<?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-37049707</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:30:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-913181848166833410</id><published>2007-11-12T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:09:49.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despise</title><content type='html'>There is a type of person, that I totally despise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/She...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;is extremely good at boot-licking. He/She likes to suck up to lecturers and tries his/her best to get into their good books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;yearns lecturers to communicate with them as much as possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;studies weeks or months before tests/exams and the result they got isn't anywhere near the top&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;talks sacastically to his/her partner/colleague/friends but turn to them when in need&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;is too competitive, good friends aren't spared either&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;is rich and spoilt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;likes to show off stuffs that her boyfriend/his girlfriend did&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;peep at people's stuffs when the owner is not around and places in back to it's original place before the owner comes back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come on, which is more important? The friendship or your results. So what if you have all the PHDs in the world but you have no real friends. It just goes on to show how lousy your character is. No matter how clever you are, how good your results is, one's character is the facet that determines how successful you will be in life. Stop wearing a mask to hide your hideous mien. Your character is something that you can't hide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-913181848166833410?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/913181848166833410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=913181848166833410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/913181848166833410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/913181848166833410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/11/depise.html' title='Despise'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-2903434989396227886</id><published>2007-10-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:54:40.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deserts?</title><content type='html'>Every morning, I saw this on the bus I took to my attachment's place... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124153359096867698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RxymVMeX63I/AAAAAAAAACM/dNe28f5ZVus/s320/no+litting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh.. No eating and litting? Does it mean no lighting of cigarette or littering? Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up is lunch.. Let's see what's for lunch today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124154188025555858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RxynFceX65I/AAAAAAAAACc/GWZjwv8WCQk/s320/prawan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh, prawan noodle soup. Sounds nice. Must try man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, if you suddenly have the craving to try some hot, grainy, huge serving, value for money.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124156674811620258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RxypWMeX66I/AAAAAAAAACk/nln5gYpVsjo/s320/desert+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOHOOOO, DESERTS for supper! Let's take a closer look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124157568164817842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RxyqKMeX67I/AAAAAAAAACs/QWH_apbILeQ/s320/desert+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh? Wonder if Sahara, Arabian or Negev desert is on the other page of the menu =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-2903434989396227886?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2903434989396227886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=2903434989396227886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2903434989396227886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2903434989396227886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/10/deserts.html' title='deserts?'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RxymVMeX63I/AAAAAAAAACM/dNe28f5ZVus/s72-c/no+litting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-8611518045745200469</id><published>2007-10-12T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:30:54.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New uses</title><content type='html'>These few weeks hasn't been the best for me, it was ranked among the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my cute little cousin a week ago. My family used to babysit her for a few years. I still remember she used to wait for me to return home from my morning swimming lessons, always there at the gate greeting and screaming happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borned with kidney problems, medicine to her is like sweet to children. The amount of pills she took at one time is more than what you, you and you took when you had cold, fever, sore throat and cough. Like all children, she goes to school and is one of the top students of her class. However, for 12 gruelling years, she battled with the illness. Until a week ago, she left. She did not lose the battle. She displayed the traits of a valiant warrior. She kept on fighting despite knowing that the battle will never be won. Whatever it is, whenever it is, wherever she is, she'll forever be my beloved cousin =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got pretty bad for me at attachment too. Some guy in the same lab as me, seemed to have a penchant in bullying me. Since attachment till now, he likes to go rough with me, squeezing my shoulder blades so hard like squeezing every bit of your facial cleanser that is left in the tube, giving a hard chop on my neck like some karate master trying to chop some 10 thousand bricks and grabbing my arm like grabbing some limited edition metal boobs. And his words seem to bring some sting in it. He once said "NTU students earn a bit more than you all (poly students) on attachment but need to do so much work. Whereas you all can slack around everyday." DAMN IT LAH, if I'm slacking around then would I be in lab to listen to your bullshit sarcasm? Look who's slacking? Someone who can find time to bully others or someone who's doing his work in one corner? Today, he said something which made me really feel like beating him up for good. As my supervisor is away on a conference and is back today, he said "your sup is back liao, cannot slack liao" I WAS LIKE !!$#!#$%!#%$! I gave him a cold hard stare, so cold that it would freeze a cup of hot coffee and asked what did he just said. AND HE SAID NOTHING. Fancy someone who went NS before and is still so scrawny. I bet he's some cook or clerk (no punt intended) since he told me he's able to go home everyday. Talking about him makes my blood boil. And he's one cunning fellow. He would go rough when there's hardly anyone in the lab and talk about the slacking shit loudly during the peak hour in the lab. If not for the sake of my school's reputation, I wouldn't care less to put up with his nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, attachment is pretty boring. I felt like I'm working alone in the lab though my lab boasts the reputation as one of the most populated lab in the facility.In addition, the only time I talk, is to discuss things with my supervisor. Other than that, I would be staring at my best companion, the microwave (will show the picture soon) and the computer. I felt very much like I'm being isolated on an island (besides being on jurong island) and the only guy that talk to me, sadly, isn't any good chap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-8611518045745200469?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8611518045745200469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=8611518045745200469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8611518045745200469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8611518045745200469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-uses.html' title='New uses'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-7610410263635362111</id><published>2007-09-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:10:00.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>wow.. It has been such a looooooooooooooong time since I last blogged. Since my slender asked me to blog again, I'll make my comeback with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Comeback complete =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was entertaining myself there, too bored you see. My slender asked me to blog about the times when we went out while she save her entries for her friends. SOOOOOOOOOOo.&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMMMM. I think I shall blog about my slender lao po's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty redundant of this entry I think, most of you must have read through her blog. I'm not rich, not anymore after I bought her presents =P So don't rob me. In any case that you're thinking that I'm naive of spending so much, then please leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to see my slender using that pathetic non-cam, non-colour phone. Soooo, I decided to get one for her. N76 is a good phone, pretty, slick and loads of function. As for the necklace, I noticed that her neck was quite empty with only a necklace and no pendant. And sooo, I decided to get her something special. I spent a lot of time combing the jewellery shops till I finally set my eyes on that very diamond necklace. From Lee Hwa, Citigems, Tian poh to Monde D' Or, I can't find one that I see eye to eye with.. Until I went to SK jewellery =) And the rest is history. And no more perlini's silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money spent can always be earned. However, feelings lost can't be recovered. I think this birthday must be the most memorable for her so far, cause I made my slender angry soon after we met. Sorry my wife. I didn't mean it =P Nonetheless, I've made up with the programmes that I've planned for the day. Nothing too spectacular, neither is it too ordinary. Enough to make her smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mobile phone comes with a 2 year student plan, free 1k sms, free incoming calls and 150 minutes of outgoing calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her fatty comes with a lifetime hubby plan, unlimited love, free incoming cosy hugs and unlimited outgoing kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, before I met my slender, it felt like being in a desert, searching for an oasis but only to find a mirage. It was her who that made me feel very loved, very very very loved =) It was her arms and hugs that I find refuge in this world. I love you, hui maan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-7610410263635362111?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7610410263635362111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=7610410263635362111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7610410263635362111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7610410263635362111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time no see'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-494959796137832657</id><published>2007-08-11T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:48:17.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: What you are about to see, is completely confidential. Contents may cause readers discomfort. Please feel free to leave the blog if you are feeling uneasy at any one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.08.07.