<?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-4610441850221884707</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:59:26.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmon's Life in the Ocean</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2025808265195087658</id><published>2009-12-23T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:16:13.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>There's a silence in my mind, rattled with unbelief, while wrestling with compromise.&lt;div&gt;Who knew growing up could be a painful realization that the world was not as innocent as it seems?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight before Christmas, I stare at the screen with unblinking eyes. My thoughts scrambled, yet converging onto the one, single thing that has been haunting my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That one thing starts with A, and ends with Y, and there's two other vowels in between, but hey, go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The minor event that happened today, has sparked a stark truth in all of us. We're drifting away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought of us growing old together, and bringing all our kids for our yearly gatherings and whatsoever, it ain't happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is happening. Then, i solemnly bow my head, and lay my bouquet of roses in front of the tombstone in my mind that reads " In loving memory, of our youth. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To 2010,  a beginning of our departure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2025808265195087658?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2025808265195087658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2025808265195087658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2025808265195087658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2025808265195087658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2175832115551693890</id><published>2009-10-05T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:22:08.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Contented is one word that summarizes my absence&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the world of blogging, after being out of the scene for such a long time. Figured that this will keep my mind ticking, slowing the process of a imminent decay in the neurons and cells up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From bmtc to sispec then to selarang camp, my migration has landed me 20 mins away from home now, and the feeling is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love my new working environment and all the different people there(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope its permanent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this kinda of joy should last till ord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salmon, signing out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2175832115551693890?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2175832115551693890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2175832115551693890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2175832115551693890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2175832115551693890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/10/contented-is-one-word-that-summarizes.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8339265841515184289</id><published>2009-05-31T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:40:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a month and a half since i entered the army. Things have been ok, not fabulous, not horrible, just alright. &lt;div&gt;In the army, I've learn how to push myself mentally, sometimes past the inconceivable. That being said, the most important growth experienced the last few weeks have not only been physical, but most importantly mental and emotional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're facing tough challenges, that hovers between monotonous and strenous activities, we all need a focus, a deliberate point of motivation to keep us charging ahead. Taking one footstep for a purpose,  and another for glory, and another for destiny. The most important challenge is not made up in a form of competition amongst each other, but the ultimate battle is the war that rages inside our minds, that calls us to give in and give up every other second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, i'm glad i made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No injuries, no sickness, no prolonged pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only a tinch of heartache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the deep recesses of the island, my heart grows numb to it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but back in the world, the shell protecting it fades, and here lies my bare heart, raw and vulnerable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss her, even if its only a couple of weeks, not being able to see her this weekend, has left a lingering sadness at the back of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-545621509904393460</id><published>2009-04-14T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:47:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Ordinary</title><content type='html'>Here's my latest song. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/2fib1f"&gt;http://www.sendspace.com/file/2fib1f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm trying to get you out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but you have overstayed, your way.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we'll wake to the sounds of rain,&lt;br /&gt;and feel the wind that never left us the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me straight into your arms,&lt;br /&gt;And i should never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so ordinary, you amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;Out of my league, that's where you're standing.&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably, you inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;Out of mind, out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you, you make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take heed, the lessons learnt from yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;And know, we all deserve our chances the same.&lt;br /&gt;And don't go, drifting along the streams of time and space.&lt;br /&gt;We've got to set our eyes on other better days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me straight into your arms,&lt;br /&gt;And i should never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so ordinary, you amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;Out of my league, that's where you're standing.&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably, you inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;Out of mind, out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;And you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's just so much of me, you refine me.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my dreams, that's where you're standing.&lt;br /&gt;but inevitably, you remind me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta line, outta time,&lt;br /&gt;yet you, you make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-545621509904393460?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/545621509904393460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=545621509904393460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/545621509904393460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/545621509904393460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-ordinary.html' title='So Ordinary'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3110765851703496125</id><published>2009-04-13T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:22:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And finally,&lt;br /&gt;the creator returns to his creation, &lt;br /&gt;bidding it a temporary farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;It's officially a day away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest and say,&lt;br /&gt;that i don't really know wad to expect.&lt;br /&gt;But, but. i really hope it's not a dread.&lt;br /&gt;Having to be away from my world for weeks,&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i'll miss loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota&lt;br /&gt;my guitar&lt;br /&gt;my drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, but all these are trivial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are about a hundred more important things to miss, &lt;br /&gt;but it's hard to miss something i don't know i'm missing out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bed.&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i will miss dinners with cherish.&lt;br /&gt;and. jogging with andrew&lt;br /&gt;and talking rubbish on the phone with audrey&lt;br /&gt;and jermyn's sillyness&lt;br /&gt;and soccer with vscb&lt;br /&gt;and net! &lt;br /&gt;and.. bumming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dearest blog, until next time. i would definitely be able to think of a thousand other things i would miss while i'm away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3110765851703496125?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3110765851703496125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3110765851703496125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3110765851703496125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3110765851703496125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-finally-creator-returns-to-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3606155162617951296</id><published>2009-03-18T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:28:50.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random poem thinggy.</title><content type='html'>What if the best thing that's happened to you walked you by?&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes, and let it just slip by.&lt;br /&gt;When you open them again, you see it move away. far from where you'd stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try running after it, but felt exhausted after awhile, &lt;br /&gt;you thought, " it'll be okay. Something else better's bound to be along the way."&lt;br /&gt;so, you tried and tried so many times, and it hurts so much on the inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the best thing that's happened to you walked you by, again?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see with different light, and pursue it with all your might?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, just maybe.. you'll work everything down to a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, Oh my. &lt;br /&gt;It's hazardous to chase one's mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, deep sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna make the same mistake twice. i'll try, i'll really do try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon,signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3606155162617951296?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3606155162617951296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3606155162617951296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3606155162617951296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3606155162617951296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-poem-thinggy.html' title='random poem thinggy.'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6478079036310759336</id><published>2009-03-13T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:39:53.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Subconciously. I'm refusing to let my blog die. And having a blog is like having a.. baby? Like the added responsibility kinda lingers around in your mind when you're going through each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today marks the end of my teaching career and honestly. Knowing me, i'm not a sentimental person, even when pamella and the kangs left for Australia for a year, i was pretty much unfazed. haha, but for my class oneone, darn. i'm ACTUALLY sad that i'm leaving, and miss kuah was so nice!! (: she made them put up a performance for me, like this guy was playing the guitar and another guy was singing. Although he was really bad, coz he was out of tune and he forgot his entries but it was so sweet(: and they got me this big board and wrote little tweet notes for me, all along the lines of " thanks for teaching us physics" and then i performed for them "you and me" by lifehouse, although i got sian after the first chorus and went like ok, that's all. oh, and i gave them 8 dollars worth of sweets, and they were so happy. lol! then i started talking about life after secondary school and like tell them "VJC is very good, you all must do your best and come." then miss kuah was like " temasek is better" then i seriously, thought for awhile, then i was like huh? really ah, they beat us this year? Then, i realised that she was trying to say she was from TJC so i gave her a -_- look. and she said "temasek is better" again with an even louder voice. lol, wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, i get to play for 1 whole month! yes. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6478079036310759336?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6478079036310759336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6478079036310759336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6478079036310759336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6478079036310759336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/03/subconciously.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1422525488611580059</id><published>2009-02-26T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:03:54.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a teaching intern in Coral sec, i've learnt to squirm through alot of hmmm.... meetings by a very basic rule my colleagues enlightened me with, and its called " Ignorance is bliss" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're truly unaware, or.. dun bother to be aware. You really get away with stuff:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT woman:  " hey, you need to finish your survey by today. Pls log in to your MLR account and finish it. "&lt;br /&gt;Me; " i have an mlr account? "&lt;br /&gt;IT woman: " Yea. we put the note in your pigeonhole giving you your account and password awhile ago."&lt;br /&gt;Me; " I have a pigeonhole? "&lt;br /&gt;IT woman: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. but, really man. they dun bother telling me i have a pigeonhole, then i choose to put my mantra of ignorance is bliss into motion lol. now that i know i have my own pigeonhole.. hahaha, i'd better go and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon,signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1422525488611580059?