<?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-6103899565400190783</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:32:17.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog. This Blog.</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is my blog. Read and appreciate the delights of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-3198786288033824342</id><published>2010-02-19T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:34:06.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Random Rubbish.</title><content type='html'>Today is the 23rd of February, Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost a month since i've entered National Junior College. YES, I entered National Junior College. It was my first choice for JC, although months ago, that spot was taken by Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJC is really like a construction site! There are construction works going on everywhere! I heard from the NJC Principal (V.Cheng) that the school was expanding, to include a new library and many more... But it was like the whole school transformed into a construction zone. Paths were being blocked everywhere, so inconvinient!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i took 4H2 subjects, Physics, Chemistry, Mathematics and History. Sorry Ms Betsy Teo!!! I know i didn't take Literature!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was GREAT! (Ok, Mr Chong(MY GP Tutor) said that the word GREAT cannot be used, as of now... So... if Orientation was an A Level subject, the school will get straight As for it. Thats how GREAT it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was MEMORABLE! I made many friends on the first day itself, and it started off with Shane, from FMSS. Then later on in the day, i met Kai Xiong, who i thought was an emo kia at first, but then he turned out to be such a sport! The next day, during the Student Needs Test, i met Qi Yu aka Simon, who was supposed to be an emo kia, but somehow managed to get past that in NJC. Maybe its due to my extremely cold jokes. Hahas...!!! And Clement also! His maths is very good! I will always ask him for help during maths lecture!!! Of course, one character that stood out from all i've met during NJC orientation must be Leon, this guy from Commonwealth Secondary School who only made it into OG13(my OG) during our... 3rd day? Ya, but he sure bonds fast! Like i told him 'We're family now!' Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was LONG-LASTING! Even after orientation, we didn't forget each other. We still met up with each other during out breaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG THIRTEEN!!! LIBERTAS ALL THE WAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my impression of the school itself is not as good as its orientation. NJC looks nice in name, and on paper, but inside, well... certain unpleasant things happened... so... Oh well, i shouldn't harp on such things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that they system is very stupid. They make us bond with our OG and house first for more than 2 weeks. Then the arrangment of the CGs is in such a way that forces the OGs to break away from each other!!! Crap right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my CG is 10SH26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i joined College Publications in NJC, but the organisation there is somewhat haphazard. Like Yue Long puts it, there is no single authoritative head there, so theres no enforcment of organisation and duties... It's so bad, that i simply emo with Yue Long during CCA... haiz... we have many ideas, but its just that we dun know who to voice them to... so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kena saboed by the Chemistry class of 10SH20(damn you, Qi Yu!) to be the chemistry rep. Karen was like suan-ing me when she knew of it...now i know how she felt being the chem rep. Imagine her doing it for 2 years while i only have to do it for one, hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, went to King Albert Park to have McDonalds with my OG mates and OGLs... then went to the railway to camwhore!!! But i left in the middle of it with Yoke Kwan(my OGL), who had H3 Bio!!!(H3, so zai...!) Of course, i left for a more private reason... So i took a bus trip spanning more than one hour to see her at work... It couldn't help that some feelings came back to me when i saw her again. Looking at her work was something like for the fun, joy and laughter... Hahas... then it was her dinnertime. So she wanted to eat cai fan, walked with her to the cai fan stall and back and sat down at the food court looking at her eat. I realised that i was looking at her like how i looked at her for the first time... So we crapped about life, and studies under the sun while she ate her packet of cai fan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (pointing to my SEA Hist Book) You see, this is my set text for Hist.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Wah, i read two pages of this book i will already throw it out of the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas... that was a good laugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... have to go sleep now... have to wake up at 5 tml... what a pain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-3198786288033824342?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/3198786288033824342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=3198786288033824342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/3198786288033824342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/3198786288033824342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2010/02/really-random-rubbish.html' title='Really Random Rubbish.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-579194645382008282</id><published>2009-09-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:34:59.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GUY'S NOT DEAD... YET!</title><content type='html'>THIS GUY HERE IS NOT DEAD YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always been there, behind or up in front. But he's never been down. Not yet. Nothing can daunt him. He has met with countless faliures, those ups and downs of his life. Whats with a few failures? What matters is this guy learns and begins to knock people down. Nothing can KO this guy, everytime he goes under, he comes back faster and stronger. All these months, this guy here has seen everything, felt everything, done everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter how all this shit will turn out, cause this guy isn't going to take these lying down! He's come so far, not to fail. He's never meant to fail. God did'not put this man where he is today just to fail him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be times that one has to fail in order to achieve success, but it is not this time round. There may be times where defeat is inevitable, but it is not this time round. There may be times where the desire of giving all up is rampant, but it is not this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past nine month, he's tasted success, he's suffered defeat, he's felt love, he's seen despair. But this man here is filled with hope, with joy, with happiness, like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna knock this guy down. Not this time round. Never. This man may fail  now, but he's never failed to deliver, to achieve. There is nothing too far for his hands, and the overwhelming determination that this guy has to achieve what he aspires is brimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is gonna knock him down, no subject is gonna give him a double whammy, YA HEARD!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-579194645382008282?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/579194645382008282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=579194645382008282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/579194645382008282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/579194645382008282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2009/09/guys-not-dead-yet.html' title='THE GUY&apos;S NOT DEAD... YET!'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5745723323515963965</id><published>2008-12-22T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:30:51.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Alert!</title><content type='html'>"We interrupt your evening programme to bring you this special news bulletin. Scientists have long predicted this phenomemum that happens four times in a year. The devastating effects of this event is simply flabbergasting and never fails to disgust the masses. Much caution is advised by the leading authorities to gear up for the worst natural disaster of the year, a gazillion times more mortifying than the 911 attacks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's gonna reopen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, the armageddon is upon us! We used to have TGIF, now its FGIF!!! School's gonna reopen, and boy, we're gonna suffer, big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound the alarms, raise the arms, cauz its gonna be WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR WAR WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was a little too erm... serious... Like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just converted Kung Fu Panda and You Don't Mess With The Zohan, and put it into my N79, bringing the total movie count in my N79 to 4.(Red Cliff, Casino Royale, Kung Fu Panda and Zohan) SO what next? I nid suggestions as i have lots of space in the N79.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been putting this off for many times, but i must seriously get myself to do it, that is to modify my PSP. I should really get down to doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new Snack Wrap(Spicy BBQ Chicken Snack Wrap)and its only at $2.50!!! But only available at some McDonalds... cant walk in to my nearest one and buy... so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5745723323515963965?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5745723323515963965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5745723323515963965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5745723323515963965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5745723323515963965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/12/alert.html' title='&lt;Whatever&apos;s after Black&gt; Alert!'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-254280781227777999</id><published>2008-12-05T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:12:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Post Number 0xx</title><content type='html'>LEAVE APPLICATION FORM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: My Blog&lt;br /&gt;Duration Of Leave: From: 12-1-2008 to indefinite.&lt;br /&gt;Reason(s) for application: Feel like it lor...&lt;br /&gt;Type of leave applied: Annual Leave&lt;br /&gt;Leave approved by: Me lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things, so little time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (FINALLY) went to watch Quantum of Solace. And i choosed this busy cinema but at a very ulu timeslot... The movie hor... great is great lah but then hor u dun really have the idea which stage of the move you are watching. Like the explosion of the hotel hor i din't know that it was the ending. I thought it was like the halfway stage nia... then suddenly go to the Russia scene, like a bit anti-climax sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (FINALLY, FINALLY MAN... FOR REAL...) got a new handphone. Introducing the Nokia N79. It has everything that one could have, 5 megapixel camera with dual LED flash, Wifi, blah blah blah. And it comes with 3 Xpress-on covers. I conviniently bought the last set at Hello Shop AMK Hub (Hehe...) Everything is fine lah, except for the hard keypads, crappy night mode on its camera and its music player. Haven't tried the stereo speakers though.(Update: tried it liao. So-so.) The Naviwheel and screen orientation sensor is erm, too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (FINALLY) went for holiday. Destination: KL. Ill now summarize to you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Woke up at 530. Went to Golden Mile and ate Prawn Noodles that my mum's friend bought. It was sooooo prawny. There was so much prawns in the noodles. The chili was fabulous. Went up the bus and then slept. Reached Tuas Checkpoint an hour later. After checkpoint, was snoozing on the highway. Reached Yong Peng and ate prawn noodles, fishball noodles and porridge. Reached KL at 2. Checked in at Berjaya Times Square and walked to Sungei Wang Plaza and then went to Pavillion. Went to the Food Republic there and ate Carrot Cake(Malaysian Style) and Or Luak(Oyster Omelette). Awful. The carrot cake was too flour-ish and the oyster was too overcooked. Then headed to this ulu location to have seafood. Ate Salted Crabs, Fried Tang Hoon, Vegetable with chinese cheese, deep-fried sotong and otak. RM120 only. Rate was S$1 = RM 2.41. Hmm. Then went back to hotel and then at 11 went out to supper. Ate satay and pork noodles. Last count, 21 sticks of satay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Woke up at 730. Went for the buffet breakfast at the hotel(standard one mah). Then went to find out where the bus terminal is. Then went to have Bak Ku Teh for lunch. Went for steamboat at Sri Pertaling for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Woke up at 530. Took bus. Reached Singapore at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... I just thought of something... McDonalds released some new promotions in their store so ive jus thought, what if the $2 McChicken was not sold and instead, a McDuck Sandwich was sold. Then it would be: Sir, Would You Like To Try our New McDuck Sandwich? Worse, what if pork is used instead!!?? McPork???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-254280781227777999?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/254280781227777999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=254280781227777999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/254280781227777999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/254280781227777999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post-number-0xx.html' title='Blog Post Number 0xx'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-6008732595138255133</id><published>2008-11-20T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:22:11.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Notices.</title><content type='html'>Notices:&lt;br /&gt;I haven do homework yet(got what har??)&lt;br /&gt;I bought my school books(they cost a goddamn bomb!!)&lt;br /&gt;I finished The Time Paradox(still sighing about the cost...)&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY GOT MY I/C!!![kisses my pink i/c]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this random day, i was at this random ulu shopping centre when there was like many indian tailors and all(those along orchard rd, not those in little india)... so arh i was walking and minding my own business then suddenly i heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Man Shouting):&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;"FUCK YOU!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah damn shock man... and my mum and brother was there too... so after that my brother kept on saying... erm... u know lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i went to buy my books... they cost a bomb... 120 bucks... my books made from gold izzit... and hor... do i look like normal acadamic student. Okay, that was too direct. I mean, the Popular Bookstore attendent took my bklist and got me all the Express books, so why she got no bloody hell sense and get my Chinese books the normal acadamic version instead... then when i ask her she say that it was written NA on my bklist... i mean WTF lah... its written S4(E)/S5(N/A)... read properly lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ive thought a new line of tricks to prank ppl... u know, the kind... might try going to McDonalds at various locations and u know... prank the cashiers there. U know like when u order mcdonalds, u can request to add or remove any condiments like cheese or pickles... you know, the kind. Heres some:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 1: Hello good evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 1: What would u like to order sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Erm... i want one apple pie... WITHOUT APPLE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 1: Har??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 2: Hello good evening. What would u like sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Hello. I want erm... erm... one fillet o fish... WITHOUT FILLET...