&lt;br /&gt;My 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Not a best day to have a birthday when you're having test, worse still, at a very bad timing. HOWEVER, it was the happiest day of my life, I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, my hairy crab brought me out on an adventure. Firstly, we took 151 to macpherson, and needed alight at the 21st stop. Though we didn't count the number of stops we passed but somehow we managed to alight at the right stop. And we had to walk 1.019km to the next bus stop near blk 125 at Aljunied road. Again, somehow we got to the bus stop. Upon alighting from 151, we had to walk to blk 125 and we have absolutely n0 idea where blk 125 is, not even a HDB flat in sight, in fact. SOMEHOW, we kept walking straight when we could have walked left, right or backwards. Then as we were about to be lost in our way, we were given a glimmer of hope when we saw the road sign: "Aljunied Road -&gt; " And off to the right we turned. Though there was no HDB in sight either, we have faith in ourselves and we kept on going, hand in hand. At last! We finally saw blk 125 and the bus stop we wanted to find. Boarded bus 158 and we arrived at our destination soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which romantic place is this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097478119378244466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3hV4vd03I/AAAAAAAAACE/IQoqZN1WPBk/s320/14051529_cosybay1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My slender brought me to COSY BAY restaurant! It has ultra nice scenery. And it was delicately thought out by slender cause I'm always complaining of the hot weather and hence, she chose a place with plenty of cool breeze accompanied with fantastic ambience! Must go place! Romantic too! I had lame chop and she ordered a chicken chop, named Rosemary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097473841590817538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3dc4vd0wI/AAAAAAAAABM/soIsJsXOEkk/s320/10082007601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097473850180752146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3ddYvd0xI/AAAAAAAAABU/DEmJoD9LxHk/s320/10082007602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We really had a romantic dinner, especially with the only girl I love in this world. After the dinner, we took a lot of pictures and though I look hideous in all, my slender still look as sweet and pretty =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475044181660450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3ei4vd0yI/AAAAAAAAABc/o007ScjcCD4/s320/i+love+her!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her, with her favourite drink, a day is never complete with a glass of ice lemon tea =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475052771595058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3ejYvd0zI/AAAAAAAAABk/LQrhzZhVqjg/s320/my+wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy and birthday boy's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475061361529666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3ej4vd00I/AAAAAAAAABs/okzRGescIMU/s320/my+wife!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My love, forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475061361529682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3ej4vd01I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ooskMgQtlxI/s320/sweet+laopo!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last part of this entry, is reserved for my love, Seah Hui Maan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dear slender, Fatty really enjoyed his birthday with you. All the things that you've planned, the card you made, the cookies you baked, the love you gave, I appreciate them a lot. I want to spend all my birthdays for the rest of my life with you, not because of the things you did, but because of the love you gave, who I am and how I felt when I'm with you =) Despite being in a relatively young relationship, I hope time will really show how much I really love you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-494959796137832657?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/494959796137832657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=494959796137832657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/494959796137832657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/494959796137832657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/Rr3hV4vd03I/AAAAAAAAACE/IQoqZN1WPBk/s72-c/14051529_cosybay1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-7461308088963197806</id><published>2007-08-08T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:51:13.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homosapiens</title><content type='html'>Something interesting happened today. While I was waiting for bus to go home, I saw A ( I forgot who she is :S ) and she kept looking at me. I thought there was something on my face so I attempted to remove that "something" but to no avail. Then she came up and asked " are you kim soon?" To my astonishment, she knew my name! However, I don't know hers. Anyway the main thing is that she asked if my bus arrived yet. Then I was thinking to myself, if the bus came, would I still be standing here? But I didn't say that, lah. I just gave a smile =) and said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I realised, humans are very interesting creatures. They like to do fascinating stuffs. They can search the whole house for the remote control of the television set and yet refuse to walk to the television and change the channel or adjust the volume manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across this kitchen top cleanser while I was in NTUC. It states "NEW AND IMPROVED!". Oh well, is it the new or the improved version? If it's new then how can you improve it? If it've been enhanced then it wouldn't be new right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosapiens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-7461308088963197806?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7461308088963197806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=7461308088963197806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7461308088963197806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7461308088963197806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/08/homosapiens.html' title='Homosapiens'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-4395078233502408147</id><published>2007-08-03T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:59:45.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jay</title><content type='html'>Stop jay walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute saved might be a life lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-4395078233502408147?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4395078233502408147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=4395078233502408147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4395078233502408147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4395078233502408147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/08/jay.html' title='jay'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-4099874462987531426</id><published>2007-08-02T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T21:25:40.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn LSSS</title><content type='html'>THIS IS TO INFORM THAT THE LSSS CLASS TEST WILL BE AS SCHEDULED ON FRIDAY THE 10TH AUGUST 2007 (JUST AFTER NATIONAL DAY HOLIDAY) FROM 4 TO 6 PM AT LT 76 &amp; 77. NOTICES WILL BE POSTED ON THE FRONT DOORS OF LTs FOR SITTING ARRANGEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;NO EXCUSE FOR NOT TAKING THE TEST WILL BE ENTERTAINED EXCEPT FOR MCs AND VERY SPECIAL CASES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO EH! DARN TEST. MAKE ME DON'T FEEL LIKE CELEBRATING MY BIRTHDAY ANYMORE. Maybe I should wake up at 2pm, go for test, and go home at 6pm. Hmmm, not worth it to waste my day because of such a #$#%$#%$ test. Ok, here is the schedule for my birthday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-2 pm : sleep&lt;br /&gt;2-4 pm : prepare and travel to school&lt;br /&gt;4-6 pm : need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I was mad just now, needed to vent my frustration a bit. My apologies for wasting a few minutes of your time away =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-4099874462987531426?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4099874462987531426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=4099874462987531426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4099874462987531426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4099874462987531426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-lsss.html' title='damn LSSS'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-6226367362941426289</id><published>2007-07-31T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T01:16:09.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you =)</title><content type='html'>Was missing my slender and so, I went through the pictures we took and some private stuffs =) And I found this, though posted before, I still find it amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Chip and Dale somewhere in the mall. Then she asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: eh, you still remember what they're called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (answers confidently) CHIP AND MONK LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: It's CHIP AND DALE LAH NOOB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we went Night Safari and as promised, here's the second sequel to "Fatty and Slender: The Night Safari"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the enthralling tribal performance, we went around the park on the tram. We sat beside a caucasian couple and being caucasions, they're bigger sized. So I made use of this chance to sit closer to her, hehe. I even put my arm around her, but I think I'm too short for her. I think she finds it awkward when I put my arm around her. Shucks, I need to grow taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got off the tram at some point and took a stroll around the park, hand in hand, under the moonlight =). We came across a lot of animals (that's what Night Safari is for) but it took us quite awhile to spot most of them. Next, we were trying to spot the porcupine under very dim lights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Where's the porcupine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cannot see leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: EH! I found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: THERE (points the shadow of my spiky hair on a woman's white shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.. well, those were the fun times =) I'm getting pretty tired. Goodnight and sweetdreams!&lt;br /&gt;Love my slender =: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-6226367362941426289?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6226367362941426289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=6226367362941426289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6226367362941426289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6226367362941426289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/missing-you.html' title='Missing you =)'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-8632152025448251102</id><published>2007-07-25T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:24:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napfa results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqdOv4vd0vI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ap2769sW8ts/s1600-h/napfa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091124488357925618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqdOv4vd0vI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ap2769sW8ts/s320/napfa.JPG" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my NAPFA results =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqdOmIvd0uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bpcxqRkMUYI/s1600-h/napfa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/37049707-8632152025448251102?