cannot open my eyes. Also, i thought wont sweat so much de, then i found a puddle of water under the chair after i got up. woah!!! then i also thought that i never turn any tanner, but i went home and went and bathe and saw this line on my thigh, cool... i got tan leh... haha =) cool. now my thigh and my torso not that white liao... haha=) then i settle some stuff at the condo's management. almost punched the manager. roars!!!&lt;br /&gt;then went for tuition and i was like damm sleepy. i was using my big blue pen and the teacher saw it and was like woah. then she asked me question. i took like 1 min then i ans back. dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;haha =) then went home and yea. then i was walking around the house then i walked to the balcony and saw the railing got lots of ants crawling about. then i traced it to the altar at the balcony. there was this lizard trap and there were 3 lizards inside. so i opened it and saw the ants eating one of the lizard.&lt;br /&gt;after much observation, i found out that the 3 lizard are of different species cos of the different patterns and stuff... haha=) they were all trapped to the sticky part of the trap. and after much closer observation i noticed all 3 of them are facing this pill stuck in the middle of the trap. their eyes were facing it and their mouths were open. so i guess that pill is the bait. haha =) also, the 1st lizard the eyes both gone. seems like the 3 of them had dried up. they died cos they were starved or died of thirst or other factors. also, the first lizard the body 3/4 dried up liao. then i found out that the second lizard was still breahing cos the body was like pumping... haha =0 so i used a stick to poke it. then i was shocked. the tail was swooshing... haha. freak me sia. then i keep poking it, hoping the tail would drop out cos it is said the tail of a lizard would drop if provoked or smth like that. but nothing happened. then after a while , the tail swooshed slower, so i supposed the lizard is at the brink of death.&lt;br /&gt;then i took newspaper and wrapped around the trap and crumpled it. so i supposed all 3 lizards are dead liao. then i took a new trap and put it at the altar and i put the bait on it. hope it can catch more of lizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont ever do it again. pls. a scar appeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-7410783590450309498?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/7410783590450309498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=7410783590450309498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7410783590450309498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7410783590450309498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-i-will-update-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8858031480971766051</id><published>2007-02-25T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:44:16.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i was having a house gathering. People came around lunch time. I cleaned up the toilet after my stupid younger cousin spilled the bubble a.k.a soap solution on the floor. then he tell me clean it up.screw him. but after my lunch, i took over my dad in mahjong after he played 1 game. but i ended playing 1 whole round from 2.30 to 6. meaning dong1 nan2 xi1 bei3. i was winning at the middle part then started losing for a while. but i started winning the games but not money. but in the end i lost $10. then ate again. then i went to play black jack and lost again. cos my cousin and her friend keep betting $2. then i lost like $5. then ate and rest a bit then i played halo for a while. then continued black jack with my bros and my bro friend.&lt;br /&gt;we played this game called in between. it was like poker in the sense that there is a pool of money. rules not mentioned here cos its quite hard ti understand just by reading. at first it was quit boring cos the money was like $1 or $2. then i went to eat dinner at around 9.30. but when i came back, the pool reached like $10. cos my bro friend kepp wanted to show hand. then ended having to pay double the price. he was damm suay cos the probabilities of him winning was super high. it was like sure-win but he too suay. damm funny but it was painful forhim to keep losing his money. even the hong bao money that was given to my relatives when he came was mostly gone. the pool reached $20+ after a while. then he started to recap and soon got his capital back. we stopped at 11 after i showhand and got $7 worth of coins.&lt;br /&gt;so it was like 8 hours of gambling yesterday and i lost like $5 overall. &lt;br /&gt;bye guys. Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8858031480971766051?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8858031480971766051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8858031480971766051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8858031480971766051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8858031480971766051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesterday-i-was-having-house-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-1087915328442045499</id><published>2007-02-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:20:37.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya. i watched Ghost Rider after school todae too... Super cold the cinema... brrr... then nobody de... but the movie was awesome... rating; 4.5/5&lt;br /&gt;YOU!!!........ INNOCENT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-1087915328442045499?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/1087915328442045499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=1087915328442045499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1087915328442045499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1087915328442045499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-6365188601120852569</id><published>2007-02-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:16:52.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blog in a long time. so now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;CNY was not too bad. another few hundred bucks in my pocket. and more heaty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Performed in school yesterday during morning assembly with my band. Played 2 songs. Chasing cars by Snow Patrol and The Reason by Hoobastank. Started off with the former. nothing much to play acutally. had fun on stage. Didnt clown that much and didnt add in any fill-ins and stuff cos i scared i miss the beat and cock up. So went with the original song. I was like a bit the nevous then not nervous like that.&lt;br /&gt;had minor screw-ups in both songs. Like missing 1 or 2 beats here and there. Or hitting the sticks together cos the high-hat and the snare was so close. Never adjust them properly. Generally, i think the performance was pretty screwed up. My drums screwed up a bit. then the guitar also a bit scrwed up. then yong quan had a bit of sore throat so the vocals a bit the off... Also dunno y scrwed up. But nvm... By the way, for those who dont not, i am the drummer for the band, consiting of li song, shuan paul and yong quan.&lt;br /&gt;1/2 the ppl say the reason was good. and 1/2 the ppl say chasing cars was good. then minority say everything sucks. but nvm. like wad ms chia said, it was brave enough to perform on stage. haha =)&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i was thinking of somebody all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope we can perform better if we go CHMA. haha=)&lt;br /&gt;Haven't climb in a long time. then went just now after school to climb asia to boulder. My endurance drop again... Die. Cannot even finish a 6a route. Must train... haha =) gg again tmr i think after cross country.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i not running tmr... yea =) cos i am road marshall... but means i go home slightly later.... xian =(&lt;br /&gt;Anw, bye guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-6365188601120852569?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/6365188601120852569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=6365188601120852569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6365188601120852569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/6365188601120852569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/02/havent-blog-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-3767870515587132354</id><published>2007-02-06T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:28:48.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far the test have been okay... Wont fail but wont passs with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, something super embarrassing happened to me in the morning. I was in the as-usual crowded 156... the few front seats were facing each other... dunno how to explain but those who take 156 should udnerstand,... then i was not holding any bars as per normal cos this time there was nothing to hold on... no bars no hand holds... then the stupid bus made a sudden turn and i leaned backwarsd due to the pressure from my bag... then the pressure increased rapidly and i fell backwards on to this gal... i was like "woah" ' sorry sorry" then i started laughing... not loudly but like um chio... that gal must have suffered under my weight... from then, i didnt dare turn back... i think all the ppl in the bus must have a good laugh...&lt;br /&gt;then today helped mr chen do smth... then go to the pri sch canteen to take the tissue paper for him... then jumped down this flight of stairs but i hit smth... should be the railing... then numb... thumb cannot move... then suddenly damm pain and a red line appeared... then got blood... had gauze and the wound being cleaned by miss tan lee choo then went for ss test... wrote at a not-so-fast speed... but now okay liao lah... even thought the thumb not very good yet...&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-3767870515587132354?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/3767870515587132354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=3767870515587132354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3767870515587132354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3767870515587132354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-far-test-have-been-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-759693502695751944</id><published>2007-01-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:26:05.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i fall and hit a bit higher, maybe i will be in hospital and not typing the posts now... cos i will have hit the spine or spinal cord... and become paralysed and stuff... heng never...&lt;br /&gt;But now still pain... i have a ad feeling nedd to go hospital do operation or smth like that... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;gonna get bullied on saturaday by 2 people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-759693502695751944?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/759693502695751944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=759693502695751944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/759693502695751944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/759693502695751944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-i-fall-and-hit-bit-higher-maybe-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-4239737213571650332</id><published>2007-01-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:35:04.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay guys... Back from BURST camp. I am the OIC. Some ppl make want to be it but i dont... Not because i need to settle the admin stuff and all the shit, but cos i cannot bond with the classes. I noe ppl from different classes and not from a single class. Its like not as close lah... The BURST camp was succesful, i think. the cheer at the end was the best...&lt;br /&gt;As a OIC, i have the rights to pump and scold anyone. Sec 1s or Ics...  But seems like i haven pump anyone yet... i haven scolded any sec 1s... but maybe i got scold a few of the ICs... Sorry... Some people tell me i have been too kind to the sec 1s... But nvm... Push-ups dont solve everything... its just temporary and then they will hate u...&lt;br /&gt;I also think ICs should listen to explanations and stuff... If not, the accused will feel he has been wrongly accused and stuff when he didnt do anything at all... I used to think that Push-ups could solve everything and that if i were to be an OAL, i would tekan all the sec 1s like no one's business...&lt;br /&gt;Once, one of my friend, i forgot who, He got scolded and pumped by an IC in sec 1 even though he didnt do anything... he tried to explain but eh IC wont listen. i was friggin angry... Then he was caught again by another IC for smth he didnt do... The IC was about to scold him when another one came and kpo... This other IC is sec 4 now and his name starts with letter "D". 5 letters to his name... my friend explained wad happen and he listened on... he believed my friend and let he off.. Also, this IC dont pump everytime he see smth is wrong... Even though other ICs of his age do... I respect his way of doing stuff and i hope to follow him... Li Song also respect him...&lt;br /&gt;if u guys wanna noe who this guy is, just ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe b4 and during dinner of BURST camp, i was very angry... cos the other ICs were not cooperating... Yes... and mr. dragon made me extremely furious when he told me that he need not serve this person as that person has limbs too... Wtf lah... Got a few stuff i dowan to say here cos later pl come complain to teacher then i die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 night, 2 casualties.. Me and another guy... My was not so serious... It all started when me, and 3 more IC went to chapel to station there as the Sec 1s need to go there during the night activities... On the way there, i saw a black cat at the bottom of the chapel. and i told the other 3. they didnt see it... i freaked out and started running, hoping they will follow me... the ground was wet due to the drizzle... then i started sliding as per normal when running on wet ground. and i slipped and fly into the air and dropped... Landed on my back. I thumped the floor using my hand... and started shouting... i turned over with my chest facing the floor... and started scratching the floor... then i started kicking the floor as the pain was friggin pain... i was thinking duan4 liao... duan4 liao... i rather die sia... super ever pain lah... haha=) i told myself to control the pain... and i started to clench my fist... flashbacks of the fall that my teacher had came into my mind... i super scared i need to go hospital... I was thinking i could not do sports liao... almost cried..&lt;br /&gt;then my friends came and told me to relax... i started to. and one of them told me they thought i was faking... as i loved pranking ppl/ =). it was like 7 ppl surround me... they asked me whther i could feel smth... luckily no parts of my body was numb ... i didnt hit my spine or spinal cord... i hit the buttock there... above it... the place where got no meat... the sitting bone... Now i cannot sit properly as the bone cannot take the weight of my body... cannot bend and stuff.. pain... haven see a doctor but will see one if the pain persist...&lt;br /&gt;isit the black cat's unluckiness or wad? i dunno... muhahaha&lt;br /&gt;then half hour latr, another casualty happen... i not supposed to say this one... but it happen to one of the sec 1s... Had to go KK hospital... Needed stitches... Lots of blood.. But okay liao...&lt;br /&gt;yes... The whole OAL journey has taught me lots of stuff... really...&lt;br /&gt;had a bad night's sleep that night... I think only close to 2 hours of sleep... Appraently, my back was too pain to lie flat on the floor and stuff... I got a hammock but didnt noe where to tie it until the followng morning... Should have thought of it earlier as it didnt hurt when i sleep there and it was extremely comfortable... i accompanied li song during his 5 hr talk with someone until 3... we walked to the imedia studio there where i "slept" for 15 mins... then went student lounge to sleep... not good position... woke up at 4 plus... totally suck... nothing much to say.. revising for tmr bio paper.. hope i do well...&lt;br /&gt;bye guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. gals are hard to understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4239737213571650332?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4239737213571650332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4239737213571650332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4239737213571650332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4239737213571650332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-9109800020289995478</id><published>2007-01-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:29:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my 60th post. Dont blog too often man. Today smth happened in class that made us laugh man.&lt;br /&gt;It was the last period- the physics period. The super "interesting" teacher came in. He can even make PRC scholars sleep during his class showing how "interesting" he can be... Ah Yes!&lt;br /&gt;We had to do this physics test todae. Heard it was quite difficult... Then he gave down the papers and he told us smth a few seconds before the paper started. He said:" Okay Guys. It is my duty to inform u that cheating during tests and exams is a serious offence. You can be punished and get detention." The whole class laugh sia... In my 14 years and 8 years in education, no teacher has ever told me that b4 an exam... We had a good laugh just b4 the test. But it seems like the teachers had the last laugh. Cos the paper was difficult and the time was not enough.&lt;br /&gt;After the paper, a PRC scholar asked me whether i noe how to do the question. I replied no.(I read the question, didnt even think about it and just left it blank) I asked whether he noe how to do. he said he didnt. I was like "huh?" PRC scholar how can dunno. Then he said that he didnt noe how to do cos he didnt noe wad a marble means. I was like WTH. I dunno i wanna laugh at their ignorance or to pity them that the paper was unfair. Apparently, none of the scholars noe wad is a marble... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got BURST camp. Hope it goes well. Yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-9109800020289995478?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/9109800020289995478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=9109800020289995478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/9109800020289995478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/9109800020289995478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-my-60th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5622377145742894407</id><published>2007-01-20T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:31:47.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homework piling and common test coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;first time something can make me want to break down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but trying not to.&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/30434728-5622377145742894407?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5622377145742894407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5622377145742894407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5622377145742894407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5622377145742894407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/homework-piling-and-common-test-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5924576142718375711</id><published>2007-01-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:51:43.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; at school todae after the passing drizzle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng told me my geography class test was a bit rubbish... Scrwed this term for geog and Physics... Physics cos basically, ern.... the teacher sucks... new teacher cant blame but his lesson really damm boring... He like never scold or smile b4 lah... xian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5924576142718375711?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5924576142718375711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5924576142718375711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5924576142718375711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5924576142718375711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-saw-r-i-n-b-o-w-at-school-todae-after.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-9097928370296771243</id><published>2007-01-14T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:06:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the end, i lost the battle terribly... Failed to get the heart from 1 and forgiveness of the other... Both have left me and i am all alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-9097928370296771243?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/9097928370296771243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=9097928370296771243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/9097928370296771243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/9097928370296771243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-end-i-lost-battle-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-4295254578682598805</id><published>2007-01-13T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T17:26:16.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulate me guys... I made 3 ppl pissed with me ytd and todae... Cool right? The 3 different cases:&lt;br /&gt;1) I multi-tasked in every single period ytd then i was feeling kinda of stressed and pissed... Then he came and talk to me and i felt aggravated so i just pushed him. Luckily he forgave me very quickly after i apologized... SORRY JAMES LOO for pusing u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We are friends for like 2 months liao and have chemistry with each other... We chatted so much till my messages hit 2000+ and hers baoed until her phone kenna confiscated... I did not want the same thing to happen so i told her to chat again the next day... Cos i rather spread the messages over the month rather than all in a week... Maybe it was i who did not step in her shoes to think about wad it feels like to not chat for a few hours-BORED!!! I was too direct and did not think about her thoughts and feelings... Now she giving me the cold shoulder and the feeling sucks too... SORRY A*****  for daoing u at times and not wanting to chat with u!!! Dowan to mention names in case u guys go check who isit... SORRY A*****!!! Hope u will forgive me... I will know the real u soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) W have been great friends since primary 6 until the End of Year holidays last year... Our friendship began to sour but it still maintained... She sent me a message just now at 1 plus in the morning stating some persnal stuff which i dont want to post in case she gets angrier... She sent me this kind of messages b4 but last time was cos of her mood swing... But now, i can sense that its for real... I have always chatted with her everyday until she introduced me to her cousin 2 months back... We then chatted lesser and lesser each day cos i was interested in her cousin... It was i chatted with my new friend that i neglected her and her feelings... Imagine if ur good frend suddenly ignored u and talk to his or her new frend... Its like u playing with the person's feelings as frends... Now she is giving me the cold shoulder...I am not a person who can express himself too well... I noe i sayed this b4 but still i will say this again... SORRY W**** for neglecting u and talking too much to her... Hope u will forgive me...               &lt;br /&gt;(P.S Please dont do silly or foolish things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals are super duper hard to understand... They get angry at stuff u dunno u have done wrong... Like myself, i dont think i have stated all the wrong-doings i have done to them... I am terribly sorry for all i have done... Please forgive me and lets be friends again... I have realised the importance of u two beside me and i will cherish this friendship... I will neglect neither of u... I cannot survive with the absence of either one of u... SORRY for causing all this pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S) Guys who noe me, please dont mistake either of the ppl above as my gf... They are just the very few of my very good friends who are thoughtful and caring, whom i cannot live without...&lt;br /&gt;SORRY A***** and W****!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please dont hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4295254578682598805?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4295254578682598805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4295254578682598805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4295254578682598805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4295254578682598805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/congratulate-me-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-8137535962531761968</id><published>2007-01-03T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:55:51.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya... I didnt mention about my class cos i didnt friggin hell stepped into it... But heard quite alot of stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Teachers:( From wad i noe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: Miss Fernandez( No Comments)&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Mrs Anna Tan ( Heard to be the 2nd best maths teacher in the school, and very kind too)&lt;br /&gt;Chem: Miss Sharon Chong ( Taught me maths in sec 1 then heard now quite a good chem                                                                  teacher for upper sec)&lt;br /&gt;Chem SPA: Miss Valerie Tan Xiao Wee ( Was maths teacher)&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Some new male teacher&lt;br /&gt;Bio: Mr Jeffery Gih ( Heard to be one of the best bio teachers in CHS. Confirm get A1 for bio one)&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: Mr Tristan Fernandez ( if i spelt correctly... 1 of my fav teacher... Damm funny&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     and  damm good)&lt;br /&gt;Chi and Form teacher: Mdm Wong a.k.a Huang lao shi...( Heard to be 1 of the best chi teacher...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     From Fail become B3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography: Mr Paul Ng ( Taught me geog in sec 1, good teacher that is funny at times but quite&lt;br /&gt;                                                strict too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all the teachers i noe now... and its like i got alot of very good teachers... hope i can score better this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 china scholars in my class if i not wrong... haha =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-8137535962531761968?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/8137535962531761968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=8137535962531761968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8137535962531761968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/8137535962531761968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-3238462890055011699</id><published>2007-01-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:44:17.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, first day of school... Xian... Woke up at 5.50 then do the usual morning routine... Wore this long sleeved shirt and business pants then went to school... Whole world look at me lah... Like some wierdo... haha... cool....  Changed into blazer then went to the GO to fetch the priests coming and the V.I.P, the arch bishop Nicholas Chia... We must address him as the grace, holy man sia.... After that, went to change into school uni and went to hall for orientation... Was faction leader together with james... Damm busy and must bring up the spirit of the ppl... Must be damm high 24/7... Then al the timings so packed until i cannot breathe lah... Some sec 1 got attitude prob, but who cares? hope they change... *Fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;Then got assembly where Mr Lee talk talk talk talk... Blah Blah... some boutique hotel in hong kong that has fabulous service... Dots................... Was damm sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;Then no time to eat only after assembly then can eat... Damm hungry... Went to OAL meeting then mr Goh briefed up bout Sec 2 camp and BURST... Then went back to the hall again... Sec 1 got sport trial... So i slacked abit... Then Mr goh lectured them and we had a brifeing and a recap of cheers... By that time, i was like eyes closing... It was about 5.45 liao... Went back SL room slack... then went with the others t j8 but left to the bus stop and take bus home to eat dinner.... Was damm tierd.... but tmr still got orientation... first time in cat high, i noe got this kinda of col orientaiton lah... Gonna sleep soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-3238462890055011699?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/3238462890055011699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=3238462890055011699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3238462890055011699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/3238462890055011699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-4111547843146858600</id><published>2006-12-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T21:57:00.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW COMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO XIAO WEE A.K.A LARRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My CPU has this window at 1 side of it and it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lets u see the inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool!!! And my cooler got blue lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emitting from it!!! Woot!!! Once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; again, Thanks Xiao Wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S DONT ORDER FOOD FROM GOLDEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PILLOW 933.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-4111547843146858600?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/4111547843146858600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=4111547843146858600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4111547843146858600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/4111547843146858600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-my-new-comp-thanks-to-xiao-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-1596162711720331348</id><published>2006-12-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:18:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay guys... Piece of advice: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT SMS OR CALL ME !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST MY PHONE THE 2ND TIME !!!!!!!!!! MY 750i !!! AHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST YEAR LOSE 1 TIME, THIS YEAR LOSE AGAIN !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to my cousin's hse when i dropped at Far East to change bus...  Cos i was wearing my usual outfit, shirt and FBT shorts, slippers, together with my bag and the monkey... Feeling thirsty, i went to 7-11 buy ice lemon tea... Cos FBT shorts got no pocket, i put it at the place where u put ur bottles at... The side pocket lah... Then the bus came, and i chased after it, meaning running and jumping over this chair... The moment i went on the bus, i found that the phone was missing...  Checked my bag but found nth... Alighted at the next stop which was 200m away...!@#$%^&amp;@#$%%#%#%^!!! Ran like mad... And my slippers was like super loud... Jay-walked and luckily never kenna banged down... Then went to the bus stop, but it was all too late... The phone was GO0NE!!!!!!!!!!! Went around, retracing my footsteps... But to no avail... And got these few ppl keep looking at me... Crap... Then went to 7-11 to borrow phone and ask where got public phone... Stupid lady tell me go away... Bloody Shit... ^@^$^#^#&amp;amp;*#!!! Then went to my cousin's hse and quickly called my hp... But like the last time, the stupid person who picked it up turned it off... So quickly call STARHUB and suspend the line... Meaning i can go to Starhub shop and get my SIM card back, numebr same... But everything gone... Xian... So now temporaly use my bro crappy Motorola phone with a prepaid card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing happened todae... Seems like todae very suay... On my way to Far East, in the bus 105... This old Malay guy boarded and sat in the seat in front of me... Then he was lookin around to find anymore seats cos his seat is the sideways kind... Then he plonked beside me... The moment he sat, i smelt smth... Almost vomitted... He totally stank... Dont say i racist or wadsoever... But really, he tottaly stank... He sat beside for like half and hour or likely shorter b4 he moved behind to sit... Crap man... Almost died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PICTURES !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY VIDEOS !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SONGS !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSE, MY CONTACTS !!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-1596162711720331348?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/1596162711720331348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=1596162711720331348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1596162711720331348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/1596162711720331348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-7172790471247412638</id><published>2006-12-06T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:47:40.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;UPDATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT SAY I DIDNT LOR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-7172790471247412638?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/7172790471247412638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=7172790471247412638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7172790471247412638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/7172790471247412638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/12/updated-dont-say-i-didnt-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-474477887542438363</id><published>2006-12-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:46:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey... Since got ppl tell me update... then i shall update lor... In the next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-474477887542438363?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/474477887542438363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=474477887542438363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/474477887542438363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/474477887542438363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-5154491878864608665</id><published>2006-11-27T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:31:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys... go to this website and watch the video... http://www.zappinternet.com/?video=fodCyoDmiV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving for Changi Coast Adventure Centre a.k.a CCAC... Got OAL camp there... Hope  i would survive... ANw we will be walking frm sch all the way there... cool? Roughly 7 hours... Xiao lah!!! haha i am gonna get squashed after u read this blog... so bb... and wish me good luck for the camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13 DAYS TO MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWWOOOOAAAHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-5154491878864608665?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/5154491878864608665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=5154491878864608665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5154491878864608665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/5154491878864608665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116395213093120044</id><published>2006-11-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:12:30.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry guys for this late post on Mt. Ophir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeline of Adventure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met in school at 7am with 3 bags. My normal school bag, another Deuter bag and a reebok shoe bag... Carried with my school bad behind and the Deuter bag in front with the shoe bag hooked on the shoe bag with a caribiner. Not quite the way to climb a mountain with. Actually it was more of trekking. Boarded the bus and was on our way to Malaysia after filling up the white card in the bus. The total journey was close to 4 hours from Singapore to Gunung Ledang Resort which was the foot of Mount Ophir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw upon eraching Malaysia, our first stop was like all other trips to Malaysia, Yong Peng. The houseflies-flooded place. The first place that most of us went was the mini supermarket. Bought a whole box of bubble gum and a tube of bubble yum... No spelling error, it was called Bubble Yum. Oh... Also saw many RI students when we reached there... Then saw my Pri 6 classmate Yoda there... Said he was on this  Prefect  Getaway thingy in Malaysia. Wad a place to meet an old frend. Then i bought a Ramly Chicken burger there... Damm nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the trip from Yong Peng to Gunung Ledang, many of us slept in the bus  including myself... Went over to talk to WX and a few others after my sleep. Was sitting beside SLJB who was awake. then after a while i turn and look at him... This was wad i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Samuel%20sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Samuel%20sleeping.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome right...&lt;br /&gt;Then Alvin was blowing this bubble gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Alvin%20with%20bublegum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Alvin%20with%20bublegum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm big lah... But at Ophir itself, LS blowed a bigger one but i did not have time to take a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw reached Gunung Ledang Resort at roughly 11+  and saw lots of NCC cadets there... It turned out that they were NCC Air and Sea cadets from other schools that have just finished scaling Ophir. After our lunch at the Resort, we had a bloody funny briefing by Mr Imran, a guide from the resort... He seemed to be the most experienced one.... His briefing was damm funny cos of the way he expresses... Sometimes he dunno how to say something in English, then he would use Malay... Also, he said that we might not reach the summit of Ophir if there is bad weather... If got lighting, then we were on top.(he was drawing the mountain and a stickman figure on a whiteboard) Boom, then we kenna(then he drew this arrow that showed that the stick figure flew down from the summit.) Then he said at the camp side a.k.s base camp, there was this Survival Toilet and everyone was laughing... He said that when reach there, we would noe... During the briefing, this Part A cadet called YS was catching houseflies that were flying around using the glass drinking cups... He caught like 3... Damm zai... I killed 2... haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing, we handed our valuables and we took our rations that included cup noodles, a can of 100 plus and many more including a gas canister.. We oso took out wad we did not want to bring up... Lastly, we were given this check list to write how much things we bring up... Like how many plastic wrapped food... We weretold to throw our garbage into our indivivual white garbage bag. then when we come down, they would check... if 1 item regarless the size or weight was not there, there would be a charge of 10 RM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climb started... and from the resort to Check Point 1a.k.a CP 1 was all steps... a total of 526 if i am not wrong... There was a total of 3 rangers following us...We saw the water fall... Super cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Waterfall%20near%20near%20foot%20of%20mt..0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Waterfall%20near%20near%20foot%20of%20mt..0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out... i didnt surrender my phone cos i wanted to take photos... haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach CP 1, everyone was sweating like mad... There were some Malaysians playing in the water too... At CP 3, there was this ultra big leech on Kun Liang's bag that was luckily left on the floor. If that frigging leech bit any one, that guy moight have fainted from the loss of blood... The leech was soon get rid off... Then it started to drizzle... But due to the forest coverage above, not much rain came true until the rain beacme heavy for a while...Some of the ppl wore their poncho while others wore their cap... 1 of the rangers wore a garbage bag as a poncho... Damm funny... he cut a hole thru the top and pop his head thru... Reaching our base camp, i switched bags with SLJB cos he said he was damm exhausted carrying Zheng Feng's bag.( everyone aws helping each other carrying stuff) ZF bag weighed a ton and your centre of gravity is super off, causing u to be ultra off balanced especially for a small sized kid like me... I was leaning forward by damm lot lor from the weight of the bag... Then we had to jump across from a rock to another route in front... The bag caused much difficulty when walking on the slippery rock... But cleard the jump anyhow... Then walked around 15 metres when i heard SLJB shouting damm loud...&lt;br /&gt;SLJB: CLEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?!&lt;br /&gt;SLJB: I AM STUCK!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this, i totally freaked out thinking bout wad can happen to SLJB... i lookat Alvin who was in front of me and dropped ZF's bag... then i sprinted damm fast back to the rapids... I then saw SLJB in front of the rapids with me the puzzled look, then saying: Clement, which way to go ah?&lt;br /&gt;I was like freaking pissed... I tot he was like stuck in the rapid or smth like that... Just say u lost lah... @#$%^&amp;!#$%^!!!  Was in the same tent with YC, LS  &amp;amp;  WC... The other ppl from other tents moved their tents and we soon settled down at roughly 5... The trek from the resort to base camp was actually not tiring like gym training where u think ur muscles are gg to tear... But its like u feel like u are just shag...  In fact, for me,  my leg muscles were not even tired... u can tell me go climb staircase now also can lor... haha =) But i too xian to do that cos the whole journey was just keep going up... My shoulder muscles were the one aching from my bag load... During the trek, Bryan was damm helpful, he helped ZF carry his ultre heavy bag and oso a few others with thier stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Annw our tent was wet and sandy... there was this sock and 2 light sticks inside the tent too which i cleared while laying ground sheets in the tent... After throwing our bags into the tent and taking a towel, we chiong to the river for our shower... Everyone tell me go first.. then i go in lor...  The water was i swear at leat 15 degree celcius, but i tell everyone that it was alright... then everyone went in with the legs touching the water firt and they were like @#%^&amp;@#$%^&amp;amp;*!!! to me... haha=) there were alot of fishes in the river and many were scared of leeches... but no one kenna... some of us including myself took off our shirt and jump into the water, bearing the cold... At home, i take cold water to shower and very very rarely take a hot shower... Dont believe, ask my familly...&lt;br /&gt;Me and alastair oso swam in the river... haha =) After shower, we changed our clothes and ate cup noodles for dinner... Helped Sir Ng and Mdm Chow cook their meals too... Actually not only them, half the ppl used our stove cos we were the first tent to light up the stove with the help of the ranger... And i was the cook for every meal... haha=)&lt;br /&gt;Had a briefing by the rangers and Sir, then we had free and easy at around 6 plus... But oso cannot go any where... haha=)  The sky at that time still got light and there was super heavy fog.. then the forest like LOTR like that... damm cool...Was still raining and  Wore my jacket and played Taiti in the tent... Had 1 or 2 games, and we all like no mood play... then talk cock with my tent ppl until damm late... While playing, at roughly 7.15 the place around suddenly damm dark... As in really dark... No light...&lt;br /&gt;Whole night cannot really sleep... Roughly less than 2 hours of sleep... YC was like me... But WC and LS were sleeping like pigs... Speaking bout pigs, i suan YC that night... I was like asking him a random question," YC, why u look like pig?"(it was in chi)then his nickname became pig .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Me%20and%20YC%20blocking%20his%20face%20aon%201st%20night%20in%20the%20tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Me%20and%20YC%20blocking%20his%20face%20aon%201st%20night%20in%20the%20tent.