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 2: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 3: Hi may i take your order?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Erm... i want a corn cup... WITHOUT CORN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 3: Er??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 4: Hi good morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 4: Erm why dun u try our new promotion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Hmm... inside got wad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier 4: Got double meat patty lah... blah blah blah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: Wad kind of patty u hav in ur menu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cashier: Got chicken and beef...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua: GOT PORK OR NOT???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here... i wanna thank jereld... for scanning a copy of his booklist 4 me coz i lost mine. Thank You Hor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HK dramas these few days... Watching Moonlight Resonance now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk Tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-6008732595138255133?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/6008732595138255133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=6008732595138255133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6008732595138255133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6008732595138255133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-notices.html' title='Update: Notices.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5861829929264397864</id><published>2008-11-12T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:18:02.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday... slack at home. Then at 1pm, went to Rivervale Plaza KFC eat lunch with CK. Ordered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Auntie, one...&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Wait har... boy(signals to this boy who CUT my queue...) what u want to order?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua:(muttering)f*ck lah... (to CK)walao eh...&lt;br /&gt;Auntie:(when the idiot finally ordered)... yes boy, what u wan?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: One Two Piece Meal... the mashed potato change to cheese fries... Upsize hor...&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: The cheese fries add $1.50 ok?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Yah Lah DUR!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: What drink you want?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;(Auntie brings out the chicken)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua:(to CK) walao why my chicken so small one...&lt;br /&gt;(Joshua looks at CK's chicken, Ck's chicken damn big one...)&lt;br /&gt;CK: Good wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while eating)&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Eh... why everytime my chicken so small one har...&lt;br /&gt;CK: Because u no technique mah... i learn from gable the kfc way... order both ribs lor...&lt;br /&gt;Joshua... Oh...k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... while walking to the bus, 2 things happened... One, CK was saying that i eat things never chew properly one... he say that day i vomit during Chem SPA, he saw the whole slice of mushroom in my vomit... although got teeth marks but it was still intact... then i scare him summore say that the bak chor mee i ate that day the mee pok strand still floating in the bag of vomit i vomitted in... CK was amused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, CK vomitted... walao he is eat until too full or wad... liddat can anytime and anyhow vomit one... He say he cant take too oily food... walao eh... then take Zinger Meal lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to AMK Hub watch Madagascar 2... ate Char Kuay Teow for lunch at the hawker centre b4 that... the plate damn small sia... but the ham is shiok one lor... The movie was funny... nothing else... I still wonder why i even went for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Popular and got the new Artemis Fowl Book... The Time Paradox. It was a great read but it cost a whooping 30 bucks... still thinking if it was worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5861829929264397864?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5861829929264397864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5861829929264397864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5861829929264397864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5861829929264397864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/post.html' title='A Post...'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1051004970318235787</id><published>2008-11-10T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:01:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Balls 2:Hardcore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;7 am - Wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8am - Ms Oh called. Kena stomack cramp. Lesson postponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So she called and then YZ also sms me say she stomach cramp don nid to go for lesson. Then it means i frm 11 to 3 nothing to do. Or stay at home and rot. So the natural thing i did was to call kakis go jalan jalan. Called CK. Ask him go KFC makan. I call him ask him wan go CP KFC makan or not. Then he say he wan to sian at home... dowan to come out. Then he also say wad raining then should not go out. A LOAD OF CRAP LAH! Then asked Gavin wan go out... he say he staying overnite at his granny house and going out wif his cousin go eat buffet lunch and novena. Wah so high class arh! Guess KFC must be way low... So i called YZ.. he say he going to ponti chalet wif chris... so since i got nowhere to go, i go school wait for chris with YZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ho Lan Liao! Chris say he wan play basketball. Wah, finally got lobang liao. Then we were at the physics lab waiting for YZ while chatting with the *fake* stomach cramp-ed Ms Oh with gable, darren and chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Donno when we were toking then we got onto this topic where the word 'rusted' was used. Ms Oh was plugged in on her earphones listening music while she suddenly look at us and told us to mind our language. Wah! Since when rusted = bast*rd???!!! LOLS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then YZ came. He wear home clothes, so mus sneak in. Aiya... noob lah... still kena caught by security guard. And almost caught by Ms Cheryl Ng. So we went to play ball in the rain! Me, YZ, Chris and Darren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266943114615010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRfw23bRNGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gbQFLzUSba0/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how wet the court is... slippery and challenging sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266943126063838530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRfw3iE4dUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rHCXyYXDLCc/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YZ in home clothes. Going for the kill... without obstructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266943117554549426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRfw3CYHArI/AAAAAAAAAH8/W01e41sboEk/s320/Image002(0).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chris teaching Darren what to do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We play from 1130am to 215pm... in conditions from slight rain to rain to insane windy storm to drizzle... Then we passing passing donno why always when pass to darren, it always hit his *xiao di di*. Then we played ABC(or wadeva it is) then in the end left me still at Level One... Haiz...Then chris in the middle ask his 3D friends come play. Turn out the 3D friends are girls... walao eh... not say they not good lah... but they barely made a shot. Then got 15 mins interlude 3I's Isabel came down play... I was referee... but then they one team so strong one team so weak everybody give chance i oso don nid to do anything. The girls won. But how? Coz the guys let them, we score is 1 point, they score for 1 ball is 3 points. End score: 15-8. Then suddenly one BMW come and another 3D girl came. She oso bought ball then i played ABC with her. She ho lan lor... NBA ball... but i more tyco... two shots in a row! Level 1 go level 2 then go level 3!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Over at the match side, run lah dribble lah pass lah, until Chris slid and fell on his butt. And his the kind that puts his handphone at the behind pocket, and he just changed his phone. Get the picture? And when i saw his phone theme, it was titled "Just Break It!". So apt and fitting. But no lah... his phone never spoil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then at 215, Darren, YZ, Chris and I walked to CP when Darren went home to change and got ready to go ponti's chalet.While we were walking to CP, we assessed our injuries. Chris is X1 injury(slid on his butt), YZ is X2(kena poked in the butt by chris and his leg injury) and darren is X3 injury(his xiao di di kena hit 3 times). Only i not injured... Haha Heng arh!!! Then the rest of us go KFC makan. And after that went to kiddy palace got ponti a gift... $2 each person, shared by me, YZ, chris, darren, eugene, JT.. i paid 90 cents more while chris and YZ paid 40 cents more for wrapping paper. Pok kai orready lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Eugene at the interchange and then chris, eugene and YZ took 89 go chris house and wash up b4 meeting darren at pasir ris. While i took 163 home... Reached home, found out that i actually stank and went to shower...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pok Kai-ed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S. a joke here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man: Be vegetarian is good one. Will like... when u sayonara that time, then u erm... u know lah... U eat too much meat arh... then oso not good for u one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lady: Eat chicken wait go heaven become chicken arh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auntie: Then eat duck become duck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man: Eat pork become pig lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lady: Wait become all 3 lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Then hor, if eat shit how???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man: LOL!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1051004970318235787?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1051004970318235787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1051004970318235787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1051004970318235787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1051004970318235787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/raining-balls-2hardcore.html' title='Raining Balls 2:Hardcore'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRfw23bRNGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gbQFLzUSba0/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-8562740375998898173</id><published>2008-11-08T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:59:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno wad to put...</title><content type='html'>Found this poster for a musical and thought that it would be interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266238808996738546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRVwS4igdfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O_AEL9edrxA/s320/highnotes5musical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yah la i totally agree.... then theres also another musical... The Singaporean High School Musical:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266239396413981810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRVw1E1sRHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NP7DW2F5Ns4/s320/JCmusical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!!!&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/6103899565400190783-8562740375998898173?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/8562740375998898173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=8562740375998898173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8562740375998898173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8562740375998898173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/dunno-wad-to-put.html' title='Dunno wad to put...'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SRVwS4igdfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O_AEL9edrxA/s72-c/highnotes5musical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-2058886201041174897</id><published>2008-11-07T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:49:39.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Blues</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning, met YZ for breakfast at Tongkang. We ate Bak Chor Mee there. Everything was fine with the food UNTIL... later then say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to school for Chem SPA. First thing that happened when i put down my bag, nose start to bleed. I mean, i know theres pressure from the mock to the real thing, but i imagined the pressure to be a methephorical thingy, and not be so true. See what happen lah... Screwed up lah... i dun think my reading is even valid at all lah. 26.9? U believe it... when everyone's else was 27.0-27.2. Haiz... actually got once is got 26.8 one but i have learnt that 26.8 is an unlucky number... so i did again and got 26.9. After titration ... UNTIL... i vomitted. The mushroom(not kelvin) from the bak chor mee could still be seen, unchewed. And there were giddy spells and stomach unrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kena locked up in the meeting room. Vomitted again, nose bleed again and i just sleep on the carpet floor in the meeting room. I didn't sleep, officially, as i could still hear and see what happen around me. And to those girls who walked past me when i was lying on the floor, I DID NOT SEE ANYTHING HOR!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why i was like energized when we aere about to be released. Then waited for Kuay Bu(Gavin's new name) to come out... then went to the nearby kopitiam for lunch(NOT the one YZ and i went tis morning). Ate roast pork rice while Kuay Bu roasted himself and ate himself with rice. Went to Econ behind the kopitiam and bought drinks(its cheaper by the bottle than those in the kopitiam). Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack slack... still thinking about the SPA... haiz... wait i drop to combined science... then how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell u, im that sian... that im even watching Yi Nan Wang now... other than blahing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianzing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-2058886201041174897?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/2058886201041174897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=2058886201041174897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2058886201041174897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2058886201041174897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-blues.html' title='Friday Blues'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1116274952126249193</id><published>2008-11-05T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:38:52.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Balls</title><content type='html'>Today morning had KFC am. Twister OR. Then after Chem SPA joined the guys go McDonalds eat McGriddle. Then go library in CP. Then go back to school with CK when we saw the girls playing basketball. We debated a bit b4 joining them in the game. It wasn't join lah, we actually attempted to snatch the ball, beg for the ball and all... then it drizzled. But nevermind, CK and I perservered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 1pm... went home... then went to AMK Hub slack. While CK was in Bio Lab mugging titration when he actually spilled some chemical on himself while swirling the chemical. Walao eh... the most stupid thing that could happen. I swirl all the time but that nv seems to happen to me... CK, what happen...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, BARACK OBAMA WON!!! Why i so happy leh? Dunno, maybe coz i see McCain buay song maybe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1116274952126249193?