<?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-21497777</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:41:09.331+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh for Justice</title><subtitle type='html'>there's nothing worse than wearing tacky loose undies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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yolk is meant to be food for the chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to think that beating eggs with a folk was cruel. that was before i learnt that previous fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find it funny how my mum hums along to glamourous by fergie while we're in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reckon i've got a pretty good sense of humour, which comes off rude if you haven't got to know me yet. just met this chic in uni. having a random conversation about music, exams, etc. and so there was awkward silence for a while. and having already exhausted my "small talk list" (which includes fav bands, fav christmas song, subjects at uni, etc), i randomly told her she was boring and she said i was mean (in a serious way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not like to be left out of conversations. 2 friends were having a convo about footy in lecture and left me out for obvious reasons. i joined in by saying "yea, cronulla sharks were awesome" and they immediately stopped their conversation and kept quiet. apparently, it wasnt funny to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to kill flies with badminton rackets in singapore. you dont get them year round here, only in the transition between spring and summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have exams starting on wed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-3300285701295156139?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/3300285701295156139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=3300285701295156139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/3300285701295156139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/3300285701295156139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/10/i.html' title='I....'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-5911659363996699032</id><published>2008-08-11T22:30:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:58:30.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do with daylight?</title><content type='html'>im gonna make a really quick post because i feel like it, and it will be about a new friend i've made in uni and he's an international from hongkong and he came over alone and stays in homestay (a system whereby a family rents a foreign student a room for a fee and he gets to have dinner with the family every night), and what his first homestay family did was, whilst they cooked proper meals like fish and chips for their own children and themselves, they fed him green peas and corn. (which is almost like treating him as a pet horse) which was funny for a very very short while (partially because he cant stop smiling and the way he speaks make it seem like he's about to tell a joke any moment). good thing he's moved out.&lt;br /&gt;i need a job, my friend reckons i should be a pizza delivery boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-5911659363996699032?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/5911659363996699032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=5911659363996699032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/5911659363996699032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of a hurry, only to discover my wallet's gone when im stepping up the bus. it got me quite frustrated, rushing back to where i sat, suspecting this other guy who sat beside me and trying to track him down. an hour or so running from upper campus to lower campus, another hour sitting down face in hands not really knowing what to do, and then on my way home with a friend called harley when lost and found called and harley became lucky friend no. 2.&lt;br /&gt;now a third time, in uni, but this time, i had a chat with a friend in a cafe, came home, took a shower, read some economics, slept for 2 hours or so, about to head to church when the wallet decides to disappear again. got me frantically throwing stuff out of my drawers and cupboard. went to church still, and thought about going to uni the next day. waited for a day or so, still no wallet, no happy chirpy phone call, no nothing. so i tucked my moody self in bed for 3 hours and got over it there and then. exactly a week and half and hour later, which was yesterday at 4:30pm, got a call from a friend who is sitting exactly where i sat at the cafe a week ago, and her friend found my wallet under the table. but i dont remember his name, the same way i dont remember anyone's name in uni. but he sure is lucky friend no. 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite my chirpy mood, i do have to complain about something and thats my ipod. its about 2.5 years old and the battery lasts for no more than 2 to 3 hours on music with backlight turned off. should i have known, the price i paid for this supposedly iconic trendy sophisticated high tech device could have well bought me enough mp3 players (cheap ones) to last me till im old and rocking (pardon the pun).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-5531145993787645668?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-7320305338868496552</id><published>2008-06-21T15:39:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:08:47.918+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moment 1:&lt;br /&gt;i was studying in uni lib and having been on the floor for ages reading my text, i felt a little dizzy and also, i needed to pee. so i got up, and headed to the bathrooms. in the lib, the bathrooms for men are on every alternate floor, and so are the bathrooms for ladies. and so happen, i was on a floor with bathrooms which were for ladies. but i didnt realise and i rushed into the door, even noticing the unusually big ceiling to floor mirrors (which we do not get in the mens) and a ladies bag on the counter which didnt seem weird for a while. until i steped into a cubicle, about to close the door when i heard ladies talking and they were coming out of their cubicles. i was so freaked out i didnt know what to do. walking out now would cause such a scene but staying in a cubicle, what if i got caught and everyone thinks im a perv. so i hid myself all the way at the back of the cubicle and waited for everyone to leave before i made my exit. that was crazy, i was perspiring. i now memorise which floors the mens are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moment 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was somewhat told to leave a tut because a friend was saying something about the bold and the beautiful having 4 thousand episodes and i found it funny, i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;tutor (from china who's v friendly, but not exactly easy to understand): (smiling) i'll see you next week&lt;br /&gt;me: (didnt get what she said) oh, why? (as in why not now instead)&lt;br /&gt;other friend: i think she wants you to leave&lt;br /&gt;me: oh right!&lt;br /&gt;tutor: (still smiling) yes, you can go home now&lt;br /&gt;me: (smiling sheepishly) oh no, i cant, i've got a fins tutorial after and besides, i'll be having a test then&lt;br /&gt;tutor: (still smiling) ok, then you can go to that tutorial now.&lt;br /&gt;and then, this other girl whos from my fins tut as well, completely oblivious to what has been goin on, raises her hand and sed "oh, can i go too, cus im taking the same test as well". tutor's like stuff it, lets carry on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moment 3:&lt;br /&gt;i was up the escalator in a train station in the city and since it has been really cold all through out the past months, i have been wearing shoes, except this particular day which was unusually sunny and hot. so i was in thongs, and i was examining my toes when i realise that the longest toe on my right foot is the 2nd toe and the longest toe on my left foot is the 3rd one. i found that v amusing and started to laugh. then i remembered other funny events like how the train doors closed on a kid's bag and it being so crowded and all, he didnt know what to do. and then i started laughing a bit too much. which was weird, cus i was alone. so i took out my phone and acted like someone texted me a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-7320305338868496552?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/7320305338868496552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=7320305338868496552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/7320305338868496552'/><link 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(i think) manufactured goods.&lt;br /&gt;4)canto is by far the coolest dialect (im hokkien but same thing)&lt;br /&gt;5)our chics don't grow old.&lt;br /&gt;6)we get to host 08 olympics&lt;br /&gt;7)you cant beat us on price, reason for 3)&lt;br /&gt;8)you can easily identify our stores by the words "happy" or "super", and then benefit from 7)&lt;br /&gt;9)I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/SEUkQtXE8ZI/AAAAAAAAACA/ic2R2sb9FkY/s1600-h/heart+shape.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 15px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/SEUkQtXE8ZI/AAAAAAAAACA/ic2R2sb9FkY/s400/heart+shape.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207608413596742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FOBS (actually, im not, but still, they're friendly)&lt;br /&gt;10) we don't look weird using a fork and knife (in contrast to any non-asian and chopsticks)&lt;br /&gt;11) you get away with not buying a travel fare, just speak with a heavy chinese accent and say, "don't know, don't speak engrish", and smile sheepishly of course, and then (pretend to) ask for directions. jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-8329362335630732158?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/8329362335630732158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=8329362335630732158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/8329362335630732158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/8329362335630732158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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financial math do-able. furthermore, i meet kids who come along and ask me what sorta math i do in my course, and i would go "financial math" and they would whine about the sorta math they do (like complex numbers), and i would go, "did that in high school, 4 unit" and then be all smug and cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a friend's 18 last weekend, which was good fun. we had left over choc cake which nobody could finish, so a friend (with his superb cricket throwing skills) ended up chucking cake on the big glass windows of some commercial building, which was hilarious. sad we couldnt get a photo. yea, a photo of a block of cake sitting firmly in the centre of a glass window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was clearing my room today, found a lunchbox, which has leftover chicken sticks (i think) in it&lt;br /&gt;from agggesss ago and an entire fungus habitat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another: i (think i) wanna start a jazz band, just to play spiderman theme on the sax and then thats it. there has to be a trombonist, a drumer, and a trumpet player. but seeing as how im so flicker minded with these sorta things, maybe some other day, in another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and IM ON GREEN PS! which means my speed limit has now increased from 90km/hr to 100km/hr! woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-6282953394895389234?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/6282953394895389234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=6282953394895389234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/6282953394895389234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/6282953394895389234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/05/smart-boys-get-to-help-chics-do-math.html' title='smart boys (get to) help chics do math.'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-2117991665576866433</id><published>2008-04-02T19:38:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:21:20.129+10:00</updated><title type='text'>one day in retrospect, this would all be fine, and funny.</title><content type='html'>after having talked to lynn a few nights ago and feeling heaps better recounting the officially worse monday of my life to her, i just thought i might blog about it, since its therapeutic (well, in a way) and hopefully, one day, i would find my worse monday as humourous as i found her, lets call it, "pub meltdown" (sorry lynn, if this doesnt sound as neat as it should). so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mondays are my longest days (so much for being smart and cramping 8 out of my 12 contact hours a week into 1 day) and so if i dont sleep properly on sunday nights, my mondays are basically ruined, which cannot happen, because the point of going to school in the first place is to get on top of things. so i slept for what seemed like 3 hours on sunday night, and having reached central station at 8:30 (my first class starts at 9) feeling dizzy and vomitty, i needed coffee. since the bus ride to uni would take approx 20 mins, my hunt for coffee began. i bought a long black for $3 from "central station eatery or whatever" and it is important to note that wherever you are in the world, buying coffee from the same company which runs your city rail isnt exactly very wise. as anyone would have guessed, the coffee was burnt and bad. i dont know how true is this but i reckon that if coffee is too hot to be sipped from a cup after 3 minutes, its bad coffee (well because the water has been boiled to 100 degs or over and your not supposed to do that cus it burns the beans and scalds your tongue). so there's this numb patch on the tip of my tongue, which is now being replaced by an ulcer. well, the story is getting a bit long so i'll speed it up. i burnt my tongue, spit coffee on my bag. saw a gloria jeans across the road (feeling all lucky) dashed across and queued despite the ridiculously long line and bought large (again, coincidentally, not so wise) and along came my bus. but, was given the face of the palm of the bus driver, *throw hands up in the air at transport authority* and got off, gulped coffee down (it was a large, remember) feeling even more sick. waited for next bus to come. got to school by 930. went into tutorial. no extra table so squat at the back. completely ignored by tutor and left out of group work (why!?why!?why!?)again, *throw hands up in air at tutor*. by third class of the day, already shivering (from the caffine i think) and needing to take a dump (definitely from the coffee). by 2 i officially declared myself sick and so skipped the second half of acct lecture and tried to sleep on hard concrete floor (cus the sun CAN kill, and the grass is strategically positioned to be completely under it). i was feeling giddy and dizzy and my head was spinning and everyone who walked by thought im some hobo lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter side of things, i did have a nice chat with lynn on tues night and good ol' eugene did send me something hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185255852501822690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R_W6uaXi7OI/AAAAAAAAABo/rQXYSJ1GcrA/s400/germ+germ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo, i can almost hear your thunderous laughter.&lt;br /&gt;so there it is, my worse monday and somewhat not so good week of 08. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R_W3s6Xi7MI/AAAAAAAAABY/bN_ocWUtNug/s1600-h/germ+germ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dPcX-5Tmqt8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dPcX-5Tmqt8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-2117991665576866433?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-5498779843242798993</id><published>2008-03-25T22:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:01:47.279+11:00</updated><title type='text'>here's one to you, jo.</title><content type='html'>easter is over and its been the fastest 5 days. sis and mum came to syd and as always, we went through this same ritual of dinning places. and an addition to the list this easter is a picnic in the park, done the traditional way with a big mat, an ice box(close enough) beside ducks and under a tree. so that was pretty good fun.&lt;br /&gt;but before you know it, my sis is back to melb and im already trying to get through some work before my break's over. contrary to what people have been telling me (or maybe it's always been my own misconception), uni is no piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, this post was meant for you, jo and since i really have nothing to talk about (other than that my 2 favourite stand-up comedians are ellen and jerry seinfield), i'll talk about 3 random moments i can think of, where we were doing something absolutely random.&lt;br /&gt;moment 1: we were in ms phoon's chinese class, for some reason you were in 4/6 classroom and sitting beside me. we were talking while the class was doing chinese close passage. and since we weren't exactly very subtle about our conversation, ms phoon went "soo ting!".&lt;br /&gt;moment 2: we stood in front of the huge rack of havs at hereen for a good long while deciding which havs were best and then later, walking away without making a purchase.&lt;br /&gt;moment 3: when i lost my bro's ipod at starbucks and i became so lucky having found it, i even rubbed off some luck on you.&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, a dedication post if you must call it that.&lt;br /&gt;happy belated easter, bunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-6354914275712261498</id><published>2008-03-09T16:19:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:31:59.325+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe im 18 as in 18 and not just turned 18 already and another year my teenage-hood would be over. how very freaky. then im gonna grow old, keep a beard, wear brown ironed pants, wake up at 6 just to get coffee and read the papers, nag at my kids, have the same watch for 20 years, wear clip-on sunglasses, walk slower than usual, have 2 handkerchiefs, one in my breast pocket and another in my pants, wear brown hush puppies slip ons...very disturbing. these are just observations of older people these days.&lt;br /&gt;i had a big arguement with my dad last night and decided to take a breather. after walking right through a spider web and doing something like a mad dance to make sure the spider wasnt on me, i then realised the cold, and regretted not taking a jumper along. so i started to brisk walk but my legs were tired as it is, i did an evening run. on the way out i managed to grab my ipod, phone and wallet, which was a very silly thing to do because then if someone were to rob me, im done losing the utter essentials of a teenager's life. my anger soon wore out and i began feeling tired. by then, i've already made my way some half a mile out of the suburb onto a narrow centre island strip along the pacific highway having 2 friends on their way to meet me for protection and so i wouldn't be too bored. i bypassed mobil and bought a redbull cus they didnt sell booze and even if they did, i didnt want to go home (which i would eventually have to) smelling like that. meeting 2 friends in the middle of the night was probably the most fun thing. we sat along the pac highway watching groups of mitsubishi evos subtly making their way to drag races held most probably in the western suburbs. and furthermore, both of them were hyper for some odd reason and so that for once, i could be quiet while they did and say stupid things, something we're very fond of. after a short while i called my dad and he came to pick me up and then everything was fine again. sometimes, i wonder why we bother having fights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-6354914275712261498?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/6354914275712261498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=6354914275712261498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/6354914275712261498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/6354914275712261498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-believe-im-18-already-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-5442892522347911399</id><published>2008-03-01T19:27:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:54:38.875+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate to break the surprise. like downloading an entire music album from maroon5 or brendan benson, and then pick out songs i like, put it on repeat and get sick of it after 2 days. then later hear it on 2day fm in myer 3 months down, when i've already danced to the song an entire week, memorized the lyrics, sing it to bed a million times, and then try to forget it cus it became annoying and wonder, why do they play old songs and then get annoyed. but i cant help it, i just need to hear new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and a second thing, i dont understand why australians love rogue traders and kylie minogue. maybe its because they're both from australia. i personally find their songs a bit no sense. but they play it so often over here, i find myself subconsciously bobbing my head to  "wow" or "i never liked you" whilst driving and then only realize after the next song comes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-5442892522347911399?