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8632152025448251102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=8632152025448251102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8632152025448251102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8632152025448251102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/napfa-results.html' title='Napfa results'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqdOv4vd0vI/AAAAAAAAABE/Ap2769sW8ts/s72-c/napfa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-561646727658022078</id><published>2007-07-24T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:08:18.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA</title><content type='html'>NAPFA's done and dusted. Pretty satisfied with the results. Didn't really know that I could actually get 3 points for my standing board jump. Was quite surprised that after the first jump, I didn't even bother to try another time. However, I couldn't get full points though, 28 points ONLY. HAHAHAHA. Oh ya, I am quite proud of my 2.4km run though, but I still believe I can go faster =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, don't really know what to blog about but there's one thing I have to remind you guys, my BIRTHDAY is coming soon. And by the way, I've got an early present =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090769882973065938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqYMPIvd0tI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DVq08xmSBUA/s320/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's no need to say much about us except;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love her =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-561646727658022078?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/561646727658022078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=561646727658022078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/561646727658022078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/561646727658022078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/napfa_24.html' title='NAPFA'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RqYMPIvd0tI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DVq08xmSBUA/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-6247804000582051668</id><published>2007-07-05T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:30:49.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Life's very intriguing. The school taught us not to discriminate at other races, cultures and religions. However, this was overlooked by the school's library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083667333266438130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RozQgVOad_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jZMNQHajBUQ/s320/LOL!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get what I meant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's another picture that I see a thousand times, I'll laugh a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083669081318127618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RozSGFOaeAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n35AYfiNKz0/s320/emo+kia1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture has been censored in order to protect the identity of the poser. However, he does have a knack of impersonating people's facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer : The above contents are frictional. Please do not be disgruntled by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and have a nice day =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-6247804000582051668?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6247804000582051668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=6247804000582051668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6247804000582051668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6247804000582051668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RozQgVOad_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jZMNQHajBUQ/s72-c/LOL!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-1045240720500833551</id><published>2007-07-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:54:05.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>You're the only one that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I'll wait for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that make me so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that will make me proud to have you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that make all the hardwork in the gym worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only one that I think about before going to sleep everynight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that so many guys would like to have, but only I can get to keep you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need a chance to prove myself, to prove how much I want ..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get GOLD for NAPFA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-1045240720500833551?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1045240720500833551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=1045240720500833551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1045240720500833551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1045240720500833551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-love.html' title='my love'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-6059552639533655058</id><published>2007-07-01T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:41:57.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA</title><content type='html'>NAPFA on 23rd July. Wish me luck =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-6059552639533655058?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6059552639533655058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=6059552639533655058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6059552639533655058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6059552639533655058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/07/napfa.html' title='NAPFA'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-2322006565557845703</id><published>2007-06-17T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:41:40.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date 4</title><content type='html'>It's another day out with beautiful cousin. As I was really bored at home, I decided to ask her out to have a walk in Lot 1. Pretty cousin waited 25 minutes for me. So sorry cousin, but you're too early, we arranged to meet at 3.30, not 3pm =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Lot 1 aimlessly and we decided to stop at KFC for a meal. As I wasn't really hungry, only pretty cousin ate something. She couldn't guess my favourite drink in 3 guesses, that's pretty lousy HAHAHA. Beautiful cousin had a habit of eating whipped potato with chilli. It tastes good, but I would prefer Mac's sweet chilli. Maybe next time can try adding Mac's sweet chilli. After eating, we continue our journey. As we walked, pretty cousin suddenly reminded me that I could soon bian get my dad's birthday present (which is this sunday). I never even thought of that. It was so thoughtful of her. Or is it that she wants a bigger red packet from her uncle =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went in BHG, you wouldn't guess what BHG stands for. I'm not telling you, you need to get down to Lot 1 to see what that shop's name stands for. I bought a crocodile shirt for dad. It's nice as pretty cousin chose it. I think she seriously wants to get a big red packet from my dad. To pretty cousin: During CNY, ask your mum to give me a big red packet hor. We're relatives afterall, cannot be stingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceeded to the arcade. I think I've lost my tapz card. I haven't seen it for ages. Anyway, we played Bishi Bashi, Photohunt and Daytona. While we were waiting for the Photohunt's machine, we played Bishi Bashi first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh, I don't know how to play leh&lt;br /&gt;Her: is it? nvm lah, just play&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok loh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (i thought to myself) Hehe, I know one, never tell u only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful cousin won the first round. I was bad at my eye-hand coordination as we need to select the dice with the biggest digit. Pretty cousin, you may have won, but only JUST. HAHA. I won the second round, my hands are fast! I can eject more pencil leads than her. HEHE. Third round, it was catching the ingredients of the burger. Surprisingly, I won this round. My burgers looked much neater than beautiful cousin's. Fourth round, we need to guess the floating object through a small gap. I got most of the objects correct since the start of the game. So being sporting and confident that I'll pass that round, I helped pretty cousin to guess =X Fifth round is pressing the correct colour button that corresponds to the one showed on the screen. As always, my eye-hand coordination is awful. Pretty cousin was much faster and won this round. Now, it's the final round... We're prisoners trying to escape the attention of a guard. We have to run across as fast as we could to get away. However, we have to stop if the guard turns around, or else he'll shoot. This game's fun, I just kept running without stopping. HAHAHA. In the end, both of us failed that stage and we lost =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to play the Photohunt. As we were playing, a cute little girl played with us, using my money LOL. Then another young girl, looks like an ah-lian-wannabe to me, "helped" us too. She pointed to a spot and got it WRONG! HAHA. I guess she was too embarrassed that she left after "helping". Beautiful cousin was pretty good at Photohunt, but she still needs some training in order to reach my level ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing Photohunt, we played Daytona twice. The first round, beautiful cousin beat me sia. SIAO SIAO. She used automatic and won me. haha. The second round, some youngsters joined us. We got 4th and last. I shall let you guys guess who's the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went into Mini Toons and we saw a gang of secondary school students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: They're noisy, noisy sec sch students.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't think I don't know, last time you also like that one right&lt;br /&gt;Her: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then saw a couple of Zheng Hua sec sch students. If you know the colour of their school uniform, you should know what's coming from my mouth next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh see, Macdonal's staff&lt;br /&gt;Her: where?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (points to the ZHSS students) there!&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we saw Chip and Dale somewhere in the mall. Then she asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: eh, you still remember what they're called?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (answers confidently) CHIP AND MONK LAH&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Her: It's CHIP AND DALE LAH NOOB!!&lt;br /&gt;Us: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't really much things for us to shop around in Lot 1. Then beautiful cousin suggested we go Night Safari. I agreed as we must be adventurous! However, the Night safari only opens around 7.30, so she suggested we go Sungei buloh to have a walk around first. A yellow joke was shared by beautiful cousin here and I shall keep it a secret. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the interchange, we found out that we only know the bus service to get there but we don't know which stop to alight to get to Sungei Buloh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: how? we don't know which stop to alight leh&lt;br /&gt;Her: Singaporeans, must be adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we proceeded to wait for 925. We waited and waited but there is no sign of the bus. Then we decided to head straight to the Night Safari, giving Sungei buloh a miss. While we were waiting for 925, beautiful cousin said something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: you know which stop to alight ma?