<?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-8493286458819915932</id><updated>2011-08-02T05:08:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey craves bananas and sushi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>265</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3494295615070665273</id><published>2009-09-14T07:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:42:03.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this is gona officially be my last post in this blog cause freaking china doesn't allow me to do sharing time of my experience here on blogger or facebook. Stupid country blocked it out. So don't come back to this blog anymore, cause I won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3494295615070665273?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3494295615070665273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3494295615070665273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3494295615070665273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3494295615070665273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok-this-is-gona-officially-be-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7441008223251186625</id><published>2009-09-14T07:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T07:40:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7441008223251186625?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7441008223251186625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7441008223251186625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7441008223251186625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7441008223251186625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7824054532873313662</id><published>2009-09-03T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:36:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So restless...&lt;br /&gt;Not even excited going to China this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Something is bothering me but I'm not quite sure what, do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7824054532873313662?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7824054532873313662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7824054532873313662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7824054532873313662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7824054532873313662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-restless.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1838075444220693703</id><published>2009-08-31T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:04:38.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now I scream... "FINALLY!!! EXAMS ARE OVER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was only 3 papers, it was pretty dreadful since I did not really study for them :P&lt;br /&gt;MMS was the hardest. Didn't understand shit I say. Electrical stuff were never for me. It's like trying to make me understand Chinese!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway today was Math and I actually did last min studying at home (which I normally don't do) and it saved my SORRY ASS!!! If I didn't do any revision in the morning, I think I would have lost more than 25 marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the exams, I made a new friend!!!! Actually not a new friend, just that more than a friend now than compared to a club mate only. And best of all, she share the same taste of music as me!!! Now isn't that awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of friends who love rock and all, but I ain't got none who's a lover of hardcore/screamo. Now that I've got a friend who loves what I love, my knowledge in that area has expanded. Found more awesome bands!!!&lt;br /&gt;ETF, BTF, BMTH and more... I know their kinda big in the underground but, I don't know the underground before and I still don't!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China. The one thing which comes to my mind when I think of china, prostitutes. Don't ask me why. But I'm flying off to the land of whores this coming Sunday for a school attachment. I guess it's kinda cool apart from the sluts and all. I wonder what's it like there... Heard they serve dog meat. I keep dreaming that dog meat tastes like beef. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when I come back I realize that I still feel the same way and not realize it's an another crush. It would be disappointing even though I may not be ready to take the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1838075444220693703?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1838075444220693703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1838075444220693703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1838075444220693703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1838075444220693703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-now-i-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-23558362220145438</id><published>2009-08-29T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:53:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confusion's all I see&lt;br /&gt;Frustration surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Solutions bid farewell&lt;br /&gt;Sedation, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uncertainty getting stronger every time I see that scene &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that I see&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cause confusion partners the uncertainty and it lands me in a dilemma and I cannot get a hold of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-23558362220145438?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/23558362220145438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=23558362220145438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/23558362220145438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/23558362220145438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/confusions-all-i-see-frustration.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6499284219655485961</id><published>2009-08-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:53:15.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams exams exams all coming. Think imma fail it badly...&lt;br /&gt;Can't focus when i see past year papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all... Missed GEMs sem exam. FUCK!!!! And dun have MC. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I may actually FAIL GEMS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I FAIL GEMS OMG!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6499284219655485961?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6499284219655485961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6499284219655485961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6499284219655485961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6499284219655485961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/exams-exams-exams-all-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1085057344059939162</id><published>2009-08-17T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:09:12.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So damn... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Life. Responsibility. Goals. Paths. Fate. Destiny. Time. Death.&lt;br /&gt;Such mysteries that cannot be actually defined to the deepest depths of reason for me to understand. Why can't I understand? I feel so listless. Don't like being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1085057344059939162?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1085057344059939162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1085057344059939162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1085057344059939162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1085057344059939162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5164319045470557800</id><published>2009-08-16T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:55:42.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stepped into an unseen hole and felt a comforting crack&lt;br /&gt;Spraining my ankle never felt so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5164319045470557800?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5164319045470557800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5164319045470557800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5164319045470557800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5164319045470557800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/stepped-into-unseen-hole-and-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-9150190906879951252</id><published>2009-08-15T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:03:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I'm blogging again... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 3 days, or should I say 3 nights was all it took to throw me off track from my life. Hardcore DOTA-ing with the guys really made me lose it lol.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm messed up. Can't sleep properly, can't think straight and I don't feel like studying. Damn... I need to study though damn it I hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;With exams coming up in 2 weeks I don't know how I've gotten myself into this situation. MMS, lab test and theory are both screwed can't even get 50%. IA, may just be a just pass but the up coming lab test will be a total wreck. Math may very well be screwed up too cause I've not been revising it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of math I hate the examples they have in the notes. The answers of the example questions they have and the ones that I work out myself DON'T MATCH AT ALL!!!! Now how am I suppose to do revision for math if they give me this kinda crap???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona go now. Feel like crap can't study much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's in my head too much. I don't know if I've fallen for her though or is it just a crush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-9150190906879951252?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9150190906879951252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=9150190906879951252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9150190906879951252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9150190906879951252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-believe-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-9090162720210401235</id><published>2009-07-24T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:26:15.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I hopeless?&lt;br /&gt;Am I helpless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost my sense of direction?&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost my sense of comtrol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I fight for myself?&lt;br /&gt;Did I fight to sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of losing myself. I'm sick of it over and over again when ever it happens just after I've found myself.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't know who I am. I've got holes in my life, pieces which I can't find to cover it up to make it whole. It's as if I've been made incomplete, and just letting everything pass through those holes. I feel like those holes are loopholes of a trap or a bad place for people to slip through. Everytime I feel like I've finally found a piece, it seems to be taken away or blown towards the horizon by a wretched wind of some kind. I feel like I've got strings attatched to me and am being puppetted by some puppetteer. God? My demon? Fate? Screw this I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it in a nutshell, my life is in a fucking unknown shadow that I can never escape from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my life could be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;Either by unsolving it or ending it.&lt;br /&gt;When it ends, I'd like to hear the 21 guns salute for it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've done loads of things for loads of people and it have not been noticed nor bothered with, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just want someone, just SOMEONE, to notice me in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready or I'm not right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a guy who needs to be guided.&lt;br /&gt;I've figuerd out a few solutions that seem possible to be workable&lt;br /&gt;But so far have been proven otherwise&lt;br /&gt;So what should I do now?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep waiting?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep fucking trying till my balls rot and drop off and still be hoping for something that I thought to be real, is all just a delusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I at the end of the road?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I lost all sense of control?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my mind have taking it's toll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in ruins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this bullshit excuse of a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-9090162720210401235?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9090162720210401235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=9090162720210401235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9090162720210401235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9090162720210401235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-hopeless-am-i-helpless-have-i-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7222409113012215266</id><published>2009-07-19T21:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:52:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This all feels underground&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm being singled out and belong to another town&lt;br /&gt;There was a welcoming feeling but was it a facade&lt;br /&gt;Did it all turn bad because of something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Where'd I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;What did I ever done wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7222409113012215266?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7222409113012215266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7222409113012215266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7222409113012215266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7222409113012215266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-all-feels-underground-like-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-9135851699832086771</id><published>2009-06-29T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:10:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm dreading this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;Actually not this time of year...&lt;br /&gt;It's more of this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;It's like your paths have all been cut off suddenly and your lost in a day which is no different from any other you've lived.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the things that's left for me to do that I can't complete. That's just too much for me to handle. And things that bugs me cause I can't let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-9135851699832086771?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9135851699832086771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=9135851699832086771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9135851699832086771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9135851699832086771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-dreading-this-time-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1408862831894603373</id><published>2009-06-28T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:00:43.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vu&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Misinterpretation&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I see wrong or did you want to cover it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way it happened jsut as I seen it in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you claim to be a good liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should I call you a liar now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1408862831894603373?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1408862831894603373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1408862831894603373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1408862831894603373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1408862831894603373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/deja-vu-misinterpretation-did-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6851853451995615425</id><published>2009-06-26T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:31:44.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GAH!!!!~ DAMN YOU HDB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackshit HDB &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to build lifts in the older blocks of TPY and it's causing a MAJOR FUSS UP IN MY HOUSEHOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their tearing down my toilet and bathroom now cause they said there were leakages going on at the lower level from our apartment. FUCK THEM!!!! NOW I CAN'T USE THE TOILET PROPERLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Already couple of times I have to run down to the stadium just to bathe. I feel such like a beggar of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what? Now my home is water deprived for 10 whole damn days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVTnU8hRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/4cY0jP0M3-M/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVTnU8hRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/4cY0jP0M3-M/s320/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636790174057746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVT93xBEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/53bWDxyooXw/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVT93xBEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/53bWDxyooXw/s320/DSC00610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636796225684546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ridiculous toilet that they have set up in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVULTUooI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IEFOMdSVVJY/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVULTUooI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IEFOMdSVVJY/s320/DSC00614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636799830925954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freakishly small and brought it in pieces. I feel like if I step in that thing, close the door and took a little 360 degree turn on the spot that whole cubicle would fall apart!!&lt;br /&gt;What's more, the toilet bowl has got no water in it. It's just a pipe that leads all the way down to the sewers. Ewwwwww man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVUaXjKMI/AAAAAAAAArE/JSEtLGXuu7g/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVUaXjKMI/AAAAAAAAArE/JSEtLGXuu7g/s320/DSC00615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636803875186882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my toilet now. Waht have they done to you!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVUndnjAI/AAAAAAAAArM/Vr9H_qz5I7o/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVUndnjAI/AAAAAAAAArM/Vr9H_qz5I7o/s320/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351636807390301186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff from the kitchen and living room have been compressed into my room which looks like this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWStadxxI/AAAAAAAAArU/2Oo7STLWZeA/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWStadxxI/AAAAAAAAArU/2Oo7STLWZeA/s320/DSC00618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637874139580178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks even removed the bamboo hangers from the kitchen and installed it into my room -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWSt6U9kI/AAAAAAAAArc/AO9rao_VSwM/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWSt6U9kI/AAAAAAAAArc/AO9rao_VSwM/s320/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637874273220162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's my mum sitting on the kitchen table, which is in my living room now, playing Texas Poker on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWS8hc1yI/AAAAAAAAArk/_s-EAQwBB9Y/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWS8hc1yI/AAAAAAAAArk/_s-EAQwBB9Y/s320/DSC00620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637878195410722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You see the pots? Those are the water we stored for the... "Poverty times"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWTI0dOnI/AAAAAAAAArs/_GJlqNIlXpE/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWTI0dOnI/AAAAAAAAArs/_GJlqNIlXpE/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637881496353394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got the indian construction workers coming into our place EVERYDAY!!! And I think it's because of that in some twisted way, I've become more racist now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from my "friends" visiting my place everyday, I've been haaving a great time at archery. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE THAT DAMN SPORT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been Wed, Fri, Sat and Sun for the past 2 and a half weeks like this. And because of this training schedule, I've mastered 50m!!!!!! Eat shit 50! I've began to flip your ass! Now it's time to deliver you TOTAL PAWNAGE!!! And after 50m it's 70m!!! I intend to own, OOOOOOOWWWWNNNNNNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already made a list of goals to hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;1: Deliver PAWNAGE to 50m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Master 70m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;3: Deliver PAWNAGE to 70m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Upgrade poundage to 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;5: Upgrade poundage to 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Master 90m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;7: Deliver PAWNAGE TO 90m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway today's training was like... ok I guess. Kinda emo for me(won't elaborate)&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun with the next pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWTRtSOII/AAAAAAAAAr0/VFHSGqCgIR8/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTWTRtSOII/AAAAAAAAAr0/VFHSGqCgIR8/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351637883882190978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Sheng gave him a vasectomy. And I think he suffered from many other broken bones and injuries and should have been dead.&lt;br /&gt;I kept missing his head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6851853451995615425?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6851853451995615425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6851853451995615425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6851853451995615425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6851853451995615425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/gah-damn-you-hdb-jackshit-hdb-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SkTVTnU8hRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/4cY0jP0M3-M/s72-c/DSC00609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4887204084115055270</id><published>2009-06-22T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:53:18.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;GOTTA LOVE HOEDOWNS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tG3UOaSy8UQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tG3UOaSy8UQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4887204084115055270?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4887204084115055270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4887204084115055270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4887204084115055270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4887204084115055270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/gotta-love-hoedowns.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7310054342116135166</id><published>2009-06-22T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:40:43.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/Sj7exymnUHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/H918jEMW-XI/s1600-h/Charlie+Chaplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/Sj7exymnUHI/AAAAAAAAAqk/H918jEMW-XI/s320/Charlie+Chaplin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349958354341417074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how this guy's acts was filmed a century ago and it's still funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh man archery ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm using yellow cause it's the bulls eye on the target face that I yearn to hit at the 70m distance.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it's the distance I have to PAWN at the trials if I wana try for the nationals. Yea I know it's big but I recently I have been thinking of trying out.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Angie held the Wed &amp;amp; Fri training during this holiday I've improved by leaps and bounds and I am not exaggerating when I say that.