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-7550034419370771487</id><published>2008-02-23T16:08:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:17:23.421+11:00</updated><title type='text'>who could forget...</title><content type='html'>the secondary 3 (or 2) end of year camp. thinking back, i reckon it wasn't so much (or even at all) of the "bonding" and "getting to know everyone in your year" as the teachers would like to put it, it was more for the sadistic pleasure of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; dept. and ever since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; (the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; guy) came, it was only then that we did more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;-related stuff like getting fit by playing soccer, or running or weight training, etc, than running to and fro from the field back to the fall-in area 15 times just because someone forgot to bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; shorts.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, it was mandatory, so that no one could escape, not even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt;. because not going would mean not getting on to the next school year. who would risk that right? and then there was this long list of things that we were required to bring and on it were the most ridiculous things like "tin foil" and camping equipment. the first and foremost reason we go to school is to study, and participating too much in overly active &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ccas&lt;/span&gt; like band and choir usually result in reprimanding from teachers and a bad comment in our portfolio like "so and so should spend less time in _____ and more time studying". and then along comes some silly camp which is compulsory. there was this thorough check to make sure we brought everything. so we were asked to pack and unpack our bags like 50 times while the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; teachers look smug and then yell at us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cus&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; repack everything in 30 seconds. and could you blame us if say we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have some random green rope soldiers use to set up tents with? well, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; teachers thought we were usual campers, exploring the flora and fauna of what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;timah&lt;/span&gt; hill? why in the world would we have green rope?&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this particular incident i have to mention. we were doing tight rope walking (is that what you call it) and having finished whatever i was supposed to do, i made my way down the 20m high column (still trembling because i was 15 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still afraid of heights) and then, summoning me from no where is (lets call her..) R . so R comes up to me and says something like "the reason why you're not walking properly is because your pants are baggy and if you were to take off your harness, your pants would fall right off" and so i took off my harness, and my pants fell to the ground and exposed my briefs and i blushed and she was right. erm, no, not really. i took off my harness and my pants was still sitting comfortably (wherever it was) and i told her (very nicely), "no its not gonna fall off". and guess what, she snaps back and raises her voice, giving me some half an hour lecture about my attitude and how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; some rebellious kid, all for wearing my pants too low for her liking. whats that?!&lt;br /&gt;so occurring throughout the camp were all these dumb punishments (like putting back on your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;canoeing&lt;/span&gt; attire after showering and running around in the muddy field doing push-ups) for no good or apparent reason. i mean, after all, who would dare to question? doing so simply means your a defiant kid. talk about nurturing creative compassionate caring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wealthians&lt;/span&gt;( i could have made a better version of that poem using a thesaurus).&lt;br /&gt;and the classic case of stupidity is when someone left their comb in one of the cabins. 1 comb. 1 small pathetic harmless comb. you'd think they give it a rest since its time to go home anyway, we sit on wet concrete hearing the rants and injustice the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; teachers faced having to put up with camping down in some mosquito infested ground with an entire year. bearing in mind that they slept on proper beds in air-conditioned rooms eating take away from deli &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt; or something whilst we slept in wooden bunks out in the heat of the night waking up to push-ups and canned food. they yelled and yelled, took turns at it so it goes on for like 3 hours, and then yell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;somemore&lt;/span&gt;. because i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, someone forgot their comb and was clearly smart enough not to claim it.&lt;br /&gt;so to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; teachers, who have put up with all the stress and pressure throughout the few days, that was the worst camp ever and all the more a good reason not to keep having one every year. we could have done more constructive stuff with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; teacher in half an hour than anything that was accomplished over the 3 days. it was a waste of our time and i never knew being a subordinate of Dorothy would cause you so much frustration and anger, you'd have to take it out on us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-7550034419370771487?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/7550034419370771487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=7550034419370771487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/7550034419370771487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/7550034419370771487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-could-forget.html' title='who could forget...'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-4442510023270500258</id><published>2008-02-20T23:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:40:22.093+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a penny for my thought</title><content type='html'>this morning around 5ish after getting up to pee and then tucking myself back into bed, i was thinking, "... it's not rocket science" has got to be the most overused phrase. i can almost imagine everyone saying it. and it gets annoying because, well, its overused. so i sort of started thinking of alternatives and all i can come up with is "you dont have to go to harvard to know this" (or maybe i heard it somewhere i cant remember) and then it got me wondering, why "rocket science"? couldn't it be "quantum physics" or "conics", besides, dont you think they both sound more complex then "rocket science"? hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-4442510023270500258?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/4442510023270500258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=4442510023270500258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/4442510023270500258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/4442510023270500258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/02/penny-for-my-thought.html' title='a penny for my thought'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-1206376583171178489</id><published>2008-02-02T22:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:40:38.248+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2 feb 08</title><content type='html'>i saw this on TIME, it's hilarious. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R6RWQwyNr6I/AAAAAAAAABI/kKANb1OsCfg/s1600-h/TIME+PIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R6RWiAyNr7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeWWQ12IQMI/s1600-h/TIME+PIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162346215199584178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R6RWiAyNr7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeWWQ12IQMI/s320/TIME+PIC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;lol, don't you think so? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-1206376583171178489?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/1206376583171178489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=1206376583171178489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/1206376583171178489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/1206376583171178489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2008/02/2-feb-08.html' title='2 feb 08'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R6RWiAyNr7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/SeWWQ12IQMI/s72-c/TIME+PIC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-2551641950063968291</id><published>2008-01-10T12:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:33:25.704+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you're on the right track when random things just keep happening.</title><content type='html'>I am currently unemployed. It was nice working at DJs with a few random things happening at work and on my way home such as coming across hossan leong at a cologne booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he was wearing black glasses then so thats drawn on for him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R4V1n0HNs_I/AAAAAAAAABA/RbQTlLkVpa8/s1600-h/turqoise+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As well as a girl with turquoise-coloured hair on the bus (it wasn't a real life troll doll, that would have been freaky). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/R4V1nkHNs9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/R5dubC-jXTs/s1600-h/SCAM+EMAIL.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and very recently, an email from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;some charity organisation&lt;/span&gt; offering me a job as charity manager (nice position indeed and from unemployed to manager!) and 1.5k per month for doing clerk work part-time. uhm, yeah right. and the sender had a really random email add too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i do hope gloria jeans hire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21497777-2551641950063968291?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/2551641950063968291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=2551641950063968291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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was someone taking the shift 6 - 10 cancelled their shift and i had to double up which meant more cash; the unlucky bit was that standing up for 7 hours was not only boring, my legs were aching.&lt;br /&gt;reaching town hall station at about 2:35, the lucky bit was i saw nat ; the unlucky bit was that she was walking in the opposite direction on the opposite side of a glass barrier and so i didnt get to talk to her. an annoying friend of mine would always remind me that her name is my surname spelt backwards, so that would mean that fate would one day allow our paths to cross. lol.&lt;br /&gt;at around ten past 10, the trains up to north shore had trackworks till 1:30am. so a bus catered for north shore chumps was arranged and i had to walk to a busstop nearby which was so fully packed, so was the bus when it came. i thought for a moment that it would be quite unlucky for me to be standing again for the bus ride, however, the lucky bit was that i was the last person to get a decent seat on the bus. oh how lucky was that.&lt;br /&gt;the unlucky bit was that the train line had to be having trackworks again (which happens very often in Syd), however, the lucky bit was that i reached home earlier than expected.&lt;br /&gt;so that was my lucky unlucky day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-8589374055220555724?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/8589374055220555724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=8589374055220555724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/8589374055220555724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/8589374055220555724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2007/12/lucky-unlucky-day.html' title='lucky unlucky day'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-4487298302496748017</id><published>2007-12-08T13:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:15:11.332+11:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Dec 2007</title><content type='html'>some friendships are indeed worth their weight in gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-4487298302496748017?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-2330284882506474531</id><published>2007-09-17T18:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:34:41.291+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hot chics get their way around silly guys.</title><content type='html'>its a month till the end of high school, and i wouldn't know why im blogging cus no one in Syd keep blogs, let alone read blogs, and it seems i've pretty much lost touch with most of my friends in Sg. so to the few who still come around, hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think uni's gonna be fun, its something im looking forward to and im thinking about getting a beagle after exams and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friend and i were queuing up at the canteen and before us were 2 yr9 chics (in junior uniform). since it was a line only for seniors, my friend leaned forward and pointed to the sign which said "seniors only". the 2 of 'em turned around and smile. they were pretty (i shall not use the terms we use in school) and so we kindof smiled back, not that we wouldn't have if they werent pretty. then one of them reached her hand forward and caressed my friend's trimmed beard and said, "we're seniors". she turned to me and ask, "are you my bearded friend too?". my friend and i were kindda speechless so we didnt say anything but let them queue up anyway. (there was nothing sexual about the moment if it did seem so). is it masculinity, letting chics get their way, not just on small trivia issues like canteen lines but on a general level, or is it just silliness? &lt;div&gt;a smug shot at some restaurant which sells really awesome pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/21497777-2330284882506474531?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/2330284882506474531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-1008263650010506092</id><published>2007-08-29T17:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:27:07.445+10:00</updated><title type='text'>how good is it?</title><content type='html'>i was getting pist off at blogs not being updated, only realizing that i myself haven't been updating, so here goes a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how good is it?&lt;br /&gt;#1. that high school's ending soon and life would be a blast at uni cus it always is,&lt;br /&gt;#2. that i've already got my Ps and though you don't like to hear it, i love saying it,&lt;br /&gt;#3. that im actually starting to play basketball with my friend after school, knowing how i havent played the game since primary 6,&lt;br /&gt;#4. to have a friend getting all the lastest movie for me onto my computer. yep he's asian, and apparently, he's quite proud of his ability to obtain movies without paying,&lt;br /&gt;#5. that spring is here and all the birds are chirping and asking my dad for food,&lt;br /&gt;#6. that i finally updated my blog, now you should too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how good is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-1008263650010506092?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/1008263650010506092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=1008263650010506092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/1008263650010506092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/1008263650010506092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-good-is-it.html' title='how good is it?'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-2935824558726111101</id><published>2007-08-05T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:49:13.891+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm actually busy with maths.</title><content type='html'>xiner, i don't know why school's not happening for you, but i know there's a girl in my school who looks a bit like you. random i know, but hey, for all you know, both of you might be twins!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas as in kaur? it must be cus no one calls me as sexily (is there sucha word) as you do. i'm having exams now. and besides, who reads my blog?lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo, its spice girls! and ticks are like $200+! i don't even like them that much to start with. and gigs are normally 80? for like AAR. tell me you'll win tickets and pray i'll get into nsw cus i might actually move if i dont. my parents are actually considering down under with lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if by fabgorgeous you mean lynn, then im talking to you. i so wanna get a holden too, but the one i want (holden astra coupe) is made in Belgium, apparently, Belgium-made cars ain't that good. that's if my parents are gonna get me and my bro a car each to start with, cus 3 cars in the garage don't make sense, but who knows, they might. and according to my bro, tigra doesn't have a very good build and is underpowered. so you might wanna consider this as well, its gonna come out soon... my bro sed it might be a better choice: &lt;a href="http://www.peugeot.com.au/PEUGEOT/AU/me.get?site.sectionshow&amp;FFFF2301"&gt;http://www.peugeot.com.au/PEUGEOT/AU/me.get?site.sectionshow&amp;amp;FFFF2301&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet eh? and yes, i've gotten my Ps already, how very exciting that after high school, we're driving, tho i still doubt my dad trust me behind the wheel. and yea, apparently, melb is more strict than in Syd, and over here, P-platers get suspended if caught speeding, how crap is that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-2935824558726111101?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/2935824558726111101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=2935824558726111101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/2935824558726111101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/2935824558726111101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2007/08/jas-as-in-kaur-it-must-be-cus-no-one.html' title='i&apos;m actually busy with maths.'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-5845677594478916948</id><published>2007-04-27T23:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:54:05.541+10:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/RjH96a1VU9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E-1l9uPWIig/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058103036591035346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/RjH96a1VU9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E-1l9uPWIig/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something awesome i would encourage you to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuabITeO4l8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuabITeO4l8&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-5845677594478916948?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/5845677594478916948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=5845677594478916948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/5845677594478916948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/5845677594478916948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2007/04/untitled.html' title='untitled.'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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://bp1.blogger.com/_ovxyCiuq4zg/RjH96a1VU9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E-1l9uPWIig/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-117056252708075826</id><published>2007-02-04T15:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:07:18.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>its a fact...</title><content type='html'>im gonna blog a quickie cus i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that most malaysians don't like me, a supposed singaporean. a random number generator would give me 66.67%, 2 out of every 3 malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that kids @ 8 in rwanda(i think) in africa are involved in genocides and massacres. they use actual weapons such as guns and parangs? to kill and destroy fellow kids &amp; anyone else really.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that watermelons belong to the "berry" family, mother nature doesn't discriminate based on size.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that while im somewhat amidst the busy schedule of mundane life, i've a sudden interest to read books.