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1116274952126249193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1116274952126249193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1116274952126249193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1116274952126249193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/raining-balls.html' title='Raining Balls'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-8927188951823435366</id><published>2008-11-02T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:02:36.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Parody</title><content type='html'>Never order Pizza Hut, KFC, McDonalds blah blah blah...(anything that needs home delivery), ESPECIALLY Pizza Hut if you are living in landed property. I found this cold hard truth out the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Joshua presses 62 35 35 35 on the phone)&lt;br /&gt;(Ring Ring...)&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Welcome to Pizza Hut Home Delivery Hotline. For Current Promotions, press 1, for new order, press 2 ...&lt;br /&gt;(Joshua presses 2)&lt;br /&gt;Operator: Please hold on as all our operators are currently engaged...&lt;br /&gt;(Joshua waits)&lt;br /&gt;(After a long wait...)&lt;br /&gt;Customer Service(CS): Hello, this is *********.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Hi good evening. I would like...&lt;br /&gt;CS: Could i have your phone number?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Huh? Orh... ********.&lt;br /&gt;CS: Thank You. Could i also have your postal code number?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: ******&lt;br /&gt;CS: Are you living in 32 ***** *****(Landed property address)?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Erm Yah...&lt;br /&gt;CS: What block?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Erm... this is landed property...&lt;br /&gt;CS: Working area?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: No... residential area...&lt;br /&gt;CS: So what block is this condominium?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: NO ITS NOT A CONDOMINIUM! THIS IS LANDED PROPERTY AND THERES NO BLOCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;CS: So this is landed property har and the number is 32?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: YAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... thats the problem with delivery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after ordering and got an assurance that my order would arrive at 1911hrs... i waited and waited and waited and waited until 2000hrs when the order came... then i asked the deliveryman wad happen then he tulan back say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They just give it to me one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what the f**k lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i passed by and saw this new item at Old Chang Kee(name rings a damn familliar bell... ... ...)(new to me... i dunno how long nv eat OCK orready). Its the 'new' Mushroom Chicken Curry Puff(they call it the Mushroom Chicken O') which got no curry and basically is a chicken pie in a curry puff pastry. But its sorta nice... hot lah... piping hot lah... and like its a chicken pie in a curry puff... but its not something like a curry pie(is there even such a thing???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got an ipod shuffle from the dustbin... original packaging and all... but sian... only 1GB... but then worth about $50 so its considered win win situation... The original owner got to throw it away and i got to pick it up and use it... filled it up with classical mrbrown show podcasts... from No More Birds to Bak Chor Mee Man to Ex(NS)Men III... reliving the old times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to relive the old times... so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-8927188951823435366?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/8927188951823435366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=8927188951823435366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8927188951823435366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8927188951823435366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/11/pizza-parody.html' title='Pizza Parody'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5316848667420548327</id><published>2008-10-19T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:28:00.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Death</title><content type='html'>This section is for Edmund.&lt;br /&gt;What is a dead blog? What constitutes a dead blog? Does it involve the loss of concern of one's blog for a particular of time. Most importantly, does such a thing as a dead blog even exist? The answer is no. Scientifically speaking, a blog does not have life. Since it does not have life, it cannot be dead. It is not a living thing, nor does it have the constituent elements of possessing life, not strengthening it, or preserving it. It does not have a control centre of itself, which is why its will is manipulated by human beings. Therefore it does not have the ability to either reason or feel. Thus, a dead blog does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Joshua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, i consulted the almanac and found out that today was a lucky day to blog. So fine, i shall not deny fate and so i blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So lah, exams come and go. And the results were out. I can say that i have done my "best", though got regret lah... like i always feel when i get my papers back. Shucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English - Paper 1 --&gt; 34/60 (i first time fail compo section. Nabeh!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;              - Paper 2 --&gt; 32/50 (i first time get so high for compre. Yeah!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chinese - Paper 1 --&gt; 43/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;               - Paper 2 --&gt; 46/70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Maths - Paper 1 --&gt; 56/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                - Paper 2 --&gt; 84/100 (i also first time get so high for A Maths.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E Maths - Paper 1 --&gt; 64/80 (sucks. A Maths papers took all my energy for E Maths papers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                - Paper 2 --&gt; 63/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Physics - Paper 1 --&gt; 34/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;              - Paper 2 --&gt; 56/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry - Paper 1 --&gt; 36/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                   - Paper 2 --&gt; 66/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SS - --&gt; 45/50 (sorry hor, i still think teacher quite sexist.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geography - --&gt; 34/50 (crapped up lor. same reason as emaths coz same day mah.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Frankly, i felt somewhat happy, like my AMaths and SS. But felt disappointed for other subjects like Chem. And fucked up for Physics. It was SOOOOOOOOOOOOO strict that i lost quite some marks lor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then during Physics paper, the fish question that has a tank in side A and B, i went to ask teacher about if the fish is object or image. Teacher guess who? Ms Lim! The she gong gong, point at the eye and ask me if that is the fish!!! WTF!!! Diaoz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so bored at home that i signed up for an educational tour around Singapore. So at 730, i went to the meeting point and then we set off lor. First we went to the Ma Zu Temple and then to where? The Hokkien Huay Kuan. SHHK looked exactly like office liddat, no hokkien thingy inside one. Then we went to the St. Andrew's Cathedral and then we went to this so-so hotel go eat chicken rice who tasted like low quality chicken rice. The chicken rice so-so only lor... the meat not QQ one... Then we went to the sultan mosque and then to suntec city fountain of wealth. Then go to this new temple in Punggol and see what the greed of monks have done... the temple looked more grand than the istana both inside and outside lah... there was gold EVERYWHERE... Then go home... and then use computer... now blogging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5316848667420548327?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5316848667420548327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5316848667420548327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5316848667420548327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5316848667420548327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-after-death.html' title='Life After Death'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-6052768991764854503</id><published>2008-09-03T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:58:02.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toot Toot Toot...</title><content type='html'>Donno why i suddenly remember about the bus trips to and fro the museum... It was super lame... well... what can you expect from someone like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the museum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were cruising in CTE... we were lamenting about the speed of the bus... it was breakneck lor... except that its in slow motion... then we reached Eu Tong Sen Street where CK asked where Chinatown is... then Jereld point to Chinatown Point and say... Neh! Chinatown!. Lmao lah! Then i told CK that since this is Eu Tong Sen St. this should be Chinatown... Then CK pointed at the nearest MRT station and it was Clark Quay... then he ask me if its reali chinatown. I say it was only one station only... then CK tulan me say SengKang and Tampines also one station away... just that have to change... Lmao lor! Then we passed through the building with lots of coloured windows u know... then i say why its coloured... *racist views here... not supposed to be published... ask me in person if u wan to know what happen... but guarentee funny* Then we pass by an ERP gantry... which was coincidently the 3rd one... then me and CK made the mrbrown ERP sound... You have no money... You have no money... You have no money... We also joked about the ERP charged the bus $3 for one passing... then the uncle will come to us and say... $3 split among 30 ppl... everybody pay 10 cents... Walao eh... Then jereld say that ERP will be built everywhere... and the school front gate... so instead of saying 新加坡福建会管-南桥中学, it will be an ERP gantry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the museum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus very slow... so slow that we were joking that uncle was waiting for the bus to clear so that the bus can transform into optimus prime... then in the tunnel i said that the bus will transform become magic school bus... then ben tried to throw a packet of M&amp;amp;Ms out of the window... but the packet kena stuck there. After that... the bus became faster lor... even can outdrive a Lamborgini(spell wrong i know) leh... at AMK industrial parks... Ben say that sports car can got from 0 to 100 in 5 seconds... but the bus can zero to hundred in 5 hours... haha... CK and I was laughing out loud!!! Then reached school... walked home with YZ and yah lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day got a call from the 3E girls saying that class outing was the next day... walao eh... i mean... so short notice... and dunno if the rest going or not... and got rain also... not say i curse lah... but punggol park may not be that suitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-6052768991764854503?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/6052768991764854503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=6052768991764854503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6052768991764854503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6052768991764854503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/09/toot-toot-toot.html' title='Toot Toot Toot...'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1184621165064755439</id><published>2008-09-03T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:50:55.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitter Patter</title><content type='html'>My life today cannot be summarized, for that matter. However, there is this song which effectively managed to summarize it, in a subtle manner. Everything is reflective of my life today, except the figurative lyrics, which is like most of it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lyrics By : The mrbrown show&lt;br /&gt;Sung By : mrbrown and Mr Miyagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know Ben, I'm sian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are you sian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I tried to cook, but got burnt... by frying pan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MRT door toot toot toot... nearly kena my hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the girls that I know... say only see me as friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nabeh lift at my block... just break down again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wake up in the morning and i don't know who i am... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im not happy Im not sad, but i sure know where i went... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im just walking down the street... and i dono what to eat... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every second every minute every hour every day... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did I get so sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got shop interview... but got hole in my pants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go see show but the fellow in front dam tall can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My PC kena virus and the toilet flush spoil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My brand now handphone kena drop in cooking oil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wake up in the morning and i dono who i am... im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im not happy im not sad... But i sure know where i went... im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im just walking down the street... and I dono what to eat... coz im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every second every minute every hour every day... im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did I get so sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah... Im so frus...(x4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunny in the morning and its raining in the night... Im sian... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The weather cannot change, and neither can my life... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im talking to myself... coz there's really no one else... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I may think i have a choice, but i really have no voice... Im sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did i get so sian... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1184621165064755439?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1184621165064755439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1184621165064755439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1184621165064755439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1184621165064755439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/09/pitter-patter.html' title='Pitter Patter'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1435894945523646968</id><published>2008-09-02T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:47:37.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it comes crashing down...</title><content type='html'>So long never blog... ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results came back...&lt;br /&gt;English: Shit C5&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Shit D7&lt;br /&gt;AMaths: Shit B4&lt;br /&gt;EMaths: Shit A1&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Shit A1&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Shit A1&lt;br /&gt;SS: Shit A2&lt;br /&gt;Geog: Shit A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today hor is Museum Trip or to some others, Kukup trip.&lt;br /&gt;Museum is crappy so i and jiahong chiong through the whole trail in like 5 mins? But went back with yz and gang to walk through the trail. Then kena tulaned by this security guard... i sort of shitted him until mdm tang appeared. Then we were talking about Iphone when we found out that she actually reserved the Iphone aready, but hesitating whether she want it or not. Being someone who has some knowledge in the handphone field, i analyzed to her why she should or should not get the Iphone. Then the bus we sat when we came back was like Initial D, inverted commas. One BMW can 0 to 100 in 5 seconds. The bus can zero to hundred in 5 hours. Benjamin say one. Then we also saw endless ERPs along the way. So there. Will update next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1435894945523646968?