&lt;br /&gt;My form have been tweaked to near perfection I tell you. Bow arm in control, release executed nicely, string alignment all in place. I feel great at the range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then if I DO get into nationals, I won't see the guys again. Maybe not forever but I'll definitely miss them cause it's so fun training with them. I feel the drive to improve without any strict rules or list to follow. It's doing it at my own pace and time.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter won't feel the same, the jokes won't be the same, the people definitely won't be the same. The games and fun shoot we have together, it's just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And if I do get in to the nats, when will I see her again when now I'm practically missing her even when she's just a couple of meters away from me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7310054342116135166?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7310054342116135166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7310054342116135166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7310054342116135166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Gotta stop getting paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just overdoing it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-985062678994605426?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/985062678994605426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=985062678994605426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/985062678994605426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/985062678994605426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/gotta-stop-getting-paranoid-maybe-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3212458590603606849</id><published>2009-05-29T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:08:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCIak-w0DOc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCIak-w0DOc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FREAKY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3212458590603606849?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3212458590603606849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3212458590603606849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3212458590603606849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3212458590603606849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6945439418686172802</id><published>2009-05-29T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:29:21.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man wasted my time today going out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, DFBP workshop has nothing for me to do and I spent my time bullshitting lameness to entertain Thung Young and Boon Siong who were too stress from doing the AVG AutoCad drawings.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I decided to go do some Parkour at a nearby roof garden near SP. Met a few guys last week and did some height jumping and though, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"HEY! I should really train that. I've been way too much of a pussy to be scared of that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I got there, I couldn't even do a wall pass!!!! I didn't know if I was too under-trained or I was didn't get the technique yet. But I was feeling way too tired. But at least now I know how much I can jump over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OH AND I FINALLY LEARNT ROLL TOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped after half an hour and was like, "Shit slacking again!" But I was way too tired to really do anything active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TPY after trained there/here. Was walking back home, at the open space, with the sun baking me and not in a good mood cause of the fatigue. Then suddenly, THIS CHICK CAME UP TO ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea I know the only reason why a cute chick would come up to me is cause of doing some donations. But then she was so pretty and kinda lifted my boring day. And I felt kinda happy that she would talk to me~ (lol i sound like a total idiot now haha)&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have any money for the stuff she was selling so I just made a small donation of $5 and in front of her, I dropped my phone in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what she thought but her expression gave the "He's weird" kind of feeling when we parted. Man so did I blow it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM WAITING FOR DRAGONICA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY IS IT SO LOOONG!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6945439418686172802?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6945439418686172802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6945439418686172802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6945439418686172802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6945439418686172802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man-wasted-my-time-today-going-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6670529539779082639</id><published>2009-05-27T09:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:56:54.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already year 2 in polytechnic and I'm starting to feel restless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer seem to have the urgency to rush for class or work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate the MMS lecturer or the module itself. I just don't feel like going for the classes, like today.&lt;br /&gt;Neither do I have anything against my IA lecturer even though the way he speaks sounds as if he looks down on all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like the meaning for carrying on with hope for something has been taken away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fail my Poly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where have my drive gone to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6670529539779082639?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6670529539779082639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6670529539779082639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6670529539779082639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6670529539779082639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-already-year-2-in-polytechnic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-191849822647176965</id><published>2009-05-14T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:19:32.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to get angry at every time I was turned down on something I wanted to do/go and my face would be sending out a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"WATCH OUT I'M A TIME BOMB TICKING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kinda face.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I still do now... But for a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get chances to go through cool experiences with my friends. The kind that makes people feel closer together after going through it. Not entirely cause usually it took an uncanny amount of luck or I do it secretly for me to be able to hang out. But still, I have to leave halfway cause of rules and curfew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they have a life of a teen of their own? Don't they claim that they've been teens before and know what we are all going through? Since they use it when ever they say that we think they don't understand us?&lt;br /&gt;If they have been teens before, then why is it so hard for them to understand that the time you use to hang out with your friends now is much different than when you do it in your adulthood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Feel isn't there. The pressure-less point of life has not been reached yet. and ultimately, the youth isn't there for us to enjoy it as the same way before anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of giving useless and dumb excuses like, "The Malaysian drivers aren't reliable!" or "It is dangerous there as the roads are not in good condition!", why not they try to let go and understand why they once asked, "Have you ever thought of going overseas with your friends? Like Malaysia or Hong Kong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Now isn't that contradicting???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-191849822647176965?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/191849822647176965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=191849822647176965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/191849822647176965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/191849822647176965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-used-to-get-angry-at-every-time-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3477387437983930252</id><published>2009-05-09T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:15:45.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7GpZpoaZaSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7GpZpoaZaSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0N1_0SUGlDQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0N1_0SUGlDQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANTS VS ZOMBIE GAME MUSIC VIDEO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3477387437983930252?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3477387437983930252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3477387437983930252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3477387437983930252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3477387437983930252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/harry-potter-rap-plants-vs-zombie-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2789198169718075571</id><published>2009-05-07T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:52:09.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Professional stuntman on BMX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tattoos and hot chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the kinda dreams I've been having for the past 5 days. I wonder what that means&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2789198169718075571?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2789198169718075571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2789198169718075571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2789198169718075571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2789198169718075571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/professional-stuntman-on-bmx-tattoos.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6957964483278280205</id><published>2009-05-02T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:57:55.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Newest desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To fucking hear the cracking sound of dislocation of the neck from the fucking spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6957964483278280205?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6957964483278280205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6957964483278280205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6957964483278280205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6957964483278280205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/newest-desire-to-fucking-hear-cracking.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1706618510132624707</id><published>2009-05-02T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:33:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;FLIPS ARE NOT FUCKING PARKOUR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ROFL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRucoPPtnek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRucoPPtnek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8493286458819915932-1706618510132624707?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1706618510132624707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1706618510132624707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1706618510132624707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1706618510132624707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/flips-are-not-fucking-parkour-rofl.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6645647689712910426</id><published>2009-04-28T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:33:50.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;You just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'm glad I found this in my mail. I was really getting on my own nerves. Being bummed down and out. Thanks Shan Qing my man for sending me that mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways I dunno why I'm bummed. Just happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6645647689712910426?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6645647689712910426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6645647689712910426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6645647689712910426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6645647689712910426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-like-fucking-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5783417525842268888</id><published>2009-04-27T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:35:43.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Both things I wished would not happen again, actually have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And at the same time too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5783417525842268888?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5783417525842268888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5783417525842268888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5783417525842268888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5783417525842268888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/both-things-i-wished-would-not-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6317938722228755432</id><published>2009-04-26T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:05:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time that we've last met. I guess I was kinda of staying away myself, needed some time to live back my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret the things I did and choices I made. It was... unfair I should say, most of the time for you for it was mostly selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But what I would like to say here is not how much regret I had after we split up, but my thanks for making me a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've... to put it short since I was never good at making speeches, changed me and helped me realize a lot of things that I may never ever find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the things that I've done, I may have been a thorn in your existence. But I will still want to be your friend, and be there for you like I once have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6317938722228755432?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6317938722228755432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6317938722228755432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6317938722228755432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6317938722228755432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-quite-some-time-that-weve-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1950536570070713938</id><published>2009-04-22T08:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:53:49.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MMS.&lt;br /&gt;The module lecture I am in now. I don't even know what it stands for lols&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's about micro processor chips and such and my lecturer is SOOO hyped about them like it's his hobby or something.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if he has started teaching cause he was talking for 15min before and then told us that he have not started teaching but was only sidetracking.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell was that suppose to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;QING WEI!!! SEND ME TH PHOTOS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1950536570070713938?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1950536570070713938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1950536570070713938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1950536570070713938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1950536570070713938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/mms.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2870216508713357597</id><published>2009-04-20T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:28:23.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 1 of Year 2 in Singapore Polytechnic have just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ENDED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was... familiar. But not easing to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Like it's still awkward.&lt;br /&gt;With the others, there is no ice and i can speak my mind. Not that I'm saying there are none that disagrees with my jokes and the words I speak. But at least it's... easy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the same with the other guys. There's still... i dunno. Just don't feel the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2870216508713357597?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2870216508713357597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2870216508713357597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2870216508713357597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2870216508713357597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-1-of-year-2-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1160316625390231702</id><published>2009-04-20T07:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:31:24.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Year 2&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still RC-ing on facebook and so not excited about school.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I'm not with the guys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just live through it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much of a choice do I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1160316625390231702?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1160316625390231702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1160316625390231702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1160316625390231702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1160316625390231702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/year-2-day-1-still-rc-ing-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8518404238005280945</id><published>2009-04-16T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:43:53.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got drunk last night&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about it tomorrow when I feel better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8518404238005280945?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-9013823265498285281</id><published>2009-04-12T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:13:25.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't say&lt;br /&gt;How honoured I am&lt;br /&gt;To be working in Singapore's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Number 1 MLM company&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/8493286458819915932-9013823265498285281?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9013823265498285281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=9013823265498285281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9013823265498285281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9013823265498285281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-say-how-honoured-i-am-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4259842120006070719</id><published>2009-04-09T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:22:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>twat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4259842120006070719?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4259842120006070719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4259842120006070719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4259842120006070719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4259842120006070719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/twat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6861915120291766251</id><published>2009-04-09T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:06:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fucking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pissed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room clock just had to go slower by 5min on a day like this.&lt;br /&gt;The day where I'm suppose to register my GEMs in my 2nd appointment because I've already missed the first.&lt;br /&gt;Now I've missed the Open Registration&lt;br /&gt;If I miss the Final Registration tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Students of SP, watch your precious poly burn and razed to the ground!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6861915120291766251?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6861915120291766251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6861915120291766251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6861915120291766251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6861915120291766251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-fucking-pissed-off-room-clock-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5276399050791203276</id><published>2009-04-04T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:05:50.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to training Parkour.&lt;br /&gt;That 's the only real physical thing that I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn the art of movement.&lt;br /&gt;Discipline Vince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISCIPLINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5276399050791203276?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5276399050791203276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5276399050791203276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5276399050791203276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5276399050791203276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-get-back-on-track.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2506851785271989437</id><published>2009-04-03T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:09:55.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I'll put this real short cause I'm just TO DARN LAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp and chalet ended DAYS ago. Apparantly my folks do not know i went for chalet after my camp.&lt;br /&gt;But camp was kinda awesome even thought I had to do manual labour like the bangalas workers in the area. Digging sand from the beach to the flat grassy area for beach game. Actually gave me a burn that now I look like a snake molting.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was disco nightwhere 2 really hot chicks took the limelight and shook their booties till it was all eyes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bad thing about being PC is that you only can take baths at certain times. Which left me sleeping on disco night without bathing for 1day.. It was kinda disturbing for me to feel like i was sleeping with my sweat turning sour or somthing then turning thick and I had to sleep in it. Eww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was something surprising. There were a lot of couples among the campers. Meaning less girls for us to flirtl Lol nah just joking.&lt;br /&gt;But there was this girl I kept staring at... Ah, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 days at St John's island, I was worn out. Like as in a serious case oflacking of sleep. But I trudged on to Pasir Ris, when my camp ended in school at 1pm and meeting time for chalet was 6am. I bounced from Dover to Joon Koon then to Pasir Ris. Reached Pasir Ris at 3pm and actually slept at the Mac over there. I sound so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;6pm finally came and I met up with Cher, Jackie, Ray and Fanny and we WALKED to the chalet with what feels like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a bag of bricks rubbing the sunburn on my shoulders while me leg muscles feel like they were gonna explode from overworking them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got there, ZiYu and Qing Wei and Ming Wei have already started the fire. Oh and guess what? ZiYu's other friends had a chalet coincidently beside ours!!! Haha no it wa not. It was planned to have theirs beside ours. But we were too shy like junior high school kids to makes friends. Couldn't really talk.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing disco on the first night with only me and jackie in the mood to dance. The others weren't so into it.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day was Wild Wild Wet and we got WET!!! And that was when my skin started peeling off by the chunks. I just threw them into the lazy pool. In that night, Don's girl in his dreams came to our chalet cause he asked her to. Surprisingly she was hotter than I thought she would be. I thought she'd be only average. Her sister's hot too man. Whoo~ But it doesn't matter, It's gonna be a one time only thing, so I don't expect to meet her again. Too bad for Don, she rejected him.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the 3rd day and we all did some last min snapping of photos and it was on our way home!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2506851785271989437?