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this cos i could not sleep... YC covering his face cos he said he looked better this way... Thats is LS's leg in the middle if u see carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, woke up at 5 plus and started the fire on the stove to warm myself cos it was damm cold... Had cup noodles for breakfast then ppl packed my bag to the summit... Filled with  food ration of the tent members... Went to see Survival toilet and took a picture of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Toilet%20from%20outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Toilet%20from%20outside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Survival Toilet from the outside&lt;br /&gt;Looks decent eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Toilet%20from%20insdie.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Toilet%20from%20insdie.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful memories&lt;br /&gt;View from inside&lt;br /&gt;Had to bear with the "aroma" to get this pic...&lt;br /&gt;Trek to the summit... From CP 4 which was base camp to CP 5 was mostly trekking and i was thinking that Ophir was getting boring... Then KFC came... Everyone was thinking wad it was all bout and we found out that it meant Killers for Climbers.... There were ladders and ropes and rock surfaces to clear... Much more fun as all 4 limbs were used... At one of the CP, i notice the left sock of ZF was reddish brown and immediately said he was bleeding... those who noe him, u should his attitude... he was like smiling retardely and saying it was red soil... I had a memory run-back but didnt remember that there was anywhere that had red soil... This soon spread and i guessed it was a leech bite... I told Sir and he told ZF to take off his shoes and socks... But ZF smiled and said dont ned lah... then he said he scratched himself... Then he took out in the end...  It was really a leech bite... Sir  applied medication and we carried on... blah blah blah...i spending too much time explaining the details...&lt;br /&gt;Near CP 8, we had to clear this rock surface that was roughly 20 meteres high using ropes tied to the top... So u had to kinda grap the rope and walk up... there were 3 ropes and i was the 1st guy right behind the ranger... Oh, and during the trek to the summit, being the 1st guy brhind the ranger, i had to tell the ranger to slow down many timescos he was walking super fast... Despite climbing ropes and ladders and walking on root terrain, he was like walking on flat ground... Took quite a bit of effort to follow right behind him... As i was climbing the rock surface, i looked back down the mountain and saw the view... It was beautiful and breath-taking... Once in a while, clouds drift past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/View%20from%20Rock%20Surface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/View%20from%20Rock%20Surface.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from on top of the rock surface...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Chan fell while climbing too but of course not down the mountain... I had to stay at the rope area to motivate ppl and entangle the rope... So i was the last person to leave the place...Some ppl like YC nad LS had a phobia of heights and when they look down, they were like super worried...During the trek, Lots of ppl oso had leg cramps, luckily not me...phew!! After like 30 mins of trekking and climbing from the rock surface, we reached the SUMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Sign%20on%20Mt..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Sign%20on%20Mt..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign on the summit of Mt. Ophir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/View%20from%20summit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/View%20from%20summit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of trip to Mt. Ophir: $220&lt;br /&gt;Price of tidbits: 17.80RM&lt;br /&gt;Price of viewfrom summit: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view would be perfect if not the clouds blocking... We were too high, maybe? haha=) Highest point i have been on 2 legs and not in a vehicle... 1276m cleared!!!! No one had difficulty breathing or altitude sickness... had a group photo up there too... i had a piece of bread a and a few sipdsof 100 plus for lunch... should be tea lor... Everyone had no water too... Going down from the summitwas definitely more difficult than gg up as we had to go slowly in case we slip and fall which was extremely easy...&lt;br /&gt;Went back to base camp, bathe, ate dinner and played Taiti... Taught YC how to play and played for quite a while before gg to sleep... Changed our sleeping positions and was able to sleep... But woke up every 3 hours to check the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, ate half a cup noodles for breakfast and a little bit of chocolate... No more rations left... then pack up, kept our tent and cleared the area of litter and set off to the resort... at CP 1, another tanger appeared at the hut to check our garbage bag from the check list thingy... Dint really check thoroughly and only a few items were checked... Nobody failed... Some of ys borrowed items that they wanted to check from others too... haha=) Reached base camp or so called civilisation =) Took our valuables and bathe and bought drinks ... Lots of ppl including myself oso bought the Ophir t shirt... then had lunch and our certs given to us...&lt;br /&gt;Then loaded the bus to Malacca... Saw a helipad at the carpark too... Damm cool... On our way to Malacca, everyone slept after Sgt Wilson and Jacky sang songs... Sgt Wilson was a damm good singer and he looks like Pan Wei Bo... Then during the trip, i tot  lost my wallet cos it was not with me... I cant rem whether i had put it in my bag at the bus storage place... Stopped at this street called Jonker Street if i am not wrong when we reached Malacca and had Free and easy for 1 hour... Immediately checked my bag at storage palce and found it...Phew!!!  Bought a shirt from this shop called The Orang Utan shop... the shirt the design all hand drawn by a famous Malaysian chinese artist called Charles Cham... Maybe he is a pop artist... The shirt i bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Orang%20Utan%20shirt%20by%20Charles%20Cham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Orang%20Utan%20shirt%20by%20Charles%20Cham.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will wear it to the chalet... i noe it looks damm crappy... haha=) cost me 30 RM&lt;br /&gt;Was shopping with my tent members and PSG... The we had dessert at this store that had nobody other than the 2 waiters and 1 waitress... We bought 2 desserts which was not bad... The concept of the store was not bad... If this kind of cafe were to open in Singapore, and we modify the taste of the dessert, $ would come rolling... Everyone else were eating either Chendol, Famosa Chicken Rice BALLS or some other stuff... It was a race against time as they served the dessert damm late and we had like 10 mins to finish the 2 of them which was super big... Roughly 3 mins left, help came... We saw our several of the others outisde the shop and looking at the clothes being sold... I ran out and told them to help us eat... haha=) it was like 20 ppl over 2 desserts... In the end, the desset was also not finished... but left a little...&lt;br /&gt;After that, went backto bus and sight see another place... then went to hotel... the joke from the tour guide can be seen on WX's blog... Nvm lah, i say... The tour guide was saying where our hotel was... then he pointed to Hotel Equitorial and said," Do u see the Hotel Equitorial on ur left?" Then i was thinking that how can that be our hotel as i heard Sir telling 1 of the Staff then our hotel was 3 stars... Hotel Equitorial was like 30 storeys with a swimming pool... How can it be 3 stars? But i dont care, and everyone was like thinking how cool our hotel is... Then he continued," Our hotel is behind it..." Then everyone was like "CHEY!!!!!!!", and started laughing...&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel was called Malacca Starits Hotel and was 4 or 5 storeys high... After settling our rooms and getting our keys, we went inside and we werelike WOAH... cos it was not like what we expected... Wooden beds that had cotton coming out... It was like fully furnished with 2 beds and 2 matress... And TV... with coffee table... Totally like a 5 star hotel lor... Maybe it was 3 stars cos service not compared to 5 stars... Almost every staff in a 5 star hotel could speak English... The had dinner at hotel restaurant and Sir brought us to this supermart to buy stuff... i bought this bottle of chewing gum and cup noodles along with 2 cans of Milo... Reached back to hotel and started playing Taiti...Played like for 2 hours then went to sleep... Super cool... Woke up at 4 to go toilet... I was so heaty that the eye wax stuck my right eye to prevent it from opening... then managed to open it in the end... During the stay in this hotel, ML was sleeping naked... No joke, i saw it with my own eyes... I was delivering Joshua his cup noodles... I rang his doorbell damm lot of time then he he came out looking sleepy  as he was sleeping... then he said the ML was naked ... i said i dont believe but then he let me into the room to see a blanket-covered partially awake ML... Saw his pants and underwear near his bed and i slowly lifted the side of the blacnket at the end of his legs... The room was dark and when i saw this black mass, i quickly shouted "U Xiao Ah?!!!" and ran out... Lunckily dint see the whole thing... See no Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, had breakfast at hotel restaurant... then packed stuff and loaded the bus to go to Makota Parade... which was the biggest shopping centre in Malacca... Didnt buy anything but played bowling with a few others cos of the damm cheap price... 5RM for wad? u guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2RM to buy socks cos we were wearing slippers or sandals other than SLJB...&lt;br /&gt;2RM for each game... Dint have much time&lt;br /&gt;1 RM for rental of shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5RM altogether...&lt;br /&gt;Damm cheap... Sing dollars roughly $2.50... In some parts of Singapore, this is the price of 1 game lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the had lunch at this Pernerakan place and went back to Singapore... Was the only guy who smuggles so many Gum with me... The bottle of chewing gum had 40 tablets in it... I had planned to peel off the  sticker and write Vitamin C tablets on the bottle... But put the bottle and the tube of Bubble Yum in different parts of my jacket... Reached sch at around 5... And ate Macs for dinner before heading home with everyone looking at me... Cos i was carrying 1 bag front annd 1 bag behind together with a shoebag haging... and all 3 bags were like stuffed to the brim... haha =) Took out all my dirty clothes and throw them in the washing machine... then blah blah,... and slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Ophir was with no doubt tiring and tough ... But oso unargulably fun... And a sense of achievement when u reach the summit...Especially together with ur frends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took roughly 2 hours to write this post... Longest post ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116395213093120044?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116395213093120044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116395213093120044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116395213093120044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116395213093120044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry-guys-for-this-late-post-on-mt.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116368636695404688</id><published>2006-11-16T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:12:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adventure is nothing without the possibility oif death. I just came back from adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details of Adventure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1276m&lt;br /&gt; 4187 ft&lt;br /&gt;Mount Ophir a.k.a Gunung Ledang&lt;br /&gt;6th most diffilcult mountain in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;64th tallest mountain in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Will give u the full details tmr together with pics cos there is some probs with my comp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116368636695404688?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116368636695404688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116368636695404688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116368636695404688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116368636695404688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/11/adventure-is-nothing-without.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116332111642040466</id><published>2006-11-12T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:45:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now 1, 2 3.... HUUU HUUUU HUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk... went to sch ytd and to place our bags in the school... the bags we are bringing to Mt. Ophir, which is a mountain in Malaysia and is said to be the most climded mountain in Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our seniors, me, YC, WX and Ls together with a few others started playing with WX ball... basketball i mean;)&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom, i flung the ball and it slowly rolled and bounced down to this place.. I followed the ball and it landed into a swimming pool, a mini one but deep enough to be one... haha :) This is a very rare encounter that only will happen when there is a super heavy rain at our school like ytd...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Swimming%20pool%20in%20school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Swimming%20pool%20in%20school.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school's swimming pool... Can u guess where isit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Whirlp%20pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Whirlp%20pool.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mini whirl pool in the swimming pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do u which part of the sch is the "swimming " pool located at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Swimming%20pool%20in%20sch%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Swimming%20pool%20in%20sch%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is located near the amphi theatre... Right in front of the staff room... yea... cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... then when our seniors and sir paul ng came, Meng Long came and i shouted Macdonalds i couple of times... then everyone started laughing cos men long was like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/ML%20in%20macs%20uni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/ML%20in%20macs%20uni.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that the pic is inverted... but its damm funny... it turned out he was working and he asked the manager whether he can take 45 mins leave to go sch... haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Horse%20head%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Horse%20head%20me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me in a horse slipper... yes, a slipper.. u dint read wrongly... this is at mini toons in hereen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116332111642040466?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116332111642040466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116332111642040466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116332111642040466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116332111642040466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-1-2-3.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116230688062959202</id><published>2006-10-31T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:01:20.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMEBODY SAVVVEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TURNED ON MY COMP THIS MOR AND SAW THIS SCAM MAIL :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Irish Lottery&lt;br /&gt;P O Box  1010&lt;br /&gt;11 G Lower Dorset Street,&lt;br /&gt;Dublin 1, Ireland&lt;br /&gt;(Customer  Services)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Ref: UK/9420X2/68&lt;br /&gt;Batch:  074/05/ZY369&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WINNING NOTIFICATION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happily  announce to you the draw (#1004) of the IRISH LOTTERY online Sweepstakes  International program held on Monday 30th of October, 2006. 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Nvm bout that now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, my bro went to his frend's hse and borrowed some DVDs to watch... Like MI3 and transporter 2... With animations like valiant and madagascar too!!! Watched Pink Panther this afetrnoon, damm funny man...&lt;br /&gt;kk...thats all for todae... and hope i will blog more ...haha=)&lt;br /&gt;Going to run at Bishan Park tmr with YC, WX and LS...&lt;br /&gt;Should be scaling bukit timah hill this thur... Dunno should i go to HOGC for connect group on thurs?&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, all Sec 2s must go back sch this fri at 12 noon to collect ur streaming results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116230688062959202?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116230688062959202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116230688062959202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116230688062959202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116230688062959202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/10/somebody-savvveee-meeeeeeeeeeeee-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116152680262342511</id><published>2006-10-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:20:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody? How are you doin? i m fine, really...&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym with Wee, his frend"Calvin", Qi Hang, and his sec 1 guy to gym at khatib todae... First time gg to a proper gym... Heard that there got gays, so scared!!! AHHHHHH!!!! God help me... Maybe i will throw the weights at them if they come after me... Registered then we started with 2 rounds around the track... then we went inside the gym and continued with the pull up machine thingy that trains ur lats, which is part of ur back muscle... Did 3 sets of 10... then continued with several other machines and excercies that i have eith heard but never dont b4 or that i have never herad of it b4...  Like the brench press, did free weights meaning never put weights lor... But did 1 time, then dowan liao... The bar itself is 20 kg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few stand-out-of-the-crowd- people todae... There was this GAY!!!! Freak,,, He damm scary... Short hair with a earing i think... then he was wearing a singlet... not the normal ones, those that are really small and tight... then the front reveals almost the whole chest and the nipples, which was damm disgusting and sick... Dont wanna talk bout him... Woah...&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this guy who looks like a body builder... The weights he used at the machines were sick lor... Damm heavy... And he looked like 1 punch from him to me and i would fly to america... Damm strong, damm qiang...&lt;br /&gt;Then got this whole man who also damm qiang... Cannot believe it... His weights damm heavy compared to his body... Lastly, there was this lady who i think is in the forties or fifties... Did bench press without any sporters... She did with 2.5kg at each end of the bar.. So toal weight lifted= 20kg(Bar)+ 5 kg(2 2.5 kg weight)= 25kg... quite hardcore...&lt;br /&gt;Also, i measured my weight just now at the gym just out of curiousty... My eyes pop out man... Guess how heavy i am... I am roughlyl 163 cm tall... So how heavy am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give u a hint: More than 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hint: Less than 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot give u clue liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have u got the ans? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u guessed 52, u are right... Cant believe right? at first i tot the machine spoil...then actually never spoil... Wee said cannot be fats... cos he tried pinching my abs area... got little fats there... then he said muscle... but i dont look like i have alot of muscle mass right? So dunno lor... Should go for those check-up to see how much muscle and fats mass i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys will see smth i think is cool tmr... hha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116152680262342511?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116152680262342511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116152680262342511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116152680262342511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116152680262342511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-everybody-how-are-you-doin-i-m.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116109343575487437</id><published>2006-10-17T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:57:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay! Long time since i post... haha=) boring person with no life lah... Since the whole world is blogging bout results, i will blog bout it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st paper of the day was geog. which was crap, got 39.5/50... The paper was preetty much not so difficult but dunno wad happened lor. Read the question wrongly and minus 4 marks... Crap... Had expected like 42 lor... Miss Tan even asked me what happened, when i got the paper from her... At first, i got 37.5, then found out she never mark a point, so plus 1... then we return the paper back, thn when we got back again during recess, i plus 1 again, so 39.5... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd paper was maths. Also crap... 63/80... Expected roughly 70... Its like the paper was not too difficult. But its not i dunno how to do, its like dunno y suddenly never think of it... Xian... Maths and geog supposed to be my best subjects... Pity perry, he failed by a mark... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd paper was chinese... Got 14.5 for ying yong wen and 37  for zuo wen, which was like crap... My ying yong wen minus 2 for cuo bie zi... then zuo wen had 10 cuo bie zi but minus 7 which is the max for cuo bie zi...  diao right... dunno y so scrwed for this 2 papers... but the main paper still not too bad... 88.5/110... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th paper todae was science... MCQ was 33+1 cos of marking error... then section b is 49/60... didnt really expect these marks... i tot i scrwed up this test lor... Aiya dunno lah... but quite happy with my sci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall results:&lt;br /&gt;English: ???&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 79 (A1)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 71 (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Science: 82 (A1) =)&lt;br /&gt;Geog: 75  (A1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not too bad lah... my language sux lor... haha... dont expect my eng to do well anw... xianzzz... I was so worried bout geog not getting A1... Pity BH to be the only guy in class to get an A2... =( Sry man... But luckily Jing Wei (Her Her Herrr!!!), he didnt get last, or i would get a free treat of KFC... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno whether wanna go triple or double sci... Scared cannot take the pressure from triple... dunno lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, rob b hood rox... Go watch it... the baby is friggin CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know a new martial arts from Wee... Called la caporiea( dunno how u spell it).. Its from brazil and its really cool... Wanna learn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, the lemon-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116109343575487437?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116109343575487437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116109343575487437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116109343575487437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116109343575487437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-long-time-since-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116075042683434450</id><published>2006-10-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:40:26.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I,Clement Tan of NRIC:SxxxxxxxZ, hereby admit that I am retarded and wierd!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also WHQ a.k.a wongy's most retarded and wierdest friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116075042683434450?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116075042683434450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116075042683434450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116075042683434450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116075042683434450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/10/iclement-tan-of-nricsxxxxxxxz-hereby.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-116012953910683378</id><published>2006-10-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:12:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOday was like the quite bad luck leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Ring!!" the alarm clock rang then i slammed it down and wnt back  to sleep like i always do... After a while i heard, " Oi clement wake up!!!" i looked outside the window, shit!!! Day damm bright... i looked at the clock... It was 7.02am... ahhhh!!! i m gonna be late and i got a exam... i brush my teeth and change...then i was out of my hse within 7 mins(did not have time to wear contact lenses)... my dad fetch me to sch... Miraculously, i was not late for sch!!! but was late for assembly... Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chi paper nth bad happen... then recesss came... i eatin happily then got smth cold kenna me... it was milo from jk cup... stupid chng got irritate jk for wad? after that not really bad lah... haha=) actually its not really bad after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw HAPPY MOONCAKE FESTIVAL!!! 6 more darn days to mug... xian&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-116012953910683378?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/116012953910683378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=116012953910683378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116012953910683378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/116012953910683378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-like-quite-bad-luck-leh-ring.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115936381976467568</id><published>2006-09-27T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:36:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DONT TELL ME WHAT I CAN DO. TELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME WHAT I CANNOT DO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCOMPLISHED A TASK. DONT TELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN I CANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115936381976467568?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115936381976467568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115936381976467568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115936381976467568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115936381976467568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-tell-me-what-i-can-do_27.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115850151150343178</id><published>2006-09-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:58:31.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#555555;"&gt;Being emo... haha=)&lt;br /&gt;Emo song lyrics below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is spiralling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You' and 'Rip Apart My Soul' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab'. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thingy. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be&lt;br /&gt;You'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me&lt;br /&gt;I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag&lt;br /&gt;I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our chicks look like dykes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause emo is one step below transvestite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop my breathing and slit my throat&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;I don't jump around when I go to shows&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dark, and sensetive with low self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;The way I dress makes every day feel like Halloween&lt;br /&gt;I have no real problems but I like to make believe&lt;br /&gt;I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week&lt;br /&gt;Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies&lt;br /&gt;I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing&lt;br /&gt;Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun&lt;br /&gt;They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop my breathing and slit my throat&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;I don't jump around when I go to shows&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;Dye in my hair and polish on my toes&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;I play guitar and write suicide notes&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. And it's suffocating me. Grabbing ahold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans... which look great on my by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction&lt;br /&gt;Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection&lt;br /&gt;I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses&lt;br /&gt;I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth&lt;br /&gt;You can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off&lt;br /&gt;I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life&lt;br /&gt;If I said I like girls, I'd only be half right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;I like to whine and hate my parentals&lt;br /&gt;I must be emo&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends all look like clones&lt;br /&gt;I must be E-Mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents just don't get me, you know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple guys. But I mean, it's the 2000s. Can't 2... or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like tacos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115850151150343178?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115850151150343178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115850151150343178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115850151150343178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115850151150343178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115839959126249982</id><published>2006-09-16T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T17:39:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suck as a frend.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a filial son.&lt;br /&gt;I have attitude problem and have low EQ.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot console anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lousy councillor.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lousy student.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone hates or dislikes me.&lt;br /&gt;I am a poser that everyone hates.&lt;br /&gt;I suck in studies.&lt;br /&gt;I look like crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115839959126249982?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115839959126249982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115839959126249982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115839959126249982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115839959126249982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-suck-as-frend.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115839876617892360</id><published>2006-09-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T17:26:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m damm stressed with life. Council. Family. School. Work. Crap. Mentally, emontionally and physically stressed. Pls help me get over this quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115839876617892360?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115839876617892360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115839876617892360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115839876617892360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115839876617892360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-m-damm-stressed-with-life.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115824403688923300</id><published>2006-09-14T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:27:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dance like no one is watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sing like no one is listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Love like you don't want to get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Work like you don't need the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Live like today is the last day of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cherish your life and your loved ones!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115824403688923300?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115824403688923300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115824403688923300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115824403688923300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115824403688923300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-like-no-one-is-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115773099317046946</id><published>2006-09-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:56:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01. What is the phone maker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sony Ericsson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02.What's the last 3 digits of your mobile number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;135&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What does the 2nd message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh,cos this plan haven end then i go buy new phone already... This phone next month end-cy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Who's the first person who comes up under the letter M?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basil Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beng Heng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Who's the 2nd person who comes up under D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What does the last message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cross or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Who's the 3rd person who comes up under J?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who's the 4th person who comes up under S?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shi Hao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What does your banner say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erm?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Just deledted them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you have as your background?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Carribean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's the 2nd person who comes up under R?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raynard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the 3rd person under T?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thai Yong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you're on Pay as you Go, how much credit do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many many?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's the first person who comes up under C?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me? no lah its. Cedric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 bars. full liao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115773099317046946?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115773099317046946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115773099317046946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115773099317046946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115773099317046946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/01.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115738142425554651</id><published>2006-09-04T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:50:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Me%20climbing.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Me%20climbing.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of me climbing the real chimney. Really fun to twist and turn =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todae went to sch to do dnt and discuss sci project. Xian. Anw came back and my mum told me that Steve Irwin had died. I went to the net and checked out more. He died at 11am this morning. Damm sad. He was filming a documentary: The Ocean most deadliest creatures( or the world deadliest creatures). A stingray he was "playing" with stung with with its tail and the tail japped through his heart. It was sad he died instantly and did not feel any pain at all. The stingray's tail venom would not have killed so Steve most probably died of cardiac injury.&lt;br /&gt;The agency in charge of the area Steve was filming at said that nobody had ever got stung by a stingray and died there. A stingray is only dangerous when avragrated. It is indeed tragic for Steve to die by a stingray's sting. My mum said before that Steve will defineitely die when doing his extreme stunts. She was indeed right. She also said a mountaineer may die on an expedition on a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;Steve was only 44 and died. I think he must be glad he died doing smth he loved the most. Reports have also said that he was like the animals he "played" with, like he really know them or smth, like he was one of them---an animal. Lets' all remain 1 min of silence the moment u read here. Anyway this a picture of Steve Irwin so that we all can remember him as&lt;br /&gt;STEVE IRWIN a.k.a CROCODILE HUNTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Steve%20Irwin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Steve%20Irwin.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115738142425554651?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115738142425554651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115738142425554651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115738142425554651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115738142425554651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-pic-of-me-climbing-real.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115660383623413256</id><published>2006-08-26T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:17:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went climbing with like 6 ppl todae. Miss Chow BY, Mr Steven Quay and Miss Kwok Lilian together with 3 of her colleagues. Woke up at 7 plus with a runny nose, but felt quite okay cos i was gg to climb later. Reached safra at 9.30 am(the time that we were supposed to meet). Went 7-eleven to buy some titbits and found out my voice was crappy and my eyes were half open or half close. Either one lah. Then i went to sit at the carpark after strolling around the whole safra. Looked into every car and mr quay smsed me saying they will be late for 15 mins. Xian. The got this small black car came in. It had those kind of starhub window sheild at the side. Wanted to look in but felt that Mr Quay could not have drove that car. Feeling slightly impatient, i called mr quay and he told me he just drove into the carpark. To my uptmost surprise, the black car was his... God...&lt;br /&gt;We then walked together up to the rock walls. There was this army reservist lunch or smth like that happening at Yishun Safra todae. So lots of cars that came in had many middle-aged men wearing their no.4 uniform. i told the teachers that i did not notice them coming in cos i could not see inside the car. then Miss Chow and Miss Kwok said that as long as u see ultraman stuff at the dashboard, its Mr Quay's car. Diao -_-''&lt;br /&gt;We then signed the idenmity(however u spell it) form and generous Mr Quay was the gentleman and paid for all of us... I set up the wall while the teachers changed into their climbing gear. We then started climbing. Miss Chow was very sleepy and lethargic at first but Miss Kwok encouraged her to climb. I was extremely elated and excited to climb cos the last time i touched a wall was like 1 month ago and my muscles are like softening. Haha=)  Miss Kwok climbed first followed by me. Climbed pretty first and toerd out even faster. My first climb always like that one. Whole body not used to it yet. It was an 18-meter wall that i climbed. Just a warm up climb. Then Miss Chow climbed and then followed by Mr Quay. Miss Kwok's colleagues came a short while later.&lt;br /&gt;I continued and started the 25-metre wall climb. It was a wall to train ur endurance. very fun wall in fact. Everyone then took turns to belay and climb. I did not belay cos of my previous experience of belaying my primary sch teacher, Mr Rizal who intoduced this sport to me. He was more than 2 times my weight and i have belayed him with no problem b4.&lt;br /&gt;That day about 6 months ago, we were here at the 18-metre wall.  I was belaying him. I always hated the part when he was coming down cos the presure on my hand was tremendous. On the very day, it was very hot and my palms were sweating. i slipeed him down at 1 moment and my hand almost went into the belay device. If it did, i wondered what will happen. Almost reaching the ground, about 5 metres above ground level, the worse came. my slippery palms gave way and the rope slipped through my hands. I wanted to grip the rope but the next time i knew, i heard a loud Bang and he was on the floor on his back and the chalk from his chalk bag was flying around. i was stunned and stood rooted to the ground for a few moments. His back injury was nothing compared to the minor rope burn on my palms. i remove the anchor behind me and ran to him, asking whether he was okay. The next thing i knew, ppl were running to him. Safra Adventure leaders, other climbers and some passer-bys. i moved back. They helped him turn around and lie on his chest, with him groaning in pain. 1 of the Safra personel told ppl to back off and give the injured man some air. He then asked around for the belayer which was me. I was still in the state of shock. The scene when Mr Rizal dropped remained vividly and repeated in my mind like a disc player.&lt;br /&gt;More Safra personels came 2 of them questioned me. They asked things like how he was related to me and where he dropped from. I stuttered when answering. It was so happened some army fair was gg on and there was an army medic around there. He rushed to Mr Rizal but he could not do anyhting as he did not have the necessary equipment. The Safra personels then called for an ambulance and within minutes, paramedics came and they put Mr Rizalon this metal board so his back wont bend or smth like that. 1 paramedic said that falling on the back his quite tricky cos maybe the spine haven break but if u move him around, that small focal point which haven break yet may break anytime. The paramedcs also use a pen to see which part of his body felt numb to check whether his spinal cord was broken. Thank god, nth serious happened. I remembered Mr Rizal once told me that he had a former back injury so i was very afarid smth would happen this time. The paramedics brought him to Tan Tock Seng Hospital and told me to go home. while a Safra personel would follow and bring his stuff to the hospital. Everything then went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, i was scared of belaying anyone much older or heavier then me. i will conquer this phycological barrier and i MUST!!! Even though it happened 6 months ago, the scene remains vivid in my mind. Back to todae, we rested a bit and i clmed the chimney after mr quay. This was his 2nd time. He told me that he did not make it to the top at his first time but this time he did. Miss kwok also said she tore her pants a little after smearing her way up bit by bit using her bum the last time. I have seen the chimney lots of time but have not tried it. So i decided to try it for the 1st time. At my 1st attempt, my way of getting up was unsuccesflu but on the 2nd attempt on the another way was succesful. I climbed my way up using the cracks and a few hand holds. Then at the last part, i smeared my way up. I have reahced the top. It was tiring and very pain for my tops from all the smearing. But it was very fun and exciting and had a great sense of achievement after reaching the top on my 1st try. This is a pic of the chimney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/chimney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/chimney.