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1435894945523646968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1435894945523646968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1435894945523646968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1435894945523646968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-it-comes-crashing-down.html' title='And it comes crashing down...'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-4152960775741382962</id><published>2008-08-09T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:05:04.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Honour, For Country: The Epilogue</title><content type='html'>Today is 9th August, a day which most Singaporeans have been waiting for, especially the performers and the ceremonial footdrillers. For their hard work, i salute them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fact that the day passed with torrential downpour followed by a tinge of drizzle that preluded the parade. Oh, as a note, NDP has never been ruined by weather problems in its 43 years. So as was mentioned, the Singapore Spirit's so strong, even the Thunder God had to step aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to old songs, specifically Mariah Carey's Bye Bye. And playing GTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade, watched what i considered was two of the best productions of Channel 5, Calafare and First Class. Calafare was so hilarious... since it boasts of cast like Gurmit Singh and Fiona Xie. First Class was good too, with Max Loong as the enthu teacher and Jade Seah as the old maid. Jade Seah was totaly convincing in her role!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Singapore was nearly wiped out in the Beijing Olympics today... looking at the negetive reports delivered on Channel 5 by Dominique Loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so there... So there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-4152960775741382962?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/4152960775741382962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=4152960775741382962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4152960775741382962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4152960775741382962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-honour-for-country-epilogue.html' title='For Honour, For Country: The Epilogue'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-7594842243291873298</id><published>2008-08-08T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:08:56.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Honour, For Country.</title><content type='html'>Happy 43rd birthday Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on the successful opening on the Beijing Olympics, although it does not concern me anyway, but as far as advances in the human civilization is concerned, Beijin has taken a great step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to show how Singaporean i am, heres something from mrbrown. I give his version, and my edited version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrbrown's version&lt;br /&gt;I have a nickname that's not Chinese,&lt;br /&gt;But I am not an Ang Moh.&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I speak like Native liddat.&lt;br /&gt;I speak Good English but sometimes I dowan.&lt;br /&gt;I know a few dialects so I can swear.&lt;br /&gt;I am Courteous, but sometimes the chee [pause] people piss me off at Campaign Time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get a parking fine because I tear parking coupon based on carpark time zone, which is ten minutes faster than local time.&lt;br /&gt;I try to stay healthy although I love local food.&lt;br /&gt;But. I am not the bak chor mee man, nor do I zhng my car so much these days.&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in HDB flats all my life because that's all I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;I drive a six-year old 1.6 litre car.&lt;br /&gt;It gets my whole family where we need to go, but we need to make two trips.&lt;br /&gt;I love playing computer games but kids pwn me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate going for reservist but I go anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I love the national flag even though I don't always put it up when I am asked to.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have afforded my wedding or my home without our parents' help.&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in having faith so much, I named my first born after it.&lt;br /&gt;And then my wife and I, we had two more kids.&lt;br /&gt;I have a blog, but I am not anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Lee Kin Mun.&lt;br /&gt;My name is mrbrown.&lt;br /&gt;And I am a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version:&lt;br /&gt;People say i have bad temper&lt;br /&gt;But I am not Hulk&lt;br /&gt;Nor do i go green like him liddat&lt;br /&gt;I know good english but sometimes, i just want to swear.&lt;br /&gt;I am friendly, but sometimes some idiots just had to piss me right off.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i get 'samman' from my mother, because i objected to the Korean wave, which always comes long after the Kallang Wave.&lt;br /&gt;I eat what i like, although i like other food too&lt;br /&gt;But, i am not the Bak Chor Mee Man, nor do i have a car to zhng.&lt;br /&gt;Ive lived in kampongs, HDB flats to private housing, as living standards rise.&lt;br /&gt;As i sit in my father's car, i enjoy the thrill as he speeds on the highways at 260km/h.&lt;br /&gt;I love playing computer games but i love my PSP more.&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to school, but i go anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I love the national flag even though I lost my last one.&lt;br /&gt;I could'nt have afforded what i have now without my parents help.&lt;br /&gt;But i believed in sincerity so much, that i went to a secondary school that promotes the same values.&lt;br /&gt;I have a blog, but i am not anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;My name is Joshua Lim&lt;br /&gt;My name is Turbak&lt;br /&gt;And I am a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make one version that depicts yourself and post in your blog to show your love for Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah la... life this week goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;No CME, so went with Lao Da to swensons CP to makan... was hungry so ate a plate of steak, fries and dessert while lauda ate this black pepper spagatti. After 5 mouths, lao da regretted ordering what he ordered, as it was sibeh spicy. He even added Tabasco Chili into his food. See lah, who ask you har??? Then went to Popular buy stationery, from graph paper to G2 pen, but G2 no stock. WTF!!! Saw ms maimunah who was buying craft punches. Aiyoh... i walk anyhow also can find already, and she still cannot find. Then donno how bump into class chair and karen in popular also. Then go home and realized never go comics shelf see if got new Pokemon comics!!! Walao!!! Then tuition and then go Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday to Thursday forgot liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw the new 9pm show on channel 8... quite ok actually, just that the plot wasn't that developed... but the concept is there lor... and the theme song quite catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Today is national day celebrations... went with lao da eat nasi lemak then go school... then do what crap collage then go for celebrations... all the singing contestants can go siew kim zhua... the standard cant be compared to last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK thats all lor... stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-7594842243291873298?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/7594842243291873298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=7594842243291873298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7594842243291873298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7594842243291873298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-honour-for-country.html' title='For Honour, For Country.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-869840377756966047</id><published>2008-08-01T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:28:35.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gUn GuN gUn</title><content type='html'>Let's face it... Water Gun = Gun. Don't argue with me, when i was playing with them, you were still learning how to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it comes on this day on Maths and Science Day, which was wednesday... that like kena owned lor... was giving ppl the zebra quiz to do... and daring them to beat my 10 mins record... nobody did!!! HAHAHA!!! but for those who did solve it, they must be commended as they not like ppl like CK, who only print solution lazy to do one... so when i was like erm... looking at mdm tang do the zebra puzzle... some of the girls gave me funny looks... i wonder why??? Whatever. Then it was Aeroplane competition. We totally sucked but there were more. 3D came up with a Dousha Bao, which was paper ball with a glue stick and ice-cream stick and was thrown like cannonball liddat. 3I came up with humjinbang aeroplane... which they argued was a kind of stealth plane... LOL!!! But we won 2nd lah anw... we dunno why... Then some sports leaders hor came to the canteen area and started shooting away. The water accidentaly kena me and i was so tulaned that i erm... threw the green tea bottle and shouted "Shui Pen De!!??!!" which like scared the sports leaders, which some were 3I girls. Totally tulaned, and convinced otherwise by YZ, i went to look up Mr Ong the next morning and poured my woes on him... he say he investigate lor... ok lor... what can i so anw???&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Titration i won royal flush... 24.4, 24.4, 24.4. Haha... jiahong also flush but he had to do 4 times, as he nv add indicator the 3rd time... so lor... And for those of you who think i cheating, i did an impromptu titration for YZ and 24.4 again... See...&lt;br /&gt;Friday Physics test... nabeh... easy but then a little hard lor... then just b4 physics test cheowyong came to tell me that ms cheryl ng was looking for me and he hinted that it was about M&amp;amp;S week... wah was so terrified. but then found out that those gurls were made to say sorry to me about the water guns... ok lor... apologies accepted... but implicated mr lim in the process... by going to mr ong... then i found out that dathne and jielin and maybe pei wen hates mr lim... totally... why arh??? i also dunno...&lt;br /&gt;CCA was like shit. No discipline... no attitude... no whatsoever. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during SS lesson today, we also did a parody on monkey and monkey eating bananas... u know who i mean har... so some goes like this... song name come first and the affected lyrics comes after the hyphen&lt;br /&gt;Barney Theme Song - Monkey is a dinosaur that likes to eat banana...&lt;br /&gt;Leave Out All The Rest by Linkin Park - I dreamed that the monkey, was eating pisangs, and that he was eating, like no one else cares... after hes eating, i walked with this fear, where im going to get the money, to get sommore pisangs..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got alot more but then i forgot liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunner signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-869840377756966047?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/869840377756966047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=869840377756966047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/869840377756966047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/869840377756966047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/08/gun-gun-gun.html' title='gUn GuN gUn'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1978158619378987975</id><published>2008-07-26T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:59:12.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;From Monday To Saturday... i feel like kena forced in a spacecraft and whisked round the world. Ill start from friday, coz its saturday today. Makes sense right!!! Of course. No lah... ill summarize life on tues to thurs first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot everything except:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Chinese test - its a joke... for details, look at my paper two script...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) summad - bigger joke... like word of the year like that... more hiong than hiong arh. You go summad lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths... started trogonometry and yah lah... circles is a curse lor... ever since i started circles chapter my trigo functions on my calculator cant use anymore... then i dissect the calculator and poke here poke there under the watchful eyes of mdm tang... Later on in the day then found out that mdm tang complain to the calculator maker and that they'll come on monday to inspect my calculator and maybe do 1 2 1 exchange lor...So good right... no nid spend extra money and get a new calculator... maybe ill get a black one like YZ's. PE did NAPFA... situps did 37 times... improve by a whole 12 more times since sec 2... beat CK by 2 situps... Geog do a self test... careless mistakes... lost 2 marks but got the rest correct. Ms Rai say that i got the answering technique for the 8 mks evaluative questions but not much facts to support my answer... so must do better lor. After recess MT one period... then SS 2 periods... when ms joseph like revealed her true feelings... not say i sexist lah but i feel that she should be like less subjective and like wad YZ said, bias against us guys... then after she blast she like 'invite' me go sid in front of her make me so pek chek... haiz... i not girl u know... After school kicked the soccer ball and did one volley that sent the ball out of the school fences... lucky got auntie help us take but then jeff try to ram the ball up to 3rd floor but then the ball go out of the fence again... haiz... jeff climb out take the ball lor... then he so like i dunno what... walk one big round come back into school. Physics remedial like physics lor... then i bug ms oh on things like 0 kelvin and liquid and gaseous diamond... haha so entertaining. After physics come back class wait for YZ finish yugioh with edmund and kicked the soccer ball in the class as time passed by... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dathne said: Eh dun kick the ball in here leh, here not soccer field!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua said: Morning, this is a classroom, but after class, this is soccer field!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne said: Yah Yah Yah Like Real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regina said: Eh dun kick the ball to the door leh... wait the door spoil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua said: The door spoil i pay lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benjamin said: You pay??? You edusave form also refuse to sign u pay???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regina said: Aiyo joshua! You kick ball why got no sense of direction one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua said: "NOTHING SAID... WORST INSULT YET..." dotz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;continuing on after the soccer topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne: Eh joshua... the physics test next week is test the whole thermal physics rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: Yah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelvin: Plus manometer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: Yah lor... then got the barometer also...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelvin: wait they as stupid question like why is it not realistic to use water barometer to find atmospheric pressure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: Yah Yah...'Laughs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on... not so later on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dathne: Then the particle thingy the chapter 8 got test or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: Yah lah... is the kinentic particle theory in thermal physics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne: Yah... Shit You lah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: Why you shit me!!!??? Shit Ms Oh, dun shit me... i dint set the paper!