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2506851785271989437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2506851785271989437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2506851785271989437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2506851785271989437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-ill-put-this-real-short-cause-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2311015991149243274</id><published>2009-03-23T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:30:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Rotting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only thing I've been doing to my head at home for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things out there that I can do I know but am not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Parkour, LFI, work out, piano. Work is definitely out of the question. I can't seem to find any nice jobs. No need those with high pay but just jobs that are nice to work but just not so popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm just waiting for time to pass until it's time for me to set my next plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is pretty much crumbling at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2311015991149243274?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2311015991149243274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2311015991149243274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2311015991149243274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2311015991149243274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/rotting.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1491564837410457326</id><published>2009-03-19T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:52:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am about to kill myself from this boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody help me before I really do something stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1491564837410457326?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1491564837410457326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1491564837410457326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1491564837410457326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1491564837410457326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-about-to-kill-myself-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1067283815979514466</id><published>2009-03-19T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:56:05.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I was that much hated by trying to start a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;All I did was try to talk to a friend I've not spoken to for a long time and it ended up with me saying some things she hated and now, gotten me being hated. I wonder what I did wrong and how many people out there thinks the same way too without telling me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1067283815979514466?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1067283815979514466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1067283815979514466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1067283815979514466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1067283815979514466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8346549909743802803</id><published>2009-03-19T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:40:18.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays. HO-LI-DAYS! What does this word means? Speaking at a social level of language, it means a break to do what ever you want! A.k.a  have fun! Do something interesting! Hang out with friends and just... CHILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;But noooo~ That's not happening to me now. [But since when have it ever lol] It seemed to be worse than usual. I am so bored I would walk into a bra shop [probably Triumph] and buy a set for a life size Elmo doll. And probably be pleased with myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored that the computer doesn't seem to have any interesting. My wallet seem to have come to life and comsumed all of my cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through my holidays before schools starts again. Right now waiting for chalet! I hope it will be fun. I hope that it will not be ruin by &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; acts as a result from&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; childish&lt;/span&gt; thinking which are generated from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to play the middleman for someone who doesn't even want to really think about what I talked to him about? I can't believe I'm letting myself have faith in people like 'him' when I've met peope like 'him' who have already proven to me that they have the inability to comprehend to whatever advice I have to offer when they are the one who asked for it. So unreal for me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ScIRWmuIdQI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WBg-yg0LxQ4/s1600-h/heath_ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ScIRWmuIdQI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WBg-yg0LxQ4/s320/heath_ledger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314829590299440386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ScIRWxDLcFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/-5cHJ2lPhHw/s1600-h/2690788553_89fc8c770d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ScIRWxDLcFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/-5cHJ2lPhHw/s320/2690788553_89fc8c770d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314829593072070738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger as the Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've not really watched the latest Batman movie, I've watched some of his Joker scenes and I now know why everyone says he's so great in that role, because he is.&lt;br /&gt;The way he brought out that evil element, the cunning streak that any other joker in any of the other Batman have ever done before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8346549909743802803?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8346549909743802803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=8346549909743802803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8346549909743802803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8346549909743802803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cannot-believe-this-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ScIRWmuIdQI/AAAAAAAAAqU/WBg-yg0LxQ4/s72-c/heath_ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-644969235382161251</id><published>2009-03-16T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:44:53.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've not felt this happy in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Happy as in, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stress free!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha&lt;br /&gt;But that usually is accompanied by me being complacent about my goals&lt;br /&gt;Zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-644969235382161251?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/644969235382161251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=644969235382161251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/644969235382161251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/644969235382161251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-not-felt-this-happy-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2125737691195863321</id><published>2009-03-14T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:10:20.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, is just disappointmnt and embarassment towards my being.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a Jam and it was, well, a failure for me.&lt;br /&gt;Let's do a checklist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saut de cat: Failed&lt;br /&gt;Wall pass: Barely made it aka failed&lt;br /&gt;Precision jump: Pass(but what's the point? it was only 1m)&lt;br /&gt;Cat leap: Failed&lt;br /&gt;Roll: Didn't even have the guts to try. FAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. The basics of PK I'm suppose to have are all, kaput.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, by now I should at least know how to do 2 techniques but the one, saut de chat which I've been working on for about 2 months now, can't even give me satisfactory results! I mean I couldn't even kick my legs back high enough to get it over. I'm such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so complacent thinking that as long as I understand the techniques in my head it would be so much easier for me. Since when was I the kind that thinks hat way!?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so upset with myself now that I just want thwhole world to not care about me and just leave me be so that all the time in the world would be at my disposal for my own training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2125737691195863321?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2125737691195863321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2125737691195863321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2125737691195863321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2125737691195863321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-now-is-just-disappointmnt-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4104710518936944010</id><published>2009-03-12T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:27:13.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright it always happens like this. When ever I want to blog I totally forgot what I want to blog lol.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just gonna put down what ever I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RJA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; concert on Tues. Mega bummer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm even more hyped now about LFI.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that Donavan will grow up and learn to control his emotions better.&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest, I've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic to lightened up this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SbkNDzGtXpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NQ3UTAwxcuA/s1600-h/Beggar+%26+company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312291594369326738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SbkNDzGtXpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NQ3UTAwxcuA/s320/Beggar+%26+company.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're not the only ones affected by the recession you know haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4104710518936944010?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4104710518936944010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4104710518936944010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4104710518936944010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4104710518936944010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/alright-it-always-happens-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SbkNDzGtXpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NQ3UTAwxcuA/s72-c/Beggar+%26+company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4772106296336244821</id><published>2009-03-07T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:51:45.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WAS TAGGED BY MIRABEL THE MIRAMOTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:It's harder than it looks!Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people.Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up!If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers.You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : Vincent&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : Vane&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : Vance&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Victoria&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Vet&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Violet&lt;br /&gt;.7. Something you'll wear : Vase&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : Very awesome eats&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom : Very slimey stuff :P&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : Vhere is tat?&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : Vie vas very vleepy&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : VERY FUNNY DUMBASS!!&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : Vertical Limit&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : Vodka&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : Valencia&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal : VONKEY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name : Vincent Street&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car : Vroom Vroom&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : Vegas by All Time Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tag anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And dumb thing is, I had to google for half the answers I gave -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4772106296336244821?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4772106296336244821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4772106296336244821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4772106296336244821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4772106296336244821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-tagged-by-mirabel-miramoth.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4808032165097569162</id><published>2009-03-04T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:35:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeez~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is so troublesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I guess school is like a filler in a manga series. Everytime it's just grades, homework, tests and exams that are usually the things revolving around, and has been that way for the past 12 years and still counting. But soon the countdown will be over and that's when the main story begins.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I hate holidays. Not only do you not have anything to do, it gives you a wiff of the cruel reality we all teens have to go through once we're done with school. AKA, The working society. And thus we would then become the word that I hate most in the growing stages of our lives, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ADULTS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, doesn't it bug you? Yea I know it's life we should expect it bla bla bla~&lt;br /&gt;But think about it for a moment! Times like these that we're in with the recession, damn is it going to be tough securing a job. Not only that. Even if we get a job at say Popular, Sakura, Admin or Mac, there's still a chance that we're going to get sacked cause the recession wouldn't be over yet! (Not saying that it will happen to you ZY lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that one time in the news it came out. A girl secured a job before her graduation in August and was guarenteed that she could start work as soon as she finishes her education which would be in Feb the following year. But in Dec they send her a letter saying that her position has got to be cancelled. Why? Because of the blasted recession! Dang that's cruel. I'm surprised she didn't burn down the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, Thinking about the adult life is troublesome. Cause the responsibilities would then be ridiculously abundant to deal with. Stuff like... argh... I don't even want to start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4808032165097569162?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4808032165097569162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4808032165097569162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4808032165097569162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4808032165097569162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/jeez-life-is-so-troublesome-right-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-583896787027612630</id><published>2009-03-03T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:29:02.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know. NOW I KNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you didn't lie to me though...&lt;br /&gt;It's such an awesome news to know!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-583896787027612630?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/583896787027612630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=583896787027612630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/583896787027612630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/583896787027612630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/wahahahaha-now-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6222164673470460542</id><published>2009-03-02T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:49:23.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Another day of my holiday is finally &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm so glad because I've not found a job yet which means more than a month of my life is going to be boring cause I would not have anything to do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least today I finally got to see Felicia again!!! Little petite girl from what I remembered. Haven't seen her in like, 4 - 6 months+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now she's grown a little at least. Not like how she was in the past. 15 but still look like a 11 year old. Somewhat the same as Joanna hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway hanging out with her is kinda, difficult, considering that I can't seem to find many topics to talk with her and she's constantly ending off her piece in the middle. She also seemed, a little light headed now haha. Like she's about to fall over orsomething. She almost got hit by a car travelling parallel to us when we were crossing the traffic light today LOL. Unbelievable.We didn't hang out that long but long enough for us to catch Pink Panther 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had loads of laugh there! The movie was awesome!! 4.5 out of 5 stars I'd give it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah crud can't upload pics using my desktop what the hell~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've got no life now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6222164673470460542?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6222164673470460542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6222164673470460542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6222164673470460542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6222164673470460542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-day-of-my-holiday-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1384007944946577583</id><published>2009-03-02T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:57:37.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ahem~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*taps on mic*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"May I have your undivided attention please"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I would like to announce that..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I HAVE GOT A NEW HIRCUT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I do not have a photo of that. Hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1384007944946577583?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1384007944946577583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1384007944946577583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1384007944946577583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1384007944946577583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahem-taps-on-mic-may-i-have-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6240996727456622577</id><published>2009-02-28T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:01:02.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Made my way to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking fast. Faces past and I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just making my way, making my way on the stree-ee-eets&lt;br /&gt;I kept walking. And finding. And there it wa-as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tiong Bahru CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took so long, so much time&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I've walked a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;Just to donate, some &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;, tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!! Okay... I think some of you might know what I'm doing there. Just a little bit of random shit cause I'm to lazy to blog exactly what I did today. Sad thing was they denied my request of donating 2 bags of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;. Crud.&lt;br /&gt;Jessie asked if I like pain. Well... she should know better. Lol. Anyways... When I was waiting for my turn, the nurse stuck the needle connecting to the tube into a lady's hand and was wondering why where wasn't any &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; flowing out. So she lifted the needle while it was still in the lady's hand and it looked like she was tying to rip it out from there instead. LOL. Call me perverted but I thought it looked cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6240996727456622577?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6240996727456622577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6240996727456622577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6240996727456622577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6240996727456622577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/made-my-way-to-tiong-walking-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1040196783770787035</id><published>2009-02-26T10:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:48:09.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ahhhhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the long and harsh road we took has finally come to an END!!! A.K.A &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;exams are over!&lt;/span&gt;  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was 3 days ago, and I'm blogging about it only now lol. Anyway right after being &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;brutally murdered&lt;/span&gt; by the Engineering Materials paper, majority of us headed down to Bugis to eat at some restaurant of some kind. Don't know the place but it played movies, which is entertaining for sure since I was sitting around people who I had a hard time bringing up conversational topics with.