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know leh&lt;br /&gt;Her: I teach you, you alight at the stop that most people alights&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching Night Safari, we decided to take some pictures. However, I shan't post the pictures here as I'm afraid that my girlfriend might stumble across my blog and started to think about other things. This was my first time at the Night Safari, the merchandise there was pretty impressive. I was particularly absorbed by the fan pen. It has got various lighting patterns when turned on. I got one for beautiful cousin and she said that she'll bring it everytime we goes out as I'm always complaining of being hot. So sweet of beautiful cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then saw some tribal performance, they ate fire, blew fire and breathe fire.. Dangerous but thrilling act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To be continued…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-2322006565557845703?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2322006565557845703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=2322006565557845703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2322006565557845703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2322006565557845703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/date-4.html' title='Date 4'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-1828045614491315077</id><published>2007-06-14T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:05:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RnEHAaLZ0GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rU439L7NWKE/s1600-h/gf.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amidst all the speculation that I have a girlfriend, I'm finally going to stop this once and for all. I, Tan Kim Soon, is officially attached to a beautiful girl. She's someone I can't take my eyes off her. She's my one and only one. In addition, if I didn't post any pictures of her, you guys will go around guessing who's the girl. Alright, I'll satisfy your curiosity and please don't spread this around. We wish to have a low profile relationship. 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Please stop all the speculation of who's my girlfriend. You all have just been officially punk'd by my msn nick, personal message and blog. Keep up the good work peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-1828045614491315077?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1828045614491315077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=1828045614491315077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1828045614491315077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1828045614491315077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-gf.html' title='My gf'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rR7ufSISnTw/RnEHT6LZ0HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bjDkZRpbzgY/s72-c/gf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37049707.post-1592081832577983595</id><published>2007-06-13T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T12:19:55.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would be there, only for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-1592081832577983595?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1592081832577983595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=1592081832577983595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1592081832577983595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1592081832577983595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-would-be-there.html' title='I would be there'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-3592553653355403973</id><published>2007-06-08T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:50:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins outing</title><content type='html'>Hello people. I'M BACK! Not only that, my pretty cousin finally found time to go shopping with me. Went vivo and there were jokes aplenty. We went to a lot of shops but none of them seemed willing to serve us &lt;a href="mailto:!!@#$%^%$@#$"&gt;!!@#$%^%$@#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her : you're wearing shorts, that's why they doesn't want to serve us cause we don't looked like we're rich.&lt;br /&gt;Her: next time we must pretend that we're rich&lt;br /&gt;Me: don't need to pretend la, we're rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Spain and it was cold there. We entered a shop and finally someone greeted us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesperson: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Her: HelloHer: Singaporeans.. must be friendly&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went out of that shop and proceeded to another one. As we're about to enter, we noticed that the shop looked familiar and much&lt;br /&gt;to our surprise, it was the same shop that we had just visited. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Fox, I found the same shirt that I was wearing and when compared with the same size, unwashed, it was smaller! Gosh, should have&lt;br /&gt;bought M size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh, you got hunchback ah?&lt;br /&gt;Her: *straightens her back* got meh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: must have confidence, back straight, thing xiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to have ice cream. Actually we wanted to eat at Hagen Diaz, but as we're rich people, we wanted to eat ice cream which is more expensive then Hagen Diaz. As we walked, we past Ben and Jerry and Swensen's and noticed that Hagen Diaz was the most expensive one. While walking, we walked past a shop selling donuts with a super long queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: my sis say this shop's donuts very nice leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: can see from the queue.&lt;br /&gt;Her: ya loh&lt;br /&gt;Me: but i think they see got so many people queuing, they just join in the fun one.&lt;br /&gt;Us: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got lost trying to find our way back to Hagen Diaz. Finally we arrived at Hagen Diaz and gotten our seats. We placed our orders and we were having a healthy argument on how should the word MENU be pronounced. I said it was MER-NU, she said it was MEH-NEW. Alas, the waiter came and he said here's the MEH-NEW. OMG, it was supposed to be MER-NU. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: that guy ( the waiter ) looked like elephant.&lt;br /&gt;Me: where?&lt;br /&gt;Her: there!&lt;br /&gt;Her: he looked like morphling&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the chocolate fondue was sooooooooooooo filling, it was nice, sweet but too fulling. So find a nice and sweet girlfriend can liao, too nice and sweet and we can't take it. While eating, suddenly there was a gush of wind and it toppled some card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We: wah, what happened?&lt;br /&gt;Her: ohh, morphling opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;We: HAHAHA, he used the gush skill, WHOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSShhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;We: HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally finished our fondue, and she taught me something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: how do you ask to have the bill?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bill please loh&lt;br /&gt;Her: NO~ high class people should say Check (or cheque) please&lt;br /&gt;Me: WOAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my astonishment, morphling knew what was Check please. AISEH, way to go, morphling dude. We then left Hagen Diaz and we headed into Toy'R'us. We saw Bob on the tv screens at the entrance and although we only watched for a short while, it was enough to&lt;br /&gt;crack us up. As we went further in, we saw Bob again, this time it was his plush toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, hao nan kan&lt;br /&gt;Me: wo yi wei ni hen xi huan Bob.&lt;br /&gt;Her: dui ah, ke shi ze ge hen nan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ni yao kan xing xing ma?&lt;br /&gt;Her: yao~! na li na li?&lt;br /&gt;Me: neh, kan shang mian&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, wo mei you kan dao shang mian leh, li hai leh ni&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw spiderman plush toys too. Didn't know so many people admire me. *blush* Next, we saw a couple of hula hoops on the floor, the bigger one was easy to put back in place but not the smaller one. We tried to put it back but I came up with a brillant way to put it back. HAHA. Way to go, Kim soon. As we walked, I walked past some robot, it began to light up and move. I was shocked by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah, got sensor leh&lt;br /&gt;Her: got meh&lt;br /&gt;Me: ya, i walked past it then it moved, u try&lt;br /&gt;Her: ok, and she moved past the robot, no movement&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHA, ni luan luan jiang.&lt;br /&gt;Me: tries to figure out.. and finally found a button when pressed, activated the robot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: hahaha, li hai ba ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked somemore, and we came across Bob again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, hen nan kan leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: mei yi chi jing guo ta, ni duo yao jiang ta nan kan&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we saw a spiderman robot! It can sing and move about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: hui tiao wu de leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah, ni zhen me zhi dao de&lt;br /&gt;Her: li hai ba ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we headed to Sentosa after we had enough of Vivocity. It was so nice watching the sunset on the Sentosa express. Upon reaching the beach station, the tickets for Songs of the Sea, 7.40pm show was sold out, even at 6.40pm! So we had to settle for the 8.40pm show. Luckily we went for the show, it was nice. I shall elaborate more on it later. While waiting for the show, we took the Beach tram around Siloso. Nice scenery I must say. Then at some station, got an usher, ushered 2 more people to squeeze with the already very packed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i think i too big liao, block you, that's why she call more people to squeeze with us.&lt;br /&gt;Her: ya loh, must be it HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went past 2 half naked guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: no body still dare to show&lt;br /&gt;Her: ya loh, not like fatty&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA. of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to the beach station again. This time we took the palawan beach tram. Just infront of us was a very cute little baby girl. I swore that she was smiling at me (and her too). It was nice to have that baby girl around the journey. I had a cute baby girl infront of me, a pretty girl sitting beside me, how blessed! All good things have to come to an end, and that baby girl alighted. Her mum then sort of "forced" her to say byebye to us. haha. cute little girl.&lt;br /&gt;We're then back at the Beach station, as it was still early, we went to some castle thingy. There was a few teenagers trying to shoot a video of them climbing the walls. Then we saw some weird water things. We kept going up and up. Then we sort of reach the summit, woah, there were so many stars! It was a nice view. She then tried to use the binoculars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yao gei qian de&lt;br /&gt;Her: shi meh? and she goes and look into it&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, zhen de leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA. noob, but i nv say it out. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time was running out, we made our way down. Then we sort of lost our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, wo mei you fang xiang gan de leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: wo ye mei you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: bu yong jing la, must be adventurous!