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right? jkjk lah its not this. Its this one at the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/chimney%20wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/chimney%20wall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right? damm fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last climb was the 25m again on another route. I then took a bath and mr auy fetched me to bishan and i went hime after buying lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i am sick with a slight fever and a runny nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115660383623413256?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115660383623413256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115660383623413256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115660383623413256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115660383623413256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-climbing-with-like-6-ppl-todae_26.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115625744637222791</id><published>2006-08-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:37:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really busy with council projects this few days. Got Teachers' Day coming so must paint the whole backdrop. Came to school on sat at 9 till roughly 3 to make and paint the backdrop. 8*6 mahjong papers leh. Damm big. Ahhh!!! Ytd oso stayed backe to do the finishing touch-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan PH oso wants the SFU design proposal handed to him asap. How to do??!! i ran out of ideas for the blue booth liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;CHCC-- shld be the busiest project i am handling. I need to survey ppl on:&lt;br /&gt;               Wad would u like to see being sold at CHCC a.k.a cat high cash converters?&lt;br /&gt;and i must oso do the store deco and the signboard... ahh!!! nvm, can handle one lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw next Friday, 31st August till 2 Sept got this SLB camp. An on 1st Sept NCC land got this complusory flag day thingy to do, yellow ribbon project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115625744637222791?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115625744637222791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115625744637222791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115625744637222791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115625744637222791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/really-busy-with-council-projects-this.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115582278950229362</id><published>2006-08-17T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:58:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1.Full name: Clement Tan She Kuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Name backwards: Gnauk Ehs Nat Tnemelc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Were you named after someone? : nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: clement i dont think have, but clemency means mercy or something like that, something to describe the weather lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: lemon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the-lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10th December 199&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;(PRESENTS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Current location: My House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Star sign: Saggitarus (however u spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Religion: Buddhist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Height: 16+++(growing taller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Weight: 40+++(growing fatter, opps, i mean skinnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Shoe size: 7 - 8 UK i think( u can buy me shoes too!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Hair color: depends on the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Eye color: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who do you look like: my parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Innie or outtie: Middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Lefty or righty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Gay, straight, bi or others: straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Best friends: ck, hq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Best friends you trust most: almost everyone i noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Favourite pals: ck, jk, yc, wx, jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Best friend of opposite sex: hq (not my gf!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Best buddies: as of above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Boyfriend or girlfriend: both( as in just frends and not stead_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Crush: Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Parents: Great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Worst Enemy: erm no one, my enemies last for 1 week? But ppl do backstab me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Favourite online guy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no one in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Favourite online girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no one in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;33.Craziest friend: jon cheah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;34.Advice friend: no one in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;35.Loudest friend: Andrew Yap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;36:Person you cry with: myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;37.Any sisters: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;38.Any brothers: 2, lisab and keef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;39: Any pets: 24 hamsters and 4 guinea pigs but that was history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;40.Any disease: some skin condition called lichen nididids? and maybe climbness(not being able to climb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;41: Pager: dun have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;42.Personal phone line: The Singtel mobile customer u are calling is currently unavaliable, pls try again later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;43.Cell phone: is this a phone for cells?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;44.Lava Lamp: cool, a lamp with lava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;45.Pool or hot tub: neither, i prefer climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;46.A car: erm, toy car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;47.Your personality: moodswinger sometimes, humourous, lame, retarded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;48.Driving: on computer and xbox lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;49.Room: have everything i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;50.Whats missing: climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;51.School: *MEOW* HiGh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;52.Bed: Great (but just not there yet, jkjk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;53.Relationship with parents: not bad but argue a bit sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;54.Believe in yourself: most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;55.Believe in love at first sight: nah, there are more factors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;56.Good listener: see my mood lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;57.Get along well with parents: not bad =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;58.Save e-mail convos: dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;59.Pray: occasionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;60.Believe in reincarnation: nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;61.Make fun of people: yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;62.Like to talk on the phone: k lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;63.Want to get married: duh unless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;64.Like to drive: drive boat ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;65.Motion Sickness: other than boats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;66.Eat stem of broccoli: either or, neither nor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;67.Eat chicken with fork: sometimes, other times its hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;68.Dream in color:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;69.Type with your fingers on home role: u noe, yea yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;70.Sleep with stuff animals: erm, nvr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;71.Next to you: air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;72.On the walls of your room: Takeshie Kaneshiro poster, and lots of stuff and a few cardboards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;73.On your mousepad: molecules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;74.Dream car: magic sch bus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;75.Dream date: 10th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;76.Dream honeymoon spot: Natural Rock Wall in France? (not man-made)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;77.Dream husband or wife: gorgeous, caring, understanding, my type lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;78.Bedtime: anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;79.Under your bed: neighbour downstairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;80.Single most important question: can't think of any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;81.Bad time of the day: dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;82.Your worst fear: losing someone close and not being able to climb again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;83.The weather is: check the weather forecast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;84.Time: 21:36  58s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;85.Date: 17th August 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;86.Best trick did on someone: cant remember =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;87.Theme song: changes ( this is not a song title, i mean my fav song changes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;88.Hardest thing about growing up: dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;89.Funniest experience: erm, something funny happens everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;90.Scariest experience: cant say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;91.Silliest thing you have ever said: haha? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;92.Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: dont noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;93.Scariest thing while you are with your friends: erm, i gotta agree with wx, bishan gay staring at us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;94.Worst feeling: guilty, regret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;95.Best feeling in the world: happiness and joy and when somenoe acknowledges ur brilliance and existance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;96.AND NOW, THE SABOTAGING BEGINS!!! CHOOSE EIGHT TO DO THE QUIZ!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;i will be so nice and not sabo anyone with their names mentioned. If that is the case, i give u guys reading this a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;A: I will do this quiz like many others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;B: I don't think i will not do this quiz like many others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now the choice is urs, either A or B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;May the lemons be with u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115582278950229362?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115582278950229362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115582278950229362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115582278950229362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115582278950229362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115522182571354227</id><published>2006-08-10T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:09:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHOTOS GALLERY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climbing World Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Climbing%20World%20Cup%202006%20banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Climbing%20World%20Cup%202006%20banner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing World Cup 2006 banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Speed%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Speed%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed wall at Climbing World Cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Female%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Female%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females wall at Climbing World Cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Male%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Male%20route%20in%20world%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Males wall at Climbing World Cup(Super difficult)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Queueing%20to%20take%20the%20chartered%20bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Queueing%20to%20take%20the%20chartered%20bus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;The queue i was in when queueing to take the chartered bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/In%20the%20Bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/In%20the%20Bus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd outside when i was inside the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Outside%20the%20stadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Outside%20the%20stadium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/In%20the%20stadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/In%20the%20stadium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Inside the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/beautiful%20sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/beautiful%20sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful or cool sky spotted at National Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Contingents%20without%20GOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Contingents%20without%20GOH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingents without GOHs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/contingents%20with%20GOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/contingents%20with%20GOH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingents with GOHs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Singapore%20flag%20with%201%20chinook%20and%202%20apache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Singapore%20flag%20with%201%20chinook%20and%202%20apache.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Singapore flag with 1 Chinook and 2 Apaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/First%20performance%20at%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/First%20performance%20at%20night.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st performance of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Change%20of%20colour%20in%201st%20performance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Change%20of%20colour%20in%201st%20performance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of colour in 1st performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/fireworks%20blocked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/fireworks%20blocked.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks blocked =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Bright%20fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Bright%20fireworks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright fireworks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Everyone%20gathers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Everyone%20gathers.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Finale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Finale.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Balloons%20red%20and%20white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Balloons%20red%20and%20white.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons Red &amp; White after finale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Leaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Leaving.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mad rush out after the celebration ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take the "blood" spilling out of the stadium, but everyone squeezing so cannot lor. Sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115522182571354227?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115522182571354227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115522182571354227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115522182571354227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115522182571354227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/photos-gallery-climbing-world-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115521903481095429</id><published>2006-08-10T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:10:34.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning after i woke up and had our brekfast at ya kun, we went shopping and i walk myself while my parents shop themselves. I found out smth, Singapore service towards foreigners and towards Singaporeans are very different. I went to Royal Sporting House, and wheni got in, the sales woman there keep looking at wherever i go. Just whn i was bout to go out, this 2 caucasians came in and she immediatley sprang into action, she approached them and asked what she can help.&lt;br /&gt;Another example was at the Adidas section in Robinsons, the sales lady saw me but did not do anything. Not even smile. Then this caucasian family walked in and look at some adidas shirts. The sales lady went to them and said," If you all need any help, just approach me." Woah, tottaly 2 different approach. Isit because i was a kid? i asked myself that and decided to stay longer to find out the answer.&lt;br /&gt;This 2  Singaporean men walked in and looked at the adidas clothes. Tney were aged around 20+ to 30+. The sales lady did not approach them. Another singaporean family of 2 parents and 2 children looked at the merchandise but the sales lady did not do anything until they called her. What kind of service is this? Does it mean we are singaporeans, they do not need to treat us good?&lt;br /&gt;Another matter i found out at my stay in the hotel. Some or most singaporeans are rude, selfish  and do not even noe how to say "Thankyou"&lt;br /&gt;1 example of selfishness was the family sitting in front  of me during NDP.&lt;br /&gt;1 example of rudeness is that when i opened the hotel glass for this singaporen family, none of them even gave me a nod, not to say that they said"thankyou". On the other hand, when i opened the door for this caucasian couple, then man said a loud"thankyou". Helping ppl and hearing "thankypu" after that really makes your day.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd night my parents went to Equinox at swissotel to take a look but i did not go cos dress code applies and i was dressed in singlet and shorts so i dint not go. thus i went back to the hotel room. when i reached the door and wanted to take my wallet, i found out that i had left it inside the room, with my key card inside. I wanted to call my parents but found out that my card was in the room but found out that my phone was inside the room too... How careless can i be?&lt;br /&gt;I  waited outisde the room thinking of what to do. Should i wait  here for my parents or should i ask the receptionist for help?  i then rushed down  to the hotel receptionist  and told them that i had left my card in the room. Thinking that the receptionist which was a female would be angry, i waited for the worse to come. Instead, she smiled and asked me for more details  like the room number and wad name the room was under. she then passed me a new card and even asked me whether i just came back from the stadium?&lt;br /&gt;This is what i call service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115521903481095429?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115521903481095429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115521903481095429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521903481095429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521903481095429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-morning-after-i-woke-up-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115521800022310533</id><published>2006-08-10T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:53:20.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took MRT with parents to kallang station. The train was filled with a little red here and there. When we reached kallang station and went down the escalator, the surroudning area was dotted with red... Damm lot of ppl.So followed the crowd and crossed the road to queue for the chartered bus, the bus ride was rougly 10 mins long to the stadium. Reached the stadium and met up with my aunt and her family. Outside the stadium, it was crowded with damm lot of ppl... Queued up for the blue zone and took our fun pack and soon we were inside the stadium. it was not really filled by then. But after around hald and hour, the stadium was fully painted red. There was this family of 3 sitting infront of us, with a father a daughter around 9 yrs old in the middle and the mother. They were really seflish as they occupied lots of space to put their stuff. When the army officer told them to move in, they said there were ppl coming in.In the end, the family just wanted to occupy more space as there were no more ppl coming. My family, on the other hand, had an empty space too, but it was for my brother who was really coming.