&lt;br /&gt;The food there was great! Try going there if any of you have the chance. I got the Salmon Speghetti and it was heaven! It tased awesome. Then afer that was cake, pictures. Headed down to the Esplenade roof terrace garden and there were more pictures there. Soon we guys headed down to SQ place and crashed. I'll let the pics do the talking from here on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYDOzwFQXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/iuyM3beP9AE/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYDOzwFQXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/iuyM3beP9AE/s320/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306932763847639410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy &amp;amp; gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYDPUcFT9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/WBtggCgwsDA/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYDPUcFT9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/WBtggCgwsDA/s320/P1010031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306932772622127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray and Tif-Fanny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE8549XEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pKBDXJkvV6Y/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE8549XEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pKBDXJkvV6Y/s320/P1010033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306934655281093698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watcha looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE9HzK07I/AAAAAAAAAj8/EO9RjhgaXOQ/s1600-h/P1010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE9HzK07I/AAAAAAAAAj8/EO9RjhgaXOQ/s320/P1010039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306934659014906802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme feed you dear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE9iLDSTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/mWebZf5CV_8/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE9iLDSTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/mWebZf5CV_8/s320/P1010041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306934666094397746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE92X6gfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/cyN8vkdnCBg/s1600-h/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYE92X6gfI/AAAAAAAAAkM/cyN8vkdnCBg/s320/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306934671517057522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnIpyGNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/tzBIoit0XcU/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnIpyGNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/tzBIoit0XcU/s320/P1010044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306935380798478546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnSiuTwI/AAAAAAAAAkk/g389AJ2eJsU/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnSiuTwI/AAAAAAAAAkk/g389AJ2eJsU/s320/P1010045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306935383453224706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnm4z9mI/AAAAAAAAAks/5giAv-RFisI/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFnm4z9mI/AAAAAAAAAks/5giAv-RFisI/s320/P1010046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306935388914579042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFn0TWIMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/N2UaZJ8NDMg/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFn0TWIMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/N2UaZJ8NDMg/s320/P1010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306935392515530946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take me I take you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFn8mQcbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HPBNkck62iA/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYFn8mQcbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HPBNkck62iA/s320/P1010050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306935394742333874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carline &amp;amp; Huey Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNHhMJNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TPwMqLiBsj0/s1600-h/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNHhMJNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TPwMqLiBsj0/s320/P1010051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306936033329030354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huey Lin and Teck Poh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNZ6M0DI/AAAAAAAAAlM/bLDTPO39rBU/s1600-h/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNZ6M0DI/AAAAAAAAAlM/bLDTPO39rBU/s320/P1010056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306936038265770034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the great crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNVAcifI/AAAAAAAAAlU/adipvzD2V3A/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGNVAcifI/AAAAAAAAAlU/adipvzD2V3A/s320/P1010058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306936036949789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Fanny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGN6-ZBuI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Ys9HmKyBH4g/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGN6-ZBuI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Ys9HmKyBH4g/s320/P1010059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306936047141717730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Ray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGOIWHg_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/DIUyEQyUrWw/s1600-h/P1010063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYGOIWHg_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/DIUyEQyUrWw/s320/P1010063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306936050730894322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee weet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHLs1wSRI/AAAAAAAAAls/J1iff-nUcf8/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHLs1wSRI/AAAAAAAAAls/J1iff-nUcf8/s320/P1010064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937108499286290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHL3RK1JI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3zosVLcvaCM/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHL3RK1JI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3zosVLcvaCM/s320/P1010067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937111298626706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Ellin fierce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMBP5PFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/LCaUa02Savc/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMBP5PFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/LCaUa02Savc/s320/P1010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937113977633874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ruined by a finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMD0rSvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/TIIcSsbPSZ8/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMD0rSvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/TIIcSsbPSZ8/s320/P1010069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937114668780274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladiesssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMX_LXuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xORQrfNOvHU/s1600-h/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYHMX_LXuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xORQrfNOvHU/s320/P1010070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306937120081534690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the odd one out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIaIdbLvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jAR7PzoZGIQ/s1600-h/P1010072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIaIdbLvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jAR7PzoZGIQ/s320/P1010072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938455943229170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all guuuuuuud!!! QW says it all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIaSa59lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/eEo3I4MM7ak/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIaSa59lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/eEo3I4MM7ak/s320/P1010073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938458617017938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 retarded face. One t the front, one at the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIad3OIaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Gv7qajdHtVo/s1600-h/P1010074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIad3OIaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Gv7qajdHtVo/s320/P1010074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938461688570274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIbLcAqXI/AAAAAAAAAms/FH7tb252zRM/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIbLcAqXI/AAAAAAAAAms/FH7tb252zRM/s320/P1010076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938473922472306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hansome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIbXJbZEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xqXkHfbl2iM/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYIbXJbZEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/xqXkHfbl2iM/s320/P1010078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306938477065757762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Handsomesssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJIYz6zyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0hFH4pFVkws/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJIYz6zyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0hFH4pFVkws/s320/P1010081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939250606526242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observing from a distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJJu486uI/AAAAAAAAAnU/X4H0-HGeQb0/s1600-h/P1010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJJu486uI/AAAAAAAAAnU/X4H0-HGeQb0/s320/P1010085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939273713085154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't seem to like the camera a lot haha (SQ and ZY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJKA3C3pI/AAAAAAAAAnc/O2scSCzQo5U/s1600-h/P1010086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJKA3C3pI/AAAAAAAAAnc/O2scSCzQo5U/s320/P1010086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939278536924818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own Mr. Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwYB_7tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/jln-SzbwdPI/s1600-h/P1010089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwYB_7tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/jln-SzbwdPI/s320/P1010089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939937591914194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... How Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwp-AqfI/AAAAAAAAAns/9AkUr383G0c/s1600-h/P1010091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwp-AqfI/AAAAAAAAAns/9AkUr383G0c/s320/P1010091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939942407023090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thingies that girls do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwnOwQJI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DVAZWow2jLs/s1600-h/P1010092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJwnOwQJI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DVAZWow2jLs/s320/P1010092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939941671944338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJw4IoL3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/AagVfrCv58I/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJw4IoL3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/AagVfrCv58I/s320/P1010093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939946209652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice! Except for the little extra red haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJxOUoxUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/oBpLnwbCGBU/s1600-h/P1010094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYJxOUoxUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/oBpLnwbCGBU/s320/P1010094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939952165602626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am from Er Mei Shan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLwSkEUGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c0T4WPFpIWQ/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLwSkEUGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c0T4WPFpIWQ/s320/P1010098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942135147450466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brookback Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLwhXBEII/AAAAAAAAAo8/xKdO76uejcY/s1600-h/P1010099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLwhXBEII/AAAAAAAAAo8/xKdO76uejcY/s320/P1010099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942139119243394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks from Shaolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxEfI8yI/AAAAAAAAApE/IADSIFRtEzI/s1600-h/P1010100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxEfI8yI/AAAAAAAAApE/IADSIFRtEzI/s320/P1010100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942148548555554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear the fearsome team! Esp ray and his piercing eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxWZ7-_I/AAAAAAAAApM/39m7qz-hTwA/s1600-h/P1010101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxWZ7-_I/AAAAAAAAApM/39m7qz-hTwA/s320/P1010101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942153358572530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just slacking. Give up Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxnhKFmI/AAAAAAAAApU/SkBJ7bW0n-s/s1600-h/P1010102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYLxnhKFmI/AAAAAAAAApU/SkBJ7bW0n-s/s320/P1010102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942157952259682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't wana know what we were doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYNm7zW-MI/AAAAAAAAApc/DZ657FP7ezI/s1600-h/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYNm7zW-MI/AAAAAAAAApc/DZ657FP7ezI/s320/P1010104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306944173442005186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do the kissing illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYNm7Lng-I/AAAAAAAAApk/4k2U9-qPKOA/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYNm7Lng-I/AAAAAAAAApk/4k2U9-qPKOA/s320/P1010105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306944173275317218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed. Let's see the pros shall we? (bottom pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYOMfovvuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PCjLXTUdDwU/s1600-h/Edited+5+star+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYOMfovvuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PCjLXTUdDwU/s320/Edited+5+star+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306944818716327650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R21. Sorry for the inconvenience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1040196783770787035?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1040196783770787035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1040196783770787035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1040196783770787035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1040196783770787035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhhhh-finally-long-and-harsh-road-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SaYDOzwFQXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/iuyM3beP9AE/s72-c/P1010030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1593680696708399789</id><published>2009-02-23T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:08:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reports today shown that many from DRFSM/1A/21 had a change of mind about the chances of passing between the modules of Thermofluids and Engineering Material. One had said: "I feel that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thermofluids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is easier than &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Engineering Material!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" And not a few hours ago, we have Vincent, barely breathing, crawling out of the examination room. Managing to say: "I can't believe I survived that!"&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh... At least I manage to survive the module I've had least confident in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start to notice a little change in the way you act towards me.&lt;br /&gt;Believe what you will chap.&lt;br /&gt;But if you think I'm taking something that's yours, then I guess you have no trust in me&lt;br /&gt;That is if it's yours yet.&lt;br /&gt;But take it from my word of mouth&lt;br /&gt;It is no more&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't care if you don't trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday 13th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is finally MINEEEE!!! Finish dowloading I-don't-know-when, But watch a few of the killing scenes and it is AWESOME!!! But not as good as the past films. I prefer it when Jason don't run. It's more thrilling when his victims runs and freaks out but he manages to kill them anyway by just walking. Like he's a freaking ghost or something. But it's still the same as the older films. Killing, gruesome methods and the usual sex scene. A great movie with a great leading role.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1593680696708399789?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1593680696708399789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1593680696708399789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1593680696708399789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1593680696708399789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/reports-today-shown-that-many-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-120222270574589492</id><published>2009-02-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:23:13.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZIQI!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope you like the monkey I gave you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok step 1 of what I want to do for posting is done. I've actually got tons of things to blog about. My exams, my on goings recently and stuff... But considering what just happened only a couple of minutes ago, I'm just too full of anger and hate from the insult I've just recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea I'll go with you, I have &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MINIMUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; money management. I'll &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;TOTALLY AGREE&lt;/span&gt; that what ever money that belongs to me I will eventually spend all of it on food and only food. Because, like what my mum aka your wife said, I cannot resist &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;temptation&lt;/span&gt;. And yes, I cannot resist food more than half the time.&lt;br /&gt;I get it when you say money isn't easy to earn at this point of time. Money isn't rolling in like the haze from Autralia's forest fire is. Money don't grow on no &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;motherfucking trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I TOTALLY agree with you, without any sarcasm or childish motives to satisfy you. I honestly believe that money is now almost scarce.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've joined LFI. Long Fa International. A company with promoters doing network marketing. Been to the presentation, the tour, the place. Been explained the system and the testimonials and products and shits they have there. I'm I decided to give it a try. To be part of it, I have to attend "lessons" on the ways to do buisness from the more successful senior's past experience and I have to take notes. There would be dates I have to take note too. So why not get an organiser? I could use it for my personal life too.&lt;br /&gt;So I went out today, 6 hours before my E Tech paper, to do a little shopping. Headed down to City Hall, scoured through the more common shops for cheap ones so as to cut cost. But I couldn't find any acceptable ones. So I decided to leave and chanced upon this BEAUTIFUL shop selling papery stuff. And got myself an organiser there. $23.30&lt;br /&gt;I got home and I told you about it. And then you started getting your boiler on and heated the tension way to far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have faith in me. As a matter of fact it sounded like you NEVER had no fucking faith in me. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"If you were to do a buisness you would take your client's money and spend it as if it were your own."&lt;/span&gt; Now what, the, fuck? I know I have a hard time handling my money. Listen here, MY MONEY! Not money I was told to safeguard! So you really think that I would do something so... so... (I can't find the fucking word right now) so that I could gain from it?&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; "Take my advice. Don't spend any money that has been trusted to you when your doing the buisness."&lt;/span&gt; Yea you don't have any faith in me at all, not a single bit. I can read it from your bleeding mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LFI requires me to have a goal in life. To set targets and make sure I meet them. I've got none so far. But thanks to your bitching and LFI experience given to me, I've got a couple now. I won't take your advice. I bloody won't. I'm gonna prove you wrong. I'm gonna fucking prove you wrong. I'm gonna set a goal for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Goal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna earn money in LFI. I'm gonna fucking earn a sum you never fucking thought I could, and I'm gonna save it. I'm gonna learn to save from LFI and provide it for the family. I'm gonna show you, something you thought I never could do. I'm going to FUCKING CHANGE MYSELF FOR THE BETTER. For everyone else in my life, I will change for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-120222270574589492?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/120222270574589492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=120222270574589492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/120222270574589492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/120222270574589492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-ziqi-hope-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4678697217512008680</id><published>2009-02-20T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:03:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder why sometimes we take so long to find the right reason we're looking to our questions.&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens, you will be like "Oh why didn't I realize that before!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the answer to my question is, there never was anything that I really wanted in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4678697217512008680?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4678697217512008680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4678697217512008680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4678697217512008680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4678697217512008680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wonder-why-sometimes-we-take-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4014019962068822416</id><published>2009-02-19T07:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:55:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far, things have been hectic. I, have been somewhat, busy. (If I can even consider myself that)&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how short my attention span is! I tried doign another Electronics paper just the other day and when I was halfway through section B, I felt so restless that it felt like I was gona rip the chair I was sitting on to pieces. But anyway, the worst(electronics) is over. I was sliced and diced and decapitated and boiled by it yesterday. Improvement I saw from last semester's performance was that at least now the questions made sense to me! But I still had problem figuring out which was the right formula to use, Quite a few questions I didn't know how to really go about doing it. Sigh... At least I'm confident I might just get a pass, which is what I need to get past this semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was over 2 days ago. That one didn't get me anywhere. I was just sitting there,figuring out the questioins, doing the questions, while chewing on the whole of my lollipop stick. Got my tongue bleeding and the stick covered in blood diluted from my saliva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sidetrack no more. Now what I need to do is pack my bed, fake a layout so that my mum will think I ate breakfast this morning, and then it's off to study for this afternoon's Cprog. MOVE MOVE MOVE VINCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4014019962068822416?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4014019962068822416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4014019962068822416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4014019962068822416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4014019962068822416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-far-things-have-been-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1805263964928899764</id><published>2009-02-16T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:28:00.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12.20 now&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cranky&lt;br /&gt;Cluttered thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy but can't sleep [by folk's orders]&lt;br /&gt;Going for exam later in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Wish that it was earlier now&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that the revision in my head will run away if I wait any longer&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Cradle of Filth - Byonic Man&lt;br /&gt;Quite an alright song&lt;br /&gt;Love the part near the ending&lt;br /&gt;Wants some company now&lt;br /&gt;But no ones free&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;Makes me more cranky&lt;br /&gt;Wished I slept early last night&lt;br /&gt;This song playing now sucks&lt;br /&gt;Just deleted it and put on a better one&lt;br /&gt;Still listening to black metal&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm poisoning myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;redundent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rendered useless&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/8493286458819915932-1805263964928899764?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1805263964928899764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1805263964928899764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1805263964928899764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1805263964928899764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/12.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3842125293794122256</id><published>2009-02-14T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:18:09.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10am now. *yawn* I have no idea why but it feels like I haven't been sleeping for 48 hours when my mother woke me up this morning. I slept at 10pm last night ya know? Zzz... Anyways... I kinda thanks god I'm single this Valentines. Oh before I go on............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day y'all!! Lovebirds and lonely-birds alike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright as I was saying I'm kinda glad I'm single this Valentine, since it's like 2 days before my final year semester paper. Where's the romance in that!? How can you look into your other half's eyes and think about her sweetness or whatever when your brain is filled with your modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; This is our 3rd Valentine's darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; I know dear. I'm happy that I have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; There's been so many things that have happened since we started seeing each other and I'm glad we're still together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Really?