&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made way back, I shielded her from the urine of the gay-never brush teeth-merlion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm king kong, big enough to shield u from the urine&lt;br /&gt;Her: wah, zhen de leh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: li hai ba ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I mentioned about the video taking teenagers we met earlier? We met them again. This time they're mingling around the water thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah, they look like shooting MTV&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the Beach station, woah!! the queue was sooooooooo long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: we're the last in queue&lt;br /&gt;Me: ya loh, how?&lt;br /&gt;after a few moments...&lt;br /&gt;Me: now we're not the last in queue liao&lt;br /&gt;Her: ya, quite a lot of people behind us&lt;br /&gt;Me: got meh? to them (points to the people infront) , then is called a lot of people behind them.&lt;br /&gt;Her: HAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, we finally got into the threater. We were ushered to sit right infront. We thought that we've got ourselves good seats. Who knows, a few minutes later, there was an annoucement made, Dear audience, please be reminded that there will be water&lt;br /&gt;coming in your direction. Then the both of us was like, O_O, some good seats we've got. The show was splendid! Plus the tibits and bueno phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: *shoves the wrapper of bueno to me* nah, tui&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah, yao wo frame qi lai ma?&lt;br /&gt;Her: ye ke yi&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA, nice memento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was really splendid!! Romantic too. Too bad she's my cousin, can't chase her,otherwise I think I would have scored quite a lot of points with the programmes today! Too bad for me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we went to take the skyride. I guess the most exciting part of the ride was when getting on and running off the ride. HAHAHA. It was such a fun ride ok! The thrill only comes when you look down and you see there's nothing below your feet! We were also told that there will be a camara at tower 2 to take pictures of us. But we didn't know where was tower 2 and both of our noob faces were caught on camara! HAHAHAHA. Ok, i admit, i looked much noober than her. As we went for the return trip, the usher said: bye couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Usher: oh, bye, COUSINS&lt;br /&gt;We: BYE! haha. interesting usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to take videos but it was too dark, can't see much. We then met other riders on our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;Some ignored her, some replied&lt;br /&gt;Her: singaporeans, must be friendly&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOLOL, HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ride, we wanted to go Cafe Del Mar, Bikini bar and the Coastes but it wasn't lively at all, so we left and headed back to vivo. While on the Sentosa express, coincidentally, we sat back on the same seat! (thanks to pretty cousin, she said to go to the other cabin). Back at Vivo, we were desperately finding restaurants to dine in. And guess what? Morphling was still there! Hardworking morphling, you have my call! Way to go dude. We wanted to eat at SEAH im food center, but there were only indian food left, and they were too oily to our likings. We then left for bukit timah food center. We chatted on our way there on the bus. It was really nice to chat with her. Upon reaching bukit timah, there wasn't much stalls opened. So off we headed to AL ahmeen, whom she claimed that she's a VIP there. To my surprise, we really ate inside the air conditioned area. Nan dao, you're really a VIP there? HAHAHA. The food was certainly nicer than their counterparts down the road. And pretty cousin introduced me to a new soup. I choked on the first mouthful but I was gradually captivated by it's taste. NICE SOUP INDEED! Pretty cousin was so nice, she paid for the meal =) thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then send her home. However, I lied to her inorder to send her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yao wo song ni hui jia ma?&lt;br /&gt;Her: bu yong la, later ni mi lu&lt;br /&gt;Me: like tt then adventurous ma&lt;br /&gt;Me: i go out with my friends, i also send them home one.&lt;br /&gt;Her: ohh, ok loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the truth is, those girls got their bf to send them home and we also never go out till so late at night. SO SORRY COUSIN! However, I had to say a WHITE lie inorder to ensure her safety. You'll never know when those bangalas want to bath. And, by sending her home&lt;br /&gt;and fulfill my adventurous personality, one stone kill 2 birds. Isn't it good?After sending her home, I had the ride of my life man. 174 was damn fast. It took 15 mins for me to reach home. I seriously was fearing for my life. 174, sounds like die together, scary =( Luckily no girls like me now, still take the risk to take such hell rides. Die also nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up:&lt;br /&gt;Price of Chocolate fondue : $XXXX&lt;br /&gt;Price of Rides : $XXXX&lt;br /&gt;Price of Supper : $XXXX&lt;br /&gt;Price of a date with her : Priceless =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our night safari, Marina square and Jurong bird park (which is in jurong) trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-3592553653355403973?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3592553653355403973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=3592553653355403973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3592553653355403973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3592553653355403973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/cousins-outing.html' title='Cousins outing'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-4324547170463130253</id><published>2007-06-07T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:11:39.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my motivation?</title><content type='html'>I've lost my motivation to gym. No idea why. Don't ask cause I don't know either. Now let's see who can get me going again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-4324547170463130253?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4324547170463130253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=4324547170463130253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4324547170463130253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4324547170463130253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/wheres-my-motivation.html' title='where&apos;s my motivation?'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-7121149960080645392</id><published>2007-06-05T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:40:14.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What lies behind us, and what lies before us, are mediocre matters compared to what lies within us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-7121149960080645392?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7121149960080645392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=7121149960080645392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7121149960080645392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7121149960080645392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-lies-behind-us-and-what-lies.html' title=''/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-3619818576422908360</id><published>2007-05-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:38:37.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to blog about</title><content type='html'>Hi all. I understand that I haven't been blogging for the past few days ( or weeks ). I haven't lost the motivation to blog, it's just that I haven't nothing to blog. I would rather I blog something meaningful or enriching than to blog and to tell the whole whole what I'm doing day in day out. No offense to those who have been doing this, it's their style and I'm perfectly fine with that. However, reporting my daily routine just isn't my way of life. So just bear with it. Lastly, let's not hope I learn some life lessons every now and then in order to blog regularly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-3619818576422908360?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3619818576422908360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=3619818576422908360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3619818576422908360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3619818576422908360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/05/nothing-to-blog-about.html' title='Nothing to blog about'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-6945860215832616881</id><published>2007-05-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:23:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minutes to midnight</title><content type='html'>Minutes to midnight by Linkin Park. I've got them, do you? Addidas F30+ street soccer boots, I've got them, do you? Went soccer boots hunting with Edwin at Queensway shopping center. Oh boy, there's a hot girl working at Zinc there. And Linkin Park's new album doesn't seem to be as nice as their previous albums but nonetheless, they're still my favourite band. In addition, they seem to shy away from their usual rock self. They appear to be more to the soft rock side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-6945860215832616881?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6945860215832616881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=6945860215832616881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6945860215832616881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6945860215832616881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/05/minutes-to-midnight.html' title='Minutes to midnight'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-8719090207553861016</id><published>2007-05-13T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:17:41.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's day</title><content type='html'>Argghhh.. Stupid blogger, made me lose all those that I've typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, Happy Mother's day to all mothers and mother-to-be out there. All of you deserve this day. You try your best to cook the best food for your family. You do the chores without complains. Your face glows happily when you witness your children grows up by the day. You provide the "behind the scenes" support to your husband. You're the best in the world. I love you mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, let's be realistic. In this century, it's hard to find such a girl. Hmm, maybe one in a thousand or one in a hundred thousand. It's more difficult than trying to ace the exams. Nonetheless, I'm prepared for this. Good friends should know what I'm capable of. Heinous ones will pour scorn on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Happy mother's day to all. Treat your mothers well, as they might well be the remaining ones in the "golden" generation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-8719090207553861016?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8719090207553861016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=8719090207553861016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8719090207553861016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8719090207553861016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-7953869156159902086</id><published>2007-05-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T23:37:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back</title><content type='html'>Hi all. I guess it's about time for me to make a comeback. Thanks for those who have been constantly visiting this site in hope of new updates ( if there're any ). Your perserverance have not gone to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-7953869156159902086?