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that some friends come and some friends go, and its something we've all got to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that im sick of all the songs in my ipod &amp;amp; i cant find anything on limewire, its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that i did this post in 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some facts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-117056252708075826?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/117056252708075826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=117056252708075826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/117056252708075826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/117056252708075826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-fact.html' title='its a fact...'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-116462521768802520</id><published>2006-11-27T21:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:09:41.990+11:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling trashy?</title><content type='html'>In tribute to Bunny; a possom snooping outside my window, wishing you an awesome-possom year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6218/2004/1600/659138/PICT0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6218/2004/320/528225/PICT0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6218/2004/1600/659138/PICT0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who are feeling as trashy as i am like my trash bin, take a little walk, have a little breather, and for all you know, you might run into a possom, who'll make your life awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6218/2004/1600/401998/PICT0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6218/2004/320/245451/PICT0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three nights ago, i dreamt i killed someone, buried him in my backyard, and used his ears for my physics project, and my physics teacher was so impressed, he commended me on my good work. i was filled with so much guilt, waking up was such a relief. now i know the guilt of having killed someone without actually doing so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116462521768802520?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116462521768802520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116462521768802520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116462521768802520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116462521768802520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/11/feeling-trashy.html' title='feeling trashy?'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-116331830052680668</id><published>2006-11-12T18:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T16:01:36.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the korean barber &amp; and i still love a.j</title><content type='html'>i've got quite a few korean friends, but i never really knew they were THAT friendly till i went to a korean barber last sat.&lt;br /&gt;so three things that made me conclude koreans are the friendliest bunch of people: #1/they greeted me when i entered their shop(made me feel very welcomed) #2/they kept smiling, when i left and #3/all the barbers turned and said bye in korean or something.&lt;br /&gt;i still like a.j although she has been long kicked out of antm. i've heard enough about tyra from bunny to not like her.&lt;br /&gt;had english test today, and its gonna count towards my HSC, 5% i think, and it is the hardest english paper i've ever done in my life. well, @ least its over.&lt;br /&gt;winks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116331830052680668?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116331830052680668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116331830052680668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116331830052680668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116331830052680668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/11/korean-barber-and-i-still-love-aj.html' title='the korean barber &amp; and i still love a.j'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-116316098818625284</id><published>2006-11-10T23:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:16:28.223+11:00</updated><title type='text'>something i need to address, birthdays.</title><content type='html'>i would like to apologise if i have forgotten your birthday, "your" meaning the close friends. i remembered some, and i forgot some(or the rest actually), but do not take it personally that i chose to forget or not remember, cos it simply isn't so. and the only bad excuse i can make up @ the moment is that im a guy, i don't keep lovely diaries and butterfly calendars, i've been wanting to write everyone's birthday down on a fixed calendar, but they keep disappearing after a week or so. and so, to people like jongling, bunny, cindy, hak, jon, gene etcs, do forgive me if you haven't heard from me on your lovely day. you know what cool friends you guys are, and if it weren't for your birthday, it would be probably be one awesome friend less for me. so yea, we'll celebrate it when im back! just do remind me. sounds good? so yep, have an amazing year ahead folks, and i'll be back! :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday cindy :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116316098818625284?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116316098818625284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116316098818625284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116316098818625284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116316098818625284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-i-need-to-address-birthdays.html' title='something i need to address, birthdays.'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-116175861303805282</id><published>2006-10-25T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:42:30.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so you've found me &amp; 3 random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>#1. i hate sport on thursday, cos i suck so badly at volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. girls ARE complicated, some at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. i accidentally told my maths teacher that the only reason why i wanna remain in his maths class is that i can reach half an hour later for morning classes; i cant do that in any other maths teacher's class. Now, he aint very happy, &amp;amp; i'm gonna get transferred to someone else's class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116175861303805282?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116175861303805282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116175861303805282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116175861303805282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116175861303805282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-youve-found-me-3-random-thoughts.html' title='so you&apos;ve found me &amp; 3 random thoughts...'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-116141087219483668</id><published>2006-10-21T15:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T16:11:51.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yr11social...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;den1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-me%26den1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me(my mohawk) and my date, denise. but since it was so informal, we dropped the idea. a lil glimpse of darling harbour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;amp;alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-me%26alice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alice &amp;amp; me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;emo%20gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-me%26emo%20gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phil me and jeremy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;avril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-me%26avril.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;avril, dressed up as a playboy mansion girl.....and sandi @ the back as a cowgirl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;amp;sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-me%26sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-me&amp;sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; sam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/F11-gang%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/F11-gang%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minimike, me and big mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to find more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116141087219483668?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116141087219483668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116141087219483668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116141087219483668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116141087219483668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/10/yr11social.html' title='yr11social...'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-116123931851900127</id><published>2006-10-19T16:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:31:28.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick so sick</title><content type='html'>i had my school formal last night. it was called the social, and the theme was "stereotypes".&lt;br /&gt;thank God i didn't wear the coat and black pants, cos noone was formal. there were lots of cool costumes tho. a few girls were dressed as playboy girls (imagine bunny ears, some net thing on their legs, short skirts, and a top which looks something like a bra), there were angels, a cowgirl, magicians, pizza man, delivery man, some haunted undead, a sexy firewoman sqad, jack sparrow, rocky, r&amp;b blink blink chic, punkdude, etc etc. so it was pretty awesome. music was thumping into everyones ears for 4 hours and we were all dancing almost non-stop. we were half-deaf when we walked out @ midnight along darling harbour. i reached home @ quarter to 2. now, im feeling tired. and all i wanna do is just study and forget about everything else. i aint that looking forward to going back to Singapore now and i'm too tired to do any social thing. i love the fact that i'm a year12 now, but i hate the feeling that i have to start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;its probably just an afterparty feeling. i'll get over it soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll upload photos when i get 'em.&lt;br /&gt;have i told you guys that i like the pussycat dolls? their music that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-21497777.post-116080772345894893</id><published>2006-10-14T16:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:38:15.600+10:00</updated><title type='text'>spring like summer</title><content type='html'>its oct15, thats the 2nd months of spring, and yet, its hot like its well into summer. and i don't really care what the weather forecast says, cos it feels like 40degs. and air-cons ain't installed in my house yet, who knew spring would get that hot?&lt;br /&gt;and while the house's getting all heated up like a furnace, my dad suggested we go swim. so this is the second time i've used the pool, and the deck for a tan after dipping. now that im back in the hse, im starting to get sweaty again.&lt;br /&gt;over lunch, my bro was telling me how 10 months ago, in jan, summer temperatures hit 44degs and it was so hot, people were fainting at Bondi, ambulances were stationed to take unconscious people to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, have a lovely spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-116080772345894893?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/116080772345894893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=116080772345894893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116080772345894893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/116080772345894893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/10/spring-like-summer.html' title='spring like summer'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115876242127916768</id><published>2006-09-21T00:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:13:36.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dodgey thief</title><content type='html'>its amidst exams now, or actually, somewhat nearing to the end of exams... and no, i have not been studying. seriously. thats what happen when you get disconnected from geeks gang, and start hanging out with chumps who couldn't be bothered to study; or to study hard at least. for the past week, all i have been doing after papers, was buming around school, shops, and people's houses, despite still having papers left. that is something to me, becos no, im not the fulltime mugger hu spends every last min available to study, but neither &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; i ever one who took finals lightly. so yea.... thinking back, and reflecting how productive i was over the last couple of days, it makes me feel a teewee bit kindda useless, but somehow, im still feeling good and going.&lt;br /&gt;had my friends over todae... and they cooked maggiemee, and we studied for like halfanhour?, and we spent the rest of the time playing... i have 3 papers left, 3umaths on mon, and chem&amp;phys pract on wed... so i'll have to study more... i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends were just telling me how "interviewers" like to call and find out if anyone's @ home so they can break in... and coincidentally, some random interviewer called just now after my friends left, and this was how the conversation went... i was alone at home btw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hey, we are doing a survey on holiday resorts, and this would take only 40 seconds of your time? ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhm... ok(there's lots of interviewers like these around, and i was pretty reluctant. 1 becos its a waste of my time and 2, dogey interviewer may be a kidnapper/robber/rapist...but din quite know y i agreed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ok, when was the last time you had a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; december last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was it in a resort, apartment or hotel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (??????whats the difference????) uhm, a resort... (lying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where would your dream place for a holiday be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; erm... US... (yearight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so who would you bring along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;metheliar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your wife and kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;metheliar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (clears throat and lowers voice)uhm...yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; may i know you and your wife's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pause for split sec).... uhm, andrew...and mayn...(the 1st word which came to my mind was mayne, **charmayne)... uhm... may...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok, are you the household of this house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;metheliar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (this may be the part where they trick and later, rob me) yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok, may i know your occupation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (oh shit, what do i say?) erm, i work in a clinic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh, what do you work as....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; erm, im a dentist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh and your wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2 seconds pause... she works part time in a convenience store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok, may i know your age range, is it between 27 and 45?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and is your averge annual income above or below $50k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhm... over.... (im a dentist right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random-indian-interviewer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok, thank you very much, we will enter your details in a lucky draw and call you back to inform you if you have won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna ask my dad to install high-tech security alarms before we leave for Sg at the end of the year... she probably has a gang of robbers, thinking that i work in a dentist and earn more than 50k, would be going on a holiday in december(like last year)... my house would be a good catch.... sooooo dodgey.... &lt;em&gt;or am i just overly paranoid??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/DSC00122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in our friend's house playing ps2 yest.. its singstar...lol.... like karaoke.... but just that it has a point system... niwaes, gonna sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115876242127916768?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115876242127916768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115876242127916768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115876242127916768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115876242127916768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/09/dodgey-thief.html' title='dodgey thief'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115752542803459061</id><published>2006-09-06T16:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:01:22.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jet</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/jet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;exams start next wednesday, so im hopping off to study soon, that i may pwn the world! im so asian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jet rocks my sock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dave_ lol....kk....erm, she's not hot, but she's cool :)&lt;br /&gt;*xiner_ure welcome... no, in fact, Aust is getting too hot, and its only spring, study hard :) reply me only when you're free... im cool..&lt;br /&gt;*jong_yea, a date, exams, and going back soon! haven't heard from you for a while... but see u soon aniwaes:)&lt;br /&gt;*fangling_ *BIG SMILE to fangling...heh... i just realize you guys are having promos real soon, gee, thats fast... study hard, so we can go play everyday when im back in Sg :)&lt;br /&gt;*Hak_:)i miss ross, after having watched her vid for like what?7 times already... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life's too short to be caring about what everyone else is thinking."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115752542803459061?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115752542803459061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115752542803459061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115752542803459061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115752542803459061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/09/jet.html' title='Jet'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115718523297460441</id><published>2006-09-02T17:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:13:47.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there's a disease you can get for sleeping too much, i think i gonna get it soon....slept @ 2 this morning, after watching a few episodes of oc, woke up @ 11, slept at 3 in the afternoon again, and woke up at 5... &amp; my exams are in what? 1 &amp;amp; a half weeks time...&lt;br /&gt;niwaes... im happy for bunny, cos she's probably in New Jersey now, doing all the shopping to get herself "in debt for the rest of her life", as she puts it. so yea, happy shopping bunny...&lt;br /&gt;right... i was talking to my persian friend a few days ago...and yea... she told me a couple of stuff after a shared with her the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; view of what seems to be going wrong with the middle eastern countries... and yea, i realize, that we shouldn't be placing a judgement on middle eastern people(which we all so undeniably do)... because we don't quite know whats really going on, and being racist or simply passing unnecessary comments, ain't gonna do anything to help... yea...and another reason for liking my school (other than the sun-bathing-oval and the few awesome teachers), is its diversity. In my school, there's like people from all over the world, seriously... its cool when you see my persian friend and my israel friend always engaging in seemingly endless conversations thru maths, or the brazil kid and the french kid mixing with aussies.... hmm.... its cool, when people are pro-peace...yep...&lt;br /&gt;lastly, just feel like saying this.... im not some hot dude, neither am i rich... i aint the smartest around, or the most disciplined either.... im not mr popular, and i aint the ladies man.... im still a kid sometimes, and emo gets me occasionally... but thats the way i like myself. im a happy chump, and i don't really care what anyone thinks, cos i'd rather be myself, then to look back one day realizing that i've spent half my life trying to fit in, but getting nowhere... i have awesome friends, in aust and in sg, and they're more than enough for me.... so yea, you may still be criticising me now after 2 years or so, but hey, suck it up bitches, i pretty much don't give a damn. i make mistakes, like you do. if im anything but perfect, im glad you finally realized, cos its time you found out you are too. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to dave....a girl la... heh....eh, dun laugh lo, you also look v boyboy when you are in sec 1/2.... haha..... eh...i lost ure blog add :( give me again.... i've been searching everywhere.... see yas...&lt;br /&gt;*to lynn.... hahas...hope you had fun at ure formal... yea...mines like in a few more weeks time.... tell me about yours!!! :)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115718523297460441?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115718523297460441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115718523297460441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115718523297460441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115718523297460441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-theres-disease-you-can-get-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115685736827330331</id><published>2006-08-29T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:15:17.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to fangling... lol.... of course, now that i haven't been hearing it for like half a year already...:) i think about goin back to Sg like all the time...lol&lt;br /&gt;to dave... yea, i have a date!:)... cool, you can then drive me &amp;amp; bunny around... and yea, do come to Aust, it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;to hakim... do show me my picture!!! lols.... i'd love to see how i use to look sec 1/2...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven and Hell, is in a fight for your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115685736827330331?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115685736827330331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115685736827330331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115685736827330331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115685736827330331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-fangling.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115651239215172748</id><published>2006-08-25T22:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:14:04.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just woke up... like at about 10pm... slept at like 8:30.... i dun quite know whats wrong with my body clock... or my body in fact.... craving sleep all the time... maybe im just lazy... but i've been forcing myself to sit in front of either econs notes or maths papers.... and after a while, i'll get too tired i can fall asleep on my comfy study chair.... niwaes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a yr formal coming up!!! its called "social" and the theme is "sterotypes".... and its smack in the middle of some pub in town.... and if that wasn't cool enough.... i've found myself a date :)... so im pretty lucky... but i've got a small problem, i have to find a cool suit fast... cos its like in a bout 6?weeks time... yea... about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/DSC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/DSC00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a typical scene of oh-so-terribly-boring physics class...as you can see, its one of those few classes, where attending or not attending, doesn't really make a difference at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to jong.... yes, hello jong.... lol...&lt;br /&gt;-to fangling.... hurhur.... na... i doubt i'll get bored... your whinings are more interesting than physics clas.... heh... im random...&lt;br /&gt;-to Jon... ***** = bitch?? hah... NO JON, I DON"T BITCH ABOUT PEOPLE!!! REMEMBER??? IT WAS YOU.....lol... see you soon too :)... all da best for promos :D&lt;br /&gt;-to xiner.... hurhur.... yea, im excited to go back as well... we can go starbucks all day.... heh... all da best for prelims... &amp;amp; actual Os :D&lt;br /&gt;-to bunny.... oh, its you beloved bunny... it was like you disappeared for a while....yea... how i wish... and we'll be the coolest things in Sg eh??? im too lazy to study for driving test!... heh... we can still go everywhere with taxis and trains and buses....hah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115651239215172748?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115651239215172748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115651239215172748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115651239215172748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115651239215172748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115606241189130232</id><published>2006-08-20T18:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:44:06.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KINGDOM PRINCIPLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just started going to hillsong city last 2 weeks(i normally go to hills)... &amp;amp; yep, whatever i've given to God over the last 2 weeks, God has given me back double, and thats not even counting my weekly pocket $.... yep...&lt;em&gt;another testimony:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes, today, i went shopping.... alone... cos my bro had tuition and my dad went to do groceries... so i was walking round... spent about 2 hours, and yea.... bought some cool stuff.... i did the same last week as well.... shopping alone's fine... @ least no one nags about you taking too long to decide...well...that was my "didn't study that much" weekend-s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fangling: we can so meet up everyday, and you can whine to me all day... i doubt i'll get bored...heh&lt;br /&gt;to dave: i buy you milk... so you can grow taller.... haha.... jkgjkjg... i started playing last week...hah... and you having a great life in SIM looking at gals arh!!!????&lt;br /&gt;to Kim: what book hu gave you??? i cant sign up for IMVU.... somethings wrong with the number code... my friendster acc is stuff up too.... cant access it despite using the right password they sent me.... y am i even telling u theses things???? hahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115606241189130232?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115606241189130232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115606241189130232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115606241189130232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115606241189130232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/kingdom-principles-ive-just-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115580418387477905</id><published>2006-08-17T18:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T18:43:03.886+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had sport today...&lt;br /&gt;and im in for grade sport volley ball for this whole term...2gether with lots of other cool pple like denise and mike.... so thats awesome... the initial intention for me trying out for a grade(like competitive sport where you compete with other schools) was to get myself off a level... but hu knew, volleyball's pretty fun...and by luck i got in... :) wee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes... i've got exams coming up... and im so tired today....&lt;br /&gt;went to pauls hse to help do some movie scene.... so we took a cool ride in one of our friend's car... was pretty cool... makes me wanna drive soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/DSC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/DSC00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/DSC00056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats kevin the driver, and sam, my hongkong friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, another good news.... i'll be back in Sg on the 23rd of dec... and i'll be staying till 25th jan.... so yep... hope to meet up with everyone... -nods... yupyup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes, life is just &lt;strong&gt;likethat.. &lt;/strong&gt;its just simply &lt;strong&gt;likethat&lt;/strong&gt;... not everything in life has a solution.... so not everything can be solved....but everything has a different perspective to it.... so yea.... its about changing your perspective, and having a positive outlook... its not always easy, but it does help you get around things doesn't it?? yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes fangling, im putting on weight... im 60kg now...when i left Sg, i was 55... so you'll prolly see me at 70??? when i go back Sg... heh...&lt;br /&gt;righty...gonna hope off now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forcing myself to studyyyy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115580418387477905?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115580418387477905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115580418387477905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115580418387477905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115580418387477905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-sport-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115562119064354602</id><published>2006-08-15T15:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:57:09.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MS BRUN(sp?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides troy, we have another horrible teacher. Ms brun. sorry i don't have a pic of her, so just imagine an evil white woman. she's racist, and honestly, i wouldn't blame someone for being racist, (i'm not racist myself tho), but not only that, she's a fowl woman. She's got a problem with everything, how we shouldn't be heling friends buy food in canteen, how we cant even whisper when we're outside the staff room, how she pokes people with her umbrella. and no, don't get me wrong, killara has lots of wonderful wonderful teachers who make the school cool, but people like her, just mess up people's time @ school. right, lets forget about her for now.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/DSC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/DSC00094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's paul and me@ maths.... maths is pretty cool, cos you can do whatever you like... whenever mr ward ain't grumpy that is... so we'll run around and do random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;alright, im too grumpy to blog anymore... something not cool happened today, not gonna talk about it... and no, it doesn't concern Ms brun... or crappy teachers either... since when did teachers spoil my day anyway?? heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115562119064354602?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115562119064354602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115562119064354602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115562119064354602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115562119064354602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/ms-brunsp-besides-troy-we-have-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115477957869836944</id><published>2006-08-05T21:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:11:14.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAD BAD FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROY, as she is commonly called, is the library head teacher... she has got to be the most annoying teachers i've ever met in my life (other than Ms Janet tay from css). she chased my friends out for discussing physics in the library, she strictly limits a maximum of 4 people to a table, pull poor lil boys and girls of yr 7 by their collars when they do not obey her, shouts at lil chaplins who don't understand her, sarcastically asked me and my friends if we are from yr 8 and down for silent reading program when we were jigging sport, and then chased us out of the library for playing truant, and she is just so terribly mean... i've barely been around for half a year, but that has been sufficiently long enough for me to not like her all that much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friday, was mufti. and i was sleepy(for staying up 2 watch lotr), grumpy and wet(from the rain). and so, it was lunch, and it was freezing. so we all headed to the library, cos the library is warm &amp; cozy... but at the entrance of the library, people were packed outside the doors, frustrated and annoyed at TROY, who didn't let anyone else in, claiming that the library is too full and will become out of control if she did otherwise, when as clearly as it could be seen by everyone outside, there's a huge empty table right behind the glass windows. so people struggled to get in when others exited, and annoyed sam, kept knocking on the door. whenever the doors opened, people would push their way in and be dragged out later on by troy.... it was such a chaotic mess, TROY was furious. She stomped out of the library, shut the door behind her, and started shouting @ everyone... and then, i was relly pist, so already-out-of-control-me went up to troy and shouted at her face, and as i went "oh crap, shudden have done that" in my head, the unnecessary attention of the annoyed and frustrated crowd was already on me and Troy. so we were like arguing at the top of our voices... and finally she ignored me, and i just walked away furious.... alright, maybe i shouldn't have shouted at her, she's prolly just doing her job... God, please don't make me apologise to her.... and i hope she wouldn't make my studying time in the library difficult from now on.... and most importantly, lets hope i don't get on a level, im already on level 1 for wagging sport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my friday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115477957869836944?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115477957869836944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115477957869836944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115477957869836944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115477957869836944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-bad-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115305307280084406</id><published>2006-07-16T22:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:48:24.010+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired and bored now, and hols are already over :( which means back to school... not looking forward to it...&lt;br /&gt;my mum has already left for singapore just now at 3:30... :(... she bought 2 dozens of krispy kreme doughnuts a few days ago... yea.... krispy kreme... what sydney is well famous for, but its from the US... so i don't quite understand either... its just the same way how melbourne is famous for it pasta and gelati along lygon street... it's SERIOUSLY AWESOME PASTA... niwaes, back to krispy kreme, they're the world's most awesome doughnuts! to me... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(click on the images to see it clearly, im too lazy to move the dumb kangeroo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;krispy kremes!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random pictures...&lt;br /&gt;these are flowers from nicole kidman's wedding... they were from our neighbour, whose daughter was some designer in charge of the wedding scene and stuff... oh, did you know nicole kidman and tom cruise were from sydney? and Elle Mcpherson graduated from my high school... awesome huh... sorry if im slow, im not your tabloid guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="288" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0001.0.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is ramsgate beach... a beach all the way down south.... Bondi and Gucci beach are east of sydney... this is where we had our little family picnic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a pretty cool toilet bowl... its gonna be in my toilet soon :D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0051.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep... all that random pics.. more to come :)...&lt;br /&gt;and yea, wanna say thanks to all my cool friends... you guys have been awesome... its cool eh, to still be keeping in good contact... tho we are seemingly very far apart.... and yup, i don't have to name you guys out...and tho i've got a few cool budds over here, i haven't really found my bunch of friends in syd yet, and there's annoying people around sometimes... i mean, lets face it, im new and all... but, thinking about the wonderful buddies i have in Sg, i couldn't be anymore thankful that you guys are still around... somehow... yep... and b4 this gets overly emo, i love y'all...&lt;br /&gt;i've signed up for hillsong connect group, they'll be geting back to me this week (i hope), and mayb i'll find my budds in cell...&lt;br /&gt;righty... gonna hop off now... im pretty tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* to cindy - i miss my son dave too... that sounds very mushy... eww... hha&lt;br /&gt;*to jong - i miss coby!!! i miss his lame jokes... he reminds me of geraldine... yea... and i miss you too... you look like happy bunny now...&lt;br /&gt;* to hak - yea... i dunno what's ure msn.. erm... yea... have i told you, ure buttcheeks design is pretty awesome, but the gals in the photo are... ehem... not very suitable.... (you know what i mean ya)...erm...*whispers: "like maid"... no offence... i love the take-out box... heh... niwaes, i know you relly miss me, just didn't say... so i miss you too... :)heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115305307280084406?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115305307280084406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115305307280084406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115305307280084406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115305307280084406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-tired-and-bored-now-and-hols-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115260551583456510</id><published>2006-07-11T17:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:55:39.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past few days has been alright.... family time.... we never really had such stuff since i was pri 3 playing amature majong wif my bro and parents. but now, that i'm already 18, as my mum so loves to put it(it makes her feel gre8 i guess, that she's raised her sons to young adults), having family time still, with my unfortunately ageing parents, is something amazing i guess. its probably becos my mum's going back to Sg soon, and we'll all definitely miss her. it started 2 days ago, when she sadly announced that her stay couldn't be futher extended another week. so all her endless emails are now last in priority, and the family 1st :). so night fell, and after dinner, she ran into the kitchen and suggested we all sat down to play cards. so we played hearts that night. the following day, which is yest, she suggested we went for a little hike. so we took a walk in some silly forest at the back of my hse. its so random. its like a valley, with very dense forests. but niwaes, family time, is important... and family time is gonna take up my following days :).&lt;br /&gt;talked to cindy, jongling, tanyaw last night, and yea, sorta miss 'em. well, i talked to cindy the most, and i felt relly touched that she's not like the typical singaporeans, aiming to live a mediocre life... yea.... but at the same time, i got really pist. and the following paragraph is with regards to someone special, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;DELETED SECTION... TOO VULGUR... NOT COOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm awesome now, that i got that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll say more next time.&lt;br /&gt;im tired, and hopping off to do something constructive now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115260551583456510?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115260551583456510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115260551583456510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115260551583456510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115260551583456510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/07/past-few-days-has-been-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115191341209642085</id><published>2006-07-03T17:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:02:44.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loving and appreciating people around you everyday.... that's important.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it, when people go cursing their mums and their dads on their blogs, or even whine, whine about how naggy they are, how annoying they may be, its so not cool. in fact, its disgusting. Everyone knows why. your parents must have already done a fair bit, that you can sit in front of a computer and type. Conflicts are unavoidable, but your curses and thoughts of hatred against them aren't. so yea, be cool, whining is unbecoming... like my econs teacher always say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last fri at maths, a Singaporean casual teacher came in to take over the absence of Mr Ward. Gawd was she such an embarrassment, I told her I was from Thailand. No way was I gonna relate to someone like her. Firstly, the way she spoke. She spoke so slowly, like a great grand mother. No she doesn't have the las and lohs, and she speaks worse than the slutty ahlians at jec. And she has been in Sydney for all her life, ever since after Uni, im sure she never touched a single book. Secondly, she stole Mr Clarkes presents. Perfect. as it is everyone's already laughing uncontrollably at her weird way of talking, she just had to show everyone the kiasu side of Singaporeans. She emptied bags of lollis into her handbag, even after being repeatedly informed that the lollis were Mr Clarke's farewell presents. Gee, why would I wanna be related to someone like that!!??