&lt;br /&gt;When my bro came, the daughter of the family in fromt of us looked or i can say stared at him and myself. The starting of the parade was quite fun, with the kallang wave and stuff like that to heat up the crowd. There was this time when some of the volunteers were throwing freebies into the crowd. Stuff like handband, balls and handphone strap were thrown. I wanted the red ball, while my bro wanted the band. The gal in front of us told her dad she wanted the band too... When the ppl threw the stuff, 1 of the band landed near her seat. Seeing this, my instincts told me to grab it, and i was faster than the gal. She stared at me, looking damm pissed. My bro then told me to give in to her. But when i was bout to give it to her, her dad had caught 1 band and gave it to her. After getting the band, the gal stared at me again. Dunno wads the prob with her lor.&lt;br /&gt;The parachutes this year was cool. First, 3 came downand landed on the 'BULL'S EYE'. Everone was like going "wooooahhhhhhh" when they were touching down. Then several more parachuters came down and they had released the red smoke while the last men had a singspore flag attached to him. the flag was slowing him down a lot due to air resistance. The latter touched down super fast compapred to the 1st 3.&lt;br /&gt;The contingents were damm cool. All nvr cock up. But 1 wierd thing bout the contingents this year was that the 1st few contingents consisting of the scouts etc ran out to the stadium insted of the usual marching. The GOH or guard of honour on the other hand marched out.&lt;br /&gt;Soon 3 F-16s  flew out and when i took the video, the  vibration caused by the planes was causing everyone including me to shake or tremble. The f-16s fly faster than the speed of sound, so u see them then u hear the sound. haha=) Another air show was the apache helicopters. 5 F-16s flew past first while their after-burners were on, so they were super fast and super loud, so u can see the planes had this bluish red kind of flame at the back of it. After-burners are like nitros for planes. Then 3 apache flew in. So cool, but the apache looked like it has a big head and a small tail and body.&lt;br /&gt;The preformance at night was quite xian actually. My bro and i almost slept. Got 1 time, there were 4 damm big balloons floating, then 3 of them were lighted up except 1. Techincal error i think... The fireworks were okay only lor. At the finale, the ppl opened the thingy with glitter paper and the long long shiny shiny paper inside. I grapped 1 of them when it flew past me. My mum hrapped the same one too. The gal in front also grappde the same paper. I let go immeditaely. then my mum tugged it withour realising then the gal was pulling too. The gal had that"i am gg to get it" look on her face. Then my mum let go, and the gal had it... blah blah. The whole celebration ended and everyone had a mad rush out. It took us 36 mins to get out of the stadium and walk to the main road and take a cab.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict for this year's NDP2006: It was fairly entertaining compared to the previous years.  The fireworks were short and not very nice compared to those i saw at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;We ate supper at newton and went back to out hotel room to retire for the day. My mum and i watched "Bad Boys 2" will 1 am while my dad was sleeping. Then we slept too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115521800022310533?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115521800022310533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115521800022310533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521800022310533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521800022310533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/took-mrt-with-parents-to-kallang.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115521561327077747</id><published>2006-08-10T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:54:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time since i blogged... Busy lah, really sry... haha=) gg to start with fridae. Best dae of my life i think, i ponned like 4 hrs of lesson. After maths common test which was quite easy, SLs and i went to GO for a meeting bout the duties later in the dae. Reached back class and only half the period was left. Then 9.50 went down to auditorium for duty. There was a Sports Council meeting to be held. There were like 7 SLs at audi, far too many. Then no jobs for me to do, so went to the door to welcome the guests into the audi. The guests consisted of HODs and principals of schools. Mr Chew then call me go inside the audi AVA room to control the lights. Mdm Chia then gave me a lesson on some of the buttons and equipements which lasted for 5 mins. haha=) Reached back class for music at aorund 1... Hha=) super slack. After musin, went back class and change to half u. Got some rehearsal thingy, so pon the NCC training until like 6 plus. Went back to training for PT in the end. Ran 3 rounds in half u then talk cock then dismiss liao... So cool, todae=)&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, wanted to go to EXPO but went to church instead after being influenced by many frends. Was pretty boring, almost slept. After hanging out at church for a while i walked over to Hotel Rendevous to meet my family, who were still not there when i reached. So i resevered a table and waited. Had my dinner and my dad drove us to esplanade to watch the fireworks for ITALY's bdae if i m not wrong... On the way there, guess who i saw? Mr Tan Jit Huei(if i spell correctly). I saw him in his white nissan cefiro, i think. He was with his frends and were gg to wacth the fireworks too. So cool=) By the way, he was my temporary form teacher when Mr Teo went reservist.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks started not long after we reached esplanade. The road came to a standstill as everyone wanted to watch the fireworks. Was damm nice but did not managed to take any photos cos it was too far away. Got many varieties of fireworks. 1 of them was like after it was shot out and "exploded", the "sparks" came down and they looked like fireballs... Dunno ghow to describe lah, very nice lah. And got another one, is it shoots out as this main core, then the core shoots out 2 other "things" then shoots out 4 others then 6 others then extingushed. 1 thing i notice, u see the fireworks then hear the sound... You noe why? Light travels faster than sounds. It is like the lightning and thunder thingy.&lt;br /&gt;On sundae after tuition, got home and prayed for the 7th month thingy then went to EXPO to watch climbing world cup. Reached EXPO at around 1 plus then meet leonard there. Unfortunately, the competition was having a lunch breack and will only start the lead finals at 2.30. so wait lor, The comp started and the EXPO hall was packed. The walls looked crazy. There were more than 300 climbers from around 30 different countries like France and Korea. The competitors in the finals were pretty strong and if i am not wrong, the youngest competitor was a female of 17 years old. Hope i can be like her to take part in a international climbing event representing SINGAPORE!!! I left around an hour later to go for tuition. Xian...&lt;br /&gt;Nth much happened on mondae, so will go to tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Had to reached school b4 7 like thai yong cos we had some prize presenting duty to do. We were late by a couple of mins but nvm... I ran lots of time from grandstand to GO to take stuff like flowers, trays and etc. Damm tiring. Me and thai yong helped out in the prize presenting ceremony and after that hepled to give out ice-cream. After school ended at 9.30, went back to class. Then Mr Teo said some stuff bout CIP. Around 10, i flew to hall for the speech day duty. Ushering and stuff like that. After ushering, Mr khoo told me to go down to canteen to look after the bufffet food alone. Xian, so called jon cheach pass me my ipod. I saw mr chen's wife and 2 children at the canteen too.. Almost slept at the canteen lo, damm xian... When the guests and prize receipents came down, me and a few more SLs helped to serve the food. Was very fun,haha=)But toade damm busy, duty started from 7 then ended at 1 plus... haha=)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday reached and it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SINGAPORE 41TH BIRTHDAE!!! yEAH!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAE SINGAPORE!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Woke up at around 9 then slack at home. Packed some clothes for todae and tmr, cos i staying in hotel later till tmr. Left the hse at around 12 and ate lunch then checked into the hotel, Raffles The Plaza. My father had special discount so the room was much cheaper... haha=) The room was uber cool with a damm nice scenery. Can see esplande and many sky scrapers. Slacked a little in the hotel room, then went to raffles city alone to shop. Damm xian, all the stuff so exp then nth to do. So went to eat Ben n Jerry ice cream with the $ my dad gave me. the ice cream was not bad. After that, went back to hotel room and we were off to the national stadium!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115521561327077747?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115521561327077747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115521561327077747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521561327077747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115521561327077747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115487721145754217</id><published>2006-08-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:13:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really tierd now... Just finished my Geog journal... Todae really busy... Super tierd, gg to sleep, so gg to post properlytmr... haha=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115487721145754217?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115487721145754217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115487721145754217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115487721145754217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115487721145754217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/really-tierd-now.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115444468361343997</id><published>2006-08-01T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:06:55.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3 MORE DAYS TO POST-COMMON TEST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;( 4TH AUGUST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YOOOFOOOO!!! NO MORE COMMON TEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;4 MORE DAYS TO UIAA CLIMBING&lt;/span&gt; WORLD CUP 2006 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5TH AUGUST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YAAATAAA!!! MORE CLIMBING ACTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 MORE DAYS TO NATIONAL DAY!!!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(9TH AUGUST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOOO!!! 41ST BIRTHADE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;132 DAYS TO MY BIRTHDAE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(10TH DECEMBER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YIIIIPEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! 14TH BIRTHDAE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115444468361343997?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115444468361343997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115444468361343997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115444468361343997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115444468361343997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-more-days-to-post-common-test-4th.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115409708315528148</id><published>2006-07-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:31:23.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae did SFU in the morning to cover sai leong. Then had science, sab ong taught us on colour then say coming out for common test. What "internal reflected ray" and dunno wad lah... CHEEM!!! Then had maths, was really pissed cos i could not understand physics earlier. Test only 27/40... Damm noob, the paper got a lot of "CARELESS' remarks... Hai... But maths became a very annoying lesson... With noise makers like beng heng, the class told him to shut up a lot of times for saying "YEAH!!!" and some others which sounded damm irritating... Me and H.P almost blew out top and whacked him lor... haha=) Mr liao oso damm irritating... His lesson damm noisy lor.. haha=) cant really make it as a teacher, still prefer Mr Teo, both the geography and maths one...&lt;br /&gt;Geography came next. Learnt bout renewablethingy and mr teo talekd bout a show he watched ytd... About the top 10 exotic food in the world... Out of which, 2 came from s'pore... Frog leg prorridge and dunno wad... The 10th was dung beetle... They remove the shit from it by pouring the beetles into a pail of water... Cos the beetle scared drown then will release the toxin into the water to lighten itself so it can float... The first was damm disgusting... Duck egg embryo... 18 days after the duck egg has been laid, ppl looking thru it and see whether the embryo is moving to check whether it is alive... If its alive and moving... They boil the egg and this is how they eat it... Crack a hole at the top of the shell then drink the liquid... after which, crack more of the shell and eat the whole thingy inside...the embryo already has the shape of the duck... damm gross lor... in the list of exotic food oso got scorpion in chocolate, grasshopper and many more...&lt;br /&gt;After recess was LE... Did summary in the 1st period then 2nd period go thru... Music after that was damm slack cos YPP go china...=)&lt;br /&gt;During training, i kenna kicked out of NDP... damm happy cos was forced to go... Then did drills at opposite side of field while the others had rehearals for NDP... The stupid drum so loud then seniors tell me must shout louder than the drum... k lor... I shout using my throat until sorethroat and now no voice... Then did drills with sir raynard and senior issac... They damm purposely tell us do drills that confirm will cock up... Cos part b with part a so coordination became a prob... drills like sizing up damm xiao.. always cock up... Every mistake had to do 20 push ups...Damm xiong... After that, went to Ben Siao area to do drills with the others...&lt;br /&gt;Was the IC, damm fun but keep forgeting alll the commands that i usually know... Dunno why... Then Zheng feng became IC, damm funny his movements... Then kenna screwed by sir raynard and senior issac... Say he run like rabbit hopping... Nvm... Also pumped like xiao at that time... Then sir raynard tell us do sit up on the floor which was damm wet... but nvm...cos the all the clothes were wet with dunno wad... Rain water or sweat... Should be both...&lt;br /&gt;P.T was conducted in half-u... Did warm up then had this circuit training by sir raynard... Run up steps then dunnno do this do that... Leopard crawl at the last station... I crawled until my whole shirt looked more bloody than the others... After completeing 5 rounds, sir raynard told us to rest... then other groups came in and rested too!!! He de-briefed us and we were dismissed... Took a shower after training with s pathetic small towel that could not really absorb water... Ate dinner and went home... But something happened during circuit training... i made tawan teo pissed... Real pissed... Until now, still haven cool down yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115409708315528148?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115409708315528148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115409708315528148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115409708315528148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115409708315528148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/todae-did-sfu-in-morning-to-cover-sai.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115392373164730193</id><published>2006-07-26T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:25:54.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae morning, president of SC told us to come at 6.30 am in the morning for some flyer distribuition thingy which was cancelled in the end... Had to wake up so early... Xian... Anw did announcements todae, prety okay. Then had this chinese reading period that lead to a discussion... quite stupid... Then had IT, quite fun with action script. Higher chi came next followed by recess then L... 1st period of LE we finished the trialpaper. Then 2nd period, we heard the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"THE BRAVE ADVENTURES OF GERALDINE CHEANG"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(not for the faint hearted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It dragged for the whole period so she did not go thru the answers. Ms cheang talked bout her camp to st john island then the night walk which sounded quite scary. Then oso got this old women who got possessed by a small child ghost and stuff like that... Now 7th month, damm spookky!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then had assembly which was damm xian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Next are some photos from *MEOW* HiGh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/suan%20hin%20tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/suan%20hin%20tongue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suan hin's cool tongue in assembly todae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/hua%20peng%20funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/hua%20peng%20funny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;H.P laughing for no apparent reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/Jon%20Cheah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/Jon%20Cheah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;spastic looking jon cheah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/martin%20with%20cool%20specs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/martin%20with%20cool%20specs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;retarded looking martin with uber cool specs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/me%20with%20symetrical%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/me%20with%20symetrical%20face.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my symetrical face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/chen%20jie%20jue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/chen%20jie%20jue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cute teacher teaching bout china history on candid camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/CRESCENT%20FACE.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/CRESCENT%20FACE.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;last but not least. Leong Xuan a.k.a CRESCENT FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the one in the middle with specs and has a face like kennna langar by ture like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115392373164730193?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115392373164730193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115392373164730193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115392373164730193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115392373164730193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/todae-morning-president-of-sc-told-us.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115383696984131719</id><published>2006-07-25T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:16:09.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi...Blogging again, cos study until very xian... Tmr still muct wake up damm early to give out flyers. 6.30 must reach school liao... Yesterday, i got my prize for mysuggestion to SFU... It was a $5 voucher from POPULAR... i tot it was coffee bean, but nvm... Common test coming liao lor next week, so xian... i wanna go investiture this fridae...&lt;br /&gt;These few daes, everyone is like damm busy with the stupid Physics prject on periscope... Only 10% but still must do... Then went with Robin to taka just now to buy materials, found out that the mirrors all sold out liao... Then the uncle say stock coming in at mid-August... He oso said that these few daes, a lot of sch students come to buy the mirrors... Must be our sch one lah... No mirror, how?! Before tution just now went to take my new****...&lt;br /&gt;Dunno y cannot load photos... Very tierd liao...*yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115383696984131719?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115383696984131719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115383696984131719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115383696984131719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115383696984131719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/hihi.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115366226431687063</id><published>2006-07-23T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:55:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;woohoooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;yooofoooooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipeee!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;woah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The day has finally arrived. I opened the letter box in the afternoon and found an envelope from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my condo management. Very often they sent letters, so i did not find anything wierd about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; one too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, i opened it. To my uptmost surprise, it was a letter regarding a survey on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; en-bloack sale for my condo... Damm happy, cos wanna move hse... Have been staying here for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 9 years... My dad has also been waiting for this day to arrive... We suspected got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en-block coming soon cos every week confirm got some housing agency wanna buy houses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got possibility to move hse liao... Cos our hse is just in front of the currently buiding circle line,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lorong chuan station... So market value will increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter was like saying our condo very old, got around 80 years or less left. Then market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;value, capital and rental value also dropping. Blah, blah... Then say got several condos around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here very nice with good facilities.. then ours like lots of stuff keep spoiling... Either we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en-block or must renovate the whole condo... Must renovate lots of stuff, like repainting &amp;amp; the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming pool e.t.c...