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7953869156159902086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=7953869156159902086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7953869156159902086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7953869156159902086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-7617326119282742752</id><published>2007-03-29T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:18:35.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with Kerui and Pei chee</title><content type='html'>Holla peeps. Today's another shopping day and this time around it's with another best friend, Kerui. I was late as usual but luckily there was Pei Chee to accompany her. haha. WE were shopping for sunshades (I hope everyone know what it is) and kerui kept saying I wanted to buy this and that. In fact, SHE was the one who wanted to buy sunshades and shoes. However, it ended up that I was only one who bought things (again). Too bad Pei Chee had to leave to meet her boyfriend earlier, if not she'll have an eye opener of how magestic I was in that shirt. On top of that, it looked magestic cause it was singled out by Kerui's fantastic fashion sense and it was worn on my body. HAHA. Seriously, the top look good, much thanks to Kerui, and not to forget, my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to meet up with Jasper, Mee juan and Wei zhi at JE. It was tough planning the chalet and there's really few people turning up for it. Nonetheless, the numbers doesn't count much, it's the people who turns up count. As usual, we crapped a lot and it's fun, especially with me around. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-7617326119282742752?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7617326119282742752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=7617326119282742752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7617326119282742752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/7617326119282742752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/shopping-with-kerui-and-pei-chee.html' title='Shopping with Kerui and Pei chee'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-2668281845454219518</id><published>2007-03-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:15:21.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>Went sentosa with Team 188 on sunday. Actually, it wasn't the whole team, there was only 6 of us, including me. While juggling the ball among ourselves, some unknown guys offered a challenge and we gladly accepted it. They scored first but we won the match. However, I guess they're the ultimate winner cause ONE, yes, one of the guy injured 3 of our teammates. Bruised and battled, but we showed our SPARTAN spirit and fought on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, there's a contrast of colours on my arm as I was back facing the sun for much of the day. In the end, my arm looked like the Marigold ice cream tub with 2 flavours, chocolate and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we headed to the waters for a dip, we were shocked by a realistic sand figure of a girl. At first I really thought it was real, but being the observant me, I noticed that the girl doesn't have nostrils, thus ruling out the fact that it's real since it can't breathe under the heap of sand. Further on, Leo then make a funny remark, he said that the figurine doesn't have nipples. HAHA. That, made everyone laughed. Last but not least, we saw japanese babes. And I really mean it, babes. Voluptuous figure with dangerous curves. Zack then said that japanese girls got good figures. However, I disagreed and said that the customs over at Japan had a customary check such that only girls who got the looks and figure can leave Japan. haha. What a day at sentosa. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-2668281845454219518?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2668281845454219518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=2668281845454219518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2668281845454219518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2668281845454219518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/sentosa.html' title='sentosa'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-8361927238244626106</id><published>2007-03-27T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:36:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If everyone cared</title><content type='html'>Nickelback - If Everyone Cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Confusing stars for satellites&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;br /&gt;But here we are, we're here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;br /&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;br /&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;And I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Amen I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the air the fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Our only light in paradise&lt;br /&gt;We'll show the world they were wrong&lt;br /&gt;And teach them all to sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS (X2)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;We realize how small we are&lt;br /&gt;If they could love like you and me&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what the world could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;br /&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;br /&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;br /&gt;When nobody died&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;br /&gt;When nobody died&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-8361927238244626106?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8361927238244626106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=8361927238244626106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8361927238244626106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/8361927238244626106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-everyone-cared.html' title='If everyone cared'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-3727197258282567937</id><published>2007-03-23T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T03:12:11.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. Went shopping with my best friends Mee Juan and Huili today. I got my bulletproof vest finally. WOOOHOO. Now shoot me if you want, huili, come on! haha. That aside, while walking to Heeren, a group of guys which looked like gays stalked us and called me a bloody gay! (according to the girls ) HAHAHAHA. Damn it, look who's more gay, 5 guys together or 1 guy with 2 girls. $#$#%#$%#%. We had lots of fun cause shopping's so fun with me around. HAHA. Oh ya. Hui Maan, if you're looking at this. The girl you said is the prettiest in LSCT, I guess I saw her at Orchard today. And my friend said she looked flat =X Oh ya. I discovered one thing while shopping today, my hands are meant to measure cup size, as in neh neh pok size ^^. My right hand is C cup while my left hand is G cup. In addition, I've also learnt one thing today, there's such thing as AA cup for brassieres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I told Shumei I wanted to grow my eyebrow and she told me to call the yun nam customer service hotline. However, I said I prefer to email them then guess what she said? She said that's a good idea as I can email the drawing of the preferred thickness I wanted. She then added I can add a picture of Sicheng's eyebrow along with it if the people at yun nam don't know what I'm drawing about. HAHAHA. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-3727197258282567937?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3727197258282567937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=3727197258282567937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3727197258282567937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3727197258282567937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/shopping.html' title='SHOPPING'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-1823200780805583723</id><published>2007-03-19T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:35:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To sum up..</title><content type='html'>Here's the gist of my past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Bought ipod nano and it really burnt a big hole in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;.Sick again for most of the week.&lt;br /&gt;.Finally completed my 2/3 of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;.Went to DXO with part of Team 188 ( actually, there're only 4, including me )&lt;br /&gt;.Played UNO on msn with Huili and my streak was, 10-1, 10 losses, 1 win.&lt;br /&gt;.Got back my result. GPA 2.91 only. DAMN IT. Nevertheless, I'll continue partying and doing stuffs that I like.&lt;br /&gt;.Successfully quitted from games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty much an uneventful week for me. As always, time flies. Today is the start of another week. I wonder how boring this week will be. However, there's one thing I'm proud of myself. I've successfully quitted playing games like DotA, maplystory, Pro evolution soccer etc. I'm not going to spend hours and hours playing these games anymore. I've finally realised how no-life I was in the past, devoting more time to games than my girlfriend. Damn it. Too late to repent anyway, life moves on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-1823200780805583723?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1823200780805583723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=1823200780805583723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1823200780805583723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/1823200780805583723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-sum-up.html' title='To sum up..'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-3215950169421652671</id><published>2007-03-10T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T04:39:13.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAY?</title><content type='html'>Just a short entry today. On my way to JP yesterday, I saw my old time friend =) It wasn't really a pleasant surprise. HAHA. He was with some girl, which I reckoned he was chasing. Well, the main point wasn't that, the first thing he said was "wow, kim soon, since when u became a king kong. Your head was so small lah! When did it started to shrink?" I was like, T_T. After some catching up, the girl suddenly asked if I'm a gay. ARGH!! !#%$#$!@#! WHAT GAY? Going to gym + going out with guys + being single = GAY? Hmm.. Going to gym's just to shed some spare tyres that had accumulated over the years. I don't want to be a big ball man. Next, going out with guys. They're my good friends, if I don't go out with them, who else's willing to go out with me. Furthermore, I would be deemed a flirt if I goes out with different girls each time. Lastly, being single. It's not that I wanted to be single. Amid all the attempts to widen my social circle and ogling at eye candies, deep down I know it's just terrible for one to miss someone. And I'll be serving NS soon. Why make your love one suffer? Maybe I'm thinking too much, who would want me as their boyfriend. Well.. We shall see what happens in the near future. I believe what's mine will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I watched 300 with zhong qing and james. IT WAS A FUCKING NICE SHOW ALRIGHT. Must watch! Definitely worth every cent that you paid for the ticket. I would have ran out of superlatives if I were to describe how good it was. We waited 3hrs just to watch it as we couldn't get the best seats for the 9.40pm show. Hence we had to settle for the midnight show. After the show, I walked home, alone. A lot of things went through my mind. For once I was able to ponder so much as time and serenity was on my side. Maybe I should use this as an excuse to save my cab fares the next time. (applies to walking back from JP only)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-3215950169421652671?