&lt;br /&gt;By the way, everywhere I go, I'll tell people I'm from Singapore. Telling people im from Malaysia, makes them think im malay, telling them im from Taiwan, hongkong or China, they'll think im another fob (freshoffboat). They have seen enough chinese people to know how most of them are like. Its impossible to lie that im from korea or Japan, I dun have the look. So I'll tell them im from Singapore!!!! and they'll be, "Oh!, Singapore". yes, Singapore is known as a lovely place to australians, amazingly clean streets and a competitive economy. so i tell them im singaporean :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have hols now, just when everyone's one finished, everyone in sg that is. and hols are for 2 weeks... i have to sit down and get to work. studying is fun. and i relly hope i can get my Ls this hols.... im already dreaming of hitting the road with a pretty gal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115191341209642085?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115191341209642085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115191341209642085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115191341209642085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115191341209642085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/07/loving-and-appreciating-people-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115132725110412494</id><published>2006-06-26T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:10:35.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;When everything seems like the movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115132725110412494?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115132725110412494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115132725110412494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115132725110412494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115132725110412494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-i-dont-want-world-to-see-me-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-115107281793234622</id><published>2006-06-24T00:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:31:04.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally created a new skin... took me forever... but all my assessments are over, so who cares...&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to blog much now... other than mum's arriving tomorrow @ 10am:)... so thats a good thing... dad now has someone to talk to more too...&lt;br /&gt;past weeks has been grumpy, don't know whats happening to me... sometimes, i just don't have anything to look forward to... heh... niwae, going to my room now, to listen to music? ha...&lt;br /&gt;shall blog more tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;i miss being with people whom i can bond with and build life-long relationships with....&lt;br /&gt;gdnite folks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-115107281793234622?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/115107281793234622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=115107281793234622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115107281793234622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/115107281793234622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally-created-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114907869315031286</id><published>2006-05-31T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:40:53.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>feel good time</title><content type='html'>Today was mufti day, the theme was “fifa world cup”… so I wore my bro’s new castle jersey… chun told me 51% [how did he get that statistics?] of the school would wear jerseys, it seemed like me and him were the only people doing so… oh well…&lt;br /&gt;A few anti social days this week… dun feel like talking to anyone… honestly thank God for Aust tho… I would have probably been dead by now in Sg… all that stress, all that pressure and all that workload… it’s a nono for me… and the AC uniform wouldn’t make me wanna go back to Sg anymore… I’ve heard that more “ah-s” are wearing it than ever before… ain’t a good sign…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niwae… paul [my Taiwan friend, supposedly my closer friend] is taking part in talent quest… calling together wif him 2 other dudes, one gonna sing like Michael Jackson[im serious, a Malaysian in fact, impressive eh?], the other gonna rock away on the piano 2gether wif him, and yours truly playing the drum set… erm… yea… was very hesitant at first, but figured, no one would know im a total noob @ it, I’ll just act professional… it’s a relly relly easy beat to go along with the song niwae… yea…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some speaker came to our school today to talk about HSC… figured it aint gonna be easy… so, im gonna pull up my socks… I’ll start doing trigo soon… I hate it… I’ve been idling around the past couple of weeks… and something tells me it aint good… yea… so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I’ve got a problem… and its that I give too much of a damn… Goddamit, im so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already of some people in sg… and I haven’t spoken to them since ever... but my not-so-dory-like-memory-anymore keeps causing me to think about ‘em… and so I’ll be lying in bed pist and all, and I cant get to sleep…I need medicines, to help me not gif a big shit about *******…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had funny dreams last week…. The first night, I dreamt a china boy from my school stole my car[not that I do have a car, but in dreams, we have everything], so my dream was about how I got the police phone number, how I got to the police station, and all that… woke up before I even saw a police.. the second night, I dreamt I was running a marathon… and running wif me was my primary 4 friend… but something dodgy was that at the marathon start line, I saw commonwealth seniors, as well as Killara high school dudes… was that heaven?? The third night, i dreamt me and my friends were fighting a war… and I shot someone in the head [ must be sam and his “BOOM! Headshot” thingy]… I dreamt that kaishin, sam and Jason were assassinated by someone… yea… and im having all sorts of ridiculous dreams… no I ain’t enjoying it… heh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random stuff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad subscribed to foxtel... for this month, i have lotsa channels to choose from... lots of movies too... yea.. but its a promotion only for the first month of subscription... it cost about $100 a month if we're gonna carry on the subscription...ridiculous money spent... i would disagree even if my dad was cool wifit... my friend burnt some movies for me.. like "she's the man", crap show... yea... but MI3 is pretty cool... i caught the movie wif my friends... yea.. actionpacked...sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkongers are the &lt;strong&gt;COOLEST&lt;/strong&gt; dudes around…me and ‘em, pitched at same frequency… they are sofar ranked first on my “coolest people according to race’ list… and folks, kaiman isn’t a good rep of hongkongers, no offence kaiman…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sentosa…&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends… and being around Singaporeans…&lt;br /&gt;I dun miss singapore tho…&lt;br /&gt;so cool of lynn to be flying back this june…&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless I still love being in aust…&lt;br /&gt;despite the few racist indains I’m always bound to meet…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u folks…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114907869315031286?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114907869315031286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114907869315031286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114907869315031286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114907869315031286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/05/feel-good-time.html' title='feel good time'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-114726337533819631</id><published>2006-05-10T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:16:15.350+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schools alright these few days.... pretty cool, esp when i get so carried away, i forget the unnecessary things of life... so yep... friends are important people, cos they take away moody days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think about... days in band, when i was in sec 1 and 2.... and i always have the greatest impression of someone.... no, its not like i love that person, but i'll just say, we had a good friendship.... but becos of some booboo which happened last yr, we never really talked ever since that incident... so y am i making such a fuss? well, because i guess people like her are pretty hard to find, and to make things worse, it seemed i've lost her long ago... no, i aint getting mushy, im just putting it as str8-forwardly as i can... well... whenever you're around, i can be a kid again... you make me feel like one at least... as tho nothing else really matters other than a good laugh, which always ends our day... whenever you're around, Mr Tan doesn't seem like such a bastard anymore... and we talked about anything... like retro girl and the girl with saggy skin coming out from the shower calling my name... i still laugh over it... it's still funny...  well, i just hope, one day, i can be a kid again, laughing at everything... just felt like blogging about it, i've seen for myself, how important it is, to cherish precious people around you, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ling and jong.... yes, im dying to go back...im missing everyone already... and besides, winter doesn't look like it'll be any fun... i miss sweaty sg and all...  so yea, pray that'll i'll get cheap ticks... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SCHOOL SHOES&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; it makes me curse and swear the whole morning... they're big, black, floppy and annoying... i'm tripping over rocks, kicking up twigs and branches, slipping from dried leaves, getting myself pissed and all, simply becos of BLACK SHOES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i talked to colby today, discreetly during IPT.... cant really remember what we talked about....cos half the time i was keeping an eye making sure that Mr Kirbyshire dun catch me...but oh well...he is 9 hours ahead of me... thats pretty chad, i wouldnt even get to see him online den... other than during school hours... which aint the least bit conveinient... oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwae, got to run...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114726337533819631?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114726337533819631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114726337533819631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114726337533819631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114726337533819631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/05/schools-alright-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114706772510384109</id><published>2006-05-08T15:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:55:25.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from school... one of my moody days i guess... prolly because there's nothing much to look forward to anymore... im not actually saying that there was before... but mundane days usually pass by quickly, esp with budds hu come around, and just laugh time away...its hard i guess, when budds aren't really made over here just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always start out moody posts, but never did publish many... hu would like to be seen as an emo kid eh? but i do have my moods! how long am i gonna wait? i dun wanna wait, so tell me, and lets get on with our lives...  i'm staggering between two decisions, God do i know the obvious answer, and trying otherwise wouldn't help, but...heh..&lt;br /&gt;alright, let me get over it some other time... on wif life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to do physics experiment with the persian gal today, she was like "Yes!!".. and i was like thank God. i would rather have done it with her than any other heavy smoker. these new dudes smoke so much, it gets me dizzy and all. no they dun smoke in class, but they have this strong stench hanging around them. ptf!... but they're nice people i guess.... they're from china, so they speak very chim mandrin with a very strong chinese accent... one of them threw questions at me in chinese regarding the physics assignment, and i was like, God i dun know what the hell you're talking about... so i just kept nodding and smiling... somehow, it seemed to do the trick... he smiled back and said "hao hao, xie xie ar!"[okay okay, thank you ar].. by the way, nilou told me the legal age to smoke in aust is 16.... but after having smelt those stenches, i wouldn't even have a second thought... geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep every night at 10:30... sleeping is my new hobby... and i wake up only at 7:30... so lifes pretty sweet... but it gets a bit boring... you cant go out that often anymore... and hanging out wif friends after school is pretty elusive... on account that scheduled buses brings everyone to their doorsteps.... and there's no malls anywhere nearby... so i run home everyday...&lt;br /&gt;i've put on 4kg!! but i still look so skinny... and short...  :(...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... gonna get goin... just hope something happens fast, cos im sitting around waiting for things to happen, and its unlikely i'll get up and do something... so yea... i'll do so when i get really sick... for now, i'll go find another snack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114706772510384109?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114706772510384109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114706772510384109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114706772510384109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114706772510384109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-came-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114681002405807974</id><published>2006-05-05T15:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T16:20:24.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>typical lovely friday afternoon, since im free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plane ticks to sg in dec cost 1.4k for both ways. that would amount to about S$1600, which is alot of money. i might not be going back folks, not till cheaper ticks are found. that is a lil depressing, but i'll learn to love aust so much, till going back doesn't become a thrill no more. but i do miss everyone, so please pray for me that i'll be able to find student airfares below 900. well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has officially started the tuesday 3 days ago. no one drags their feet to school here, cos going to school doesn't even seem like going to school. think about it, out of 6 hours at school, an hour is spent on breaks. another hour is spent on strolling to classrooms and a whole lot of unnecessary things like admin shit and all that. another hour is used by teachers trying to discipline their class [again] and keep it quiet. so at the end of each day, only 3 hours of effective lesson has been carried out. in a week, only 15hours of proper lessons take place. why cant they pack this 15 hours into 2 days, and let us have the rest of the week free? heh, just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at school, i was to do physics experiment with nilou, the persian gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0036.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun get jealous derek, its just a photo....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[just a note to let you guys know what we do here, we are supposed to set up 2 circuits, a parallel and a series one, and measure the current flow through different points of these 2 circuits. like thinking, how dooooh does it gets...] anyway, we finished up the experiment really quickly, and while i was about to disconnect the power pack, nilou exclaims, "wait! its playtime!"... so she turns up the voltage on the power pack, connects a wire to each terminal, and had a gre8 time making sparks. highly amused me couldn't stop laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate economics, but economics loves me. i never really did study for any economics test, other than looking through mrs weston's notes, but apparently, i've been doing pretty well. i even told mrs weston i cant understand econs and am planning to drop her subject... heh.... well, watdoyouknow, im scoring pretty well for her tests. but still, she wants to see my parents, prolly cos she's impressed...lol...heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, there's nothing much to blog about anymore. i just wish i can start driving soon. well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114681002405807974?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114681002405807974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114681002405807974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114681002405807974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114681002405807974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/05/typical-lovely-friday-afternoon-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114554666069397571</id><published>2006-04-21T00:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T01:49:55.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my internet is lagging like shit and its pissing me off... the green loading bar at the bottom crawls through and keeps reloading... God... it gets me swearing... esp when my dad supposedly bought the fastest comp around and we are subscribed to one of the fastest broadband in Au... pft!... thank God my mum's coming down on sat, she'll give optus a call and find out whats the freaking prob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its 1am already... but i suddenly have the urge to blog... joshua has been studying... of course not as hard as folks down in sg in their prim Jc uniforms, but well, reasonably consistent... i'm almost halfway through my 2week easter break... it aint too interesting... the sims[our newly bought comp game] isn't a very gd option, i get sick of it after using cheat and building a humongous hse...&lt;br /&gt; my mum's coming down on sat, just to mention again... its prolly a good thing, as we all do miss her... and the hse gets a lil boring @ times... it'll be nice to have a mummy around again...and when mummy comes, we go out!!! everywhere and anywhere... im sure she wouldn't like spending her week @ sydney staying at home... did i mention as well that we currently don't have a tv, not till our goods get transported to our hse god knows when... in aust, everything practically takes forever... and it gets on my nerves... cos pple here aint like sgporeans who spend their time and money sueing everyone... and thus, what you get is inefficient services... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleepin @ earliest 1am for the past few nights... im sleepy but i cant sleep... i guess maybe its a common teenager problem... you know, the "welcome to my life" sorta thing, where nothing aint very perfect yet... where the world seems to be crushing on you...well... i'll get over it yea... to come to think about it, na... maybe its just becos i've been snoozing in the afternoon due to sleeping late @ night like now... my parents don't tolerate us snoozing through the morning, so i dun usually sleep in past 9... yea... i do have a point don't i...besides, i aint a very problematic teenager anyway...so yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i aint too sleepy yet, i shall talk about tues... i went out wif my friends... to chatswood mall... its a common hangout place for pple around northshore, prolly bcos its the biggest shopping place wif numerous cool shops... so, we had some not-too-good korean buffet, and we walked around before scary movie 4... since none of my friends like to shop, they were sorta dragging everytime we entered clothes shop... they were very tolerable i must say... i dun think they really mind... which was pretty nice of them :)... we catched scary movie 4 after that... i wasn't too impressed with the movie, cos i hate shows without proper plots...but it was cool, i haven't laughed so hard for a very long time, so its a gd thing i guess.... i was more impressed with the cinema actually... it was seriously huge... the seats were more comfy than those in cineleisure... and if i stretch out my legs, i cant even reach the seat in front of me even when im right at the verge of my seat... yea... and its free seating too... i occupied 2 seats, as the cinema wasn't even half full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of ms chua last night... prolly bcos im still so happy with the ego-bursting testimonial she wrote for me... heh... i dreamt she was teaching me, laika and wei xue math.... right... this is just a random comment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i think i should stop...its already 1:30am...and this post is far too long....