(starts to feel happier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. And there's only one thing on my mind right now (Looks deeply into girl's eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; What is it? (Looks back into boy's eyes full of hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Oh shit my exams starting in 2 day's time and I've only covered a molecule of my modules. What if I can't pass this time!? I can't get into the......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what your girl would say. Or probably what would she do?&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;L-O-L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It'll be your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt; Valentine &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; and you would have just blown off a really great gal/dude whom you may &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;NE-VER&lt;/span&gt; get back again. Wouldn't that be a mega sad case? I wonder if something like that would happen within my reach of observation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway revision over here on my side isn't great at all. I planned 2 weeks of study schedule before hand and I have not even manage to complete 1 day! And I just realized that if I fail my final sem paper for me Electronics I may very well have to retake it &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; or even worse, get &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXPELLED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from SP. I have no freaking idea why it would turn out this way or how. I just know, for my electronics, I'm in some &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;deep smoking hot shit&lt;/span&gt; right now. Worse of all, I've got no one to help me in it. It will kill me inside out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3842125293794122256?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3842125293794122256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3842125293794122256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3842125293794122256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3842125293794122256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/10am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5055202948511728633</id><published>2009-02-12T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:17:00.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hahas.. i was tagged by Cher!! :] here the quiz goes! :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?Procrastinating from my study schedule&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?yes... when I don't want to be reached&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What happen at 10am today?Watching hentai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. When did you last cry?Couple of years back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5: Believe in fate/destiny?Fate, yes. Destiny? nehhhh not really&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6: What do you want in your life now?MASTER PK!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7: Do you tend to make relationships complicated?Sadly yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8: Are you wearing anything you borrowed for someone?Nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9: What was the last movie you caught?Da Xi Shi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10: Does the person you like knows that you like him/her?No. I'm very good at covering up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11: Who always makes you laugh?Those who I let myself laugh at them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12: Do you speak languages other than English?Mandrin, a little jap, jibberish, shooblangee, tatatooee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13: Favourite website(s)?Plurk, blogger and *ahem*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14: What are you doing tommorow?Dumb quiz talking about school. Eat shit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15: What do you think you are like?Sensitive to other's actions and patient&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16: Who would you choose to die with?No one. I'd rather other's live happy after me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17: Where have you been today? Town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18: What game do you play often?Warcraft&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19: Who you missing right now?My close and new found frens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20: If you have to choose between a friend and a lover, who will you choose?If you mother fucking make me choose, neither&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21: What are you doing right now?Doing this quiz which is beginning to seem fucked up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22: Which primary school were you from?Pei Chun Primary school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23: Name 3 colours you like?Metallic Black, White, Crimson Red&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24: What emotion do you like to show?Never took notice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25: What is life to you?The end with a beginning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26: If you have something troubling you, what would you do?Ponder over it until I get a solution and an improvement of myself so that I won't make the same mistake again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27: Who did you last chat with on msn?Jeremy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28: Who do you admire the most?Don't know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29: Which month you born in?October&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30: How you feeling right now?Worries and stressed out of my brains&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31: What's the time now?8.15pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32: Your opinion on the person who tagged?Gong Gong penguin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33: What color do you like to dye your hair?Grey or just no color at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34: Why you doing this quiz?Cause I was frigging tagged&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35: What do you do when you are moody?Talk less, listen more to others and metal. Find a quiet and isolated place to hang out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36: At which stage do you wish to get married?Never. Unless my wife is a women I'd love to sleep with every night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37: Who is closer to you?Who who what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38: Who is/are the people/person you trust the most?Kaye, Jessie, Juanna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39: Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?Yes. The rainbow owes me a lot of favors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40: If you have a dream come true, what would it be?To have all my loved ones [family and frens] happy and worry free&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41: What is your goal for this year?Be with the peeps I am now, next sem&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42: Do you believe in eternity love?No. But I believe in eternal hatred.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43: What feeling do you love the most?Satisfaction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44: Do you really think it is global warming now?Don't really care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45: Do you like quizzes?Yea I do but I'm wondering why this one has so many redundant questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46: Do you believe in gods? Rarely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47: Who cares about you the most?I don't really want to think about that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48: What do you think is the most important thing in your life? Other's happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49: What will you bring when you fight? My arsenal full of body parts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50: What have you regretted doing in your whole life? Er.... I'm not sure. Not screw a girl?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;51: What do you do if nobody cared for you any longer? I would go into completing my 'training' of isolation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;52: What will you do if you boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you? I will hope that I have screwed her before we split&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;53: How you feel now?Worried&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5055202948511728633?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5055202948511728633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5055202948511728633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5055202948511728633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5055202948511728633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2388540634243744446</id><published>2009-02-12T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:38:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I've made a group of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;REALY AWESOME FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt; who I really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; alot. Though they may be together and all, really supportive. All groups have their loopholes and flaws. Disagreements and all. I just found out about one of it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZiYu. A really interesting girl from my class. A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;new friend&lt;/span&gt; like the rest. Cheerful, full of energy and nice, but also emotionally unsure about the people around her and their real intentions. Insecure she is about company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reminds a lot of my old self. Back when I was immature and did not know how to handle my emotions nor thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk aimlessly when landed in a situation like her, letting my legs and thoughts take me to where ever I could go to. I used to shut myself off from all forms of communication from all my friends. hoping they would not contradict the could be's nor interrupt my inner voice at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always try to isolate myself for the best of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;not making things worse then it already is&lt;/span&gt;, and think of what I did and where went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, guilt would consume me for leaving my friends uninformed of my plans and I would eventually somehow end up looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there would still be this emptiness that only can be filled with company. It would be tickled when I finally see the faces of the friends I finally find and hope one of them eould br suitable to talk with. Often, no one would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes back to taking it alone, trying to figure out for myself what went wrong and how should I do it the next time to prevent it from happening or which part of me is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto-navigation of my direction and it takes me to the place where I think is closest to where I could get attention or the company I need. Most of the time, it just ends me back home with nothing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I've finally learnt the lessons, I have pulled myself out from the darkness. From that hole I've always felt trapped and helpless in. And I see something beautiful. Something I couldn't see before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people who are there for me. People who I could turn to before but didn't because I was too scared and unsure. They were always there. They were never disappointed that I failed to see their my friends, cause they are true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even now, after seeing me at my lowest. After experiencing my ignorance to their existace in my life before. They still stuck by me and were all happy I was able to save myself and still accepted me, as their &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;friend.&lt;/span&gt; I am grateful for their understanding and could never, bear to hurt them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson I took 9 years to learn and understand and I would hope my friend would not fall as deep as I did, is the lesson of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;having faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all actions and words said and done seem positive of your friends being untrue, just hold on and believe in them still. Even if the tendency to reject them and distance from them is overwhelming, just &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;keep trusting them.&lt;/span&gt; Because if you push them away and in the end you realize they were the ones who have always been there while the ones you thought were your buddies turned out to be fraud, is the time where you will never get back that beautiful friendship back again and will forever live to regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just hold on and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;keep believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2388540634243744446?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2388540634243744446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2388540634243744446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2388540634243744446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2388540634243744446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-ive-made-group-of-realy-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-9210452295988155378</id><published>2009-02-11T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:48:26.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright I did something very dumb. After posting the post below this post, I turned off my com and realized I'm feeling crummy just because someone told me to sleep. One of the things I really don't like doing but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to because as a human being, it is essential to my life. So I've turned by com back and I am going to do something that is rare in me. I am going to actually rant about sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the time where you fall in to eternal darkness in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the turning off of your brain, rendering it useless until &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;daybreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the possible invitation of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bad dreams&lt;/span&gt;. In my case, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bad memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the risk of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;never waking up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the hindrance of your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the factor that makes you feel&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the reason why you get morning &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the cause of guys having &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;wet dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the time where you might just sleep talk all of your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is the shut off switch from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't really like sleep. It makes me feel useless. But not sleeping in the middle of the night is pointless since everyone is sleeping besides me and I got a strict set of parents who forbid me to hang out till the wee hours of the morning outside. So what else can I do alone where I won't be bored until the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;first light&lt;/span&gt;? (after a while I feel like I'm saying the word sheep instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLEEP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD NIGHT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-9210452295988155378?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9210452295988155378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=9210452295988155378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9210452295988155378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/9210452295988155378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/alright-i-did-something-very-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8937923349417014870</id><published>2009-02-11T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:29:48.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am depriving myself from sleep right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8937923349417014870?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8937923349417014870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=8937923349417014870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8937923349417014870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8937923349417014870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-deprived.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8006502753123944050</id><published>2009-02-08T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:31:11.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I find myself looking over a vast sea&lt;br /&gt;Stretched beyond the horizon with the sun setting slowly&lt;br /&gt;I though to myself,&lt;br /&gt;"Something like this so beautiful. Do I have no one to share it with?"&lt;br /&gt;Where are the people who I call friends now?&lt;br /&gt;Are they well? Are they happy?&lt;br /&gt;Will I get to see them again?&lt;br /&gt;Will I know them in the years to come as I know them now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8006502753123944050?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8006502753123944050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=8006502753123944050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8006502753123944050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8006502753123944050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-i-find-myself-looking-over-vast-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4920354534450774967</id><published>2009-02-08T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:22:18.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 days&lt;/span&gt; to finish an Electronics paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 days&lt;/span&gt; for my actual paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO I FREAKING DON'T!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8493286458819915932-4920354534450774967?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4920354534450774967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4920354534450774967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4920354534450774967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4920354534450774967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-im-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2058315189486786191</id><published>2009-02-07T14:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:37:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what my parents are thinking. Not saying this as in their unresonable, but I really have no idea what their thinking cause they just give me a negative answer to my question without any clear explaination on their reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For example,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Can I stay-over during my class chalet in March?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mum;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Go for the BBQ is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But why can't I stay-over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mum;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Because I don't like you to stay over outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why you don't like me to stay over outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just don't like you to stay over outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when I get really frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not frustrated because I'm being denied permission. I'm frustrated because I'm being denied an explaination, a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm still living under your roof and I'm still your child. I understand the fact that you still have every right of denying repuest from me that you deem unsafe or negative to my life. But don't you think I'm at least &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;old enough&lt;/span&gt; to deserve a clear explaination to why I'm being denied instead of being turned down without even knowing why???&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I'm being denied without understanding why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck with the song &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;My December&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt; in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2058315189486786191?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2058315189486786191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2058315189486786191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2058315189486786191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2058315189486786191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-what-my-parents-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5325203223347820761</id><published>2009-02-06T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:09:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;3 DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how long it took for me to let go for something stuck so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Cprog now and I'm in deep shit for my online quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5325203223347820761?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5325203223347820761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5325203223347820761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5325203223347820761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5325203223347820761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-days-that-was-how-long-it-took-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6219197411644614671</id><published>2009-02-06T02:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T03:46:32.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WARNING! DARN LONG POST AHEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so once again it's in the wee hours in the morning like, 2.41 am? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;AND I'M NOT SLEEPING!&lt;/span&gt; Don't ask me why cause I don't really know. I haven't been really sleeping well for years but recently it's gotten worse. Usually it would be waking up about two to three times a night and going back to sleep after taking a few walks around my house which isn't big. But when I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; asleep I have a habit of just walking in circles in my house like to the end of the kitchen and back, to my folks room and out, to my sister's doorway(cause her room is small) and then around my living room. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Final destination&lt;/span&gt; would be my room and I'd continue the process until I thought of something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pretty Retarded eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming would be the reason why I didn't feel bored doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I daydream almost all the time, more than I know it. Let's see if I think about my normal days, my mind would start to wander as soon as I hit the showers. Starting with important stuff first like what do I need to do but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;won't do it anyway&lt;/span&gt; even if I've listed them out. Then it'll change once I leave the house and stuff my ears with music. My mind would have like an indoor private concert to it's own of the artists that's playing on my ipod. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;There'd be like self made MVs&lt;/span&gt; or just scenes of my past which seem to suit the song.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lalalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of the times I find myself thinking about the possible scenes of how my life would turn out next. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For example.&lt;/span&gt; If I start to sense that I got a friendship in jeopardy(usually the reason is unknown), I'd have&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a hundred and one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; possible reasons that could make it like that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a hundred and one mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; possible scenes on what move that friend would take before creating a major turning point in our friendship,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a hundred and one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;scenes in my head on how I would react to each of his possible moves he/she would take and how would he/she react to my reaction and so on and on and on... So my head is like constantly cluttered with thoughts, mostly of life. Other times would be what would life throw at me and how will I react?