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1422525488611580059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1422525488611580059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1422525488611580059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1422525488611580059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-teaching-intern-in-coral-sec-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8530746021578285547</id><published>2009-02-17T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:08:04.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I secretly enjoy teaching. haha. Although my stand to my colleagues is that i'm never gonna come back to this profession again. In my mind, i know its vaguely possible. &lt;br /&gt;And today i got evaluated and assessed like an NIE teacher by a senior teacher in the school so he could send my evaluation back to the ministry, pretty supervisor teacher asked me if i was nervous, and i went like "err.. not really" coz honestly, haha there wasnt any pressure, i didnt even prepare much beforehand lol. But thank God it went well in the end ya. Its a really enriching experience, you can feel yourself flustering as WE, teachers are constantly battling against time. Never thought that holding a practical lesson on using micrometer screwgauge and vernier calipers would take up so much time, did you? &lt;br /&gt;anyways, like pretty supervisor teacher said, i'm not fierce enough and that's true, i dun really know how to be fierce la. I get exasperated, making " ahhhhhhhh." sounds, more than i get angry. And that always amuses the kids, and they'll end up laughing and making fun of me, but i'm really ok with that haha. they will say" cher, you very funny." and i'll be like hor. ok.&lt;br /&gt;hope my evaluation didnt go too well, although pretty supervisor teacher said it was quite good. I dun wanna be tempted to take the scholarship. haha, i rather not teach at the moment.(:wanna see how the other side of the working world is like first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8530746021578285547?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8530746021578285547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8530746021578285547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8530746021578285547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8530746021578285547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-secretly-enjoy-teaching.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6312648258596886515</id><published>2009-02-16T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:30:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs and Sounds Project 2009</title><content type='html'>Songs and Sounds Project 2009 [23/2/09-15/3/09]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective: To enrich and enhance my musical experience in both composing and playing.&lt;br /&gt;1) Songwriting Theory Course: Studying and producing reports, probably in the form of lesson plans, on &lt;br /&gt; –    The Everything Songwriting Book By C. J. Watson and&lt;br /&gt;– The Songwriters Idea Book: 40 Strategies to Excite Your Imagination, Help You Design Distinctive etc. By Sheila Davis&lt;br /&gt;– One other book on songwriting theory and methodology&lt;br /&gt;2) Songwriting Practical: Composing Songs and producing Demos, touching up on              previous projects. &lt;br /&gt;- “Song For You” &lt;br /&gt;- “How Much More Can I Miss You Tonight?”&lt;br /&gt;- Composition of New Songs[Preferably One slow Song[jazz] and a duet]&lt;br /&gt;3) Musical Playing: To improve technique and level of playing on different instruments such as &lt;br /&gt;- Guitar, Both lead and acoustic guitar, Learning the different scales and chords and using them in new chord progressions to give my music more depth and variety.&lt;br /&gt;- Drums, Disciplined practice.&lt;br /&gt;- Piano: Learn new chord progressions and techniques for bass line composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Engaging People: Getting feedback from others on the progress of my songwriting and playing, as well as getting more experienced and talented people to help in creating the desired sound for my songs.&lt;br /&gt;5) Music Theory: ABRSM Theory Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Hours: &lt;br /&gt; 10a.m. – 5p.m on weekdays at Changi Airport/ Esplanade Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses:&lt;br /&gt; Transport: 2.50 a day, 50 a month. &lt;br /&gt; Food: Lunch: covered by allowance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6312648258596886515?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6312648258596886515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6312648258596886515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6312648258596886515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6312648258596886515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/songs-and-sounds-project-2009.html' title='Songs and Sounds Project 2009'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4190646016912351955</id><published>2009-02-16T09:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:25:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for neglecting you again.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, been going through a really weird time though.&lt;br /&gt;Although the entire incident seemed to have affected people around me more than it has affected me. Especially my net members whose concern for me goes beyond the highest mountains. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really fine, coz i realised that God has a great plan for me and all, i dun have to worry about anything coz he's already gonna be 1 step ahead of my silly human thinking. and he'll prepare the way. &lt;br /&gt;Only less than 2 months to NS, gonna focus my energy on something worthwhile. :D my music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4190646016912351955?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4190646016912351955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4190646016912351955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4190646016912351955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4190646016912351955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-blog-sorry-for-neglecting-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4918998121996955441</id><published>2009-02-05T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:19:46.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear blog</title><content type='html'>dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for a minor surgery next wednesday to remove a small lesion from my back. When i first heard that i need to go for surgery, i was so freaking scared please. I havent done a surgery my whole life, except maybe when i was like 4 for some eye thing but that's about it. I know it's nothing but still, i needed some comfort from a friend. But as usual, she was working and only replied after i fell asleep at around 11 plus. :( even then, she only asked wad surgery and offered no kind of emotional support that i would have required before initially, i was so sad. prayer's one thing, but God creates people for fellowship and dependancy right? sigh. i've always known she was that kind of person, but it never occured to me that the implications were that painful, sigh. at least, this have taught me that i should always go to God first, cause he's always there no matter when, no matter what. And he offers the best kind of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4918998121996955441?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4918998121996955441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4918998121996955441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4918998121996955441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4918998121996955441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-blog.html' title='dear blog'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4168403570659016321</id><published>2009-02-04T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:05:04.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO. my very neglected and abandoned blog. I'm so sorry. I'm not cheating on you!! just gimme some time and content and i'll be back k? i promise. I LURVB LURVB you very much, muakx muakx. XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4168403570659016321?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4168403570659016321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4168403570659016321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4168403570659016321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4168403570659016321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7807177271726680847</id><published>2009-01-23T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:08:12.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me: Marketing Agent</title><content type='html'>My father made a deal with me to be his marketing agent, and i would be able to keep my allowance for army or something. So, i'm supposed to spam on forums and boards and marketplaces online to advertise for his tuition gig. so it reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ex-RI/RJC/NUS engineering student, 20 odd years in the engineering field, 3 plus years experience tuitioning A maths students. Stays in pasir ris, and would be available for small group tuition of 3-4 students for both sec 3 and sec 4 level at night. &lt;br /&gt;Sec 3- 160/mth&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4- 180/mth&lt;br /&gt;pls contact Tang at ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well advertise here.&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested email mee(:&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7807177271726680847?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7807177271726680847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7807177271726680847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7807177271726680847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7807177271726680847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-marketing-agent.html' title='Me: Marketing Agent'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3633031191876418947</id><published>2009-01-22T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:58:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a thought that i was thinking about awhile ago, now that i got so much time in my hands doing nothing in the staff room, my mind has been thinking abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of something strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when your eyes wander and you lock on and look at somebody, and the person just looks back at you. kinda makes you wonder if that is staring. haha, random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3633031191876418947?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3633031191876418947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3633031191876418947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3633031191876418947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3633031191876418947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thought-that-i-was-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2736863791585497839</id><published>2009-01-21T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:07:46.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>this is abit late, but its really funny. teaching is hilariously funny.&lt;br /&gt;So, i finally got to teach a whole lesson although, i wasnt really anticipating it whatsoever, would rather slack my way through this term but then again, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher mentor for this class is perhaps, the prettiest and youngest female teacher in school, but she's really really thin, her legs like twigs. ANYWAY, haha. its funny how out of class she's so sweet and demure, but in class she's really fierce, even i also scared of her. i keep telling the front row students that their teacher very scary. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she kindly gave me a lesson to teach for sec 1 physics on measurement of length, and think its probably the hardest thing i'll ever teach in my life. because, these little kids come from primary school, where in their puny little world would they have seen a vernier calipers or a micrometer screwgauge. NO WAY! and i gotta teach them to intepret the readings. i think i went through the whole process of looking at the vernier calipers at least 5 times, and in between i think i gave a really "AHHHHH" look to the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but i enjoy messing with their minds like what the teachers were discussing this morning over breakfast, this funny woman was telling me that the most important thing in teaching is to mess with the students minds until they dunno what to expect from you. hahaha, i think i tried well for a beginner yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario one: Asked some question about vernier calipers, then this boy read off his worksheet. then i was like eh dun cheat ah you, look at your worksheet, haha. then i think he was genuinely scared for a few moments. lol. funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario two: I gave a enigmatic smile and said "class, today your teacher gonna give you a chinese new year present(: then, they were like yayyay. " there's a quiz next thursday!! woo!" then, they were like ahhhh, chinese new year still must study for quiz, whinewhinewhine. Then, their teacher, the really fierce teacher, was like " you all got a problem? go sort it out youself." or something like that. i was like woah.. there i was chilling with the kids, then their teacher so fierce. while she was scolding some kids for not handing in their homework i continued to say, " there's a part two to your CNY present(: more homework(: lol, fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2736863791585497839?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2736863791585497839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2736863791585497839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2736863791585497839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2736863791585497839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-9139824302007201031</id><published>2009-01-19T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:12:17.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i was abit overdramatic. but, in any case, i survived. (: &lt;br /&gt;malays are nice people in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-9139824302007201031?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/9139824302007201031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=9139824302007201031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9139824302007201031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9139824302007201031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-was-abit-overdramatic.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-608430669962552615</id><published>2009-01-19T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:12:00.