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the physics topic... the last topic arrives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhiying: Where's Karin bag har? EH joshua why you never go for training har...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: I think her bag n 3G... and i got family function today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne: Like Real!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua(waving to zhiying as she goes out): BYEeee BYEeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne:"laughs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhiying(from downstairs): REPORT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua: YES NCO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dathne: Yah go jump down quick!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yanzhi: "LAUGHS!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edmund: "LAUGHS!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... ... ... haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to function with baby lim and momma lim... pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227281985728535506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJRUwl29I/AAAAAAAAAGc/WCJkRC4o8Gg/s320/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Lim sleeping on the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227281995020339330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJR3X7iII/AAAAAAAAAGk/fY-0oWNdwaE/s320/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby Lim and Momma Lim enjoying their food&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227281998154851522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJSDDQZMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ov7vjE_NSFI/s320/Image101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fried Fried All Fried!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227282002631664610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJSTunI-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/w_kR4irRyk4/s320/Image102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I seriously look like an auntie with this shopping bag&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227282010127946082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJSvp3UWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3ezr18E87Rk/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The toy fair at takashimaya... baby lim's heaven&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227283139447253250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsKUeskaQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/qbkXtuH_Jfw/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Salmon Sushi i bought from Cold Storage at taka... salvation from all the fried food&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227283145445705586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsKU1Cth3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y9mIljZfGes/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Orchard Road At nite... taken from royal plaza @ scotts&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227283151842955922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsKVM370pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pBjOVX3kbBw/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On bus 143... on the way home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then momma lim wanted to save time and go to NTUC at toa payoh go do shopping... so ok lor... then at the taxi stand... many people but no taxis!!! we waited for over 1 hour before there was taxi lor... nabeh!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Saturday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today lor... for lunch ate one double cheeseburger and someone blanjah me a cup of iced latte from Mcdonalds... it was bitter, except that there was no bitter taste... haha... makes sense right!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The iced latte... smuggled it on bus 86 haha!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227283157029971122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsKVgMnZLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OfbRWw6gv-U/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Whatever--- signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1978158619378987975?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1978158619378987975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1978158619378987975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1978158619378987975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1978158619378987975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/07/round-world.html' title='Round The World'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIsJRUwl29I/AAAAAAAAAGc/WCJkRC4o8Gg/s72-c/Image099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5298137377085616347</id><published>2008-07-22T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:29:28.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three</title><content type='html'>Tuesday lor... means 2nd day of the week... so erm what happen... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: first period physics. Ms Oh as usual, tok tok tok about lesson... specific what = wad mc delta theta... then PE... CK's turn to run 2.4 today... ms toh today ran with him. i also run with him 1st and last round give him moral support and guide on how to chiong. He clock in 1348 which is like 4 mins earlier than me... must buck up lor... then mdm tang lesson, classical maths lor... NO CME!!! mdm tang say one. then mr tien go thru acids and then i lost 6 marks in chem test... but nevermind lah... do best can liao... but then like wad perly say lah... who become my opponent very scary one... not true lah... classmates mah... no enemities one... if got then not call friend already mah. Then it was SS lesson at humans room... As they say, a picture paints a thousand words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225811470449296674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXP2EdKxSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PVEis_zKGJo/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225811658881680210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXQBCa8w1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/8Hjjcm3kIiU/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225811655830018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXQA3DYGqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yz7-i15sQgw/s320/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then go red cross meeting where some ppl pon... then everyone playing liddat... not serious one... then began to feel tulan already. After that then go BK makan... saw evangeline and friends at CP Basement 1... lucky they nv see me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225812148944935986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXQdkDInDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KOrh2Hqb9X8/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225812155433053714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXQd8OBbhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tIqQH2S5dmU/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225812158570032482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXQeH577WI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z9JQBV2Sics/s320/Image093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See... only so little money left... im so poor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday: Erm well... today school lor... then after school mr pang lesson, EL lesson must sit outside... shucks... must type tuesday's happenings in next post... pictures 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225813761743451314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXR7cMQ9LI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O7gNResL6q8/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225813765951756514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXR7r3mmOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/asxe7qW1WR4/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225813769271141426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXR74PAZDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-QEGtyL17Tk/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5298137377085616347?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5298137377085616347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5298137377085616347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5298137377085616347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5298137377085616347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/07/three.html' title='The Three'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIXP2EdKxSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PVEis_zKGJo/s72-c/Image086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-6259441203912097522</id><published>2008-07-19T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:01:13.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues, Yellows, Greens.</title><content type='html'>One week. One live. It sucks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kena POPed 4 times in one week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pop- Went into NCHSRCY Executive Council with the lowest post ever with posts. Logistics... Haiz... what have i done do deserve all this... And somebody gets a higher post just by going to YO and like 'yao si yao huo' liddat. Stupid, Childish, Suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pop- Some crappy teacher crossed me today and ignited my violent side... like it had happened before... The situation is like this lor: During physics this crapo came in relief and taught KK(karin and kelvin) chem... but when i went over and listen she stop and gimme the tulan face... And she say that she forgot what to teach when she see my face... She tulan i more tulan arh... She better not teach in front of me again... Then complain to Mr Tien but no use... haiz... think i should go to Mr Ong on monday... and write letter to NIE, MOE, whatever E there is lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd pop- Chem test... lost 5 marks in a row... mr tien say i was doing rubbish... haiz... nevermind larh... do my best liaoz... not much regrets... but could have salvaged 2 marks if never careless and cock up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th pop- Lost the CAC. But nevermind larh, never put effort so nevermind lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week got sibeh many test... english test should be pass, chinese test confirm fail, but zheng lao shi say i at least got improve in my chinese, maths binomial test... scared i fail... can get over 30 marks good liao... chem test... read the pop section on top, history test... created history by not understanding the source given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chinese test was sibeh sian lor... here's an example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224692032754813250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIHVuOEqCUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0onI0Xgaic8/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes POP and march and march and march untill my foot got blisters...And i fell down before training coz it was like this: Got this girl call dathne (i like to call her dath vader, mr tien like to call her dat-initely) call me from 3F... then i dunno why want to save time do 6 backwards bunny hops to reach her position(outside 3F) but fell down on the 6th hop. Hand so pain... PAINNNNNnnnnn!!! But ask them(her and her bball friens) for tissue also cannot... at least ask around leh... so unfeeling... and so tulan-ED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz pop my leg so pain already, then next day CAC even more jialat... hav to stand all day... so met at CP at 7... then mr rahim call mpv cab take us to AMK Sec. go back then mr rahim pass isella $$$ to take cab bk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kena POPed... signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-6259441203912097522?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/6259441203912097522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=6259441203912097522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6259441203912097522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6259441203912097522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/07/blues-yellows-greens.html' title='Blues, Yellows, Greens.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SIHVuOEqCUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0onI0Xgaic8/s72-c/Image087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-2046044460173037743</id><published>2008-07-12T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:03:37.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived... Haven Die Yet</title><content type='html'>Its Haven Die Yet. Not Haven't Die Yet. &lt;div&gt;Anyway, this blog is recovering from chemotherapy. From a certain cancer known as the laziness cancer. This illness does not in anyway affect its user, me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long was it since i last blogged? 5 months? Anyway, the ONLY reason why i am blogging now is that i am jealous of my other classmates blogging achievements. If it even constitutes an achievement, that it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can get jealous easily ok?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why i choose such a 'kok' and plain layout for my blog is because thats what i am. I am simple and it takes just three minutes to know me. Here is the breakdown:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 minute - To know my name and my figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 minute - To either throw an isult at me or vice versa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 minute - For me to insult you back and vice versa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There it is! We are officially friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its even easier than an application from the government you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these 5 months, got good thing and bad things lah... dont want to say already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tok about now. POP is coming, next week friday. Dono wad post i getting but karin say confirm promoted to sergent one. And ive got a new nickname, First-Aid King! And Perly is First-Aid Queen and Karin is First-Aid Concubine. Not that they really my wife and CCB lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChuKee and his wife har...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222111465676316482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SHiqtckhn0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Pl8yOdI__bw/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;dono wad to say lah... as close as ever(see picture 4 details and if you can spot the couple). Developed quite a joke between them. Speaking of CK, must consider the bonds between the Three Thinkers. Me, CK and Gavin. BTW, Gavin is LOOKING FOR A GIRLFRIEND!!! SUITABLE CANDIDATES ARE ENCOURAGED TO APPLY AT THREE THINKERS HQ i.e. JOSHUA'S HOUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Lim says that i can get a new phone already in a few months time as Baby Lim gets hmself ready to use a handphone. Yay! What should i buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~-The Secrets Of Life: Laughter-~ signs off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-2046044460173037743?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/2046044460173037743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=2046044460173037743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2046044460173037743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2046044460173037743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/07/revived-haven-die-yet.html' title='Revived... Haven Die Yet'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/SHiqtckhn0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Pl8yOdI__bw/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-8363388168748841912</id><published>2008-03-07T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:14:43.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding Dang Dong</title><content type='html'>End of school liaoz... yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am i not basking in the mood of the so called school holidays? Firstly, its just one pathatic week, and i have to go back to school for that week. Here's my schedule, and i have a feeling that its not the full list yet. Not even halfway there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday - Community Service Workshop @ RI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - Free Day + Homework to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - Maths Remedial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - EL Remedial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - Maths Remedial + Tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Storytelling Workshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - Maths Remedial + Storytelling Workshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday - Not filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - Not filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - Back to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is bad. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this week, Jeff went to ROM lah. I mean his cousin kena ROMed. Come back only we all ask him who he engaged to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... my memory is failing me... I can only remember Mas Selamat, Sleeping students and Red Cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas Selamat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this is seriously lame, but i believe that MS has escaped to the Indonesian islands. Why? Simple because if you recount all the things that happened, there's quite an uncanny thing. Why would MS choose to escape when he was just going to be escorted to his relatives? And the officers guarding the detention centre are Gurkas, which are mecaneries lah... and they were only alerted of MS's escape 4 hours later. It just takes 45 mins from Whitley Rd to the coastal areas, and another 45 mins to the Indon islands. By the time the Gurkas knew of MS's escape, he might be having his dinner or checking his Friendster/Facebook/MSN or even (i quote from Kelvin) PCC-ing in his villa. I mean, the top investigators would agree with my theory, but they just refuse to accept reality and admit that our internal security has a loophole. I mean, come on, its just a 'sorry, i was wrong' kind of thing... why won't they just admit it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping(Sleepy) students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on larh, the kind of life when you stay up all night to DOTA/Maple etc is seriously not a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good one larh. You come to school sleepy like u never charge ur batts like that. Its unsightly and i pity the teacher, especially those who teach sibeh boring subjects like LKS... the students just sleep in your class larh.. I cant stop people from altering their lifestyles, but well, to say, its really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NWY's Physics Rep(Kee Sao) Collecting Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"EH YOU! PHYSICS FILE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I and Chu Kee were laughing at this point of time. Seriously... EH YOU!!! I and Chu Kee both agreed that we should have recorded it down... Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday the Seventh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First lesson - Mr. Chem 'God" Teacher 'Devil' Tien &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We completed the last part of Atomic Structure and there was this part about the number of groups being represented by Roman numerals. Here is a list, for reader's sake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I - One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V - Five&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X - Ten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L - Fifty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C - One Hundred &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D - Five Hundred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M - One Thousand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths with Mdm Tangker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learnt Quardratic Inequlities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics - Ms Oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah seriously we agreed(jiahong only larh) that Ms oh had PMT today. Ppl all never bring book... so she flare up lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After School - Red Cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today har, we sec 3s had our first chance to teach the sec 2s,and i was assigned to those ah lians(urggs). So i told Perly say, i teach them marching, she teach them Saluting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Most Used Phrases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekuad Jepatjalan!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who still dun understand this command?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who stiLL DUN UNDERSTAND this command?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHO STILL DUN UNDERSTANF THIS COMMAND!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH CO-ORDINATE LEH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NPCC IN FRONT ALL LOOKING AT YOU LEH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz... they will learn, after going through hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R9ExD0c1Y2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/du5948T90yg/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174971388514362210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R9ExD0c1Y2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/du5948T90yg/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-8363388168748841912?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/8363388168748841912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=8363388168748841912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8363388168748841912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/8363388168748841912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/03/ding-dang-dong.html' title='Ding Dang Dong'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R9ExD0c1Y2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/du5948T90yg/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-7149973022450038227</id><published>2008-03-02T12:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:06:33.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday. Until now, the JI guy has been 'spotted' in places like Toa Payoh. Hua'an say he scared that the JI guy bomb Singapore, or worse, rape him. He kee siao lah... The JI guy walks with a LIMP and is not known to be armed, so what are the chances of him making a bomb? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anw lah, since this JI thingy has freaked ppl out, all i hope for them to hope is that he kena caught quickly... so can go back Whitley Rd and Bt Timah, and my mum to bring me to Toa Payoh again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courtesy of Jeff''s blog, i went to visit some of the 2E ppl blogs lor... like LJH, a bit too serious, and got one classmate's blog, i spotted a praise for the 2D guys, of course larh... we give u hint on the day of the hist paper leh...(opps, u know who u are if u reading this... along wif the 2D guys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But disclaimer, my blog less than 5 people see only, the list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hua'an&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liddat only lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the test... 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Man, wish #26 will come soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a computer generated post. No Signature is needed.&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/6103899565400190783-7149973022450038227?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/7149973022450038227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=7149973022450038227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7149973022450038227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7149973022450038227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-sunday.html' title='Its Sunday'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R8pKz7wtRwI/AAAAAAAAADY/ucjUDgfIWeE/s72-c/Image051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5267277796209729129</id><published>2008-02-29T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:20:37.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Way Down The Road</title><content type='html'>So long never blog liaoz... Hua'an starting to say me orredy. As part of my CME commitments to maintain dis blog for 2 years, well, im blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec Three Camp (Forgot What Date - Forgot What Date)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day: This day was a non residential camp day lor... my instructors were the wind, and the evil teletubbies. We played icebreaker games... when we supposed to run around lor... played really well... until i assumed the title of human atomic bomb. My victim: Ng Yeeteng(should be spelt liddat larh... im no good with names)(subscript: if she even remembers this incident). Chukee later told me that her hand went bonkers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went for lunch lor... walao slash our lunch time by 1hr... NBCCB!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres seriously NOTHING to say larh, that day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day Two: @ CCAC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to CCAC when we were supposed to do land activities, but our schedules were swopped, sowe did improvised rafting, kayaking and rockclimbing instead. During kayaking, i got seasick so i rowed back to shore. Got laughed at by Jaslyn(Kee Sao) for being sea sick. And it also marked the first time that i laughed at mrs NaTo(miss NG 'you know who i mean'). And so the NaTo Ng joke went on and on and on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAST FORWARD... FAST FORWARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common Test Ended!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my scores... reali bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EL - 22/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CL - 36/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E Maths - 34/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Maths- 19/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry - 40/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics - 43/50(YES! Trashed 3 classes!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History - 18/25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geog - 16/25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lor... thats all... it should satisfy Hua'an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R8gUa7wtRuI/AAAAAAAAADI/fQs53EeRLwY/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172406624986154722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R8gUa7wtRuI/AAAAAAAAADI/fQs53EeRLwY/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5267277796209729129?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5267277796209729129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5267277796209729129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5267277796209729129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5267277796209729129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-way-down-road.html' title='Long Way Down The Road'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R8gUa7wtRuI/AAAAAAAAADI/fQs53EeRLwY/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-4471077338301754887</id><published>2008-01-19T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:51:59.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Wonders</title><content type='html'>Howdy. Another week's gone by and ive suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, first, due to the VERY heavy workload, i will only post on weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... monday on CME... very easy larh... target settings. These are my targets set for GCE 'O' Levels:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English - B3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese - B3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Maths - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E Maths - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geography - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combined Humanities - A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah song bo... 6 A1s...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then something happend on Tuesday or Wednesday(i forgot). Two bloody Normal Acadamics actually DARED to cut my queue. And when i was talking to a teacher. I then 'summoned' my my air(sore throat that day) and roared at them. It apparantly scared those two bitches and the teacher away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hereby dare them to challenge me... anytime except weekends and after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... i got 20 in EL compo. Yayy!!! But then Ms Lim go enter me in wad storywriting competition. Buay song-ED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHUKEE GOT A NEW GF!!! CHUKEE GOT A NEW GF!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's post veri short... nothing to talk about mah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R5HyKYwtOBI/AAAAAAAAADA/gDZpWAZtCbw/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157169308575283218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R5HyKYwtOBI/AAAAAAAAADA/gDZpWAZtCbw/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-4471077338301754887?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/4471077338301754887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=4471077338301754887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4471077338301754887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4471077338301754887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/01/weekly-wonders.html' title='Weekly Wonders'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R5HyKYwtOBI/AAAAAAAAADA/gDZpWAZtCbw/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-4992395952354355114</id><published>2008-01-13T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:55:44.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Week... No Jokes</title><content type='html'>So... another boring week off the year 2008. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this week Ms Tang on leave for 3 days, then this old Mr Ho came to teach. It was super boring. This is the first full week in school. Then school is like normal lor. Physics is SOOOO boring... now larh... later on Ms Oh say it would be challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished compiling a set of my personal Chemistry notes, Version 1.11 you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday so many homework. Sianz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz... those girls from 2E are seriously Ah Longs. Just came the bill for $1 for class fund. Of course i dowan pay larh. Then one of the girls, a damn shorty, said that to get use to the 2E system, that the 2D system is so lechae. I *insulted* their past teachers larh. But the message i wanna give them is actually this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Im a hardcore capitalist, unlike you stupid communists. So just get the hell off."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In case those girls from 2E dont know the meanings, feel *free* to ask me. But i charge $10 per minute for consultation fees. Free of all charges for guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jus a joke, but i know what profession Angeline can be next time: An Ah Long!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haiz... veri tired now... since ive JUST typed the chem notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So on Friday, after Red Cross, Iwent to Iseatan to buy beef and then ate at Swensen's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pix:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4ne_owtN-I/AAAAAAAAACo/SUnqnAL54HY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154896433357076450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4ne_owtN-I/AAAAAAAAACo/SUnqnAL54HY/s320/Image021.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4nfP4wtN_I/AAAAAAAAACw/7HCv9Y6majg/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154896712529950706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="181" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4nfP4wtN_I/AAAAAAAAACw/7HCv9Y6majg/s320/Image020.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SUPER TIRED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4nfeIwtOAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/77_GEbiLyRM/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154896957343086594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4nfeIwtOAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/77_GEbiLyRM/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/6103899565400190783-4992395952354355114?