&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends say I think too much in the past when I was much more of a nerd back then. But now, only Shan Qing says that I think a lot and will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SUCCESSFUL&lt;/span&gt; in future cause I look at things from many different angles. I don't know about that but thanks dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future holds so many mysterious unknowns. So many opportunities but even more possible failures which could happen, derived from how we handle our lives now would lay out our lives then.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind the suspense, I mind seeing the possible things that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happen. Like possible failure in career, disappointment in life. Worse...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Marraige!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I like to think about is how happy my friends would be when we all grow up from the little boys and girls we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I know thinking too much isn't good. For some reason I just can't seem to cut down on my thinking. It's like a computer with auto-running programs that doesn't do anything. Just showing pictures on the screen and logic and thoughts and cartoons and sadistic things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THINK!&lt;/span&gt;Why am I so retarded!    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Shalla~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something wrong with me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Juanna&lt;/span&gt; seem to see that. A masochist? Yeah maybe, since I recently took pleasure in burning a friend's leg and seeing that fuming streak across his face. I was sorry though. What difference did it make?&lt;br /&gt;In addition I got a few "goals" I wish could happen in natures course. Could they be considered as goals? Could wanting to get slammed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a speeding bus&lt;/span&gt; be considered? I mean i just wana know how it would feel like to be hit by a huge surface coming at a high speed.&lt;br /&gt;Alright something further from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;death.&lt;/span&gt; I've always wanted to know how it feels like to have a nose bleed out of no reason, or get hooked in the face. One I'd love to try is get into an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;amnesia. &lt;/span&gt;Feeling helpless from lost of memories is an experience I think would be most enriching. It's making a new start when you got a past you can't remember. Up side I guess would be the embarrassing times, hurtful moments and people you hate are gone from your memory as long as you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;STAY dumb.&lt;/span&gt; Down side, the good memories are also lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But memories are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;poison!&lt;/span&gt; For me at least. The bad ones always seem more vivid than the happy and great ones. The bad ones always seem reoccurring while the good ones seem to always be a one time deal. Cause it's always a brand new start when ever there's a turning point in my life. Like losing a few good friends with the reason unknown to me that sorta thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've spammed enough. Just had to post something like this to pass time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6219197411644614671?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6219197411644614671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6219197411644614671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6219197411644614671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6219197411644614671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/warning-darn-long-post-ahead-alright-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2238266271233037160</id><published>2009-02-05T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:26:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't get hooked.&lt;br /&gt;That was what I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get hooked...&lt;br /&gt;don't get hookeD...&lt;br /&gt;Don't geT hookeD...&lt;br /&gt;DoN't GeT hOoKeD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;DON'T GET HOOKED DAMN YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I hooked?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2238266271233037160?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2238266271233037160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2238266271233037160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2238266271233037160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2238266271233037160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-get-hooked.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-112906646222310917</id><published>2009-02-05T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:07:04.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorfulllll</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'M BAAAAAACK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like anyones cares if I haven't been blogging. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*BEEP BEEP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are kinda building up recently. Exams especially. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A KILLER!!!&lt;/span&gt; First time in my life I'm actually forcing myself to study this hard. But I'm very sure it will be worth it even if I don't reach my goal.&lt;br /&gt;I want to transfer to my current class &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; badly! I love these guys and gals. Never in my life have I expected myself to be so attatched to a group like this. I always thought I'd not fit in at all. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THE PROBLEM LIES WITH ME!&lt;/span&gt; I wished I'd seen that sooner and not be a loner, wasting 5 years of my &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; life. Although I'm not THAT happy in my life yet, I'm learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do revision is like so difficult for me. Like trying to hold a smile when dating &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ru Hua&lt;/span&gt; just to show some respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I AM TOO DISTRACTED!!!! NO MATTER WHERE I AM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I'm so scared about the exams and so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; with myself for not being able to have self dicipline at this point of time. Luckily I got more time to do revision now that there is almost &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NO CLASS LEFT!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FUCK YOU THERMO!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YOU CAN SUCK BALLS WITH I2E!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thermo lecturer isn't that bad of a guy. But he's just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cut out to be a good teacher. I mean how are we suppose to remember something you said in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30 sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, repeating it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!?!?!? And it was about a graph that consisted of 5 important points. Yada yada yada... I get it already! Pressure, temperature, wet steam, dry steam. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your dick can't even steam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got more to blog about but I just can't remember... Seem to slip my mind. Feels exactly the same way when ever I'm with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessie.&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/8493286458819915932-112906646222310917?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/112906646222310917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=112906646222310917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/112906646222310917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/112906646222310917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/colorfulllll.html' title='Colorfulllll'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-920542359305124353</id><published>2009-02-03T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:02:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you!Here goes!~&lt;/p&gt;1. I love to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sadistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a goal that involves a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;speeding bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;good friend&lt;/span&gt; when I'm not getting all &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;looney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I hate to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I like to think cartoons like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ben 10&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ns&lt;/span&gt; are real and my life is a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;neverending dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I eat almond nuts but nothing made of &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;almonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I thought &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;abrasion&lt;/span&gt; was the eroding of my balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm having &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;problems&lt;/span&gt; thinking of things to write in this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I loves girls but hate to have a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I want to have a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I don't want to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt; you if you ask me why for qn 11 and 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I won a bundle from this year's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I recently took &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt; from burning my friend's leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I hope to have a &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; in my self revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I can't wait to pull pranks on my &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;class chalet&lt;/span&gt; in March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I like to do things in the number of &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fours&lt;/span&gt; (e.g counting my steps in fours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I like to ignore people when I'm &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; half the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'd wonder what's the difference in the feeling of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from detergent poisoning, falling from a skyscraper and getting hit by a F1 car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I wish for my best friend to find the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt; in life she's looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I wish this quiz was longer cause I'm beginning to have a lot of things to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I wish my balls and brains out to have &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;amnesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm glad my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;new friends&lt;/span&gt; are all as looney as &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ZiYu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I love &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I hope you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BURN AND DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if I tagged you and you don't do this quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-920542359305124353?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/920542359305124353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=920542359305124353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/920542359305124353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/920542359305124353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-facts.html' title='Random facts'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1648364147543581407</id><published>2009-02-02T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:50:49.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint</title><content type='html'>It was little past midnight and I couldn't sleep. So I played around with the paint application and got myself a few drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXggz9hbaI/AAAAAAAAAis/_02qGbx8Z9Q/s1600-h/Doublecheese+sold+out.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXggz9hbaI/AAAAAAAAAis/_02qGbx8Z9Q/s320/Doublecheese+sold+out.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297887390979943842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT DOUBLECHEESE BURGER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXghMlRjcI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CiGyaKYJRNU/s1600-h/Bunny+shot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXghMlRjcI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CiGyaKYJRNU/s320/Bunny+shot.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297887397589126594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXghUdLNgI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jtzotqiOeRA/s1600-h/Jason+Vorhees+Butchery.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXghUdLNgI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jtzotqiOeRA/s320/Jason+Vorhees+Butchery.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297887399702640130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite horror character. Jason Vorhees. (spoof)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1648364147543581407?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1648364147543581407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1648364147543581407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1648364147543581407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1648364147543581407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/paint.html' title='Paint'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SYXggz9hbaI/AAAAAAAAAis/_02qGbx8Z9Q/s72-c/Doublecheese+sold+out.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1118272859021070536</id><published>2009-02-01T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:10:32.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing a friend?</title><content type='html'>Did wrong once, forgiven. Did wrong twice, forgotten. At least that's how I figure you would work your life. I don't know if your reason for ignoring me now would be because of something I did which is similar to the one I did in the past, or maybe I did something which crossed the line and I didn't know. Regardless of what ever it is, I hope you let me know what went wrong. However this will turn out into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1118272859021070536?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1118272859021070536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1118272859021070536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1118272859021070536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1118272859021070536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/losing-friend.html' title='Losing a friend?'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4049604491273108182</id><published>2009-02-01T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:57:52.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new new new</title><content type='html'>YAY!!!! Finally found a blogskin that I really like. The last one stayed cause it had black and I was too lazy tos source for another better looking one. But now I've found a nicer one!!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Got to know more about these guys a couple of days ago and I kinda envy the artist cause of his past in high school being a loser and all cause he couldn't help it. Now he has a talent that made him stand out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I think many of you guys will hate me for choosing this skin where the links are hard to see[or probably cannot be seen at all]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! Fa helping me with the edit Html -&gt; Compose bullshit :D Like your name? I'm not so good with colour match ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4049604491273108182?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4049604491273108182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4049604491273108182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4049604491273108182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4049604491273108182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-new-new.html' title='new new new'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3314330241665968341</id><published>2009-01-31T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:48:51.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Disappointment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 88%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are a fun-loving, energetic, and cheerful person. You love adrenaline rushes, and going out at night. You constantly have to be having a great time to feel completely happy. Your biggest fear is not having anything to do, or having a huge disappointment/let down in your life. You hate being sad, and if something in your life suddenly went wrong it would be extremely hard for you to deal with. Just remember that everyone has to deal with hard times. Stay strong, and pretty soon your fun, party life will get right back the way it used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 76%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 52%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 16%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3314330241665968341?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3314330241665968341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3314330241665968341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3314330241665968341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3314330241665968341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-your-true-fear-your-result.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6567782543961607354</id><published>2009-01-29T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:50:05.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few more days</title><content type='html'>In less than half a month the exams are coming once again. Which means in less than half a month would be the time I decide if I stay on in the class I am now. I love these guys really, there AWESOME!!! I don't know if I'm going to be able to talk as easily as I am with them now if I don't make it. So I've decided to make the most out of the times I play with them, study with them, go nuts with them. Just treasure the times I'm with them now. I will miss the hell out of my guts if I don't make it to their class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6567782543961607354?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6567782543961607354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6567782543961607354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6567782543961607354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6567782543961607354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-few-more-days.html' title='Just a few more days'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4582319613134755662</id><published>2009-01-24T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:46:37.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;- Vincent&lt;br /&gt;- Vince&lt;br /&gt;- H** Ch*** (Kaye you know what it means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;- weirdovin&lt;br /&gt;- cheekymonkey&lt;br /&gt;- chiavincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:&lt;br /&gt;- Ate&lt;br /&gt;- Torture myself with thoughts of exams&lt;br /&gt;- Curse the festive season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;- I'm thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;- My sadism&lt;br /&gt;- My twisted side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy&lt;br /&gt;- Too kind&lt;br /&gt;- Insufficiently sadistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR ORIGINS:(wtheck?)&lt;br /&gt;- Singapore&lt;br /&gt;- Teo Chew&lt;br /&gt;- Huh????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'RE AFRAID OF:&lt;br /&gt;- Heights&lt;br /&gt;- Dark&lt;br /&gt;- I dunno this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;- My&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Suit (A JOKE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;- Phone&lt;br /&gt;- Wallet&lt;br /&gt;- Ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE IMPORTANT OBJECTS:&lt;br /&gt;- Phone&lt;br /&gt;- iPod&lt;br /&gt;- Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS:&lt;br /&gt;- Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;- Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;- Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Getting out of hand and having fun with great friends&lt;br /&gt;- Feeding my sadism with others despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;- Metro Station: Seventeen Forever&lt;br /&gt;- Atreyu: The Crimson&lt;br /&gt;- We The Kings: Skyway Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:&lt;br /&gt;- Fully learnt at least 4 parkour techniques&lt;br /&gt;- GET IN TO MY THIS YEARS CLASS, NEXT YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Change more about myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU REGRET:&lt;br /&gt;- Doing the things I did last sem&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't do the things I could last sem&lt;br /&gt;- (This ones for me to know only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;- FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;- Trust&lt;br /&gt;- Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE IMPORTANT THINGS YOU'RE GIVING TO THE WORLD:&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know again&lt;br /&gt;- Myself. Thats important enough HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in order):&lt;br /&gt;- I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;- I love girls, a lot&lt;br /&gt;- Obama is an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;- Straight hair&lt;br /&gt;- Not so perfect body&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not so sure here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE EMOTIONAL THINGS YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br /&gt;- Understanding&lt;br /&gt;- Naturally humorous&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:&lt;br /&gt;- Be stupid&lt;br /&gt;- Comprehend to people who don't think before the speak&lt;br /&gt;- Forget and forgive at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST:&lt;br /&gt;- My natural joy in me&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing else cause they taught me&lt;br /&gt;- a once in a lifetime lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;br /&gt;- One billion dollars!&lt;br /&gt;- A cosy house to my own&lt;br /&gt;- MY friends being super happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE REASONS WHY YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE:&lt;br /&gt;- The people around me&lt;br /&gt;- My perspective&lt;br /&gt;- The pain and mistakes I brought upon myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Hang out with friends interactively&lt;br /&gt;- Watch sadistic films like Freddy v.s Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;- PRACTISE PARKOUR&lt;br /&gt;- STUDY FOR MY FINAL SEM EXAM&lt;br /&gt;- HANG OUT MORE WITH MY CLASSMATES IN MY CURRENT CLASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;br /&gt;- Don't&lt;br /&gt;- Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR HOLIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;- Japan&lt;br /&gt;- US&lt;br /&gt;- 3 months of living in my best friend's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CARTOON CHARACTERS:&lt;br /&gt;- Raven&lt;br /&gt;- Ben 10&lt;br /&gt;- Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE BOY’S NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;- Ritz&lt;br /&gt;- Vincent&lt;br /&gt;- Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIRL'S NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;- Kaye&lt;br /&gt;- Carline/Carlyn&lt;br /&gt;- Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;- Love everyone&lt;br /&gt;- Do something against the law like arson for the kicks&lt;br /&gt;- Do lots and lots and lots of thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ (OR DIE PAINFULLY):&lt;br /&gt;NO OPTIONAL. Just burn and die.&lt;br /&gt;- Felicia&lt;br /&gt;- ZiYu&lt;br /&gt;- Kaye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4582319613134755662?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4582319613134755662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4582319613134755662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4582319613134755662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4582319613134755662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-names-you-go-by-vincent-vince-h.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2881724646524596259</id><published>2009-01-24T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:12:39.