&lt;br /&gt;see you folks round... joshua misses everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114554666069397571?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114554666069397571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EASTER WEEKEND...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been alright... nothing special...&lt;br /&gt;fri, all shops were closed... so... we stayed home... and i cooked lunch.... yep.. my very first time... and i cooked fettuccini carbonara[dun know the spelling]... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0015.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;looks good huh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also uploaded a few photos from jindabyne... photos from mufti day is still in my old comp-_-.. so will post it up when i get it out... yup... and btw, thats my math teacher in the previous post, the one whom i fell so deeply in love in... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when joshua is bored, he draws adidas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="72" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0008.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...he draws it on his hand...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0010.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...he draws it on his notebook...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0021.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...he draws it using coloured paper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0024.0.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...he draws it using foam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he draws it anywhere and everywhere....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, be like joshua, draw adidas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you're bored...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to gene,bunny and a few other people on msn last night... and im starting to miss sg again :(... actually, i miss them... its awesome talking to gene cos we practically talk about anything under the sun... and we were having a f-ing conversation last night... its fun talking to bunny cos she is always so indianish-awesomely pretty and she made me a handsome portrait of myself... and its cool talking to anyone and everyone else...who made commonwealth such a bearable place... heh... and before i go on to another emotional speech... let me stop...&lt;br /&gt;righty... i'm gonna hop off to see if i can do some much needed revision...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114515483179354176?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114515483179354176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114490216041945231?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114490216041945231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114490216041945231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114490216041945231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114490216041945231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114490120740674249</id><published>2006-04-13T13:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:21:01.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what takes my mind off the sickness of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) drawing anything adidas related&lt;br /&gt;2) listening to music, anything but love songs...&lt;br /&gt;3) both at the same time&lt;br /&gt;4) shop...&lt;br /&gt;5)being busy with homework or hsework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its awesome, today's the last day of school... and it was a half-day[cos i skipped sport]... we get like 2 wks off.... heh... two whole freaking wks is a hellot-ofa time... i like getting occupied... by lotsa stuff... be it ironing clothes or reading a book [yes folks, i've started to read]... or maybe math homework?? then it keeps my mind off wandering, which is a good thing... heh... and yes, just like i've told bunny, i've fallen in love with my math teacher... HE IS HOT! yes... he... and HE reminds me of BFG... you can see this pic of me and him on our first date[in math class] above.... :p&lt;br /&gt;i have been randomly visiting people's blog... and it seems everyones sad... alright, mayb not everyone, but some people... hmmm... and it make me sad too :( esp bunny... &lt;em&gt;bunny, pls dun be sad.... be happy... i've never seen you sad b4... so it feels kindda weird...&lt;/em&gt; God, must i be freaking bored...heh... well, gonna run... and find something to do...&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114490120740674249?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114490120740674249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;im pretty much sick&lt;br /&gt;of living life like this.&lt;br /&gt;why cant i live life like every other 17 year olds?&lt;br /&gt;God should have made man without emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and still yet, i don't even dare to say what i wanna say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;ptf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114488603186611681?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114488603186611681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114488603186611681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="left"&gt;我的指尖 已經彈出繭 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;還是無法 留妳在我身邊 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;斷了的弦 再怎麼連 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我的感覺 妳已聽不見 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;妳的轉變 像斷掉的線 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;再怎麼接 音都不對&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;妳的改變 我能夠分辨...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114484196112752719?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114484196112752719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114484196112752719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114484196112752719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114484196112752719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114475781706914673</id><published>2006-04-11T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:37:31.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling pretty sian... very much becos my tests were just over last wk, and i dun feel like studying ever since they were over... or lets put it, i never really felt like studying ever since after physics.... heh... no, its not bcos of my physics results, but more of i feel bored now, everytime i hit the books... hope i'll get back into momentum soon...&lt;br /&gt;distractions i guess.... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;i havent been blogging recently, bcos i cant upload photos into the stupid comp im currently using... and w/o photos, i dun have any motivation to blog... i cant go msn, i cant upload pics[ which means i dun wanna blog], so i dun have much reason to come online, other than to check out wats goin on lately in everyone's life....&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt i met 4/6 last night... finally, i saw gene... and this time, he had milky orange hair... dun ask me y...&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i miss about sg now is the transportation and my friends... realize most of everything else in aust beats those of that in sg... oh, and i miss the gals in sg too.... i CANNOT stand the overwhelming bitchiness of some aussie gals... they so put me off... some are fine... but definitely not all... ptf...&lt;br /&gt;thats pretty much it, nothing juicy for the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114475781706914673?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114475781706914673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114475781706914673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114475781706914673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114475781706914673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-feeling-pretty-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114404351941711221</id><published>2006-04-03T15:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T14:10:27.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got back my physics test today... and i was damn disappointed. my blog's part of my output, so bear with it as i vent about the test. earlier in the day, some dude was found to have scored the highest in the level. that did already make me feel a lil disappointed. but, 33.5/45 for physics is like... wth... i mugged like hell, understood all the case studies which no one else prolly took notice of, and yet i scored an average mark. i know i'm above average, but far from the top. and what pists me off futher is no one studied half as hard as i did but they scraped the high 30s range. and so for a while, i felt dumb. terribly discouraged i couldn't even count my paper's marks. its the sort of feeling like you put so much damn F effort into something, and you get crap results. pft! for the rest of physics lesson, faking a smile... and finally, managed to check thru my paper properly, and found that i over answered many questions, and somewhat didn't really answer them. right. oh well,lucky me, its just 10% of my preliminary paper... heh... im over it.&lt;br /&gt;this wk i've got chem, english and oh so favourite economics test... gonna be another busy wk for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had pizza hut's lasagne again yest for lunch, im officially sick of it. and yest there was daylight savings, some change of sydney's(or izzit everywhere in aust?) time, so now, i'm just 2 hrs ahead of everyone in sg, this would last for about 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;and yes, ive got a few photos from jindabyne....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been dreaming every night... non-stop dreaming... and dreaming is cool as u get to see like your missed friends and all that, but you feel damn tired when you get up....sat night , i practically dreamt about everyone.... my dad says its because i eat too many tim tams b4 i sleep.... i dreamt i met up wif lynn and all her 4/2 friends, after that, i bumped into zhi qi and i told zhi qi i wanted to look for gene... so we walked round everywhere to find gene but couldnt find him... and we bumped into claire and asreetha(is that how u spell it?) halfway... we den bumped into a whole lot of people, even some dude from my primary school, and finally, out of no where, i felt like buying a cup... some dumb mug... and i had to climb a hill to purchase it.... later on, i dreamt that i trapped a priest in a gunisack bag and wrapped my arms around it so he cant breathe... its like so ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!.... amusing huh... mayb i should get someone to interprete my dreams... heh....&lt;br /&gt;righty, gotta run....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114404351941711221?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114404351941711221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114404351941711221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114404351941711221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114404351941711221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-got-back-my-physics-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114379651327193938</id><published>2006-03-31T19:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T20:31:21.286+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;na typical scenario at school on fri 2.45 pm[school ends at 3]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the class starts getting very rowdy[class is always noisy]... chairs would automatically be on the table without a word from the helpless teacher[hu's trying to get the class' attention]. Bags are already packed and over everyone's shoulders, needless to say... and students would be crowding at the door of the classroom makin a din. getting out before the bell gets them detention... i find the whole chaotic scene so amusing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;school was cool this wk...&lt;br /&gt;physics test and econs test was cool too...&lt;br /&gt;i hate econs, and im not able to change it to bio, simply bcos dear ms fletcher doesn't allow me to, saying its too late...and after i reminded her how many times i've waited outside her office [wif her not turning up] b4 my 1 wk camp, she kindly asked me to approach ms leslie, the head of science teacher. i would have, if only she didn't hate me so much, just because im human. she hates everyone. well, guess im stuck wif econs... it sucks terribly, but i'll learn how to love it... well...&lt;br /&gt;my overloaded pantry just distract me during lessons, and makes goin home such a delight. and because i dun have to take an immediate shower when i reach home(because of the weather, unlike sg...), i would stand around the pantry having a hard time deciding what i should have for tea...but it would usually be tim tams(i bought like 4 packs cos they were on offer) and a slice of frozen cheesecake... the cool weather not only saves me washing my uniform hundreds of times, it grows my appetite.... brings me to rmb about my "buff-up" scheme... i've been pretty lazy the last couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;i've got an upcoming chem test next fri... and after studying for this week's phy test, im so tired... heh......&lt;br /&gt;alrite, goin soon, be uploading photos from camp, school and parrots some other time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114379651327193938?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114379651327193938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114379651327193938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114379651327193938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114379651327193938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/03/na-typical-scenario-at-school-on-fri-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114345754369546796</id><published>2006-03-27T22:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:07:32.690+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And what do you know,&lt;br /&gt;who would have believed, i've officially started mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114345754369546796?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114345754369546796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114345754369546796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114345754369546796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114345754369546796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-what-do-you-know-who-would-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114343472099640235</id><published>2006-03-27T15:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:47:39.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how easy it is to be happy and ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;talk about irresponsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114343472099640235?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114343472099640235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114343472099640235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114343472099640235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114343472099640235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-easy-it-is-to-be-happy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114325883719634645</id><published>2006-03-25T14:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:56:47.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>folks!, im back from jindabyne camp...&lt;br /&gt;its a 6-day camp at jindabyne, some place near australia's highest mountain(as claimed) and a good 7 hour bus ride from school.... im too lazy to talk about it, so i won't... we just did lots of stuff like high ropes, mountain bike riding, canoing, etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;well, i went because it was a social thing.... and im glad to say, im FINALLY settling down wif a proper social life, and a click of cool friends... not people i am forced to hang out with because im lonely.... heh...well.. thank god for that....&lt;br /&gt;i've got an upcoming physics assessment on wed... and its the first time in many months im studying... not mugging, but yea, its serious enough...&lt;br /&gt;ok, since i dun have much to blog, i'll just talk about camp... i was caught using the staff toilet to shower, so i was scolded by Mr fuller, some math teacher... he was pist... seriously, and he went like, "....so get out of here...".... i think he felt guilty after that, the next day, we bumped into each other and he asked how was things... right...&lt;br /&gt;we saw kangeroos too... or was it joeys?... small ones... pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;there was disco night, where they blast loud music and spin the disco ball... so everyone was dancing and getting wild... me, i was dragged in by people to dance, and they kept pulling me back despite my repeated attempts to sit in a corner... disco night was something new...&lt;br /&gt;i brought too litle clothes (of fear that i may end up at school wif a humongous suitcase and have people laughing at some new boy thinking he is going on some 3 months camp. everyone came with gigantic trolley suitcases holding their pillows under their arms and their over loaded hand carry bags clinging to their oh so already huge suitcases... all my good effort for squeezing everything into a sling bag...),and thus had to wear the same t-shirt everywhere... gee, did i feel clean...&lt;br /&gt;i feel bored, so im gonna stop talking about jindabyne...&lt;br /&gt;ever since i came home, i cant stop munching... and since my wonderful dad just piled up the pantry wif loads of chocolate... im munching more than usual... i think im gonna get another acne outbreak...as if the previous one wasn't bad enough... but i cant help myself... im not gonna stay small and skinny forever... its time to grow up, physically, i meant...&lt;br /&gt;righty, its time to hop of to study physics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114325883719634645?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114325883719634645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114325883719634645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114325883719634645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114325883719634645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/03/folks-im-back-from-jindabyne-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114257365706809993</id><published>2006-03-17T16:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:29:55.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;FRIDAY :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is my fav day....gee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was mufti day, and everyone was wearing home clothes...for some reason, i didn't know you could wear home clothes...wasn't paying attention on thurs' assembly i guess... and what was worse was i reached school late, so was panting from the run, and in school uniform...while everyone else came in their cool stuff....gee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blogging has become so publicised, its no longer a place for personal things... defeats the whole purpose huh...heh.... but its still good, you get to crap... school can get lonely sometimes, but yea.... guess its all part and parcel... lets hope it'll be over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love my room... its the cosiest place i've ever been... like yea... its like so secure that sorta thing..... heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and this is my school uniform... for those hu still think that people here get to wear home clothes to school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is summer unifrom btw, i hate the winter one, so im like never wearing it..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0016.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i realize i've got a new bad habit... its listening to music while stoning... ok, not actually stoning, more of like getting myself into deep thought... i would think about redundant things, like what might have been in the past... and what could have probably been if things were different... sometimes i wonder y u only realize things in retrospect, after things have already taken place, and has already been done....its make you feel sian sometimes... well... right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dun have anything to blog about anymore, so im just gonna crap... about how much i love tim tams, and how much chocolate im eating and how much im sleeping and how much i love my bed and how much i wish some cool sgporean kid would pop by my school and be my friend... heh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114257365706809993?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114257365706809993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114257365706809993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114257365706809993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114257365706809993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-d-is-my-fav-day_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-114227293860300991</id><published>2006-03-14T04:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:29:30.783+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt like blogging big...