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then total cost of the whole renovation over 2 million... The dunno wad fund of our condo that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we give every month not enough to cover the total cost of the renovation. So if wanna renovate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must pay more... Would u rather pay to renovate or sell then earn? The answer is quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obvious!!! Hope to live in a landed property then renovate it a few years later... So i can ave a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog and my mum can plant her fruit trees...haha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115366226431687063?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115366226431687063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115366226431687063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115366226431687063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115366226431687063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/woohoooo-yooofoooooo-yipeee-woah-day_23.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115363784876328158</id><published>2006-07-23T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:57:28.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wonder if this socalled myth, rumour or legend is true... It is like those people who scored quite okay in PSLE like 250 and above, when they come to secondary school, some of them the grades like plunge downwards. Then on the other hand, those people scoring not so good at 249 and below, when they come into secondary school,  some of them the grades soar sky-high... Is it true? Why do people who scored not so well for PSLE do better in secondary school than those who scored higher? Since they are so clever to beat those who scored better than them in PSLE, why didnt they do well in PSLE? Prety wierd...&lt;br /&gt;An example in my class:&lt;br /&gt;1st in class is DS who scored 24+ in PSLE&lt;br /&gt;2nd in class is JL who scored 26+ in PSLE&lt;br /&gt;Why isit that the score gap between them is so big and yet DS can get 1st?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno the answer to this wierd question...        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115363784876328158?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115363784876328158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115363784876328158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115363784876328158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115363784876328158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wonder-if-this-socalled-myth-rumour.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115357801571937120</id><published>2006-07-22T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T22:20:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fridae morning, wanted to do SFU but yc say he wanna pon assembly cos his hair too long, then dont wanna get caught... Felt quite  sleepy cos i mugged for the 2 test later in the dae and had to do a proposal for SC... Helped Mr tan carry some drinks to SL room then when i got back to class with yc, mr ong was having this pre-test lesson... Missed quite a bit but nvm... Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;Had the test in the 1st period, erm... Should have died... Cos extremely tricky... People say if u pass a test set by Mr Ong, others can congratulate you liao... It is said that his test is damm difficult which was preety much true...&lt;br /&gt;Then had maths... Something damm crazy happened... We were doing quadratic graph a.k.a curved graph... Then wx, jon cheah, me, beng heng and a few others were making a lot of noise... Especially beng heng, his voice damm noisy... It was quite funny at first but after a while, he bacme very irritating... Hua Peng also my partner told me to shut up a couple of times but to no avail... then 1 time, he could not take it, he went to beng heng seat, then slap him!!! Yes Slap!!! Using the back of the hand... Bang heng and a few others including me were like damm shocked.... His face got the slap mark lor.... Super obvious and damm red... Super black afce too... Then the class became quiet and we continued doin our graph...&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, this thingy hit me out of nowhere... I turned and looked, it was a flexible curve...Wah damm pain!!! Hit my face and the ear lor... then i looked around for some suspicious person who have thrown this curve... Then joel came and asked for the flexible curve... Hua peng then said it was beng heng who threw it... I went to beng heng there and asked him... He apologised and said it was meant for Hua peng and not for me... Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;Had training... Super boring cos part b every dae do the same drillls over and over agin to improve them... Nvr learn anything new lor... Then went for run at bishan park with sir tan...My illness like activated then started coughing, almost vomitted... So ran behind with sgt eugene... haha:) After go back to school, we did push ups and carry logs and chin ups... We fall in in front of the flag pole cos sir tan bought rambutans for us... it was the first time anyone bought food for us during training... Haha:) couldnt open my rambutan cos my hand was trembling...&lt;br /&gt;After training, went to dinner at swensons... With my parents... You think i so rich to eat alone ah?&lt;br /&gt;Went toilet and met eugene ker, lennart and a few others... Handed up my proposal on Teachers' Day... Leannart said it was quite good... But i think it sucks cos i only spent 15 mins doing it... I then found oput that Lennart was a licened and certified crew manager or smth like that... He works for Fly Entertainment... those kind of back stage crew... That means he can go Esplanade to run any show... Damm good lor... only guy in our sch who has that license...&lt;br /&gt;Todae, woke up and went climbing... No belayers so joined a group of students from Republic Poly and Chrust Chucrch... kind ppl... First time i speed climb todae... Damm fun... but hit and scratched against the wall a couple of times, so had a few scratches her and there... haha:)&lt;br /&gt;came home then slack and slept... Went out for dinner with my family together with my bro gf at lemongrass... food not that nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18 days to NATIONAL DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I GOT 6 TIX TO IT!!! HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115357801571937120?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115357801571937120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115357801571937120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115357801571937120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115357801571937120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/fridae-morning-wanted-to-do-sfu-but-yc.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115322995006371853</id><published>2006-07-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:39:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like i post once or twice every six days... Anw, last friday. After sch, had ncc training... Every partB cadet like gg to die liao... Dunno y... All no mood to do drills! Must be the bloody hot weather. Whole body like damm lethargic... Maybe because of the 2 rounds we ran in full number 4... During PT, sir Raynard took over... His PT is xiao... really XIAO!!! he told us run 1 round, then after completing 3/4 off it, i startedcoughing like mad... Then al most vomitted... But endured for like 5 mins... Then cannot tahan, staretd coughing like an idiot again, so fall out...Then after PT, we and sgt talked cock... Blah, blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;After which, wx and i went to bishan market and makan... haha=)... Saw mrs chailan and miss fernandez eating there...  Went back to sch to attend  the concert i have been waiting for, CHMA!!! Sat inside the hall with pop they all... And  saw some other ppl that i noe... Lots of  ppl from different sexes...  Haha... wx and i talked lots of cock, then the moment arrives, all went black... A few frends and i shouted," Blackout!!! Everyone dont panic!!!" then the 2 emcees came out... OMG... the mervin or wad name emcee had shoulder length hair and his voice like damm erm*gay*... nvm... The 2 emcees lack smth... The sense of humour... They didnt look too confident on stage...&lt;br /&gt;Their joke quite cold lor... After several performances, Mark Tan came out... He replaced their other 2 as emcee for a while... He like russell peters... Can just talk cock for 20-30 mins... Damm zai lor... And he definetly had the sense of humour... Those previous 2 emcees shld learn from him... Anw, he had been the emcee for CHMA for the past 2 years...Liked him... Haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the concert wa pretty well done... Especially the technical parts like the lightings... The stage design was damm cool... The logo of CHMA like glowing lor... So cool...The performance was not very good... But the 2 CO ppl were superb... and the band that performed smoke on the water,P.I.J!!! The vocalists were preety good too!!! Got this guy sand My Immortal by Evanasance... Gal song leh... Must have power vocals for that.. HE brought it off well and won that category...&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! I think o am cursed bout IP... Everyone received the letter fron VJC and NJC liao lor... Except me!!! WHY?!!! i must be too stupid... Idiot, retared me!!! bodoh head and piggy me!! Now need to chiong proposal for SC... Tata!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115322995006371853?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115322995006371853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115322995006371853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115322995006371853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115322995006371853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-seems-like-i-post-once-or-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115271521480786045</id><published>2006-07-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:40:14.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After seeing wen xuan's blog on leaders, i thought to myself. Who has been through even more insult and humiliation than samuel? This name came in, Kenneth Chan... I think u guys would be like Huh? Him?! I do not refer to him as a leader because i honestly think he cannot lead... But for humiliation, i believe he have been thru more than anyone of us... He lives in woodlands and come all the way to bishan every morning for sch... He can go to a school nearer to his hse where students may not insult him but he still comes to *MEOW* high...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine comin to a new sch after graduating from ur primary sch and in ur first sec 1 class, u are being scolded or suan by students everydae...&lt;br /&gt;I do admit that his actions are greatly irritating but if u were him, would u be able to handle all these stress?&lt;br /&gt;In my former class, 1-1, Kenneth Chan volunteered himself as the class chairman of the class... For that, everyone did not like him... Because he suck... The whole class criticised him and some are always trying to sabo him...But he did not flare up at all... This year, he was sacked from CMC... cos of the complaints that come from teachers and students... i think he was quite sad...&lt;br /&gt;Now in 2-9, he being a commoner is still being disliked by many...Being called as the duck and having a minor tongue prob, everyone is like say words are end them with "th" cos kenneth like to stick out his tongue when he talk like a duck... maybe his tongue too long... Even so, he still did not flare up and argue with any teachers scolding him or students critisicing him...In projects, he is always left out... And when we make fun of him, he still thinks its funny... Being in NCC also, he is often scolded by ICs... Pretty sad lah him...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like Samuel, he is also crying at home every day... Despite being happy every day, Kenneth has shown a great deal of courage to control his emotions and to handle what everyone says about him... On the outside, he may seem happy, but on the inside, i think he is very sad...&lt;br /&gt;I know it is fun to make fun of ppl, but if it is you being made fun of, would u like it? I think we should all stop making fun of not only Kenneth but also other ppl.. It may be difficult but it will be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115271521480786045?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115271521480786045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115271521480786045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115271521480786045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115271521480786045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-seeing-wen-xuans-blog-on-leaders.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115271385811074825</id><published>2006-07-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:17:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Start off this post with monday. I had normal lessons until 12 pm where i had to go off for investiture to CRESCENT GALS!!! I was pretty excited because it was my first investiture. Brought my blazer, shirt, pants and tie. The shoes i was gg to wear was supposedly brought by john... But when i left my class at 12 to find him for the shoes, he was like"Oh shit!" then i thought, maybe he joking onli... then he told me that he really forgotten... My mind was like"!@#$%^@$^%#@$#$$%^@$!&amp;^#$$%@@%^%$@%@%$#$(%^*)_&amp;amp;%^##!!!" Screw him man, y the hell did he forget to bring the shoes?! i cant go to investiture in white shoes and a blazer!!! i ran back to class and ask my chi teacher if she noe where or who got black shoes to spare? she told my classmate to go down to the Chinese Orchestra room to find, while i went to the SL room to look for a pair... After a while, my classmate told me dont ave and SL room doesnt seem to have even 1 pair... Out of desperate means, i ran up to the staff room and ask some teachers that i noe whether they have any pair to spare... Unfortuanately, none gave me a reply i wanted...&lt;br /&gt;The time was 12.15... Had to reached crescent gals by 12.45... then i told philip who was gg with me not to worry cos usually investiture would start later than the pre-stated time cos got receptiom... then andrew came and gave us his hse keys so we could go his hse take his black shoes... After hearing this, i ran down to the toilet, took a bath cos i was very sweaty then changed and philip and i took a taxi down to andrew hse at near AMK... Dunno y, todae very bad luck... No black shoes, then philip lost his specs over the weekend... his degreee pretty high so he was like a blind guy walking... Reaching andrew hse, philip took the key and tried to open the padlock but couldnt(maybe cos he a bit blind), then i took the key and try and open the key... At first cannnot, then i wanted to climb over the gate cos we were in a rush liao... then the neighbour dog keep barking at us like we were some robbers.... the dog look like somekind of monster or beast with fur lor... very ugly...&lt;br /&gt;After a while...&lt;br /&gt;Alohamora, the door lock sprung open adn we rushed in to seach for the shoes... found it and left my white shoes there...opps... haha... told taxi uncle go to crescent gals next... then he said dunno where... luckily i noe its near redhill MRT... the time was 12.45... dammm... it was a race against time... ahhhh... tested the shoes in the taxi, it was quite big for my leg, but who cares, would u rather wear white shoes or this?&lt;br /&gt;Reached redhill MRT, taxi fare: 13.90...stupid taxi company myst raise price.... so exp... then we chiong out, tried to look for directions at MRT but to no avail... ahhh... time:13.00... damm... desperartely, we took another cab and headed down to crescent gals... it was friggin near lor... taxi fare: 2.90... dont care... paid the fare and chiong out... went to the General OFFICE and ask for directions... the lady gave us crappy directions... so we anyhow walk... It was like so near yet so far... We were in the sch but dunno where to go... As it was a all galsch, it was damm odd for 2 bois walking in blazers at the sch lor... haha.. then we asked this teacher walking past... luckily she noe where... then we went to the hall... time:13.15... we were late for half an hr... then we saw 2 crescent gal SLs... put our bags and procceded to the hall after taking the souvienor... On our way there, i asked wad time the investiture staretd, they said it staretd at 12.45 on the dot... philip and i were like shocked... cos we tot it would strat at 1 or smth... nvm... went into the hall... Everyone looked at us cos we were like damm kate... then blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;Found out that the souveinor which was water-based with glittery stuff inside was leaking... ahhh... dont care... then philip kepp asking me wad was gg on, cos we couldnt see...haha:) after the preformance item, we were lead out of the hall to makan... yea... i was damm hungry cos i dint eat my lunch... then philip said must interact, at least 1 numebr from crescent gals... Orders from colin tang, head of SLB... then we makan, but no one came to approach us... Several other sch the SLs already talking to us crescent gals ppl liao... then got this gal came ask ed us a few question, then zhao... Cos there was nothing else, we wanted to leave liao... Got this 2 SLs from crescent asked whether we wanted to leave, then we said okay...Took our bags and they walked us to the porch... The SL who was with me was called bernette(unique name), softballer... super tanned... we chatted until we reached the porch... The SL with philip was called Jermaine or Germaine... dunno lah... Choir... BEing the same  CCA, they chatted quite alot...haha.. at the porch, it was crowded with crescent gals ppl... When we wanted to leave, philip was still talking while i was like stoning...haha... then philip asked for J/Germaine number...i spring into action and asked bernette her number... haha... Her numebr was 9*******... haha:) cannot say... This ended with a handshake started from me... haha... then we left...&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the investiture of Crescent Gals was pretty simple like ours... Short and Sweet, but if can have more activities like games, it would make the investiture much more interesting... Imagine, u from bishan go all the way to tanglin in taxi... Total journey time: 1/2 hr... then time at the place: 3/4 hr... very short... but since it was my !st investiture, i found it pretty enjoyable... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sch, found the pool room in extreme mess, so cleaned it up myself... after a while, andrew, philip and perry with 1 arm currently not in used, came to help... Then went back home in the super hot long sleeve shirt and pants,my white shoes in andrew hse...Dont expect me to wear a pair of black leather shoes in sch uni... haha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115271385811074825?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115271385811074825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115271385811074825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115271385811074825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115271385811074825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/start-off-this-post-with-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115219361812078669</id><published>2006-07-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:49:47.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;" &gt;My first quiz of the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts of myself&lt;br /&gt;1)idiotic&lt;br /&gt;2)stupid&lt;br /&gt;3)lame&lt;br /&gt;4)"guai lan"?&lt;br /&gt;5)crazy&lt;br /&gt;6)humorous&lt;br /&gt;7)retarted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like saying anything cos later ppl use it against me&lt;br /&gt;1)creepy crawlies&lt;br /&gt;2)horror movies&lt;br /&gt;3)ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;4)mum letting down her hair&lt;br /&gt;5)unable to concentrate or think properly during a test&lt;br /&gt;6)baby getting injured and crying loudly&lt;br /&gt;7)serious injuries of other ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random music at the moment&lt;br /&gt;1)all the small things&lt;br /&gt;2)american idiot&lt;br /&gt;3)whatersname&lt;br /&gt;4)only one&lt;br /&gt;5)zi wo cui mian&lt;br /&gt;6)yi lu xiang bei&lt;br /&gt;7)Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like most(or people)&lt;br /&gt;1)climbing&lt;br /&gt;2)le pakour&lt;br /&gt;3)bouldering&lt;br /&gt;4)lemons&lt;br /&gt;5)adidas&lt;br /&gt;6)movie: B-13&lt;br /&gt;7)drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i say most&lt;br /&gt;1)basket&lt;br /&gt;2)f**&lt;br /&gt;3)yooofooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;4)herhurherhur&lt;br /&gt;5)shut up&lt;br /&gt;6)guai lan&lt;br /&gt;7)wadever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this&lt;br /&gt;1)wongy&lt;br /&gt;2)hanle&lt;br /&gt;3)van&lt;br /&gt;4)xx&lt;br /&gt;5)daren&lt;br /&gt;6)ervin&lt;br /&gt;7)anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herherher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115219361812078669?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115219361812078669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115219361812078669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115219361812078669'/><link 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myself cos i did not play soccer then all the SGT dont let us see, tell us fall in... other ppl tell me that perry's hand was like twisted or turned in another direction... dont wanna talk bout it... todae very xian leh... nth much to do... herhurher...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115219258980103035?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115219258980103035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115219258980103035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115219258980103035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115219258980103035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115211230441227669</id><published>2006-07-05T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:14:59.