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know in the movies, when the soldiers were sent out to the battlefield or something, they had to write like a letter to their family and put them in their pockets in case they died. haha, i think this is my letter too.Coz in about less than an hour, i've got to enter the gates of hell, or to put it less devilishly, the doors of 3-3 class.. to relief a whole class of malay normal academic students for mother tongue, omg. and they gave me a whole stack of malay notes to give them.. wonder if they would really do it. pray to God to save me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon,&lt;br /&gt;signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-608430669962552615?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/608430669962552615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=608430669962552615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/608430669962552615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/608430669962552615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-in-movies-when-soldiers-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4217895085766533207</id><published>2009-01-14T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:01:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In school</title><content type='html'>Today's probably the longest day i would have in a week. and even that only entails 3 periods a day! woo. i think tmr i can read my book and surf the internet and whatnots almost the whole day. and maybe prepare abit of my teaching. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next week will be more exciting and nerve-wrecking as i will need to teach little sec 1 kids how to use the vernier calipers and micrometer screw gauge.. zero errors and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing about school is the really cheap canteen food. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, aka Mr Tang, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4217895085766533207?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4217895085766533207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4217895085766533207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4217895085766533207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4217895085766533207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-school.html' title='In school'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3255680878774328798</id><published>2009-01-13T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:35:16.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year too late</title><content type='html'>Laziness and procrastination attacked me, and i'm a little too late in posting for my new year's resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or i have like 1 in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's my only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads&lt;br /&gt;"stop being fickle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. I'll wake up everyday remembering that i must not be fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my decisions in life. Or most of you guys who would know which kinds of decisions in particular.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3255680878774328798?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3255680878774328798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3255680878774328798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3255680878774328798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3255680878774328798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-too-late.html' title='New year too late'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3223899397259318927</id><published>2008-12-28T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:34:25.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. its time to finish my song man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at city harvest church yesterday and pastor kong was interviewing her wife. and if you dunno who her wife is, she's sun ho. and if you dunno who sun ho is. haha, she's some pop/dance singer who's trying to break into the us market now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she inspired me to give my best to my gift and my creativity. so instead of letting it rot in front of the comp, i think i should do my best to make my song good in every sense of the word. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i could put it up by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3223899397259318927?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3223899397259318927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3223899397259318927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3223899397259318927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3223899397259318927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1594753182388049927</id><published>2008-12-21T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:17:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my home</title><content type='html'>How amazing it is, that he calls you wherever you are, however you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this song brought me to a standstill in my life, and depicted the exact circumstances that i'm in and woke me up. It brought tears to my eyes, that were dried in bitterness for a really long time. And the amazing thing was that while i was walking back from the coffeeshop one day, this song just played in my head, and i went home and tried to find it in my itunes. And voila! There it is.. i hope you enjoy this song as much i do, and let the lyrics grasp your imagination and emotions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home- Thousand Foot Krutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-yk9CiAEGuQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-yk9CiAEGuQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've done a few things i wasn't proud of, &lt;br /&gt;Might have said a few things that hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;But you're still the only one who fills me up, &lt;br /&gt;And every night spent alone, was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my home, &lt;br /&gt;You are my everything, when i feel so alone, &lt;br /&gt;You are my home, you are my shelter,&lt;br /&gt;when all my hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1594753182388049927?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1594753182388049927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1594753182388049927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1594753182388049927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1594753182388049927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-home.html' title='my home'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8174500094606576769</id><published>2008-12-19T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:20:26.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry vs Chocolate icecream</title><content type='html'>So, i have this wonderful theory, actually it came from pamella, but wadever. It's that Guys on the majority likes strawberry icecream, while girls like chocolate icecream more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i asked around on msn, and also on this place called yahoo.answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, apparently, my theory is really flawed. after asking 3 people on msn and looking at my yahooanswers, i got really depressed and just decided to call my theory off. And i can almost imagine the smirk face on cherish when she knows that my theory's busted. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that some people cant give me a straight answer. like vanilla, or i cant decide, or like neopolitan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link to my yahoo.answers answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20081216201839AASD9aF&amp;amp;r=w"&gt;http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20081216201839AASD9aF&amp;amp;r=w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nightcycling sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8174500094606576769?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8174500094606576769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8174500094606576769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8174500094606576769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8174500094606576769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/strawberry-vs-chocolate-icecream.html' title='Strawberry vs Chocolate icecream'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2199456392418488297</id><published>2008-12-16T22:09:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:49:20.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Trip(:</title><content type='html'>was away in the modern, foggy city of Hong Kong. other than the bad pollution levels, it was wonderful(: lemme summarize my trip with some pictures. And as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, so i'm gonna use a few words to summarize each picture and wad they remind me of in this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390776004896274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUe3bx8FZhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bSrUG8NMdK8/s320/IMG_0189_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Cherish sorta sent me off. The few of the thousand words i can think of are skinny piggy, bitter chocolate, strawberry and low-fat soybean icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391998128740930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUe4i6tHWkI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EGAe6yGX6vw/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The whole gang plus shikang who came to see us off. From the left, Daryl, me, Junsen, dafril, qinjie, matthew and shikang(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280394747536390066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUe7C9C-t7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/rXbYCEmIILs/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;our really really big upgraded suite.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280410073336516562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfI_CGeD9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/YHO20_yIaDY/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt; i have no idea wad this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280413735812890786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfMUN44gKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/be5qG3Fn-Fk/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;outside ocean park. the rides werent really thrilling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280413749387967874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfMVAdbvYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9emsAJOJcLU/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But, i got to see a real panda. (: i love pandas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280413760510595570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfMVp5RkfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/EEVVzFTQ1oU/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;panda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280418963201743026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfREfbgWLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e4QQV9973ck/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing at sunny bay.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280418967848553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfREwvZDBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KGrHsZbrMxc/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;a whiny yet cute dog with a pretty scarf.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280426009257545922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfXeoCHkMI/AAAAAAAAALA/9J6qMEEe4Ko/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt; they didnt like the idea of climbing up the mountain.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280430638448097666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfbsFHJuYI/AAAAAAAAALI/AfjRyRF6KVE/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt; dirty, yet still picture perfect.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280430644086859906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfbsaHiaII/AAAAAAAAALQ/6gEszVlF1Rs/s320/IMG_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;little boy with hands on jackie chan's handprints. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280438333683247314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfisAGLqNI/AAAAAAAAALg/o8g5jvJKaCI/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280438330887832210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfir1rtApI/AAAAAAAAALY/QLMliMewm2M/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280438345585102242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUfissbzjaI/AAAAAAAAALo/8XO-_3X0mtE/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;matthew and the china girl next door, er actually it was the waitress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrightie, that should be it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2199456392418488297?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2199456392418488297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2199456392418488297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2199456392418488297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2199456392418488297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/hong-kong-trip.html' title='Hong Kong Trip(:'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SUe3bx8FZhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bSrUG8NMdK8/s72-c/IMG_0189_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7545407794701192302</id><published>2008-12-07T23:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:51:59.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;started bringing out my camera this week. So, i got quite a few pictures to share.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, its the farewell of our beloved CT rep, jackie! she's back to spend QT with her family in China before she comes back, kinda for good. hohoho. we(i) had to wake up at 4.30 in the morning to take a cab to the airport... luckily, got free breakfast, courtesy of taxpayer's money to the scholars&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277066849668770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvoVzZ_KXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/suADmRrOu84/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277068696952754674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvqBVEz0fI/AAAAAAAAAJI/u69hJT6OfCA/s320/IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                             and then, you got the two clowns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277069866475169474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvrFZ4rpsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ffIoGbEUjSM/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                            and we also saw xian yi off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrightie. Moving on to today. apart from the imba scolding from somebody through the phone about responsibility and peer pressure. it was quite alright. went to play lan then to mindcafe with a bunch of guys lol. then, we walked around raffles place and took retarded photos. mostly of gabriel(MR best dressed) la. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277072833734031122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvtyHyUtxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QSOuPLDhURk/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                      some faggody posture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277075015094405650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvvxF_KihI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pjputz0RotE/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                             Trying to be blind along clarke Quay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277091560262886418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STv-0JiuZBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XdJsFraIA2w/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                             All together. (me, an choos, Jermyn, gabs, BK)&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7545407794701192302?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7545407794701192302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7545407794701192302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7545407794701192302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7545407794701192302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/photos-of-week.html' title='Photos of the week'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STvoVzZ_KXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/suADmRrOu84/s72-c/IMG_0172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4404381080678096316</id><published>2008-12-07T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:55:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much more can i miss you tonight?</title><content type='html'>Yay. finally, after much thought i've come up with the lyrics for my new song. And i think it's gonna sound wonderful. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a breakdown of the lyrics, and i'll start recording on tuesday. so, check back for the download. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can i miss you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i'm trying to get you out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but you have overstayed, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i'll wake up to find you in my head,&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll find you where you stayed, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you lately, always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying some ways to define, these feelings that i have inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more can i miss you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;With the stars still shining bright, you light my life.&lt;br /&gt;When you're standing here next to me, everything fades away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you care to stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i'm finding a million steps to take,&lt;br /&gt;okay. I'm still a million miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's memories foggy in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that i dream of,&lt;br /&gt;you are all the stars are made of, you.. you could shine a little brighter for me.&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that i think of,&lt;br /&gt;you are everything this song is sang for, you.. you hold me like you do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that. lyrics are purely artistic in every sense, not meant to say anything about me, if that's what you're thinking. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4404381080678096316?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4404381080678096316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4404381080678096316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4404381080678096316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4404381080678096316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-much-more-can-i-miss-you-tonight.html' title='How much more can i miss you tonight?'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6740104703786295132</id><published>2008-12-03T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:05:13.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful performance!!!! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk on stage. blinding lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crowd cheering. Dedication? NAH. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funky hat, check. Microphone, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Always be my baby, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yea. it was phenomenal, best performance i've given my lifetime, singing to like 400 plus to 500 people. and my classmates were doing some weird thing down the stage which i could barely see through the searing lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. yesterday, i think i found myself again. I FINALLY FIGURED OUT what's wrong with my life. i've been kinda messed up lately, and i know why coz i realised that i'm truly! sincerely! happy when i see the bittersweet girl. all other girls fail and cannot make me smile the way she does to me. And i swear i'm willing to fall for her a thousand more times if i had too. (: yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll put a small picture here for awhile. (: i'll take it off in a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275502405721562498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STZZfLjAnYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/o1_VkDtiPIQ/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                             yay. (note hsuan te's floating head in between)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6740104703786295132?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6740104703786295132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6740104703786295132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6740104703786295132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6740104703786295132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom.html' title='prom(:'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/STZZfLjAnYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/o1_VkDtiPIQ/s72-c/IMG_0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5742867079299505123</id><published>2008-12-01T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:46:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just thought i should clarify certain stuff about my blog. There's no hidden meaning or whatever to be inferred from my 'letter to nobody' post. Basically, those posts are for me to create a character, or some sort of alter ego, in order to write songs that aren't exactly personal and more fictional. So, right now, i'm currently spamming my whiteboard full of phrases and words in order to compose the 'faithless' song for my alter ego aka John Smith, and at the same time trying to complete the lyrical portion for my personal song 'how much more can i miss you tonight?' which was inspired during the A levels period. I'll try spending more time on them, (while i'm not playing world of warcraft) and having a social life, which kinda leaves me... negligible time. hhoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a wonderful time with Cherish yesterday. and having her to meet my close friends is kinda funny, especially looking at her expressions of pure utterness at the quirkiness of my friends is hilarious. haha, confession time. i always thought cherish was the like demure and quiet kind, never thought she's so much more sociable than me, kudos for that. Alrightie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was soccer day again! wooo. i think i burnt myself under the sun, i'm kinda turning red. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for prom. YES! i know its late. but, hahaha, finally got budget to buy stuff after complaining to my parents. And my sister's so pissed that i spent so much today, she kept whining about it, and i just kept quiet. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Santa's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5742867079299505123?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5742867079299505123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5742867079299505123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5742867079299505123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5742867079299505123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-thought-i-should-clarify-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-408780964582647335</id><published>2008-11-28T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:18:15.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Nobody- Part 2</title><content type='html'>And it read. " Dear nobody, I'm leaving. I've placed all my heart into your hands, and you left with it. I'm faithless, hopeless and desperate, yet not sure if i want you back. Goodbye. " and an illegible signature which vaguely resembles Sarah ends it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All John thought at that moment was that the underside of a coffee table was a ridiculous place to write an emotional declaration. But, as he read on, something clicked in his head. It was an inspiration. Something long stolen by work and the hectic pace of life, that doesn't even give his brain anytime to breathe, let alone think. Suddenly, words started coming to his mind, together with rhythm and melodies. With only time in his hand, he could put his creative juices to good use and start composing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he rushed upstairs to unpack his really old guitar, that was already covered with an even layer of dust. That's what the real world does to you, he thought. After tuning his guitar for a couple of minutes, he started to strum a G chord. Ahh. How wonderful the sound of music is to the ears. It was amazing how moving air molecules could produce such melodious intepretations in the mind. He started fiddling with some of the words mentally, conjuring a few lines for a song he would call " faithless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-408780964582647335?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/408780964582647335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=408780964582647335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/408780964582647335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/408780964582647335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter-to-nobody-part-2.html' title='Letter to Nobody- Part 2'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5914054233460408969</id><published>2008-11-28T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:28:18.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;didnt write any songs yesterday, instead i got andrew and bk over at my house and did retarded things.&lt;br /&gt;like playing pokemon cards, and playing wii. watching chuck as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending hoards of time playing world of warcraft, explaining my really pathetic posts, and lack of content. What better way to end the biggest exams of your life than to smack monsters and just, you know, letting your brain rot. &lt;br /&gt;180's coming up on Sunday, and i'm bringing my one! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5914054233460408969?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5914054233460408969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5914054233460408969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5914054233460408969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5914054233460408969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/epic-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2962462381723418865</id><published>2008-11-26T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:24:22.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the hurdle</title><content type='html'>Yay. It took me almost a week after a levels to get over the fact that there's no more a levels.&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of nights ago, i was kinda dreaming, and like it was me in it, and i was doing some chemistry mcq, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing was the question was hard man. So, i had to tell my subconscious mind to STOP! and say it's just a dream, there's no more a levels! lol, then, i will wake up at like 6 in the morning and not be able to sleep anymore, and proceed on to play 4 hours worth of warcraft. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been to 2 bbqs, watched about 2 movies, played badminton, table tennis, tennis, soccer and board games at mindcafe so far. And prom's like next week! it's so packed, its kinda tiring! &lt;br /&gt;To chill tomorrow, i'm getting 2 guys over to my house and start writing songs again, i thought hey, why not get a few peeps to come over and brainstorm! haha, i'm sure we can pull something off tomorrow, or we could just end up doing other stuff i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurdle.. sigh. Guess that would be over for now, lazy to jump anymore hurdles. It takes so much effort to make something last, but if it's not mutual, then it's just tiring and fruitless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2962462381723418865?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2962462381723418865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2962462381723418865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2962462381723418865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2962462381723418865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/over-hurdle.html' title='Over the hurdle'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6656858623585811817</id><published>2008-11-24T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:28:36.