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/4992395952354355114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=4992395952354355114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4992395952354355114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4992395952354355114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/01/boring-week-no-jokes.html' title='Boring Week... No Jokes'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R4ne_owtN-I/AAAAAAAAACo/SUnqnAL54HY/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-625564766120879741</id><published>2008-01-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:30:55.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Medal The Sword And The Durian</title><content type='html'>One week just passed in school. Here are a list of my teachers: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Form Teacher: Mdm Tang Pui Lin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English: Ms Lim Ker Sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&amp;amp;E Maths : Mdm Tang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese: Mdm Zheng Hui Er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHHS: Ms Joseph Tabhita Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geography: Mr Ansar Mohd Sali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry: Mr Tien Chee Wai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics: Ms Oh Yian Yian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHHS is... well its technically not boring. Its just the teacher teaching it. Like chanting sutra liddat. Not i say one har... its David Kee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then ive got the black power rangers with the upgraded power rangers belt for a teacher(you know who i mean)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the chem teacher is scary. Pure scary. Lucky i already read about the mole. I almost kena the medal, the sword and the durian the same day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tare(tah-rae) button is for making Teh Tarrik. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diplomatic relations between D &amp;amp; E is at 1%. Trade is kept to a minimum. Less than 1000 words per people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The physics teacher also the what. Want workbook add in the booklist mah. Now then say need to buy. No money you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 3 is like well... Last time, my stomach will rumble from 7 to 10. Now it rumbles from 7 to 1030. My poor stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is now... boring. Nothing like Sec 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now got new science chem subject. SPA Chem. Spa is relaxing. You are in hot water, with nice aroma, nice flowers, and nice music. But to a chem, or physics student. Spa, is hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School too, is hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R39OIowtN9I/AAAAAAAAACg/uOoY4pJS59M/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151922409022765010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R39OIowtN9I/AAAAAAAAACg/uOoY4pJS59M/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-625564766120879741?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/625564766120879741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=625564766120879741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/625564766120879741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/625564766120879741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/01/medal-sword-and-durian.html' title='The Medal The Sword And The Durian'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R39OIowtN9I/AAAAAAAAACg/uOoY4pJS59M/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-2848635523385816659</id><published>2008-01-01T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T14:56:33.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before-school Day</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Everyone. I wish life would not be so difficult as it was in 2007. However, Being a joker is still dificult, as so i must begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, woke up at 830. Shit. Wake up so early. Went to the Fernvale Point Market. The pork seller say i everytime give him business so he know what i want. Of course larh! Your stall is the ONLY pork stall in the whole market, FYI. Then i went to the Koufu for breakfast. My mother ate Bak Chor Mee got hiam(not ham) mai tur kwa. Lucky the seller alert enough. Of course larh, one bowl is $3. So expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself? I ate fried noodles with an egg and tau kwa. See, no chicken wing right? That proves i can control! I is got the control you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home to unload the marketing and then set off for NTUC Xtra @ AMK Hub. After clearing NTUC, i bought a bottle of Chysentamun Tea from the herb shop. My brother got Barley. My tea was SO BITTER! Yucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reached home and had a plate of sushi i bought from NTUC. Delicious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now yesterday, a friend of mine got into some trouble. Love trouble. So this Sec 2 girl C****** was a student from Hong Kong. And my mother's friend's relative, a Sec 4(I think) guy E*** had a crush on C****** and for Christmas, E*** gave her jewellery from Citigems worth over a hundred dollars. So this gesture scared the girl untill she cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find this really FUNNY!!! The guy's so idiotic, fancy giving her jewellery as a first gift. And they aren't like very close. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, my mother's friend had to call the guy to warn him to stop doing those things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad. For the guy, of course. Funny, to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, case closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tomorrow first day of school, my mother had issued an imperial edict that everyone had to sleep at 9. Drats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3nj2owtN8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWU7XLBsz04/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150398176669022146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3nj2owtN8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWU7XLBsz04/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-2848635523385816659?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/2848635523385816659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=2848635523385816659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2848635523385816659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2848635523385816659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-school-day.html' title='Before-school Day'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3nj2owtN8I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWU7XLBsz04/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-1564237258577041217</id><published>2007-12-31T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T20:56:53.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Of A Joker pt.II</title><content type='html'>MSN conversations. I had many of them. Let me reveal one classic one. &lt;div&gt;Tur Bak(Red) VS. M.C(Green) VS smile!!xD(Blue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heard most of the sec 3 teachers all new teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the old teachers push to lower sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#M.C says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah.. old teachers like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#M.C says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kenna retained for so many years liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#M.C says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boo hooo hooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hey u got read fanfic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fanfic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wads that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nvm =-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;thats pretty gally stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its online stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;online those kind of stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wad is fanfic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fanfiction lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yucks so pervertic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fan n fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dint know u like those stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fan is idols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fiction are some make up characts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so u got an idol and some ah beng making out larh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;no...=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its not rated for god's sake =-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am watching a anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not rated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g*h*e*'s fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that anime is bout a gal become idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;guess how many episodes it got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then she makes out with those chow ah bengs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its a anime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u got see chow ah beng in pokemon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tur Bak™ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;team rocket lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;they are for children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile!!xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conversation Ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So arh, my Tagboard is finally up. Thanks to Hua'an. Thank You. Wah. He first to tag also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is like 9 at night. My little brother has been watching Wallace &amp;amp; Gromit, Thomas Train, The Wild etc. for hours now while my mother plays mahjong. Damn. I dint even watch anything other than Kinship. And its like from 730 to 8 lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i am very tired now. But still need to stay up until 12. ZzzzzZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3jmvYwtN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qyQ6wiV4Rdg/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150119875673143218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3jmvYwtN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qyQ6wiV4Rdg/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-1564237258577041217?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/1564237258577041217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=1564237258577041217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1564237258577041217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/1564237258577041217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-of-joker-ptii.html' title='Life Of A Joker pt.II'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3jmvYwtN7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qyQ6wiV4Rdg/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-5280477948164074777</id><published>2007-12-31T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:35:36.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of The Year.</title><content type='html'>Life is difficult... really. Coz its me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, on the last day of December 2007, i FINALLY tried a Ramly Burger, for the first time in my entire life. And theres pictures to, well, picture my first burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150029573985744706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iUnIwtN0I/AAAAAAAAABY/oGsV0lS3JLA/s320/Image000.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The burger core, the essence of the burger. Beef burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story continues. So i was eating at the bus stop, waiting for bus 163. I had planned on a mouth-in-one, but was foiled by the incoming bus. So, the burger became like th&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iVu4wtN1I/AAAAAAAAABg/2txt42ZAuFY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150030806641358674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iVu4wtN1I/AAAAAAAAABg/2txt42ZAuFY/s320/Image004.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is, on the bus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruined Ramly. On the bus. Disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iWTIwtN2I/AAAAAAAAABo/DjrPyzQOyvY/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150031429411616610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="188" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iWTIwtN2I/AAAAAAAAABo/DjrPyzQOyvY/s320/Image020.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My drink. Coca-Cola from McDonalds @ $1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking about Mcdonalds, someone actually dared to cut my queue. Two actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That f**king H*z*l from Class 2*(3*) actually let her friend cut queue. You watch out, im going to get my revenge ONE DAY, VERY VERY SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this guy, a complete idiotic imbecile actually cut my queue after that f**king H*z*l to buy an Apple Pie. I scolded the guy on the spot, and the manager working in that Mcdonalds, saying that how on earth does he manage this place when people are cutting queue. I slapped him with a warning on this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spoil my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i took some more pictures on the bus. Heres those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iYNIwtN3I/AAAAAAAAABw/C_OhsYsA5AY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150033525355657074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="131" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iYNIwtN3I/AAAAAAAAABw/C_OhsYsA5AY/s320/Image021.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trusty watch, the G-Shock Gulfman. Just bought it like one month ago from Tangs Orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iYo4wtN4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9FB63Gyxj_Q/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150034002097026946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iYo4wtN4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9FB63Gyxj_Q/s320/Image026.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new bag. Bought on the same day i got the watch. @ Raffles City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iZwowtN5I/AAAAAAAAACA/8Ys0IwrfIRw/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150035234752640914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iZwowtN5I/AAAAAAAAACA/8Ys0IwrfIRw/s320/Image030.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house. On the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, thats all forafternoon life. Will post again at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ibDowtN6I/AAAAAAAAACI/78MqSclbgBI/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150036660681783202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ibDowtN6I/AAAAAAAAACI/78MqSclbgBI/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-5280477948164074777?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/5280477948164074777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=5280477948164074777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5280477948164074777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/5280477948164074777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='Last Day Of The Year.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3iUnIwtN0I/AAAAAAAAABY/oGsV0lS3JLA/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-2395285912323365574</id><published>2007-12-30T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:52:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life... difficult sia.