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and simple</title><content type='html'>No CNY visiting this year.&lt;br /&gt;No ang baos as a result.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a fashion make-over soon.&lt;br /&gt;Judgement Day aka exams creeping closer by the minutesI think about my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my currents class I think I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2881724646524596259?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2881724646524596259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2881724646524596259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2881724646524596259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2881724646524596259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-and-simple.html' title='Short and simple'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2764609301732072405</id><published>2009-01-20T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:50:58.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now did I really do that?</title><content type='html'>So the wind picked up some old habits and brought them to action. Had a little "fun" by self definition and a little brainless act was performed. Now it's the exact repeat of what history have been made only this time, I felt joy from the things I saw through my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2764609301732072405?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2764609301732072405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2764609301732072405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2764609301732072405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2764609301732072405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-did-i-really-do-that.html' title='Now did I really do that?'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3629075407223864158</id><published>2009-01-20T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:46:33.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another repeated mistake</title><content type='html'>Ah great. HOW CAN I BE SO STUPID!!!!!! Ya right Vincent go ahead miss the Electronic tutorials before the holidays and you miss doing THE FUCKING MULTISIM PRESENTATION AGAIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3629075407223864158?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3629075407223864158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3629075407223864158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3629075407223864158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3629075407223864158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-repeated-mistake.html' title='Another repeated mistake'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2123226698579922748</id><published>2009-01-19T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:50:36.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in one breath</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I haven't been blogging because I've been too lazy and now I've decided to blog cause I want to blog and I've got tons of things to blog cause I have not been blogging for the past couple of months like how I want to change course cause I think I'd get through poly easier if I changed to the class I'm in and I love the class I'm in now which then brings me to a huge huge problem which I think it will kill me and make me fail after all my hard work cause I dun think I'm able to score THAT freaking high for my end sem exam cause I have a lot to catch up and it seems like a lot of marks have been lost and so I'm freaking out and losing sleep and losing my appetite which is amazing and unbelievable because I've always had a bottomless pit and an insatiable appetite and so I think the other factor which contributed to my loss of appetite is also because I've fallen sick recently from trying to get a really bad sore throat and my back injury is acting up again and so I can't go train Parkour but I really want to but I can't cause my back is hurting and even so I've thought of not caring about the pain and go for the jam this coming Sat but I can't cause this Sat there's reunion dinner which means CNY is coming but it's not great news to me cause I'm not going visiting which means no ang bao cause my dad went for chemotherapy to cure his cancer which is called follicular lymphoma which is doctors language I don't wish to learn cause all I need to know is the meaning and now he's almost recovered but not strong enough to go visiting yet. *breaths in sharply*&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can't believe I said it all in one breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things which happened:&lt;br /&gt;I met Jessie again&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jessie again&lt;br /&gt;Jessie Got 10 points for L1B4 for her O's&lt;br /&gt;I missed my Engineering Materials test and going to have retest soon&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what else happened&lt;br /&gt;I just cut my hair which brought out new aura in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SXUfzF8gqII/AAAAAAAAAig/adalv1NG7lw/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SXUfzF8gqII/AAAAAAAAAig/adalv1NG7lw/s320/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293171899673651330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2123226698579922748?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2123226698579922748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2123226698579922748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2123226698579922748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2123226698579922748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-in-one-breath.html' title='All in one breath'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SXUfzF8gqII/AAAAAAAAAig/adalv1NG7lw/s72-c/DSC00542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1576664517159802537</id><published>2009-01-18T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:35:01.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Just a wee bit too lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1576664517159802537?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1576664517159802537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1576664517159802537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1576664517159802537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1576664517159802537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/lazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='lazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7278449802615087098</id><published>2009-01-12T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:03:31.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O level results</title><content type='html'>Long time have not been blogging. Cause have been stuck on to PLURK!!!!! Plurk is addictive. Plurk is fun. Plurk is interactive. Plurk is AWESOME!!!!! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went back to BHS to witness my few remaining friends taking their next step foward into life. Same as my time. Speech from the principle, warning them that if they wana repeat the O's they better not slack and all.&lt;br /&gt;Not surprising that they did worse than my batch for some reason. And holy shit man! SO MANY GOOD TEACHERS LEFT THE SCHOOL!!!!!! Ms Lim Buk Lan transferred to Whitely Sec. Mr Eddie Koh stopped teaching and became a helper for the Youth Olympic Games! (YOG) Oh my god man it's like no point coming back to school liao... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway Jessie was scared shit over nothing for the past week! "I don't think i will do well" and all that stuff, turned out that she got a L1B5 = 10 L1B4 = 13!!!! Jessie my dear girl, I told you it would be alright. Felicia didn't do too well... I feel sorry for her. Now her options are limited. Mae and Fiona did a little below average. Jun Ru did alright. And it was like all tears and screams and "omg".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I don't have anyone to come back for again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7278449802615087098?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7278449802615087098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7278449802615087098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7278449802615087098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7278449802615087098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-level-results.html' title='O level results'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8094811725667260013</id><published>2009-01-11T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:43:47.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>www.plurk.com</title><content type='html'>This is just a post to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PLURKING AND MY PLURKING MATIESSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8094811725667260013?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8094811725667260013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=8094811725667260013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8094811725667260013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8094811725667260013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/wwwplurkcom.html' title='www.plurk.com'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7342786219429468988</id><published>2009-01-06T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:22:44.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>I almost wanted to kill my thermo lecturer to day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7342786219429468988?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7342786219429468988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7342786219429468988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7342786219429468988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7342786219429468988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3178854903683835356</id><published>2009-01-06T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:46:00.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, awesome class</title><content type='html'>Was suppose to have presentation today for CRS. BUTTTTTTTTTT....... There wasn't enough time for Cher Eng's and my group to present so have to push it to next week. Which is kinda like a really bad idea cause getting a high mark for each of us who are presenting next week would be a notch closer to impossible now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: Ok I think we will have to stop here 'cause there isn't enough time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi Yu, Ming Wei &amp; Vincent: *breath out in relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: But those who are presenting next week, I will be stricter in giving out the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi Yu, Ming Wei &amp; Vincent: HAR......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god man! But anyway today's presentations were quite interesting. Comparing this class with my class last semester, there's a REALLY huge diff. This class participate really well as in when it comes to seriousness. They ask sensible questions and make it fun at teh same time. The class I had last sememester, CAN make themselves involved but either half heartedly or almost never at all. When they do get involved, it would usually mean bullcrap from Ben and Jon.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm discriminating my last class, just that these level of maturity just isn't my group of cliques.&lt;br /&gt;But in any case I love a class like the one I'm in now. Let me show more of myself and get whole hearted encouragement (perhaps I'm wrong, that's the way I see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3178854903683835356?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3178854903683835356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3178854903683835356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3178854903683835356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3178854903683835356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/again-awesome-class.html' title='Again, awesome class'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6014309873041235517</id><published>2009-01-06T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:35:31.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piling up up up!!</title><content type='html'>Got introduced to Plurk by Cher Eng a couple of weeks ago. An online social thing that Zi Yu has been using for quite sometime now. Didn't understand why she loved it so much before, but now I think I do. Quite interacting. You get to post short phrases of what your thingking/feeling/doing or just anything at all on a timeline and people get to reply those post. It's kinda nice to use, if people replies your posts that is. No one replies mine I guess is cause I'm boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man today sucls. Woke up late and missed Engineering Math. When got the my next class, already feeling emo for I don't even know what reason. Like there's this HUGE cloud in my head that just won't stop pouring rain over me, making me feel so lonely. I don't know... Maybe it's some other reason and I know it. Just that I'm trying so hard to make it go away I don't want to admit it. Someone perform euthanasia on me please... (not physically though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok damn it I think I'm going to blow up like a freakin' boomer soon if I don't clear my work. Presentations, tests, revision, behind topic, insomnia... I can't seem to do the things I wana do anymore now. Oh man tomorrow's my BTT the second time and I haven't studied. Thurs my ETech test which I ALSO haven't studied. Will I live through this?&lt;br /&gt;I look at the peeps in my class. Damn they are hardworking. I mean they don't seem to be the kind that mug mug mug, but I know they have the knack to study. Like they are slackers but have the drive in them. I feel so out of place omg. Can't compare to them in academic nor humor and all, I feel out of place (like in mars or pluto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6014309873041235517?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6014309873041235517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6014309873041235517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6014309873041235517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6014309873041235517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-introduced-to-plurk-by-cher-eng.html' title='Piling up up up!!'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2876553928121222016</id><published>2009-01-04T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:36:46.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weights on my mind</title><content type='html'>Alright I seriously hate sleeping... Why? Apart from the possibility of NEVER waking up again, is hating those heart-stopping dreams that really reach into your darkest fears.&lt;br /&gt;All I had was 2 hours of sleep in the late afternoon before dinner. In that 2 hours I had left my sub-conscience mind trembling from the dream. It was about possession again. This time it looked like it happened at a reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thoughts of changing my course now. But I dunno if I'll be welcomed by the guys. Being with them for 1 semester now, they sure are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2876553928121222016?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2876553928121222016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2876553928121222016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2876553928121222016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2876553928121222016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/weights-on-my-mind.html' title='Weights on my mind'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-4526883479647692897</id><published>2009-01-02T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:39:52.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRFSM/1A/21 year 08/09 peeps are great</title><content type='html'>Engineering Math was a SHOCKER TODAY!!!!!!!! Damn it was so damn easy all I needed was my low, floor level standard of A math I had in sec to pass that. It was such a freaking breeze!!!! 3 mins and I was just steps away from finishing up the paper. I think I'll be able to do well even though I know I've already lost about 4 marks =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skipping through the as-good-as-not-taking-it test, went out with the peeps from DRFSM/1A/21 to celebrate Huey Lin's birthday. Happy Birthday Huey Lin!!! (sia la so fast turn 18 after the new year lol) Went over to Just Noodles at Suntec to have dinner and besides the SUPERB good service(no joke their service is really good), they food sucks. Really their food is  totally tasteless or just tastes purely like starch. So forget about the food. Pushing the main dish to one side, we took advantage of the free flow of drinks and ice cream as forfeits for our games of Tai Di, Blackjack and Poker. It was alright and the guys are a little bit of a pussies haha(just kidding guys). They mixed just a few sauces and add ons and other edible stuff together which look like vomit from a boomer mixed with sewer water and they started gagging. Or probably I'm a worse devil. I guess for those who have played food games with me, you know what I mean. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Then it was cake time! Man they had the goopiest chocolate coated cake I've ever seen! I can't take these kinda pastries so I kinda gag on sight of it. But the lit the candles and sang birthday song for the birthday gal with a little mischief of have a self-relighting candle amongst the rest. Huey Lin was trying hard to keep that candle blown out but soon, she looked like she was blowing for the sake of blowing with the knowledge that it would relight by itself anyways. She was resting her head on her hand and just letting air out to the flame LOL. As if her thoughts were like, "Damn you piece of standing wax. Will you just make the fire disappear!?!?" But of course we stopped soon after. I didn't eat the cake of course.&lt;br /&gt;Went home like after cake was done and we all went seperate ways. And I learnt to not do another mistake anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like, it happened again and I tried again. I took that step agin but with more confidence this time and again I got the same kinda response through my emotional way again. And so again I think I should re-think this again and reconsider my options again for what's best so that I would not have to go through any unnecessary, self created confusion, paranoia and hurt again. Again I am lost and need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-4526883479647692897?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4526883479647692897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=4526883479647692897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4526883479647692897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/4526883479647692897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/drfsm1a21-year-0809-peeps-are-great.html' title='DRFSM/1A/21 year 08/09 peeps are great'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-6995988251571246061</id><published>2009-01-01T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:25:38.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vincent is what...?</title><content type='html'>Vincent should be studying now but...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent is procrastinating like...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent always does when he is lonely cause...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent wants to train his PK now...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent wants to practice Fall For You on piano now...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent wants to study Engineering Math now but...&lt;br /&gt;Vincent is still not doing it so...&lt;br /&gt;What is Vincent doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-6995988251571246061?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6995988251571246061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=6995988251571246061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6995988251571246061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/6995988251571246061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/vincent-is-what.html' title='Vincent is what...?'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7262614189028012559</id><published>2009-01-01T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:19:23.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you think it before hand?</title><content type='html'>Omg some asshole (and i think i remember his face) took photos of 2 Tracuers climbing up a HDB carpark stairway. I'm not going to put in the link cause those bunch of mother fuckers totally pulled out the wrong words from the picture and portrayed it over to the media. Son of a bitch. I'm not racist, trust me I'm not. But those Tamil assholes really should think of what they were doing. School project? Documentary? My fucking ass that was what it was for you toilet turds! Assholes... It may seem that I'm either taking a little bit too far or just following what the others think on the forum, but I know. I know that to me, I manage to move forward in PK is cause of help Ashton and Zheng Hou gave me. Although it was help with techniques, to me it also helped me on the understanding of PK further. I know I've got more to learn and understand about what PK is all about , but I also know that if it is something you think it's cool cause you read bout it in the media or HEARD about it from someone who is as clueless as you, don't ever fucking take shots and vids if it wasn't to promote the good side and intentions of it.&lt;br /&gt;(Somehow, I think i put my words in a wrong way and will get screwed if I posted this on the forum instead)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7262614189028012559?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7262614189028012559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7262614189028012559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7262614189028012559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7262614189028012559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-you-think-it-before-hand.html' title='Don&apos;t you think it before hand?'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3983672002301249412</id><published>2008-12-30T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:43:20.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw shit not another time</title><content type='html'>A Day To Remember - Casablanca Sucked Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve spent so much time trying to fix your life that I forgot about mine.&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m putting my foot straight through the floor.&lt;br /&gt;You wont be walking through any of my doors anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.&lt;br /&gt;You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;She sparks a light inside you’ve never failed to blow out.&lt;br /&gt;Look at everything.&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that you’ve become…nothing more than a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.&lt;br /&gt;You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me sick with every move you make.&lt;br /&gt;When will you find your place in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Cause it will never be beside me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.&lt;br /&gt;You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT AGAIN!!!!! IT CAN'T BE HAPPENING AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3983672002301249412?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3983672002301249412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3983672002301249412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3983672002301249412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3983672002301249412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/aw-shit-not-another-time.html' title='Aw shit not another time'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2680571287787859333</id><published>2008-12-28T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:49:09.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch... it hurts...</title><content type='html'>I can't remember what I didn yesterday, but I woke up at 11am TODAY! I've been waking up at that time for the past 2 days. I hope it doesn't happen again tomorrow onwards cause tomorrow is the day that THE SCHOOL REOPENS!!!!! Sian... Talk about unfinished projects. Well I'll make it in time I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;So I went down to Bishan the second time (considering this to be something I really love, I can count the number of trainings on my fingers) to train Parkour again. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO long haven't been training cause something always crops up. Either because it was raining, or I had to do CIP on one week, or like that time I overstretched my tendon in my right wrist. And today, well... wasn't so good. Did a little stretching when I got there followed by practicing a few precision jumps first and BAM! My back injury from that time started to hury. What the hell... So I can't do anything now without feeling the weak zing from my waist down. My saut de chat is not going to be anywhere near 'mastered' yet but I can feel the improvement. I can see my faults and mistakes. But today wasn't the day. I really did try but it just didn't seem like I could do anything which will bring me far today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope my back won't affect my piano practice later. Finally found the notes for 'Fall For You' from Secondhand Serenade. WOOTS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2680571287787859333?