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Smith started clearing the tabletop of his year-old mess. Documents, letters, faxes, strewn all over. At this moment, it was as if his mother gave him a kick in the head and said, " Son, pack up your room! It ain't gonna pack itself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"yes, mother.." he muttered undered his breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Boy, what a fine, and opportune time life gives to let you handle all the little nitty-grits that could never find its way up the priority list, he thought. Just one week after he has been sent to the "firing squad" of cubicle proportions. And his boss, yes, that stupid fat, black man, who has nothing but donuts and coffee on his desk all day, had relieved him of his duties, because he had failed his performance evaluation. He knew it was always an evil scheme designed by the HR people to boot people they couldn't stand, and he always knew his days there were numbered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's not to like about that? It's not like he had much of a future there. Working 9-5 as an accountant wasn't the most glamorous kind of life that he wanted. Getting fired wasnt all bad, there's always that silver lining or even a couple of them. he finally managed to get his home cleaned up, cleared the garbage, fixing that stubborn engine and even that irritating leak from the water pipe that was seeping through the ceiling. And finally, there he was. sorting out his letters, some of which had already turned yellow from neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room wasn't exactly spacious, the air was kinda musty and smelled like old socks but he was used to it. It was so crammed that he had to do some sort of weird dance everytime he went in and out of it just to avoid knocking over all the worn-out furniture. There he was doing it again, and on the last twist out of the room, he missed a step in the routine and went into some kind of spiral-like downwards projection, like the end of the drama where the female lead falls dead into the man's arm in an all too dramatic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groaning, and moaning. He laid there on the floor for awhile, before getting up to a sudden realisation that his life sucks. And this reminded him of a certain screwed up song from Avenue Q. And while his brain was filled with squeaky voices of little puppets singing, he noticed a certain writing under the desk. It was titled "A letter to Nobody".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6656858623585811817?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6656858623585811817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6656858623585811817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6656858623585811817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6656858623585811817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter-to-nobody.html' title='Letter to Nobody'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-424855319999697931</id><published>2008-11-03T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:09:59.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can almost imagine it. Shuyin will give a loud shriek and go " OMG waihong, you're such a freaking loser!" and then audrey will go like " aiyo, how can you forget?" and liyin will just like wail and start laughing like a maniac, while BK and Le dung will just cackle at a side. &lt;br /&gt;Yes dears, your net leader is officially an idiot. and have seem to land himself at the butt of jokes for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get it right. &lt;br /&gt;First, its the valentines day thing, who the hell gets his present given back to him on valentines' day. And i'm still being insulted and ridiculed for that. &lt;br /&gt;And now this. Who in the world would know that i have been remembering the wrong date for the last, i dun know 2 or 3 months. omg. i'm a such an idiot. Now, i'll never forget her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;like forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid a levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-424855319999697931?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/424855319999697931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=424855319999697931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/424855319999697931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/424855319999697931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-almost-imagine-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4606952456604755997</id><published>2008-11-02T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:06:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How old is this dinosaur?</title><content type='html'>The years really past by fast!&lt;br /&gt;in a blink of an eye. its been 23 million years since Yixian hatched from her egg.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. she's really old. 23 and 23 million like no difference at that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQ17ciRpP5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/C1VWLqs_gAU/s1600-h/xianxianblack2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQ17ciRpP5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/C1VWLqs_gAU/s400/xianxianblack2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999269633343378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4606952456604755997?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4606952456604755997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4606952456604755997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4606952456604755997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4606952456604755997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-old-is-this-dinosaur.html' title='How old is this dinosaur?'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQ17ciRpP5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/C1VWLqs_gAU/s72-c/xianxianblack2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4880254047852837116</id><published>2008-10-31T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:16:50.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In the recent episode of Heroes. Nathan Petrelli was accused for having a weakness for blondes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to have a weakness for blondes in Singapore, anyway, i was thinking my personal kryptonite is short haired, big eyed girls. But, not all of course. like not all blondes are pretty also wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think somehow its because of hanakimi. some stupid japanese show that the lead actress pretended to be a boy to sneak into some boy's high school. That day after studying, me,andrew,bk and jermyn, were watching the first episode of hana kimi, and i was telling them that the lead is super pretty, but they were like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are some nice photos of the lead actress(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQndbJdC5TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/raR9EaVt5wY/s1600-h/horikita-maki-125226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981098023085362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQndbJdC5TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/raR9EaVt5wY/s320/horikita-maki-125226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQndzJLOrPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5RcQSKBnghs/s1600-h/horikita-maki-95996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981510265220338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQndzJLOrPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5RcQSKBnghs/s320/horikita-maki-95996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4880254047852837116?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4880254047852837116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4880254047852837116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4880254047852837116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4880254047852837116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/weakness.html' title='Weakness'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SQndbJdC5TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/raR9EaVt5wY/s72-c/horikita-maki-125226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1481727606620932813</id><published>2008-10-27T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:21:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A levels?</title><content type='html'>i always imagined A levels to be horrible.&lt;br /&gt;ok, it is.. but i imagined it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Like intense mugging, and no breaks unless to drink water or something, but the past 3 days have been a waste for me.&lt;br /&gt;shopping and birthday party. lol.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't sound much like an exam! lol.&lt;br /&gt;seriously man, today was a retarded day. You put benneo and kenneth phua together, and you won't stop laughing the whole night.. elizabeth was really bored the whole night. only 2 girls from our class turned up though, maybe the lack of girls made her really bored too, guy humor is not appreciated much by the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;And when ben neo started sucking helium balloons, you just laugh until you forget A levels is next week man. stupid idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1481727606620932813?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1481727606620932813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1481727606620932813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1481727606620932813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1481727606620932813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/levels.html' title='A levels?'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2965683171403355999</id><published>2008-10-22T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:21:07.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bipolar</title><content type='html'>Doing some research on my GP paper. And yes, everyone knows that my favourite topic is family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i googled family issues and read through some of the pages, and stumbled upon the randomess thing that kinda spooked me. The Page was Dating Someone with Bipolar Disorder.&lt;br /&gt;Bipolar Disorder is kinda like split personality, where the person has 2 phases, one is the Manic part, while the other is the depression part. Hence, the term manic depression. Then, i start to think about some people i know, and whoa, haha. i think he's bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its kinda scary to know that potentially everyone could have a bipolar spouse, or even worse, be bipolar. Oh no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extract from the page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our friends, scoffing at political correctness on this matter, describes it this way:&lt;br /&gt;“When a guy acts like he has PMS, he’s probably bipolar.”&lt;br /&gt;There’s a lot of research going on right now on bipolar disorder, and we suggest anyone who truly wants to know more about it should do some digging on their own.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just give you the headline version here.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who’s bipolar tends to have mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;Duh!&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, mood swings can complicate relationships in small ways everyday, but the kind of mood swings a bipolar person experiences can lead to really, really big problems.&lt;br /&gt;They may act impulsively, like quitting a job or running up a huge amount of credit card debt.&lt;br /&gt;They may get really angry and say all kinds of horrible things to you one day, and treat you like a goddess the next.&lt;br /&gt;They’re hard to figure. You never know what they’re going to “throw at you” emotionally on any given day, or any given minute for that matter. (&lt;a href="http://www.ishouldhaveknownbetter.com/bipolar-disorder-dating.html"&gt;http://www.ishouldhaveknownbetter.com/bipolar-disorder-dating.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2965683171403355999?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2965683171403355999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2965683171403355999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2965683171403355999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2965683171403355999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/bipolar.html' title='Bipolar'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6290975583713293267</id><published>2008-10-16T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:04:57.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that glitters isnt gold</title><content type='html'>My friend from church was ranting to me about her sad life yesterday, and i said " life gives us crap at time. i also got some girl problems now. " haha, then, she said All that giltters isnt gold, and it got stuck in my head ever since, apparently its some quote from merchant of venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have you ever heard a song and went like " hmm, this song reminds me of this time last year. " like kind of a song for the season? haha. I've decided to put a whole bunch of songs into a playlist in my ipod and keep it on loop, coz they are songs that mean alot to me now. although all of them are secular... haha, i'll change to my christian songs every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Moment of Truth- Fm Static&lt;br /&gt;2) Tonight- Fm Static&lt;br /&gt;3) Crush- David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;4) Always Be My Baby- David Cook&lt;br /&gt;5) Thunder- Boys like Girls&lt;br /&gt;6) Tattoo- Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;7) Wait for You- Elliott Yamin&lt;br /&gt;8) After Tonight- Justin Nozuka&lt;br /&gt;9) Who Knew- P!nk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6290975583713293267?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6290975583713293267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6290975583713293267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6290975583713293267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6290975583713293267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-that-glitters-isnt-gold.html' title='All that glitters isnt gold'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4482942821235443047</id><published>2008-10-14T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:45:10.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elusive</title><content type='html'>Girls are elusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They evade every kind of arrow you can fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ignorance, oblivion, and diversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far can i go before i spill my heart out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4482942821235443047?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4482942821235443047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4482942821235443047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4482942821235443047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4482942821235443047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/elusive.html' title='Elusive'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4989217703271773994</id><published>2008-10-08T08:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:24:04.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you really dunno what's the limit.&lt;br /&gt;haha, maybe that day when XD kinda told me directly while playing dota, that i should lay off the gas is a sign, that i should be studying instead of worrying myself.&lt;br /&gt;Pamella also put it well, saying that it's the last major exam you're gonna take before serving the nation. So, i guess i should put in a bit more effort. And i'm starting today! lol, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a song for the season. :) David Archuleta's Crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBiW44cWu4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBiW44cWu4c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4989217703271773994?