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lil change in perspective, it would be a new start for myself and for God. that is nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i prolly thank God for a wonderful family and cool buddies:) they make life all the more more bubbly.... :)well...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopefully some miracle from heaven will cause me to get a true blue singaporean friend there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think im 99% singaporean... gee... aint too good huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mayb i should make friends wif a brainy and brauny raffles dude... then i'll be like best friends with him...after which he has gained my trust, i'll take him home, and... tie him to my bed... .... gagg him... strip him... ....and....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and cut open his brains, suck out all his brain juice, and somehow someway, get it all transferred into my brain(what were you thinking..ha)... den i'll be like one of them smart arse... pft!... it really freaks me out, people hu go around saying they've got a mere 4As for their A levels, like as tho it was a piece of cake to them... hmph!...right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pardon me, if im BOrED... and cant sleep...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114227293860300991?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114227293860300991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114227293860300991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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snoopin around town, well, my grandma passed away&lt;br /&gt;[:(], and as a family, we went to KL for her funeral. since things ended early and my return flight was already fixed before hand, i had a couple of extra days in sg... so yea...&lt;br /&gt;i bought levis underwear which were too small, gee, that would mean extra pieces of cloth sitting in my closet... right.&lt;br /&gt;insights...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114224531458000840?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114224531458000840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114224531458000840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nothing fantastic, i thought... its just really packed wif aussies... prolly 1 or 2 asians... topless gals too, i didn't see anything, my cousin did...so... dun get the wrong idea... and people were surfing... right.&lt;br /&gt;we dropped by gucci[not sure about the spelling] beach as well... similar...prolly bondi's more crowded... the we went chinatown... and we came home, rest a while, and went to hillsong again, sermon preached by darlene zchech... pretty awesome...&lt;br /&gt;i think im starting to like aust a lil... mayb school still aint that fun, but i start to like the freedom, the boldness and confidence most aussies have, and not forgetting, the friendly people i meet everyday... gee...&lt;br /&gt;there's this persian gal in math class, whom i cant stop laughing at, and yes chap, she is the make-up gal... she coincidentally sat beside me during physics lesson, and i couldn't stop laughing...lets see y...&lt;br /&gt;1) she took out a big make-up brush from her bid pencil case and started brushing her face wif it, at the same time asking me if i brush my face, and den asking the physics teacher if he likes art...&lt;br /&gt;2) she's always eating, which gets quite humourous, esp when she eats fruits... i just find it funny... she'll get out a lunch box from her bag, and start eating not so discreetly... and she'll be munching throughout the lesson...muching grapes that is, i rmb it was a banana the previous lesson....&lt;br /&gt;3) she'll be laughing at everything during lesson...she'll den ask me if i think she's a retard...i'll say yea, and she'll go, "no im not! im just a happy kid"... which cracks me up...prolly bcos of the way she says it...&lt;br /&gt;4) and den later, she'll snap back at me randomly, "you just hate me cos im black!"... and she'll be saying that to everyone after that.... heh...&lt;br /&gt;so... it got me laughing throughout physics, pardon me, i've never seen such a happy kid...seriously...right.&lt;br /&gt;a korean dude got punched in my school a couple of days ago, by a group of blokes hu were disturbing him b4 that... he got agitated and confronted them boldly... guess that gave the blokes something extra to do for the day...sadly, it wasn't anything constructive... the korean dude came to school the next day wif a plaster below his left blue-black eye... heh... lesson learnt: i now know i've got better things to do than to confront some bored blokes when i get disturbed by them... awesome huh...&lt;br /&gt;just another thing i like about aust, comfy quilts for bed... heh...so random huh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114086583838930115?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114086583838930115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>last night, i dreamt i was i ACJC...and i was having a gr8 time...its sad i had to wake up...heh...&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up, and went back to sleep again... and this time, i dreamt i was laughing really loudly wif my school friends... i woke up again, by my own laughter.... found that quite amusing...&lt;br /&gt;today played tennis again...while walking to school, saw turkeys walking around on the road... 2 in fact...sneaking conspiciously onto my neighbour's lawn... wat a nice start to the morning...tomorrow i might see cows...&lt;br /&gt;the pools getting cleaner..awesome... so mayb i'll go for a dip one of these days...&lt;br /&gt;right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114068025901143714?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-114041030240831253</id><published>2006-02-20T15:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T15:54:50.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i pon-ed school todae, cos there's swim carnival, and since neither my friends nor me are taking part, no point going. so woke up at 9....gee... :D...&lt;br /&gt;well... life cant get any better, than slacking at home, occasionally at the lap top downloading jay chou songs...heh... sweet.&lt;br /&gt;mum's at the pool now wif my friendly neighbours, learning how to clear it i guess... reason y im not there, i skipped school, and wouldn't like to be confronted wif a hundred and one questions about myself...&lt;br /&gt;rampaged thru some of my sis' boxes, and found the infamous 'destressing-head-shaking-pink-chap', kindda cute, got it on my desk now. found a nice yellow dog too, hope my sis is so not reading this, but its on my paper racks...heh....&lt;br /&gt;i think i like jay chou. actually i tot so long ago. but now, im starting to like him better. i meant his songs... a bit emo, but i like it...heh, mayb cos im emo too... so its like same frequency music... right, crappin...&lt;br /&gt;last night was the first time i wore my old beige band tee since years... its still uncomfortable, but i look mascular in it[and everyone goes: "heh!"], cos its tiny, just the same way i looked a yr ago in my oh so very small sec 1 saxophone t....i do hope i get a lil bulk... cos im like eating alot, and prolly praying @ the same time that all i eat doesn't end up at my abdominal area.... im too lazy to do push-ups...haha&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... im running out of things to blog... well... other than i like the jay chou song playing now...heh... and that this is prolly the first time i've been so consistent in blogging[even tho there is nothing to blog about], obviously a clear indication of my "hectic" daily agendas. well... righty, gonna go do something else...i'll see once i click "publish post"...&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my leg is all bitten by mosquitos, i look like a dirty ah pek everytime i scratch... talk about resisting temptation....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114041030240831253?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114041030240831253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114041030240831253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114041030240831253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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home, mow lawn for a while, now blogging...&lt;br /&gt;im skipping school tom, cos its swimming carnival tom, and im gonna ask my mum to write a sick letter for me... its not like me or my friends are gonna take part anyway...heh...&lt;br /&gt;i love my white rug, and will be vacuuming it later... its so big and cozy..hehe....&lt;br /&gt;i got caught by my mum last night while talking to bunny, she was mad  cos i woke her up a couple of times, and demanded me to sleep immediately, sorry bunny, for the sudden disappearance...&lt;br /&gt;i'm alright now, prolly more settled in...&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of "oh-so-exciting" Uni-life and driving.... hope time starts speeding up...&lt;br /&gt;im rushing this blog, cos i noe my mum's gonna be around anytime, and chase me off the comp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114034306831220062?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='html'>today played tennis...coach nvr turned up, so i played wif kaishen...&lt;br /&gt;on e way back, some really bored jerk spit on me, was too tired to bother anyway....&lt;br /&gt;yes!, tom's fri... which means the day after is WEEKEND :D!!! AWESOME POSSOM!..&lt;br /&gt;yea...and thinking of getting a personal tennis coach... shld i?&lt;br /&gt;and was thinking of getting an AC uniform too.. haha... or at least the ACJC shirts...&lt;br /&gt;everytime i open my wallet, the AC badge i exchanged wif jia jun always greet me... and whenever i reach home and open my cupboard, the bright sparkling AC shirt wei xiang gave me brightens my room....sorry if i cant get over it..&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to drive... like hurry up everything... hurry up time, so that school can be over soon and i can hit 17 and fly back to sg and drive... right.&lt;br /&gt;i need a life revolving around good friends...not one revolving around the thought of getting attached.... gee...am i facing aging syndrome or what...im 16 going 17... still young...heh... or mayb its puberty....ha... i see...&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the internet... the computer is like my friend... Thank God for blogs, they are like talking to your friends with them keeping their mouths shut...haha... no la... that aint too nice... so E MAIL ME YEA.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;im already think of my dream car... hmm... it'll be either red or gold... nice...  :p...make it orange... heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-114006462218160793?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/114006462218160793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=114006462218160793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114006462218160793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/114006462218160793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-played-tennis.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113999831430152732</id><published>2006-02-15T21:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:11:54.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>called lynn last night, and chat wif her a while over the phone... as usual, she was bubbly lynn...&lt;br /&gt;felt much better after that...hehe... thanks for changing a bit of my perspective...so glad to hear from her too...&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for weekends, cos that would mean shopping wif my mum... and it ain't shopping wif my mum in sg, it meant shopping wif my mum in sydney...heh... not only do i get to spend time[mostly laughter when my bro's around] wif her b4 she goes back, i get to buy stuff...hah... so... awesome...&lt;br /&gt;i jogged along some roads in killara yest... the hills were steep... so it got me like panting really loudly.... hehe... aint used to jogging here yet... but another awesome thing is, you dun quite sweat.... or lets say, you dun sweat at all...&lt;br /&gt;there's like a couple of really funny gals in my math class.... they like do really funny things in class and it gets me rather amuse...for e.g, get out their make-up kits and start applying make-up for one another when the math teacher is teaching... or raise their hands, halfway when the math teacher is explaining a math sum[obviously interrupting], and specially ask him a silly question, like how old is he or something like that... so that gets him really frustrated... haha...&lt;br /&gt;alright, tom is sport day... so im playing tennis...heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113999831430152732?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113999831430152732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113999831430152732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113999831430152732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113999831430152732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/called-lynn-last-night-and-chat-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113991295564370848</id><published>2006-02-14T21:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:29:15.656+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging for the sick of blogging, cos im bored...&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone, and before i go start an essay about my beautiful memories in sunny island, let me stop here.&lt;br /&gt;im quite put off with the fact that i got a b4 for english... like, it's worse than my chinese grade.&lt;br /&gt;and to come to think about it, im starting to miss chinese. i enjoy the spoken language.&lt;br /&gt;i dream to dance one day. heh. but looking at the way things are now, i doubt i will anyway.&lt;br /&gt;oh, a few days ago, i went paramatta wif my mum and my bro, they had like factory outlets there. Adidas:), nike, puma, etc etc. and nike had like 30 to 40 % discount storewide. so it was kindda cool. but stuff there ain't alot. i bought a shirt for A$20, nothing else.stuff there were cheap, but i didn't quite like them.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i really cant help it, im missing Pj... yea.. and im missing Ac..heh, not that i've been there b4, but y cant i miss it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i miss snobbish gals from mgs and the "rich and loserfied" Ac dudes hu came along to Pj. like i miss you all... i wanted to make you guys feel at home at Pj, after going to high-class schools since like ever....i wonder if you guys ever felt so "in" b4....&lt;br /&gt;and BUNNY!!! get here and teach me tennis..heh... and we're like goin town everyday once i get back... and i'll accompany you to your hometown(little india)...&lt;br /&gt;crapping with gene and jon every sat or fri over dinner, hey, how i wish that could be part of my schedule now guys, heh... and i miss looking at gene push up his chest and walk wif precise backward hand movements in the Pj canteen, just to get some gal's attention...HA... amusing...&lt;br /&gt;well.... im enjoyin the quiet, peaceful, slow life of sydney. How beautiful is mother nature... the possoms, the birds, the lizards and all that big and small, so beautiful...heh...&lt;br /&gt;oh, and today's valentine's day!!!.... i've got a valentine!.. you'll never guess... at first i tot it was kindda stupid, that i have only started school for a wk, but after given some thought, i decided, why not. so yea... my valentine's my lit story bk. we spent lunch 2gether... heh...where's christine!!!????[hahah...as in ms DARWIN...heh...]&lt;br /&gt;alright, time to stop. till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113991295564370848?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113991295564370848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my dearest yuhan...&lt;br /&gt;and to others hu didn't see your pic, pardon me, broadband here's really slow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113980682063883999?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113980682063883999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113980682063883999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for now, just let me crap....&lt;br /&gt;i hate school, prolly cos its the first time there are SO MANY sickening breaks and SO NOTHING to do... classrooms are all locked, and whats the point in building a canteen w/o benches!!??... i detest the black shoes we have to wear everyday, they're heavy, highly uncomfortable, expensive(mine was A$99) and they keep making me trip... and yea, mayb i've got a couple of cool friends, but 1stly, you hav to speak wif an aussie slang, after speaking the infamous singlish for 16 yrs....2ndly, as it is the first is already horrible enough, there's really nothing to talk about.... futhermore, this is the first time, you get some assholes bothering you, simply because you're an asian and they're not, and you're slightly smaller than them.... and i cant quite stand how slow things are... you don't need 1 whole hour to do 2 questions on inequalities, and another hour explaining the C.R.O, and pardon me, it was just how it looked, not touching on its interior, how a beam is produced, and everything else, which even mdm quek, only took about 15mins to get through!!!...  like whats with that!&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry, if i grew up in sg for 14 yrs, and cannot quite survive in the best public school in sydney... and you heard it right. the only time im happy is when its the last period, and on fridays... and im like thinking of so many alternatives, just to get me out of killara.... hmph!!... like get AC to sponsor me on flights and return flights everyday... or setup an AC international, and get some sgporeans over...i wouldn't mind running the school...&lt;br /&gt;alright, that was enough... was just a lil depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os were out last fri, despite the quietness, im still a lil happy about it... im so acjcian if im in sg now... just lil sian, a b4 for english... hmmm...happy 4 bunny too... &lt;em&gt;like yea, you can get your fan club going, kicking out all the PRCs...lol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like dreaming of either driving or being back in sg every night... heh... cant wait for 22nd nov... my sg.... hehe... to believe some of my friends cant wait to get out of sunny island... &lt;em&gt;sunny island is paradise!!! okay, mayb im still new to sydney...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, at least feeling a tee wee bit better now... thank God for blogs...heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113980633299887551?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113980633299887551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113980633299887551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113980633299887551'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113954764412521028</id><published>2006-02-10T15:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T16:00:44.136+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os coming out todae!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;all da best folks!!! im pretty nervous myself. hehe... it would be about 6 here by the time you got your results.... let me know k... :)&lt;br /&gt;today's math was awesome, the teacher taught for bout 15 mins, and the rest of the time, i was  laughing and chatting wif my taiwan friends. and the gals in math class just make me laugh. Mr ward would be like teaching, and while 2 of them go get some make-up on, the other like walks around class and just cracks me up wif her lameness...heh...&lt;br /&gt;i so dun need to know i've got cool glasses, so people, it would b nice if you guys stop telling me so....maybe i'm just cool, and the glasses took on that...haha....:p&lt;br /&gt;right. i joined tennis for my recreational sport, so i'll be like learning tennis every thurs from 12.30 to 3 from a coach...cool huh.... the reason i am in recreational sport, is cos i couldn't make it for grade sport, and there wasn't anything to do wif running, like not even track...right..&lt;br /&gt;so mayb when i go back to sg, i'll go play tennis wif bunny, she's the only one i know hu plays the game as well... &lt;em&gt;alright bunny??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i landed in sydney, i keep having a crave for chocolate. so everytime we went ww or coles, its sure i'd pick up chocolates. but that caused me outbreak and lots of pimples, so i bought a tube of clearasil, and now, i eat nutella from the jug....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113954764412521028?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113954764412521028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113954764412521028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113954764412521028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113954764412521028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/os-coming-out-todae-hehe-all-da-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113946126485225060</id><published>2006-02-09T15:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:01:04.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todays 3rd day at school... and i'm p u l l i n g  t h r u . . . . . .  .  .   .     .&lt;br /&gt;alright, it wasn't like horrible, but neither was it too fantastic either...