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the hols, i ah my annualy NCC camp of 4 days 3 nights... got pumped and screwed like no body business... dont wanna talk about it... but there was a part where i enjoy alot... I was buried head deep in the sand pit near the high jump there... The sand was very cooling lor... damm shuang... then they not only cover me with sand, they put the running track on mecos got somt parts of the track got taken off... then very heavy, but they stepped and jumped on me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO MUCH EFFECT&lt;/span&gt;... the sand protected me like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GARRA&lt;/span&gt; from NARUTO... then the seniors call me come out by myself, with some effort, i pushed my way out and stood up like some dead guy who got revived... or like some kind of ancient mummy... super sandy... brushed off the sand and was given permission to take shower... WOAH!!! shower, yea!!! u noe even got sand in my elbow, armpit knees and "below"(*AHEM*)... KK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/me%20in%20sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/me%20in%20sand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me buried neck-deep with a spastic face...herhurherhur...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/me%20in%20sand%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/me%20in%20sand%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me enjoying the coolness of the sand... ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the phots alastair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115211230441227669?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115211230441227669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115211230441227669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115211230441227669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115211230441227669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/during-hols-i-ah-my-annualy-ncc-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115211180516089405</id><published>2006-07-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:03:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, when i went to toilet, i saw daniel from 2-1... He told me he had some sweets with him then offered me... Hearing sweets, i agreed... He gave me the sweets and the wrapper was white in colour with this 3 words in front "I LOVE SINGAPORE"... I opened the wrapper and saw the purple coloured sweet that looks very appetizing like a sour sweet... I straight away pop the "sour" sweet into my mouth... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! i shouted,"Bloody hell!" then straight away spit the sweet into the dustbin...&lt;br /&gt;It was a chilli sweet... as in a sweet which has the taste of chili, damm spicy... Damm it... the after effects sucked... damm spicy... i heard jia kiat ate the whole sweet and cried when walking from 2-1 to the toilet near 2-9... haha.. friggin spicy... be careful of new sweets!!! herhurherhur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got drama in LE period... Damm funny... Jerold dressed as a lady, those kind that look like grandmother...haha...he wore a shirt and those kind of sweater with a wig and some other stuff that make him really look like the motherly figure...then his voice oso damm alike... miss cheang say his acting very good... then for my team, me and wen xuan forgot lots of verses then we anyhow say... but no one spotted much difff... heng ah... then miss cheang was saying me and wx have good chemistry act evry well like father and son...haha.. she oso said jimmy act very like bad boi and stuff like that...For yap chien group, smth damm funny about the barbie doll happened just b4 the show was bout to start... then kong ying the group, ky broke a bottle of vinegar then it the floor that kenna the vinegar like very whitish...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap chien with this barbie doll has a prop... watch out for the head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/barbie%20with%20head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/barbie%20with%20head.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u see it on the neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/barbie%20without%20head.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/barbie%20without%20head.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u dont... herhurherhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/benjamin%20with%20wig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/benjamin%20with%20wig.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin with his punk hair in his beng character! Nice hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/kenneth.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/kenneth.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth with his spastic face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115211180516089405?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115211180516089405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115211180516089405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115211180516089405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115211180516089405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/yesterday-when-i-went-to-toilet-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115193772644831183</id><published>2006-07-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:42:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno if u guys have hear this b4... but i will say this.. kk... there was this guy who went for a trial to a univeristy... the test question was:&lt;br /&gt; WHAT IS COURAGE? PLEASE WRITe AN ESSAY OF A THOUSAND WORDS TO EXPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u were the person, what will u write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what he wrote:he wrote 3 words...&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS COURAGE.just&lt;br /&gt;in the end, he was accepted in the univeristy... i dunno if this really works, but dont try it unless u dare... herhueherhur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115193772644831183?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115193772644831183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115193772644831183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115193772644831183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115193772644831183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dunno-if-u-guys-have-hear-this-b4.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115184755403799121</id><published>2006-07-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:39:14.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6 plus todae to fetch my bro's gf... we are gg to SAFTI to visit my bro at OCS... very xiong!!! Then we went prata hse eat..onli got us 1 family... then i ordered a hotdog prata and a chocolate prata for the first time in my life... cos i usually go jalan kayu eat prata kosong(plain)... the hotdog prata was quite nice... egg and cheese in a prata like 20cm by 12 cm... quite big and very crispy... then came my chocolate prata... shaped like a hse, its even bigger than my former prata... got chocolate sauce poured on it and chocolate rice sprinkled on it... looks uber delicious and tasty... i sunk my teeth into the prata at the side of it cos i dint one to break the structure... damm nice!!! then my mum just crumpled the whole structure aft seeing me eat so wierdly... the prata was even more cripsy and thin... aft like 20 mouths of choco prata, i got sick of the taste but still cont. eating... until i could not take it... then i left like 1/4 of it... super ni4... wanna vomit...haha=p&lt;br /&gt;then headed to SAFTI... super big place... like chalet with discipline... haha.. met my bro and we talk and talk and talk...  then we had a tour ard the place by him...&lt;br /&gt;damm xian... i slept everytime i sat down... we walked to this super tall tower then got lots of ppl queuing up to go up... my bro said  it got nice view up there so we queued up...  after queing like half and hr, it was our turn... my parents, bro and his gf took the lift... but i took the stairs... i blasted up damm fast for the first 6 storeys... damm.. aft reaching the 6th storey, my speed decrease like mad... cos i got loads of plegm(however u spell it), then cannot breathe preperly.. then i walked up slowly to the top... quite fast actually... the place where we could see the scenery was said to be 10 storeys but we all dont think so... i stay in the 15th storey but i dont see ppl so small from my hse...  and i just climbed the steps to my hse recently with my sch bag... didnt fell so exhausted like todae... but the scenery up there was breathtaking... u can see everywhere... bukit timah hill, NTU many more... and lots of trees... the wind was damm strong lor...&lt;br /&gt;i heard from this OCS cadet talking to his dad bout the tower when i was queuing... it is said the tower has 256 steps and every step represent the journey in OCS... the whole journey was tiring but aft reaching the top, u will fell the sense of achievement... true to the words... but was too lazy to count the steps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115184755403799121?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115184755403799121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115184755403799121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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comp.. didnt do well... like shit... wasted cos i slipped offf. ended up getting 6th of 8 finalists... xian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/springfield%20comp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/springfield%20comp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic of me clearing the overhang in springfield finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115176506929735605?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115176506929735605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115176506929735605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115176506929735605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115176506929735605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahap-just-read-my-teacher-ms-chows.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115176469789609762</id><published>2006-07-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:38:17.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today woke up then went with van and xx to j8 macs to eat breakafst=p...Then we took 156 to NJC cos all 3 of us gg to take the test... We didnt noe where to alight then ended up stopping around 1 or 2 stops away from where we alight... then we realise we had to walk like damm longto the side gate... then walk walk walk... When we reached the side gate, we found out that it was locked... BLASTED SCHOOL!!! then we cont. walking in front to the main gate, pasiing a few other side gates... WHY GOT SO MANY GATES NVR OPEN??!!! THEN DONT BUILD THEM LAH!!! but we still cont walking then reach the slope... walk walk walk... so xian around 1 km lor...haha. Speed:4km/h... damm slow... then reach sch... hear briefing, register then take test... so difficult lor... both eng and maths... dont wanna talk bout it...&lt;br /&gt;After which, we had a lunch break of 1hr half... damm long... Went over to NYGH funfair... Damm crowded, met my bro... Bought some food then met my frend... Then saw another frend who was taking the test from st nicks... haha my bro frend sis... then left like 20 mins b4 exam start... but we had like 5 dollars of coupons left... dunoo wad to buy, then we spent on longan... 1 cup of 5-6 longans for 1 dollar... she treated me so i got 2 cups she got 2 cups, her frend got 1 cup... then left like 10 mins... me, her and some of her fredns chiong out of NYGH to NJC... stupid side gates not open then had to go all to main gate... Damm xian... Ran like mad... Halfway i climbed to the top of 1 sidegate while they were waiting for a taxi... they said want to take taxi ... xiao lor... in the end, i oso nvr climb... haha.. then we run up the slope like mad and into the sch... then fly into the hall... we were thinking of excuses, like jamm, lost in sch and stuff... we were all sweating like mad and exhausted and hot... went into the hall  took our pencil cases then sat down and few secs later, maths paper staretd... starting quite easy then gradually bacome diff like xiao... last question got sin, cos and tan... i see, so xian must think and do working...then i dint do... cos no calculator allowed...&lt;br /&gt;Anw just ahd pizza at home... delivery from pizza hut... my bro paiddd... had 6 slices... still quite hungry... but pretty tierd... mentally and physically(from the running)... tmr must wake up early... gg to see my bro at OCS(Officer Cadet School) in SAFTI... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Oh... toade my sch oso got funfair... my class selling nasi lemak... i tot we dolike shit... butlots of ppl tell me my class was said to be the best... everything sold out at 12+... so happy=p...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115176469789609762?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115176469789609762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115176469789609762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115176469789609762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115176469789609762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-woke-up-then-went-with-van-and.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115167674601242428</id><published>2006-06-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:12:26.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to tell u guys that i will be taking my NJC IP test tmr... Wish me good luck... this is my last chance to get into IP and get out from *MEOW* high... haha... i think i flunk the VJC IP test by not writing working and present my working clearly... haha... so remember to write and present clearly in all maths tests... haha... anw wish mje good luck... bb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115167674601242428?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115167674601242428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115167674601242428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115167674601242428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115167674601242428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-forgot-to-tell-u-guys-that-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115167636388966336</id><published>2006-06-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:06:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae our whole sch went for some learning journey trip. Diff places for diff secs... but sec 2s went for the battlefield tour where we visited places of war memorial... Some parts quite boring but others are pretty interesting... We went to this place, forgot wad it was called... but it means opium in malay... it was said that the malay regiment stayed there during the Second World War!!!&lt;br /&gt;then to labrador park... got some tunnels... pretty fun...haha=p then we went to kranji war cemetry where soldiers who fought for the war and family members who died during WW2 were remembered there... there are like 24 thousand names on the walls at the cemetry and 4 thousand plus ppl buried there... those soldiers whose bodies could not be found had their names carved on the walls... Can u imagine? 24 thousand ppl... Quite sad... After which, we had a ceremony to pay respect for the people who fought in WW2... then everyone at attention and it was all silent..a solemm and sad ceremony to remember and give the greatest honour to those who fought... then got 2 ppl, 1 blow the trumpet: Last Post, a song said to be played for those who died at the war... and another person blow the bagpipe:Amazing Grace, just a small part of it...aft that we went back to sch...&lt;br /&gt;then mr t talk some homecoming stuff but i need to rush off to MSHS to help out my teacher in his climbing club... MSHS primary was my primary sch... so i noe the boys and teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/kranji%20war%20memorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/kranji%20war%20memorial.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic at kranji war memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/kranji%20war%20memorial%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/kranji%20war%20memorial%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pic at kranji war cemetry...&lt;br /&gt;look at the number of tombstones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/1600/labrador%20park%20tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/3259/320/labrador%20park%20tunnel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labrador park tunnel...(do u noetice a human figure in it?)&lt;br /&gt;herherher... spokky...&lt;br /&gt;yooofoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft gg thru this trip, i found out that without these men, soliders and ppl fighting for our country last time against the Japanese, i dunno whether s'pore will be like now s'pore is...&lt;br /&gt;Let's all remember about the people fighting i will end with this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DIED FOR ALL FREE MEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115167636388966336?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115167636388966336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115167636388966336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115167636388966336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115167636388966336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/06/todae-our-whole-sch-went-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115159261696626251</id><published>2006-06-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:50:16.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today was NCC day. I was supposed to go to sch in my no. 4 army uni, but turn out i did not do so. Cos i got MC, slight fever and a stupid cough... yoofooooooo... todae oso nothing much happen... mr chen period, he talk cock bout himself, say he very handsome and stuff... bonkers lah him...yofoooo!!! i am crazy too like jon cheah and wen xuan and many others...herherher... but dunno y of all lessons todae, PE was the wierdiest... It was after recess at last period... i tot PE cannot after recess, students need to digest their food... herherher... jkjk!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then aft sch go eat with qihang and joseph... met up with some cat high sports class one then eat at food court... then went to take MRT meet my bro at raffles place... while waiting for him, i was so tierd that i slept while sitting... 2 elbows on my knee supporting my head... haha...then my head was like drop then rise then drop then rise... then someone tab me, i woke uo then saw my bro...haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We go raffles place take tix for NDP at this place called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FAR EAST SQUARE&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... doubt u noe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;where... We checked the street directory then we knew it was somewhere in Shenton Way!!! All the tall tall buildings... herherher... When we came put of the station, we dunno where to go, then my bro say follow instincts... Then we walk her walk there, anyhow walk... we walked 1 big round in the end, back to square 1...haha... then i told my bro we were like a little lost... then he said no lah, just walk lah can find one lah,,, just kao4 zi4 ji3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We were like out of place lor... A boy in sch uni and a teenager in t-shirt,berms and a crumpler bag... haha... We walk like 45 mins later then stop cos i want to buy drink... then my bro treated me a cup of ice blended chocolate regular size... damm nice... then the counter person know my name cos of my name tag... diaos... then my bro and i walk again... i tell my bro turn one side to this chi temple or dunno wad cos the map around Far East Square got lots of chinese buildings and temples... then we walk walk walk down the street... my bro turned his head then looked at me give me the wad the hell kind of look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then i turned to where he was facing... shit lah... got these 3 stupid big big words... FAR EAST SQUARE!!! cos we tot that FES was a tall tall building then didnt expect it to be like some dunno wad market place with pubs and stuff...we found the place but could not find the spot where they were giving out the tix... then i turn my head and found it...herherher... we registered took out tix and went home, just realizing that FES was like 200 m away from the MRT station....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115159261696626251?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115159261696626251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115159261696626251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115159261696626251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115159261696626251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-ncc-day.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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-30434728.post-115159146396703114</id><published>2006-06-29T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:31:03.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;KK. so i have got a new blogskin within hours!=p nice right?!!! made some changes and now getting used to changing the template and stuff... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But i got NO TAGBOARD!!! AHHHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cos i got no time... so tmr then do lor... haha!!! damm tierd... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just now i even slept while sitting at the mrt station waiting for my bro... Super tierd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30434728-115159146396703114?l=monkeyclement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/feeds/115159146396703114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30434728&amp;postID=115159146396703114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115159146396703114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30434728/posts/default/115159146396703114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyclement.blogspot.com/2006/06/kk.html' title=''/><author><name>the lemon has just been squashed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03747859004048731130</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>