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4989217703271773994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4989217703271773994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4989217703271773994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4989217703271773994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-far.html' title='How far?'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2534416783831623227</id><published>2008-10-02T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:10:15.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-up</title><content type='html'>Today's another "what in the world am i doing with my life" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at around 1. Was walking to the mrt to meet kenneth phua to go together.&lt;br /&gt;Someone tapped me from behind, turned around. EHh. Its Yinhonghong. Wait, that's super random, what's she doing in Pasir Ris? She starts talking about why i didnt tell her about what's happening with me. And she seems genuinely should i say, sad? that i didnt tell her. OH well, all the time she was talking i think i was stoning. Dunno what's up with me. anyway, haha, it's quite funny that these 2 juniors seem to be really interested in my life. And tomorrow's the last day i'll see them. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to eat lunch with my classmates. Then, went back to school to play 7-up. haha, not the jumping jumping one. Its some intellectual card game like bridge. playplayplay, until they go for their dunno wad sports dinner. aiya, then i so sadded, coz i from guitar, not sports. then, i go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2534416783831623227?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2534416783831623227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2534416783831623227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2534416783831623227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2534416783831623227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-up.html' title='7-up'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3329753630560187597</id><published>2008-10-01T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:00:00.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot going on my mind</title><content type='html'>Haha, i'm gonna write a poem here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you asked why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've got plenty on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not counting the ones i've left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You could see that I wasnt myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When all i could say was "Yea, it's all well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But, how could you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you asked why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I let out a sigh, and it lingered on by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you asked why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I took a little goodbye, cause it just ain't the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Offering the Moon and stars, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's just thinking too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right now, it's not about the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We dont wanna die in a wake of confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3329753630560187597?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3329753630560187597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3329753630560187597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3329753630560187597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3329753630560187597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/10/alot-going-on-my-mind.html' title='Alot going on my mind'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6775260405451525189</id><published>2008-09-29T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:23:54.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zarafshan.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/birthday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://zarafshan.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/birthday-cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERISH!&lt;br /&gt;CHERISH YOUR BIRTHDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6775260405451525189?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6775260405451525189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6775260405451525189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6775260405451525189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6775260405451525189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday(:'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5341589592035197662</id><published>2008-09-29T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:36:38.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SOCvitwF7-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/WW5f5xRx7n0/s1600-h/DSC00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251390176445722594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SOCvitwF7-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/WW5f5xRx7n0/s320/DSC00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Is this even legal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5341589592035197662?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5341589592035197662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5341589592035197662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5341589592035197662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5341589592035197662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='-_-'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SOCvitwF7-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/WW5f5xRx7n0/s72-c/DSC00044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-405456363140308763</id><published>2008-09-28T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:39:32.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past to Present</title><content type='html'>What happened to studying?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, it just flew right by, as the days get lesser and lesser.&lt;br /&gt;yet, somehow my mind seems to be distracted by so many other things.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, in many of life's situations, you'd wish you had a little more discernment, a little more insight, cause you really wanna know wad people are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that really ticks me, is how our past mistakes, how we messed up, always come back to haunt us. And today's sermon really hit me, how the israelites not killing off the amelekites, ended up suffering at the hands of their descendants like Queen Esther and the millions of Jews that fell under Adolf Hitler, apparently a descendant of the amelekites. I hate remembering anything about last year, in fact, i wish i could take a time machine to make things right. But, yet. I guess that has moulded me to be someone of a stronger character, and i definitely know how to handle these kind of insecurities much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point of insight and discernment, i guess we will never fully understand the actions of others, and i'll leave that to God. But, i realise today that we cannot judge anybody and their actions, coz who are we to do so? We definitely have screwed up big time before, and i bet when i did, many around me were wondering what in the world i was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;To my friend who's may be on the verge of turning his back on God, i'll be praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;To my leader who lost everything in church, i'll be praying for you, i could feel your aimlessness today.&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friend, i wish i knew whether what we're having now is what is meant for us. (Or it could just be a foolish assumption on my part)&lt;br /&gt;To my past, lets move on individually, coz i dun think i wanna ever cross paths with my past again.&lt;br /&gt;all the emoness aside, i'm going off soon to play a whole night of Mahjong, whoo. dun think i'll survive school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-405456363140308763?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/405456363140308763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=405456363140308763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/405456363140308763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/405456363140308763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-to-present.html' title='Past to Present'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-833218519376993593</id><published>2008-09-24T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:03:52.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes S3</title><content type='html'>Yay. the first 2 episodes of heroes are out!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna spoil everything here.&lt;br /&gt;1) Sylar's mom is peter's mom.&lt;br /&gt;2) Nikki has new powers.&lt;br /&gt;3) Mohinder has powers.&lt;br /&gt;4) There are 2 peters in the show now.&lt;br /&gt;5) and there are 4 new villains, hence the theme of season 3 "villains"&lt;br /&gt;weeeee. heroes rocks(:&lt;br /&gt;whereas my results sucks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i'm quite happy for my AQ. got 6! yay, that 30 minutes and 2 pages worth of evaluating nonsense on the effects of gambling paid off(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start studying soon. watch me world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-833218519376993593?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/833218519376993593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=833218519376993593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/833218519376993593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/833218519376993593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/heroes-s3.html' title='Heroes S3'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7143618540036670548</id><published>2008-09-22T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:29:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Line</title><content type='html'>I think this line sums up wad i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mamma mia, here we go again, my my, how could i resist you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7143618540036670548?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7143618540036670548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7143618540036670548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7143618540036670548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7143618540036670548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-line.html' title='One Line'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8241654115875219294</id><published>2008-09-21T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:30:58.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Night</title><content type='html'>Spent a wonderful night with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;had superb dinner, at least i enjoyed it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to walk around the city like clueless tourists. " Is that the Singapore flyer?" point point point, turn around eh, since when they built another one? wah. OMG, actually the other one is a building. lol&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was to go see the racetrack for the F1, but it was just metal and more metal. in the end, we walked to fullerton and walked along the Singapore river and the funniest part was it was free admission into Asian Civilisations Museum, so we walked inside and it was quite cool yet creepy at the same time. Didnt know museums were so high tech, got like computer tour guides and projector screens shooting everywhere. At some point, the "door" was a projector screen, like they show a clip on the screen and you can walk through it. HAHA, so while going out, i asked her to go through it again, cause she was like super fascinated, and she walked through it from the back, and totally malued herself, coz like a whole group of people were watching the clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a whole it was a wonderful night, until i reached home to find myself locked out of the house for an hour. AND FORCING ME TO WATCH LIVERPOOL PLAY. oh my gosh.. paik chaik. 30 shots on target and no goals. feels like a stab. I came home super pissed. and had a quarrel with my mum. CANT believe i have to scold her for being unaccountable. like wad the heck of a role reversal. they went to watch movie and never tell me they'll be back at 12. She was like " i thought you going dating. sure come home late." I WAS LIKE " WAD TIME DO YOU THINK I'LL COME HOME?" grrr. cant parents just apologize sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8241654115875219294?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8241654115875219294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8241654115875219294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8241654115875219294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8241654115875219294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderful-night.html' title='Wonderful Night'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3169917324245061172</id><published>2008-09-19T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:11:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Running</title><content type='html'>Yo guys. blog's going up again. after a really hectic time of prepping for prelims. and playing a lot of computer games, i've found few chances to write a proper blogpost, except for random outburst of mindless utters. (which was criticized badly by Danielle Hon.) still very insulted by her comment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm reading through my ever-increasing unread messages in my email. And reading many of the long overdue stuff, and updating myself on my schedules for duties. And wad in the world.. There's this random email that has a heading "Tv'sPetNailClipper" and the content inside is like blocked. Then, i was thinking. if this is a virus, it's gotta be a seriously poor attempt to con me to read it. Why in my right mind will i wanna buy a pet nailclipper. And cant they use the same nailclippers we use. are they different in shape or size or something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims ended today btw! YYYYYYYYYYAYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this wondrous event, 07s64(guys) went to the park as usual. played soccer, then played olympic javelin with random poles on the ground. Tried volleyball until my hands looked like they were swelling. Went to the sea and soaked and waded for a couple of hours, suntanned, bury random things, build sandcastles. Then, went on to play pool. and ate a sumptuous meal at pastamania. WOO. nothing feels better than liberation like this. (: And while we were half naked walking around the park. two of our class girls cycled pass, and stopped there. Then, i and xian yi were like, this is super weird, and we rushed to clothe ourselves. lol, conservative folks y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3169917324245061172?