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3215950169421652671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=3215950169421652671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3215950169421652671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/3215950169421652671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/gay.html' title='GAY?'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-827234341355256759</id><published>2007-03-05T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:26:46.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>This is what I did yesterday. Please follow the steps carefully if you want to eat prunes, the kim soon way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Open the fridge and take out prunes.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wash the prunes and pluck out the stick.&lt;br /&gt;3) Throw one of the prunes into the rubbish bin instead of the stick.&lt;br /&gt;4) Repeat step 1 -3 for 2 more prunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Dumb moves. This couldn't be much dumber than someone whom asked to key in my MOBIL number when booking the chalet. Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I keyed in my Caltex number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, damn, I was stung by an insect. Wasn't too sure if it's a bee or wasp or hornet. The damn thing I knew was I was being stung. It was painful at first but now it was itching like hell (after 2 days!). Still considering if I should see the doctor when I don't even know what stung me. And this year wasn't my year to gamble I guess. I lost on both occasions I gambled during the festive period. Maybe I should free some birds, more birds, more luck ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-827234341355256759?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/827234341355256759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=827234341355256759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/827234341355256759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/827234341355256759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/03/beeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='BEEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-2642053099648579268</id><published>2007-02-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:45:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Holla peeps! Just some random entry today, don't know what to blog about also. Soooooooo, just here to key in something for entertainment purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's see where shall I start. Hmm.. since like the movie " How sucky can Kim Soon's life get " got a follow up.. How sucky can Kim Soon's life get: Insomnia strikes back. Yes. It's back, longer, badder and bigger. I wanted to sleep at around 1am and wake up at 3 to catch Chelsea's match but in the end, I was still awake at 3.40. Hence I just see the starting line up and try to sleep as I don't want to finish the match which is about 5-6am. It would then have no difference from clubbing. See? I'm trying to make an effort to curb my late nights. Talking about clubbing, I saw some freaking DESPERATES at MOS on monday. I noticed a group of 3 girls came and danced beside us. That's normal as the floor was packed, but what's so infuriating was that the moment the girls came, other freaking desperados came as well. As we know, we were already like packed canned sardines in the dancefloor and + those despos, woooooooooooooo, BUAY TAHAN! I hate to admit it, one of them has got good figure but it was none of my business. See no touch also buay song. HAHA. So in the end, we made way for those perverts. It seems like there're a lot of guys who were vying for the THREE girls. From my view ( in the ring) down on the dancefloor, the guys looked like they were dancing around the campfire (the girls). HAHAHA. Kukubirds seeking cheap thrills. Nevertheless, we still enjoyed ourselves along with the nice music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to topic. Oh ya, I hurt my elbow while I was bathing. My elbow hit the bathroom's doorknob while I was about to take my pants. AND WOOOOOOOO. Then there was EXCRUCIATING pain. I was refering to the pain the doorknob felt, not my elbow. I then asked if the doorknob is ok, but it didn't reply me. GOSH, I guess I must have knocked it unconscious. At the end of the day, I had a swollen elbow while the doorknob was still functioning fine =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-2642053099648579268?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2642053099648579268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=2642053099648579268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2642053099648579268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/2642053099648579268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/02/holla.html' title='Holla'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-4079051398513021077</id><published>2007-02-19T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T07:24:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLO, the posts' coming fast and furious eh? Is it too hot for you guys to handle? haha. Alright, I was entertaining myself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FLIES and it seems so yesterday that I was in primary 3. Come next week, I'll be in year 3. FREAKING fast. I guess I seriously need a break from everything. Things are moving too fast and I absolutely can't catch up with it. Its chinese new year and I don't seem to be in the festive mood. I wasn't in that mood during christmas and new year either. Guess I'm too old already, had too much celebrations of those till it became a formality. It has been raining these few days too. It was raining yesterday and it was raining this day, yesteryear too. Perhaps the rain dampened the mood? I reckoned that it was probably an excuse for everything I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams' over and I don't seem to be particularly excited over it. No idea why I felt that way too and I suddenly wished that I'm a child now. No worries, no stress, no problems, more sleep, more rest, more play and more time for everything. It was such a headache to be a grown up. It's tough to behave as one too. Worst still, there are people who're 18 but behave like 8 year olds. When will they wake their immature minds up? Guess these are the signs depicting that I'm nearing to my adulthood. It's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, happy chinese new year to everyone, may you guys have a wonderful pig year ahead =) I only have one wish for this piggy year, which is to have more wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-4079051398513021077?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4079051398513021077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=4079051398513021077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4079051398513021077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4079051398513021077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/02/3rd-post.html' title='3rd post'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-4625010230542517841</id><published>2007-02-18T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T14:20:39.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG TIME NO SEE 2</title><content type='html'>Yo people, fret not, you're not seeing things. This is not a double post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is especially dedicated to KERUI and her birthday. Why? Cause she made us walk for about 1 1/2hrs en-route to her bbq pit at east coast park, haha. Well, we can't blame her actually, I guess she doesn't know her pit was all the way at the back. And since it's her birthday that day, we forgive her. KERUI, SEE THIS! YOU WON'T BE SO LUCKY THE NEXT TIME! haha.. just kidding, don't ask your truckloads of suitors to kill me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the interesting walking spree, we had a fun time celebrating her birthday there. Kerui's dog, Javier, was so damn huge and muscular. Certainly a candidate for Dog Hunt 2007, haha. What's more, Yew song had a dreadful time handling Javier, haha. He claimed that he could command him but it seems more like the Javier was merely entertaining him. Then came the main event of the night ( according to me only ), jokes telling time. Had a bet with kerui to see who can make everyone laugh with our jokes but even before the competition, I guess it's obvious who's the winner =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's her birthday that day, I still have to say that she's very biased =X She only took photos with her MI friends and she've totally forgotten us! How could you... Luckily she said something nice after her party, otherwise I won't forgive you! haha. Alright, that's all folks. Have a nice day ahead peeps! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-4625010230542517841?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4625010230542517841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=4625010230542517841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4625010230542517841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/4625010230542517841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time-no-see-2.html' title='LONG TIME NO SEE 2'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-207455433825048259</id><published>2007-02-18T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:50:44.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Yo people, look at the date inbetween posts! haha.. It has been quite sometime since I've typed something here eh.. As promised, here's the part 2 to the sequel : How sucky can Kim Soon's life get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know where shall I start.. Went to the zoo last month with my sec sch classmates and guess what, I'm early =) I even saw kerui waiting ALONE at the platform, poor thing. Luckily I reached EARLY, otherwise she would have a torrid time waiting for the rest of them to arrive. Next, we went to have breakfast first before settling off to the zoo. While we discussing what to order, a girl came and asked for some donations and #@^%$@$%#%$ all of them ran away! Poor me, I have to entertain the girl and made some donations =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a lot of animals at the zoo ( duh, what else do I expect there? ) but there wasn't enough time to see all and we ended up missing some of the animals =( Shall go again soon to see all of them. Nevertheless, the trip was fun-filled ( of course, I was there! ). Shall have more outings the next time ya? AKILA ( if you guys still remembered this )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-207455433825048259?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/207455433825048259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=207455433825048259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/207455433825048259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/207455433825048259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-6667538990186276352</id><published>2007-02-05T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:15:39.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>It has been a long long long time since I last posted.. haha.. was very very very busy these few weeks with exams, projects and erm, all things I did. And ya, was fucking sick these few days. Almost woke up everyday with an fucking ached body. What the hell was going on with my body!! Now I'm down with a cough, a bad one I guess. Perhaps my day was too packed. 24 hours' never going to be enough for me. I need more time, more sleep, more play, more studies, more money, more friends, more this and more that.... It seems like I won't be contented with what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I guess I've plenty to make up for the absence.. don't even know where should I start. Maybe I'll elaborate more during my next post. Please stay tuned for part 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-6667538990186276352?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6667538990186276352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=6667538990186276352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6667538990186276352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/6667538990186276352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-116922453265595025</id><published>2007-01-20T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T09:24:39.