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2680571287787859333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2680571287787859333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2680571287787859333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2680571287787859333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/ouch-it-hurts.html' title='Ouch... it hurts...'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-2026856994823223033</id><published>2008-12-26T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:23:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's up?</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's your deal at all! I distinctively told you I had hits particular plan in the first week of my vacation. And now your telling me that I didn't when you yourself have forgotten it!? It's alright if you've forgotten that I've told you, but why do you have to fucking ARGUE and get WORKED UP like I fucking made that up!? And I don't even know why your raising your god damn voice! And so you start bringing in the things that I'm not. Fine if your gona start making lengthy accusations on my faults and what I am not, then I am that way. Since NO ONE is EVER gonna FUCKING NORICE IT AT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-2026856994823223033?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2026856994823223033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=2026856994823223033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2026856994823223033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/2026856994823223033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-wahts-up.html' title='So what&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3146669122281594999</id><published>2008-12-26T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:55:11.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas People!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok tonight, or should I say last night, was quite a gathering. Christmas gathering for the year 1 CADC at Gan Joo's place and his house provided a shock for me. I kinda expected him to live in a HDB or something. But anyway when we got there, the decorations were already up. Seems that Lionel, ZWei, Edmund and a couple of others  stayed over the night before and did this when they woke up. Food were ready and when everyone had reached, Itadakimasu!&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to a nearby playground and slacked meaninglessly for a while then suddenly we started playing Truth or Truth. CADC's modified version of Truth or Dare lol. So we started playing by spinning a can and there were some questions that were really a bit too awkward for most of us. But amazing thing was that, at the end they didn't realized I've not been picked out before to answer a question cause at the end they were letting everyone answer at least once. I don't know if I'm just too good at playing mind games with people in this kinda situations and making myself unnoticable, or I'm just not noticed at all to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously I don't know what's the deal with me and PR. I don't know if it's god's way of punishing me for being so utterly sore with my folks over not letting me stay over at Gan Joo's place for the night, or am I just that much of a nobody. Cause I know I've been trying, to joke and talk and mingle around but, in a way I still seem to stay as a nobody. And when I try to get into the crowd, I'm mostly ignored. So what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3146669122281594999?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3146669122281594999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3146669122281594999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3146669122281594999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3146669122281594999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-3543318668217056895</id><published>2008-12-12T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:19:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!! After 1 month my first jam I finally found the time to go train on my own. Finally I can start on my saut de chat... I've been wanting to work on that for weeks now. Too bad I couldn't start earlier cause I over-strained my tendon in my wrist. I thought I tore something. Lucky that wasn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Bishan where I attended the jam. That place is by far the ONLY place I know where I can train cause I couldn't find any good places in tpy. Or maybe it's just because I've gotten used to the place and am comfortable there? Hmmm... In any case I think I made an improvement today. I've gotten the feel of the technique. The take off has felt, more familiar now. I think I'd master it in no time after a few more trainings. WOOTS~ Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS IF YOUR READING THIS POST WATCH THIS VIDS I GOT OFF YOUTUBE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Asian-American guy's playing poker with another guy. It came down to two of them, the rest have all passed. Watch how this asian guy "bluff" the other dude into passing up his turn and winning that round. At the same time, bluffing himself. TOTALLY PAWNED BY HIS OWN SELF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfwbT_6X2X4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfwbT_6X2X4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-3543318668217056895?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3543318668217056895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=3543318668217056895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3543318668217056895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/3543318668217056895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7866250189980479727</id><published>2008-12-10T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:32:54.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Cheese Marathon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite a day. Went over to Nigel's place originally to meet up with Colin and go to his swimming club. Unfortunately due to some unseen circumstances we had to can cel that plan and change it to a movie instead, at his place, with 5 double cheese burgers each and two 1.5 litres of coke which cost only $2.70 during the movie. And it isn't even a movie marathon. It was only 1 movie. I Am Legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QlRW2FlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sVIMho-V2rE/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QlRW2FlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sVIMho-V2rE/s320/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166627034469970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QlBRADDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/5xigR9ZP1Sc/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QlBRADDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/5xigR9ZP1Sc/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166622714989618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stack it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QkzY6CQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KIYQ7ysBQ4Q/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QkzY6CQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KIYQ7ysBQ4Q/s320/DSC00526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166618990053634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 15 macs in place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbmRd5LI/AAAAAAAAAh4/hTsvR3lNWE0/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbmRd5LI/AAAAAAAAAh4/hTsvR3lNWE0/s320/DSC00527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166460850365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbqNQHTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jW7jL9sn8aA/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbqNQHTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jW7jL9sn8aA/s320/DSC00528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166461906427186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One stack for me, one for Nigel and one for Colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbTsFEBI/AAAAAAAAAho/LtQHAhWUK7E/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbTsFEBI/AAAAAAAAAho/LtQHAhWUK7E/s320/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166455861710866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel setting up the movie. (Looks kinda pathetic doesn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbMwT7kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hjja8QMlLH8/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QbMwT7kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hjja8QMlLH8/s320/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166454000414274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin already eating his first one before the movie even started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_Qa1um3_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/xfpq91RsBaI/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_Qa1um3_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/xfpq91RsBaI/s320/DSC00531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278166447819251698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have pussy Nigel passing pickles to wtf Colin who tried to take the pickles out of Nigel's burger using a piece of tissue just cause he didn't trust his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was real funny when we went to buy them. It started out with Colin and I feeling hungry and we both got 2 double cheese each at first. Then suddenly Nigel was suggesting have 5 each while watching a movie. He was next in line and was making sure Colin and I was alright with the idea. He was asking "So ok ah? Ok ah?" Just when he finish asking us the cashier asked him "Hi may I help you?" And he immediately turned to her and said "11 double cheeseburgers please." IT WAS SO IRONIC!!!! There wasn't a trace of embarressment in his face and it was like so smooth. The girl behind the counter was like a littl stunned and just went on to key in the order. Omg...&lt;br /&gt;But then guess what. Nigel couldn't finish his last 2 while Colin and I had no problem finishing ours. Nigel WEAK man!!!! But the cheese didn't get to me. Believe it or not, the tomato sauce did instead  *urp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7866250189980479727?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7866250189980479727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7866250189980479727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7866250189980479727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7866250189980479727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/double-cheese-marathon.html' title='Double Cheese Marathon'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/ST_QlRW2FlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sVIMho-V2rE/s72-c/DSC00523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-1776421288979574293</id><published>2008-12-06T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:52:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell</title><content type='html'>Aw man!!!! It 's been a months since I went for my first jam session and since that time, I'VE NOT TRAINED ON MY OWN YET!!!!! WHAT THE HELL!!??!?!? Things keep cropping up. Like rain, fatigue and today, my wrist still hurts from yesterday! I don't even know how it happened! I have a hunch that it's my tendon that's been overstretched. Feels like it's been rubbed on again and again so as to torture me with the pain. How the hell did I even get this injury anyway?  I WANA LEARN SAUT DE CHAT!!! GIVE ME SOME TIME MAN!!!! STOP CROPPING UP MY PLANS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in desperation of company... I think I may be in desperation for a girl. Wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-1776421288979574293?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1776421288979574293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=1776421288979574293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1776421288979574293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/1776421288979574293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-hell.html' title='What the hell'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-8136894092708590039</id><published>2008-12-05T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:57:14.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again? Here I am</title><content type='html'>I should not be complaining but I feel like I've in a way been treated unfairly. I mean as a teen I've missed out on a lot of my fun as a kid, with friends. The 2 of you, keep saying friends are only there for the time being and will be gone for sure one day. Family will always be there. That may be true, but have the two of you been living solely only with your family without friends? I really think sometimes that you two never had friends.&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I never get to do any crazy stuff with my friends cause my folks object to it. I never had a single sleepover at all. I want to but I just don't feel like a friend.I just feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like everything from inside is coming out again. Coming out to just drag me down and back from foward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it my wrist hurts. Like I really sprained it or something. What did I do? Hmmm.... Too much NFS??? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my improvement ressurects an old poison&lt;br /&gt;Weakening me at a time of unrest chaos&lt;br /&gt;This weariness seem to have me bound&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the noise I hear no sound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-8136894092708590039?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8136894092708590039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=8136894092708590039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8136894092708590039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/8136894092708590039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-again-here-i-am.html' title='Back again? Here I am'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7679405071997104737</id><published>2008-11-29T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:28:40.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To riches and beyond! (my reach)</title><content type='html'>Ok my blog have been like collecting some major essence of bordom for use on any one who visits it. So let me talk about my latest visit to one of my friends, Angeline.&lt;br /&gt;Ok she's a nice girl, she's beautiful (I'm not lying about that Angeline so don't think I'm an ass) and she's rich. How rich? To start off, her home is located at Sentosa cove and like I told her, a house like that shouldn't be in a place like Singapore. I took a few pics and let's see how her house is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_exfEYkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MJPimNjd-0w/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274066436539834946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_exfEYkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MJPimNjd-0w/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it!? THIS IS HER PARENT'S BATHROOM!!!! IT IS BIGGER THAN MY OWN ROOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_ek81vKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pULTbglNfSM/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274066433175043234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_ek81vKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pULTbglNfSM/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE JACCUZI ON THE THIRD FLOOR!! (aka the floor where Angeline's room is. So pratically the whole floor is hers) WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_ec-3OxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Kz7syHCp-lc/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274066431036046098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_ec-3OxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Kz7syHCp-lc/s320/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view on the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_efdODvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cLPmUXpBm3c/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274066431700242162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_efdODvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cLPmUXpBm3c/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The viwe on the Third floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_d-dIDGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/98lXZ6gUEkE/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274066422841478242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_d-dIDGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/98lXZ6gUEkE/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from another corner of the 3rd floor looking down on THEIR OWN PRIVATE POOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0YPvSAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9wFl1loRUy0/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065708210145282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0YPvSAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9wFl1loRUy0/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view looking down to the front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0MwLx9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/c2lvw1_TRqw/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065705125005266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0MwLx9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/c2lvw1_TRqw/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open space in ONE of their MANY BALCONIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0NcpD5I/AAAAAAAAAfA/bYDm-1M6icw/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065705311473554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-0NcpD5I/AAAAAAAAAfA/bYDm-1M6icw/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front door/hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-z8japhI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ky5_lu3iH-M/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065700776486418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-z8japhI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ky5_lu3iH-M/s320/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were ready when I got downstairs from the tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-z9gzLLI/AAAAAAAAAew/iduIXnZt8l4/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065701033946290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-z9gzLLI/AAAAAAAAAew/iduIXnZt8l4/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their own fish tank. Twice as long as my uncle's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-l999c0I/AAAAAAAAAeo/hnybMsQKrNA/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065460638085954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-l999c0I/AAAAAAAAAeo/hnybMsQKrNA/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their LIVING ROOM!!! OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-l6ihRWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mUeYj44Nhig/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065459717686626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-l6ihRWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mUeYj44Nhig/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their POOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-lk4Ec0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/sVF6q-WjGxg/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065453902492482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-lk4Ec0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/sVF6q-WjGxg/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The level one balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-ldrWlwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/N-06c7fyjW0/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065451970107138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-ldrWlwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/N-06c7fyjW0/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-laAbv7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/IC8gE3vt5DM/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274065450984783794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE-laAbv7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/IC8gE3vt5DM/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVING ROOM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY!!!! IT IS FREAKING BIG!!!!!Every room has at least 2 things. A bathroom and a balcony. IN EVERY SINGLE FREAKING ROOM!!!!! OMG!!!! THEY EVEN GOT A LIL FRIDGE THINGY TO KEEP THEIR OWN WINE!!!!! *faints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner they've got lobsters. Delivered fresh to their place, killed and cooked on the spot (Killed and cooked was left to the maids. 2 maids at that.) And it was awesome! They even opened wine and it didn't taste anything near 'not bad'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing bad about being rich. You have everything you don't have that thing about peing just sufficient. What that thing is you may ask? Well, I'm not so sure myself either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway the house was great. Couldn't speak much to Angeline. I really wanted to get on goot terms with her as in we could really talk. Seemed like she didn't really wana talk. Couldn't even get a piture with her. Oh well... Can't have 'em all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vince&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/8493286458819915932-7679405071997104737?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7679405071997104737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7679405071997104737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7679405071997104737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7679405071997104737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-riches-and-beyond-my-reach.html' title='To riches and beyond! (my reach)'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/STE_exfEYkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MJPimNjd-0w/s72-c/DSC00521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-5587691729152935753</id><published>2008-11-27T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:04:01.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An 'old' friend</title><content type='html'>WTF!!! Took my Basic Driving Theory Test yesterday and THEY FUCKING FAILED ME!!!! I was pretty sure I knew most of the answers cause I read it just before I went to the exam room.... ARGH!!! Now I gotta spend more cash for nuts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once got in TPY and was feeling hungry... Didn't know what to eat. Walked pass a Mac and I saw a familiar face. AZZAH!!!! Haha she like a little sister lol. She look so young and half the time look like a baby! I'm serious she's cute really haha... And she also looks chinese cause when I was with her shopping for her black pants, all the auntie spoke to her in mandrin and it was like wtf? She don't look chinese to you? Haha... But she's a really cute and cool gal. I hope I see her again.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for your pic baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SS6al7BShlI/AAAAAAAAAeA/CKfz6aNFGTQ/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SS6al7BShlI/AAAAAAAAAeA/CKfz6aNFGTQ/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273322189986367058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Azzah. The one on the left. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-5587691729152935753?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5587691729152935753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=5587691729152935753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5587691729152935753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/5587691729152935753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-friend.html' title='An &apos;old&apos; friend'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/SS6al7BShlI/AAAAAAAAAeA/CKfz6aNFGTQ/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8493286458819915932.post-7219366284668471452</id><published>2008-11-26T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:20:42.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO TRAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh man spent an hour walking around TPY to find a good training spot, especially for me to work on my saut de chat. I couldn't find a decent place!!! Seriously TPY is too open spaced sometimes. Looks like I'll have to settle with Bishan. Though I gotta travel, I gotta say it's pretty swell to train there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8493286458819915932-7219366284668471452?l=vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7219366284668471452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8493286458819915932&amp;postID=7219366284668471452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7219366284668471452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8493286458819915932/posts/default/7219366284668471452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vince-monkeyindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-to-train.html' title='I NEED TO TRAIN!!!'/><author><name>Cheeky Monkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13320395045701416098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QJrhzWs8hDI/R-xv2_2fvCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gY2kop_afBA/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