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3169917324245061172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3169917324245061172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3169917324245061172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3169917324245061172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-and-running.html' title='Up and Running'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6862145159492770247</id><published>2008-09-17T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:33:15.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant believe</title><content type='html'>Cant believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost over.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of dota and warcraft i played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 2 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well boy, you better start believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, Signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6862145159492770247?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6862145159492770247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6862145159492770247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6862145159492770247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6862145159492770247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-believe.html' title='Cant believe'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7368989458684360200</id><published>2008-09-02T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:24:42.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims</title><content type='html'>yoyo guys. been busy with prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, can go dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7368989458684360200?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7368989458684360200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7368989458684360200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7368989458684360200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7368989458684360200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelims.html' title='Prelims'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6532045755976832779</id><published>2008-08-25T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:30:23.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellar Kart</title><content type='html'>Taking a break from mugging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some stellar kart videos(: quite a nice band. sounds like blink 182, and the videos are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Im7UuEQJTgk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Im7UuEQJTgk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jj4fmZfyrsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jj4fmZfyrsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwiY4S_dEhc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwiY4S_dEhc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6532045755976832779?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6532045755976832779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6532045755976832779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6532045755976832779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6532045755976832779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/stellar-kart.html' title='Stellar Kart'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7316085742824493050</id><published>2008-08-18T16:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:47:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random photos i found</title><content type='html'>Looking at my facebook homepage and i was looking through some of the photos with me tagged inside. haha, and it really brings weird, familiar yet heartwarming feelings. haha, corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start with the latest.&lt;br /&gt;this was taken last friday at like 11 at night, gotta be the lousiest birthday surprise attempt. we walked into zhini's house with a candle and a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk0bZiM_VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ti7CCUw4nK8/s1600-h/n579228109_780245_4354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235773687110368594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk0bZiM_VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ti7CCUw4nK8/s400/n579228109_780245_4354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuyin, Zhini, Bk and Me(at the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, now wind the clock back to last december.&lt;br /&gt;Carolling at tampines, (: crazy stuff. The fun times before the crazy a levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk1Kua9RTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/adKPYAxbbmw/s1600-h/n523299466_512339_6615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235774500170974514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk1Kua9RTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/adKPYAxbbmw/s400/n523299466_512339_6615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, Tim(ian's brother), Me and jordan wei. Andrew has the most retarded face as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, now go back like 10 years ago. k la, maybe less than that. It a picture of me and my sister, with my childhood friend and her brother. Crazy, i know her for like 14 years already, but i think i barely spoke like 2 sentences to her like since 2 plus years ago when i came back to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk13xYBrbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Uqguzfw06Jk/s1600-h/n524760955_503382_9749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235775274058100146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk13xYBrbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Uqguzfw06Jk/s400/n524760955_503382_9749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo courtesy of my sister, who spends too much time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7316085742824493050?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7316085742824493050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7316085742824493050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7316085742824493050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7316085742824493050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-photos-i-found.html' title='Random photos i found'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKk0bZiM_VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ti7CCUw4nK8/s72-c/n579228109_780245_4354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7866031356993581831</id><published>2008-08-13T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:18:15.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Fishing</title><content type='html'>Today marks a special day for Waihong, he clinched the first ever Bronze medal for the Olympic sport:FIshing in the Beijing Olympics 2008. Making both his nation and his family proud. Commenting on his extraordinary efforts, Waihong commented, " There were many skeptics who thought i couldn't do it, but i managed to prove them wrong. I'm very pleased with my performance in this olympics. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapping the bronze mark by a very slight margin of 10 points, he beat the other contenders of the competition such as a Japanese actor from Japan. When asked about his strategy and his style of fishing, he candidly replied, " All it takes for me, is perseverance and determination. These are definitely the essentials to get some awesome fishing for me at least. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waihong hopes to bring home the Gold medal in the Next Olympics in London. " By then, i would be a more matured and skillful fisher and i will definitely be spending the next 4 years training hard, learning all the tricks of the trade. From the making of nets to harpoons or even sonar fishing. I'll be experimenting on the different styles of fishing to outplay the other competitors."  Well driven and determined, this young boy will definitely be worth watching in the next Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7866031356993581831?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7866031356993581831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7866031356993581831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7866031356993581831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7866031356993581831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-fishing.html' title='Olympic Fishing'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4750620477074339534</id><published>2008-08-12T18:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:43:04.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VJC- These two years</title><content type='html'>Its coming to an end, and the gravity of it tugs at me even deeper when i went looking through all the notes and pictures and birthday greetings. Some brought me smiles while some just made me sigh. haha, while some(mostly last year stuff, are instantaneously chucked into the bin.) Exco have made my life in vj really laughable, when i looked at my birthday greetings from them, haha. i really laughed. Junior exco have been nice too, especially yinhonghong and stepfunny quack. reminiscences of farewell night comes to mind immediately when i think of these two girls. how i pissed them off. hahaha. and lastly, the one and only thing bittersweet girl wrote to me. and i laughed at the concluding statement which literally meant dun take this with any hope, coz i did this for everyone else too. that deserves a laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an art attack this weekend and it wont stop so i put them together onto this board i bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKFokqrkbWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XYSqhZe7KNc/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKFokqrkbWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XYSqhZe7KNc/s400/DSC00198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233579221122837858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to all who've made these two years worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4750620477074339534?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4750620477074339534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4750620477074339534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4750620477074339534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4750620477074339534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/vjc-these-two-years.html' title='VJC- These two years'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SKFokqrkbWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XYSqhZe7KNc/s72-c/DSC00198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2637942925209598564</id><published>2008-08-10T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:58:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEA!!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after two days! its done(: yay.&lt;br /&gt;Song for you version 2. Definitely received an upgrade. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;now, that's not the difficult part. even if it may take 10 hours to do this. it doesnt matter if it does not fulfill its destiny! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's part one of the gift. still got part 2 part 3. aiya. and if it doesnt reach the end. it would have been all down the drain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the song stays on. BITTERSWEET GIRL! dun be a meanie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, alot of obstacles in the recording process. i fell sick on friday night, morning straight away start on my project at 7.30 in the morning. do do do. until time to go edge. then today morning i swear i coughed out blood. at least there was blood in my phleghm. sore throat was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2637942925209598564?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2637942925209598564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2637942925209598564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2637942925209598564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2637942925209598564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yea.html' title='OH YEA!!'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-431433018330346340</id><published>2008-08-07T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:17:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Just talked to the producer from zaistudios.&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried ): i swear man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to him about my plans to record a demo on Sunday. and he asked me for my set-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;Lead guitar&lt;br /&gt;acoustic&lt;br /&gt;rhythm&lt;br /&gt;bass&lt;br /&gt;drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said ok.. It'll take 2 hours to track the vocalist, 1 hours for every other instrument. which means it'll take you about 6 hours. and if its 120 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost of recording my demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hours times $120= $720&lt;br /&gt;Sound engineer and producer: $300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a hell lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i said k, we'll cut down instruments. He said no, you lose the frequencies needed and stuff la, anyway he made alot of sense. He said if you're going to record just an acoustic or take out any instruments, you'll just be throwing money down the drain if you're just going to make a crappy demo. So, his advice to me was. " save up more money and i'll hope to see you someday." After i put down the phone.. I WAS SCREAMING IN MY MIND! 1000 dollars for a song! you gotta be kidding me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( this sucks. it really does. ): ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-431433018330346340?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/431433018330346340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=431433018330346340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/431433018330346340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/431433018330346340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-9173144434177638199</id><published>2008-08-07T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:46:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure</title><content type='html'>Not the A levels.&lt;br /&gt;But, Its the recording this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to record my song properly, no more shutting off all my windows and stuffing myself in the room trying to reduce the background noise.