</title><content type='html'>Being a joker is difficult. Especially when its me. Nothing to do, nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Gamespot choosed Super Mario Galaxy as its Game of the Year. Another Mario game in the legends book. The big loser in this race? Surprisingly, its World In Conflict, with just 1% of the vote. Loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother was out shopping with her friends today and i was left alone with my little brother and the maid. Afternoon nothing larh. But at night, big show. My mothers friend apparantly argued with her daughter over the girl's job. Well, she was working in a pub as a, well, you-know-what. Not taking in mind the girl's past mistakes, which is like what ive never seen in any female before, not even the female pai kias in school. Arh forget about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i think about working in pubs is, well, double sided. Of course any normal person will say that a job in a pub is not exactly decent. Well, her job isn't. And shes like, well, underage. The Police will catch her sooner or later, if she dosen't stop. Mark my words, she'll get a pair of handcuffs for her 18th birthday. But on the other side, if nobody does these kind of jobs... will lose business one lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am straying from my topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to where i ACTUALLY want to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn anyone? I need help! I can't seem to install a tagboard into my blog!!! Drats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i surfed the web looking for songs and i encounted one damn problem, many sites have crashed lately... some in wikipedia and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn. Hope it could be settled soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sold my N73 for 200 bucks. Thats 200 bucks less to save for an N95. Yay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course. Serious matter now. Going to issue threat and going to mention names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--- Start Of Threat ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr ***, if you dont give me an answer to the problem i referred to you last year, i am so going to refer this matter to your employer and your employer's employer and your employer's employer's employer. After all he assulted me. At least, he pulled my collar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--- End Of Threat ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Irritating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Managements are so lacking in efficiency nowadays. Teachers too. I would like them better if they had more efficiency and compassion. Nevermind that they may be fierce. Just don't be arrogant when you can't afford it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School's starting in two days. Man, i just SO LOVE school. LOVE SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, while i was chatting with Angeline on MSN, so long never talk to her liao, heard that she got a W910i. I tell you, that phone has a sucky bass and a inferior slide. Camera's like shit too. Then i was telling her jokes and kept spelling the word SINGAPORE wrong. Then she laughed at me and said that i can't be president if i spell singapore wrongly. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, i spell it now. S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good. Yes. Of course. Im your president-to-be you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok ok my &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ewk4wtNxI/AAAAAAAAABA/tb_BVBVbLQo/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149778846679906066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ewk4wtNxI/AAAAAAAAABA/tb_BVBVbLQo/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mother is home and she wants me to sleep. Not without a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-2395285912323365574?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/2395285912323365574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=2395285912323365574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2395285912323365574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/2395285912323365574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-difficult-sia.html' title='Life... difficult sia.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ewk4wtNxI/AAAAAAAAABA/tb_BVBVbLQo/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-6058077477850061758</id><published>2007-12-29T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:24:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The HP Pavilion HDX Dragon</title><content type='html'>Being a joker is difficult, especially when its me. So, since ive got nothing better to do, ill just post some techno stuff i found on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducting the NEW HP Pavilion HDX Dragon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before its launched, i wondered which market would it fit in. It became obvious once ive seen it, the high-end market. Luxurious. Although it is freaking HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its a laptop. And a fierce one at that. A 20-inch laptop, it has very nice voice(trust me), its subwoofer located on the bottom. Having 2GB RAM drives, although you'll need it on the Dragon, as it runs on Windows Vista. It has a HD DVD drive and wadever ports you can think of. HDMI, USB, Firewire blah blah blah. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, its very considerate for HP to put the two(yes, two) earphones jack and the mike jack in front. You all know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dragon is not suited to be like... a personal laptop. Its meant to be like a media centre for your room. Or a TV/DVD player for you and your lover. Now, two earphones watching movie on the same scree. How romantic. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of it is that its SUPER heavy, no blu ray, no moniter clasp to hold it to its base. Worst of all, its heavy on juice(battery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the Dragon seems like the best laptop there is in this world, for now. If you dont mind the high price tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average score for the Dragon, upon 10 marks, is 8.6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ZXwowtNvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3bQ3ZKWIpoE/s1600-h/hp-pavilion-hdx-dragon__1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149399717031786226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ZXwowtNvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3bQ3ZKWIpoE/s320/hp-pavilion-hdx-dragon__1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all for the Dragon. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ZYE4wtNwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/H5k6wne60e8/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149400064924137218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ZYE4wtNwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/H5k6wne60e8/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-6058077477850061758?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/6058077477850061758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=6058077477850061758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6058077477850061758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6058077477850061758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/hp-pavilion-hdx-dragon.html' title='The HP Pavilion HDX Dragon'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3ZXwowtNvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3bQ3ZKWIpoE/s72-c/hp-pavilion-hdx-dragon__1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-7398564053011927016</id><published>2007-12-29T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:54:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke Channel is Back ON!!!</title><content type='html'>The joker(Me) will continue tell jokes every morning to the guys from 2D in 3E, like last time, on the first day of school. There are lame jokers, even more lamer pictures. Man, its so lame. I also wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So listen out for the jokes on the 2nd!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YLGowtNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OMHmwjVKoAY/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149315432593569506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YLGowtNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OMHmwjVKoAY/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-7398564053011927016?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/7398564053011927016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=7398564053011927016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7398564053011927016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/7398564053011927016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/joke-channel-is-back-on.html' title='Joke Channel is Back ON!!!'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YLGowtNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OMHmwjVKoAY/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-6422023683221504328</id><published>2007-12-29T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:31:48.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant</title><content type='html'>Being a joker is difficult, especially when the joker is me. With nothing to do during holidays after the countless turkey feasting and cracking cakey jokes, theres really nothing to do. I saw on the Yahoo! Singapore website this opinion poll, that Low-cost carriers will have daily flights to KL from February 2008, and as usual they have four options, from very good to one of my(unregistered) catchphrase, DKDC(donoe dun care). I tell you, my answer is, DKDC, as both will only benefit those stinking companies that make their big bucks by overcharging us. Drats. Taxi liddat, now bus and aeroplane oso liddat. I see no reason to care about about the prices, i take a car to enter Malaysia, and i only take coaches once every year. Apallingly(izzit the right spelling?), i only ever took a plane once to enter Malaysia, and my head hit the roof of the plane when it landed in the land of well, char kuey teow, Penang. Great place, great food. Well, some places only. Other than the hotel cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to the bus thingy. The last time i went to M'sia(3 weeks ago), on well, a coach. It cost a whoopping $68 on a two way bus fare. Money Suckers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, this ex-classmate of mine said that her new form teacher is this Lee Liang and his last name dono wad, and 3A is Ms Pey. Wah good luck to them liao... I mean the 3As...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English teachers... they all suck! Of course, except Ms Tan, Mr Ng, Mr Goh &amp;amp; Mr A. Gan. Anyone i missed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So arh... donno whos my form teacher yet. HOPE IT ISNT RAHIM!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must update again at night... dotz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YFmYwtNtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/23rA1uSmJQk/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149309380984649426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YFmYwtNtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/23rA1uSmJQk/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YFmYwtNtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/23rA1uSmJQk/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6103899565400190783-6422023683221504328?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/6422023683221504328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=6422023683221504328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6422023683221504328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/6422023683221504328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-rant.html' title='Random Rant'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3YFmYwtNtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/23rA1uSmJQk/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103899565400190783.post-4879656794195439390</id><published>2007-12-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:54:54.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days After Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Being A Joker is difficult. Especially when its just two days after christmas. Now the name tur bak didn't come after me... those guys in 2D gave me the name. Honestly, i didn't mind. Its a nice name, after a long time. I even told some people not to call me fats or fei zai, and calling me tur bak was acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog thingy is my very first effort to maintain something as my new year resolution(rest of the list will come up soon). Well, back to the name. This Joker thing actually came from... well i don'tknow. Maybe im used to telling lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about lame jokes, the joker channel will still continue in 2008. In 3E of course. Well, its a service to the guys of 2D. Same timeslot, before morning assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, secondary three. New subjects like social studies(political propaganda), A Maths(dung) and chem/phy(chances you'll get blown up is &gt;100%) And the new people there aren't exactly friendly(right?). And whoevers going to be my form teacher is going to be in luck. In Rancid Luck. As a sidenote... there aren't many chio bus around, as Benjamin *kindly* pointed out. Oh My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ive got my new phone(that N95 keeps eluding my hands), the 5610 Xpressmusic and filled it up with junk like games and application collections. And those old Pokemon faourites(Pokemon Yellow YES!!!) are playable on my phone. FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this terrace house in Yio Chu Kang, in this hellhole called Dedap Place(people in there are very poor, coz the government always DEDUCTS money from the people staying there), well, its hell. Although its close to the Jalan Kayu Famous Roti Prata and Nasi Briyani and its close to school mah. 163 for 10 mins reach already. Although being hell, i have to admit its quite cozy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days before Christmas, opening day of National Tresure Book Of Secrets, i went with Glenn, Glenn Papa and Melvin to PS to watch it. Lunch at Carl's Jr was humongous. Not that i cant finish it. While i was eating i saw a take away store, CHIPPY BRITISH TAKE AWAY. I think it should be called CHIPPO BRITISH CHEAT AWAYS. There were practically no customers there. Really chippo. Cheepo. We went to this arcade beside GV PS and Glenn Papa gave us $15 each to play. Well, i and Melvin spent it all. all 15 bucks of it. Sorry Glenn Papa. National Treasure wasn't that bad, but it wasn't that kind of blockbuster i was hoping for. On that day i saw the Today headlines, Nicholas Cage, Mr Funny Or Mr Serious. Thot it was a blockbuster. Not that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today... I had my first tuition for Sec 3. A Maths. Something about Matrixes. First thing that came into my head, the Matrix. You know, the cool guys that claim that they can dodge every bullet but gets shot in the ass instead. Thats why they bend backwards you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I went to my fave sit and got quite a few jokes. Old ones that everyone heard before but still funny enough to make anyone laugh. Copied a few pictures that set me rolling. Let you all see on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time now is 2247 hrs, my mum says its time for me to ZzzZ now, i cant say no to a good sleep, especially when schools gonna start in like... WHAT? 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3O8RYwtNrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SAW2lvPDWb4/s1600-h/tbksig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148665805905147570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3O8RYwtNrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SAW2lvPDWb4/s320/tbksig.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103899565400190783-4879656794195439390?l=turbak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/feeds/4879656794195439390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6103899565400190783&amp;postID=4879656794195439390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4879656794195439390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103899565400190783/posts/default/4879656794195439390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turbak.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-days-after-christmas.html' title='Two Days After Christmas.'/><author><name>joshua_98548</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12812841039337554664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3hmf4wtNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Z9UZs4j3Pik/S220/mrbrownshow_turkwa_800_600_thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n0MiekhKyzo/R3O8RYwtNrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SAW2lvPDWb4/s72-c/tbksig.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