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tertiary fling</title><content type='html'>I noticed a trend in my blogging sequence. It seems like I blog once every 5 days, haha. However, in reality, I blog whenever I'm free and when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night : Tertiary Fling IV. Got in quite early but as the night wears on, the crowd started to come in. Then there was an instant that a couple was so indulged in carassing each other that we were practically being squeezed onto the ledge, can't even dance much =( However, things got better at about 3.30am as the crowd had slowly dissipated. THEN IT'S TIME TO ROCK THE CLUB! Though the songs are pretty much the same every time I visited MOS, these are still the songs that got us going. Clubbing wouldn't be that great without those songs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: woke up late for school's open house duty, worst still, caught in a traffic jam en route to school. It was quite interesting interacting with those secondary students. It seems like the younger generation now are getting more and more crappier. After the open house was gym-ming again. After our workout, we (sicheng and I) were in the toilet changing. Then suddenly there was a really foul smell. I CAN BET THAT THE SMELL WAS SO DAMN HORRIBLE THAT I ALMOST PUKED. At first I thought it was sicheng who farted. Then I asked out loud: Oi, ni fang pi ah? LOL. Then he pointed to the cubicles and said someone else was doing business, then I was like, T_T. It's not like my shit smells nice, but that pungent stench was really stupefyingly horrendous. Haha. Alright folks, that's all for today =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-116922453265595025?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/116922453265595025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=116922453265595025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116922453265595025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116922453265595025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/01/tertiary-fling.html' title='Tertiary fling'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-116870229793677717</id><published>2007-01-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T06:55:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated post</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to blog on wednesday but I dragged and dragged till today.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it seems that I've made a grave mistake by mentioning my zhong shi blog mi. haha. Now everyone seems to go against me! One said I look like a girl (probably cause I've a fair complexion HAHAHA), one said the tail of my hair look like pussy hair (I didn't know your pussy hair colour was so hot! LOL), one said her bf look better than me (which no one agrees =X) and even my pillow was making fun of me! I woke up today with a sprained neck! ARGH~ Hopefully I'll be able to work tomorrow, I'm broke now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted to blog on wednesday was something to do with individual gifts (courtesy to Yupin for this inspiration =) ) Yupin said that everyone has their own little but influencial gift, waiting for us to exploit and develop it. This's one which I couldn't agree more on. However, I can't really think of something which I'm really good or gifted at. I seemed to suck at everything I do. So far everything I did doesn't seem to go smoothly, when will my luck change for the better? It's not that I'm a damn fucking pessimist but I do really wish that things could only get better since I'm on such a lousy streak currently. Hopefully 2007 would be the telling year for me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-116870229793677717?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/116870229793677717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=116870229793677717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116870229793677717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116870229793677717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/01/belated-post.html' title='Belated post'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-116827657800821526</id><published>2007-01-09T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:16:18.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite some time since I last blogged</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... it has been quite awhile since I blogged eh. I apologise to my zhong shi blog mi (faithful blog fans) for not blogging the past few days. Was quite busy and I haven't had a decent sleep since ages ago and I thoroughly can't recall when was it that I really slept at night and woke up in the morning. My sleep cycle was totally screwed up and this I supposed was the root of the relentless nights of insomnia I'm experiencing. SKIPPED lectures again but I can't really help it. My mind was pertinaciously full of thoughts which I have absolutely no idea what was really going on in my head. Finally fell asleep at about 5am and I was supposed to wake up at 6am to prepare for school? Argh, so that explains why I skipped lectures once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, while we (sicheng,minghui and I) were on our way to the bus stop, I told them that in the past I used to forget to bring my bag when I'm going to school. Then as we were leaving Sicheng's house, I FORGOT to bring my bag out of his house. It was like HAHAHA.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now finally this's the part that sparked me into keying in this entry. Was chatting with kerui and I mentioned about living a life without regrets. How great, a life without regrets.. I believe everyone makes mistakes, but the problem is whether we learn anything from it. For years, I've been doing things I've always wanted to do, right or wrong, fun-filled or full of angst, planned or impromptu.. I tried to live a life without regrets.  I believed that all things happen, happens for a reason. So why dwell and mull over things which had already taken place? Let's move on with life ya? Life's like a lit firecracker, full of vigor but what's gone, is gone. Even the leftovers are always in pieces, they could never be a piece again. That's my perspective of what life should be, what's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-116827657800821526?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/116827657800821526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=116827657800821526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116827657800821526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116827657800821526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/01/quite-some-time-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Quite some time since I last blogged'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-116784981392229974</id><published>2007-01-04T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:43:33.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not a bad day I would say, except for the school part. Woke up at 12pm, supposed to have lessons at 11am. Argh, I'm even skipping the first lesson of the new year but thank god, NOT SKIPPING CLASSES isn't one of my new year's resolutions =) Got back my papers and I failed the fucking maths paper. Not that I expected to pass anyway, but I just hate the feeling of failing. I've been a failure throughout the 18 years of my life, let's hope 2007 would be the changing point yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was pretty much the usual routine, off to gym with Team HGB (sicheng and minghui). However, something cruel happened! The bloody lift in Sicheng's block tried to crush me alive! The doors of the lift are supposed to have sensors but bloody hell, they tried create a pancake out of me. Luckily for the frequent gym sessions, I showed 'em what TAN KIM SOON is made of. Heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was chatting on msn after I got home ( after I bathed of course! ). Jin hua asked me to help her with the editing with her formal letter and I almost vomitted blood when I saw the first sentence of the letter. WHAT happened to my masterpiece?! hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Yong xun (old time school mate, dating alllllll the way back to the kindergarden days =) ) showed me a freaking funny picture of another old school friend nicknamed CIU CIU CIU. HAHA. Well, that was quite an old pic and we had fun reminiscing the past. He showed me the pics he took with his ex and we chatted about those wonderful memories we had with our exs. Hmmm, I then thought to myself, my previous relationship was quite a long one and why the hell do I have such a pathetic number of pics? Memories aren't complete without pictures... Sorry ya.. I've always refused to take pictures, neoprints or whatever the latest gadgets found in Pretty In Tokyo. I guessed I have freaking low self esteem and confidence. I've been carrying the thought that I'm damn ugly ( not that I look good anyway ) and thus I guess this explains the miserable number of pictures we took together. I know whatever I say wouldn't be of much use, but I would really like to apologise for not providing you with the sort of memories that everyone would yearned for. Sorry ya, but I admit we really do had lots of fun together... I guess it's time to move on.. Year 2007!! please show me what I really want...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-116784981392229974?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/116784981392229974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=116784981392229974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116784981392229974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116784981392229974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/01/reminiscence.html' title='reminiscence'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-37049707.post-116774805907902227</id><published>2007-01-03T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:27:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year, a new post but the same old me...</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to blog quite some time ago, but I don't really have the will to do it somehow. Now here I am, my VIRGIN POST in the new year. There's nothing much I want to say about myself. I club, play soccer, go to school LATE,  hang out with friends, frequent the gym, drinks occasionally but I don't smoke and I hate liars, backstabbers and those who criticise me. I know I'm ugly, stupid, full of crap but you're no better. By criticising people, you've stooped down to my level ;) I'm quite surprised that clubbing's a big turn off for those goody goody girls ( they're supposed to be more understanding ). Why get so hysterical over guys who club? Does going to clubs means that they rob, rape or kill? Can't guys club just to groove along with the music? And if a club caters especially for guys, they would be reckoned a gay club/party. Not all guys seek cheap thrills in clubs, as far as I know, my friends and I aren't those =) Alright, so much so for clubbing, it's a new year! Lotsa resolutions but I know I can't achieve all =( Why a day only has 24 hrs? I have so much so much things to do, yet so little time to spare. Tomorrow's school again, and I totally dread going to school, maybe I just wasn't cut out for studies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37049707-116774805907902227?l=absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/feeds/116774805907902227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37049707&amp;postID=116774805907902227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116774805907902227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37049707/posts/default/116774805907902227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutelyterryfic.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-post-but-same-old-me_02.html' title='A new year, a new post but the same old me...'/><author><name>kimsoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861976220329457606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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>