&lt;br /&gt;i got lost while trying to find my econs class. somethings wrong wif my timetable, it says classroom e19 for econs, but the teacher at e19 was teaching something like computers to a yr 9 class... so got help from some big dude, hu helped me find out where my econs class was. got in late, and the whole class sorta knew i was new and got lost...geee.... sat alone, nearly fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;i get lost like almost all the time. i get lost while finding roll call class, i get lost finding my lesson class and i get lost finding my friends!...hehe....&lt;br /&gt;i've got a few friends now, okay a few friends' friends. most of the time, hanging out wif kaishen, a dude hu's dad's a jap and mom's a sgporean. he's kindda cool. and we'll b wif his friends.&lt;br /&gt;schools fine, but i really do hope it gets better. constantly, i'll motivate myself by thinking of yr 12's HSC, and how i would get out of school after that.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i do kindda hope that i get promoted to yr 12 after taking term 1's test. i'm like fine and all to australian culture, that i'm still trying to fit in, but it will be good to speed up a yr to entering uni too...heh...&lt;br /&gt;i miss like sg really badly.... hehe... i miss pj and all those cool crappy pals. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;alright, maybe self-pity is over. gotta still try to make the best out of everything here... mayb i shld smile like all the time, that i'm already smiling pretty often already....&lt;br /&gt;and people go, "hey dude, whats your name?" and i'll tell them, "joshua". and they'll go, " so totally love your spects!", and i'll be, "hehe, thanks"... right. hope my spects make me get a few more friends.... gee...&lt;br /&gt;righty, hope to settle down wif my aussie friends. hehe. and yea, O results coming out soon...heh...that'll add a little more color to my life... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113946126485225060?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113946126485225060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISS PJ!!! LIKE SO BADLY :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113939592609100684?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113939592609100684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113939592609100684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113939592609100684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113939592609100684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-pj-like-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113937462906672026</id><published>2006-02-08T15:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:57:09.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of school and surviving:p&lt;br /&gt;heh... many of my friends are not in the same class as me, so lessons werent really cool. we dun have a form class here, so the structure is something like that of universities, where you just run around to your respective classes, the difference, is you run to classrooms, public schools here ain't got auditoriums... right.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the time, pretty much hanging out wif some of my new friends in the soccer field. not that i played soccer, i just stood at the side and talked wif kaisheng, andrew and a couple of other pple, not that i could clearly rmb their names....&lt;br /&gt;math was good and bad. good because we are learning factorisation, bad bcos the math teacher is a plum man hu comes in, teach for about 15 mins, and then ask us to do some math questions till the end of the priod while he plays classical music on his radio... right. i do hope i get a new math teacher soon.&lt;br /&gt;IPT, my new subject beside economics, was kindda cool. Its called "information processing technology", which equals to learning how to use a computer. lol.... what could get better.....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;right, was walking home(down a slope this time, cos my hse is now on lower ground) and i was as usual missing sg again. Of course there were lonely times in school where i stroll too and fro finding my friends and maybe its part and parcel of being new. i miss the "sg air" where you stand out and do what you like to do, where you feel more "at home" wif your common herd, and where you can speak singlish. man, do i miss that beautiful language. heh.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm still getting used to life here, its kindda cool actually:), like my friends are pretty nice people, really really friendly...heh... and breaks are so many, i'm getting sick of it....right. do hope school gets funner...lol... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113937462906672026?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113937462906672026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here's somemore photos, wif shu zheng and ek leong :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113930209075380441?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113930209075380441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113930209075380441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113930209075380441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113930209075380441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/heres-somemore-photos-wif-shu-zheng.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113930153608223419</id><published>2006-02-07T19:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:49:32.590+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because HE is ABLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113930153608223419?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113930153608223419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113930153608223419' title='0 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kaisen...thanks alot dude:D...lol&lt;br /&gt;alright, so here's some 3 distinct differences btw sg and Au...&lt;br /&gt;1) students shout out to teachers as and when. so unlike the whole idea sg has implaced about raising your hand before you speak. here, teachers answer you like they were your friend.you dun even have to call their name!&lt;br /&gt;2) its so like "the movies", of how hey potray public school in a western country. you have like couples occasionally doing their thing in a corner(not so v common), bullies(just met one today, alright, call him "free and hyper"), and other stuffs like metal lockers and corridoors, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;3) you get like approx 15 mins break after every period. each period is an hour. school starts at about 8.20, ends at 3 sharply. so its like assembly(roll call, they call it) then 1st period, a 15 min break, 2nd period, a 15 min break, 3rd period, lunch(30 mins) and the last period and everyone rushes out to catch their bus, so school's empty before 3.30...hows that!&lt;br /&gt;pple here are kindda cool, made some asian friends. some from taiwan, most from jap and korea. they have like an "asian corner" where these japanese gals and guys hang congregate...&lt;br /&gt;and to my sg folks, im studying factorisation of quadratic equations for math...heh...&lt;br /&gt;alright, gonna get back to my "homework"...lol... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113930137596815031?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113930137596815031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113930137596815031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lawn hasn't been mowed like for a couple of yrs already... lol..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya...i wanted to blog about public transport in aust...&lt;br /&gt;its like much much better than i expected it to be...&lt;br /&gt;okay, train stops were slightly more than a platform wif a pole...its sheltered... trains are like twice in breadth(comparing to those in sg) and its double decker, seats like that of sbs, bigger and much more spacious and the engine'e like awesome...&lt;br /&gt;same for buses, is like soooo spacious... seats are big and comfy and the engine's are like... so silent...&lt;br /&gt;hehe....cos i took public transport today for a first time, its like rather awesome... im qite surprised about, and still recoving from the "shock".....like seriously... din expect it to be so... woah...lol...heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113913667022475952?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497777.post-113905295722924051</id><published>2006-02-04T21:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:55:47.903+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was another furniture day...&lt;br /&gt;left the hse like @ 10 to go mcquarie shopping centre to register for my insurance(in case i get injured while driving...haha...get jealous ;D...jkg jkg...)...right..[its not like i'm driving yet either, lol, i can drive alone only when i hit 17, before that, i need my mum or dad to b in the car while i drive..]&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to take a look at furnitures at FREEDOM... saw the bed i wanted again, this time on discount, so mum's prolly gonna get it for me...and a cool glass study table too...&lt;br /&gt;went to IKEA next, some drive away...walked around for 3 hrs.... lots of cool stuff..food's almost exactly the same as that in sg...&lt;br /&gt;we came home, rest a while, and den we went hillsong...some cool stuff....reached home @ 9...&lt;br /&gt;right...&lt;br /&gt;i found out V day's comming soon... hot, dashing and single here... send in your profile wif an attached photo(v. necessary) and see if you'll be the lucky gal!!! there's early bird special...haha...lol... make me sound so desperate....&lt;br /&gt;but then, i suddenly realized that the release of O'level results would b out 1st...gee...srry guys, cant be there to share the excitment wif you all, hehe... i'm equally excited here...lol...&lt;br /&gt;i miss MDM QUEK... and germaine too.... i rmb when we took a video of mdm quek standing and sittin while singing "teletubbies"... bet she does that @ home all da time to amuse her kids... love you mdm quek, *muacks from joshua...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and i miss walking around town, that brings to remind me of dearest bunny... how we would stand like forever at the flipflop shop @ heeren and later walk away w/o buying anything... think the shop keeper was like-____-... and i like can talk loudly in town la, with my perfect singlish... over here, you do the same and people wun b v impressed...&lt;br /&gt;and i dun hav a hp here yet!... :(... the days in sg when i would check my hp occasionally, and always receiving the same sms from gene, "where are you?"... it took place most of the time during school hours...right.&lt;br /&gt;this blog's getting really long, but i dun really care...its even a good thing i've been blogging constantly the past few days... let me blog till i'm sick.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;and taking bus 180 wif fangling...heh.. and sometimes cindy would pop by... we would be talking bout anything and everything under the sun...she would bitch about someone, and i'll tell her not to be so bad, be more like me...haha... no la, honestly i'll just bitch along too...heh... but I DUN BITCH frequently k... come to think about it, i dun bitch loh!!...only.... ehm.... hmmm... JON!!!! yes!!! Jon! he does it ALL THE TIME...like ya la, so bad right.. then everytime ask me to BITCH along...hahah...jkg jkg... we are both "un-bitching" gays...&lt;br /&gt;heh... okay, i've officially ran out of things to blog...so... its ending here...till then...&lt;br /&gt;missing everyone :)....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113905295722924051?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113905295722924051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113905295722924051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113905295722924051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113905295722924051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-another-furniture-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113904935284573365</id><published>2006-02-04T21:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T21:35:52.853+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...some photos of 06S16 :)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0116).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0116%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0111).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0111%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0109.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0109.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0109.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wad a noisy class i kindda miss as well :p...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113904935284573365?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113904935284573365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113904935284573365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113904935284573365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113904935284573365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113895052470430378</id><published>2006-02-03T18:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:52:16.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joshua was really bored, so he decided to upload some images taken in his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last few days @ PJ:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0135).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0135%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0141).jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0141).jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my OG26 gay partner...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0113).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0113).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0113%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mayne(charmander..lol) + me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0107).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0107%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seal (:p) ...burfdae budd...once a burfdae budd, always a burfdae budd...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0136).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0136%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon(hu needed to go badly..lol), Vinny, and me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0141).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0141%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0141).jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/PICT0193).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/PICT0193%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gene + me...(ha, so know you hate this, gene...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/21497777-113895052470430378?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113895052470430378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113895052470430378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113895052470430378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113895052470430378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/joshua-was-really-bored-so-he-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113887340788195031</id><published>2006-02-02T20:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:50:26.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;todays thurs in sydney...&lt;br /&gt;have been travelling to a couple of furniture shops the past few days, finding stuff to fill my empty hse...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;just realized some 2 cool facts about my house...&lt;br /&gt;1) it faces a jungle[with all sorts of silly animals popping by like possoms and parrots]&lt;br /&gt;2) the sky above my balcony is filled with lots of stars at night...romantic huh...&lt;br /&gt;alright, its getting really really hot in summer sydney...temperatures are like hitting 31 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;to believe i was boasting to my friends how "cool" sydney was... gee..&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;br /&gt;im like only goin to school next mon... that has given me almost a week of holiday...&lt;br /&gt;its only a couple of days and i'm missing Sg again...&lt;br /&gt;i miss the transport system there[badly, esp mrts]...i kindda miss PJ too.... the area outside the canteen where we would sit and crap...i miss sunny sentosa...and town... right. and i miss taking public transport to school... how i would rush down the hill at 6.35am sharp...and swear when i see the 199 bus speed past my bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people here are kindda friendly... a little too friendly it gets me feeling a lil awkward... like when the car sales woman suddenly asked me what my horoscope was, took me some time to realize...&lt;br /&gt;and when some funny shopkeeper suddenly asked me how was my day...&lt;br /&gt;guess its maybe their way of saying "hi"...heh...&lt;br /&gt;well... hope people at school would b as friendly too...saw quite some koreans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113887340788195031?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113887340788195031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113887340788195031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113887340788195031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113887340788195031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-thurs-in-sydney.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113870157176215896</id><published>2006-01-31T20:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T20:59:31.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113870157176215896?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113870157176215896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113870157176215896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113870157176215896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113870157176215896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/01/halo.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113867818816657299</id><published>2006-01-31T14:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T18:45:23.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/1600/shoot%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2004/320/shoot%20me.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gee, i saw this on someone's blog, and conveniently took it.&lt;br /&gt;it speaks what i have always wanted to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113867818816657299?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113867818816657299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113867818816657299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113867818816657299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113867818816657299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/01/gee-i-saw-this-on-someones-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113867351610934147</id><published>2006-01-31T13:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:07:56.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'>@ sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm in sydney :)...lol....&lt;br /&gt;gee, just got my internet connection...&lt;br /&gt;so excitedly came use the com altho my mum is asking me to help her find some "red box"...heh... *guilty look...&lt;br /&gt;my hse is rather empty.... 1st time there's no beds in the bed room...other than the masterbedroom... ha... so we're temporarily sleeping on an cushion-bed(is that wat you call it) and a queen size bed, the 3 of us... my mum said that when we're more settled down, we'll get the furniture...lol.... my imaginative mind's already having a vision of my magical bedroom...haha...&lt;br /&gt;heh....&lt;br /&gt;my bro's at school already, lol, but i'm not... waiting for my school to get back to me for a verification....so i'm stoning at home... haha....weather so nice, i'm practically sleeping all the time...&lt;br /&gt;{miss all you guys man... like badly.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you all @ the end of the yr....&lt;br /&gt;mayb i'll go sg, and gio all you guys out.... haha...}&lt;br /&gt;well, now my mums asking me to go cut a pavement through the thick messy lawn(it aint really a "lawn" on account its like a thick undergrowth[geog..lol], gee dun really know what im taking about), okay, just cut the grass outside my hse la...ya, so till next time...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497777-113867351610934147?l=joshuastheman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/feeds/113867351610934147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21497777&amp;postID=113867351610934147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113867351610934147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21497777/posts/default/113867351610934147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joshuastheman.blogspot.com/2006/01/sydney.html' title='@ sydney'/><author><name>Joshua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10841478968409840812</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-21497777.post-113821290342215481</id><published>2006-01-26T05:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:47:30.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;maybe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;you'll come crashing through my wall tonight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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