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. so much money involved. I'm so so broke. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Allowance cut into half, and i owe my class fund about 140 dollars.(long story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: but i'm still ok. realised that having all these financial tragedies have helped me learn to save money. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH..&lt;br /&gt;AH..&lt;br /&gt;AH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still insist on the song title staying as it is. I KNOW IT Sounds like SYF spelt wrongly. And its a stupid song title, but i told myself that it stays. so it stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-9173144434177638199?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/9173144434177638199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=9173144434177638199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9173144434177638199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9173144434177638199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/pressure.html' title='Pressure'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2224893114946922719</id><published>2008-08-06T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:25:59.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Plus One</title><content type='html'>Wrote a poem in my mind while walking out to buy coffee at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Came back and wrote it in my black book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One Plus One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one plus one don't make two,&lt;br /&gt;You can count all you want, &lt;br /&gt;But i know it stays true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of us acts like a fool,&lt;br /&gt;While the other haven't got a clue.&lt;br /&gt;That's when when the math don't add up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take more than you,&lt;br /&gt;More than me.&lt;br /&gt;It'll take both halves to believe,&lt;br /&gt;In having two hearts in one dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee, inspired by "The reason why" by click5.&lt;br /&gt;may make it into a song when i have seriously nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2224893114946922719?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2224893114946922719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2224893114946922719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2224893114946922719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2224893114946922719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-plus-one.html' title='One Plus One'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4274305202579494499</id><published>2008-08-06T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:27:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of fireflies and fairie dragons</title><content type='html'>I JUST DELETED BOTH WARCRAFT 3 AND WORLD OF WARCRAFT! woo. time to study hard, no more distractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you've crossed the line of playing for fun when you start dreaming about fairie dragons at night.Lets give you a mental picture.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJnC0_NGasI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oSqJ8x6cSwE/s1600-h/faeriedragon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJnC0_NGasI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oSqJ8x6cSwE/s320/faeriedragon.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231426657742908098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gosh. that has got to be the stupidest thing to dream about. It kinda hits at you to GO OUT AND GET A LIFE. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads on to fulfill my LIFE's call for now. Can hear vectors screaming out to me. I'm coming, I'm coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4274305202579494499?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4274305202579494499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4274305202579494499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4274305202579494499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4274305202579494499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-fireflies-and-fairie-dragons.html' title='Of fireflies and fairie dragons'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJnC0_NGasI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oSqJ8x6cSwE/s72-c/faeriedragon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8015803885312431086</id><published>2008-08-05T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:19:40.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend attack</title><content type='html'>Its friday today. or at least it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. so there's 1 more day of school and we're off to another weekend. woo.&lt;br /&gt;The week just decided to skip its middle portions.&lt;br /&gt;so i have my favourite days all in a week, yay weekends, fridays, and tomorrow's WEDNESDAY! loves wednesday much.&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering wad in the world i'm typing. I have no idea too. been awake for 19 hours and counting. woke up at 4 this morning and i'm still around at 11.30. &lt;br /&gt;talk about a major headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mugging at hsuan te's house was kinda ok, just that there was too little time. ended up playing lots of wc3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. wad can i say. Oh, on an emo side. salmon thinks he lost his spare batteries. or he could be just overeacting as usual. Reflecting on Shaun's words about how i always screw it up. And. yea. its true. it so is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8015803885312431086?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8015803885312431086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8015803885312431086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8015803885312431086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8015803885312431086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-attack.html' title='Weekend attack'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5122620363994328302</id><published>2008-08-03T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:33:40.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's up</title><content type='html'>&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I've possibly made the stupidest choice, at least mental choice for now.&lt;br /&gt;That decision probably borders on a triangular platform between dreaming, reaching for the impossible and just pure insanity. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously. It may sound corny, but just a smile from the bittersweet girl threw out any other plans i had. Maybe, it's for the better, but the most likely outcome is a drive through another series of heartbreaks! ): it seems like i'm regretting this even before i've started on it.(again) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I went out with my dad yesterday to meet his friend to fix my laptop which is essentially my recording studio.. hoho. However, since June I've lost the program to record my songs): SO, finally i'm gonna get it fixed hopefully soon. Coz, wadever delays would mean less time for meeting my deadline. So, we went over to Novena, united square area ya. haha, and my dad's friend was learning drums from the Academy of Rock, She and her daughter both learns drums there and we looked from a small little window into the room, and there were like 2 drums packed into a room. And the music started to play, ooh. Its jenny by click5. haha, the way they learn it so funny, like got notes and stuff. And my father asked "is that how you learn the song?" No, And i tried to explain to him that i play by ear. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so we hang around that place for kinda too long, and there was a jamming session, where little kids go on stage to perform. MY GOODNESS. And to anyone that thinks edge worship is loud, I swear i jumped at the first drumbeat. Crazy little half-angmoh boy. They played "All the small things" by blink182, the 2 little malay guitarists were good! the singer, who is the big angmoh guy(the drummer's father) was strangely, for a lack of words, monotonous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJWHO70MZSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zu2T04Anp-o/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJWHO70MZSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zu2T04Anp-o/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230235232905225506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) moving on to today. During service this morning, somehow we got distracted, and me and jermyn were looking at andrew's phone and all his very girly, pinkish themes. I sent some to my phone and jermyn continued playing around with it and lo and behold. A picture of andrew choo and a girl who looks like she leaning on his shoulders.. AWW.. anyway, i bluetoothed it over and decided to do something funny. So after service i went around and like "who wants to see andrew's girlfriend?" and people were like crowding around and like wah andrew. Andrew there, having a knack for adverse reactions, just sat there nonchalently, "wadever you all say, i know its not means its not." haha, showed it to Zhini and she was like wahh andrew, no wonder friday always never come la, every week go dating. Andrew being the standup comedian he is, insisted "AIYA, we go study only la." haha, study go take picture. Yea, Andrew's moving over to Pasir Ris in September YAY. Finally! someone moving over from Siglap. I can stop bugging my parents to move there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJWJJhNjCfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QmBVQ91JEb8/s1600-h/DSC01236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJWJJhNjCfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QmBVQ91JEb8/s320/DSC01236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230237338887719410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go people. hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5122620363994328302?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5122620363994328302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5122620363994328302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5122620363994328302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5122620363994328302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/times-up.html' title='Time&apos;s up'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SJWHO70MZSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zu2T04Anp-o/s72-c/DSC00190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7248182063577108266</id><published>2008-08-01T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:59:13.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope.</title><content type='html'>If you're thinking i forgot somebody in my last post i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the bittersweet girl, and today she made me realise again how her smile brightens up my day.&lt;br /&gt;haha. And how my classmates are so not subtle with their " Wah, waihong not bad ah, she smile at you" LIKE DUN SAY THAT IN FRONT OF HER, destroy the effort i put to try to make it natural. wad am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7248182063577108266?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7248182063577108266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7248182063577108266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7248182063577108266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7248182063577108266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/08/nope.html' title='Nope.'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4431997140451190160</id><published>2008-07-31T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:04:45.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>Heyy everybody(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 100th post. &lt;br /&gt;To all the ppl dear to me, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll do a thank you everyone in my life post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my leaders in Australia, Yisi and Zhilin. Always there to give me good advice and practical one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my leader in Singapore, Zhini. For being there always as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my net members for being fun. ): to Jermyn who's leaving us tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to church pals, like ian, tim and andrew, pamella and jermyn since he's not in my cell anymore, he'll be in this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my co-netleader, audrey lee. Who although pang seh us and left VJ for hwa chong. still thankful for the times she taught when i didnt feel like. hahaha, nah kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Senior exco. That includes Ian, Sharon, Jenny, and jasmine. Thanks for being there for me when i was sooooooo sad. (especially during farewell, and dun ever hug me again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Junior exco, especially cheemoqueen and stepfunny. my emo buddies on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Geraldine, for helping me in so many ways, in studies,faith and wadever other stupid problems i always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my classmates, for being a bundle of fun. That includes all the retarded guys, homos, and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to andrew chua also. haha. all the jamming and recording my stupid song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That marks the end of the award show, sadly due to a limited budget, we are unable to offer you anything more than the deepest and purest thanks from the bottom of our hearts. haha. Cheers to everybody.Hmmm.. hopefully i dun miss out anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be purely unintentional though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4431997140451190160?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4431997140451190160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4431997140451190160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4431997140451190160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4431997140451190160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-832209431282273164</id><published>2008-07-27T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:29:00.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short vs Long</title><content type='html'>My class guys have this debate. (which was sorta started by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the notion is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls with short hair or Girls with long hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. the whole of last two weeks, i have been fighting a lone battle against the 3 guys who like put me down coz i say girls with short hair&gt; girls with long hair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yay, yesterday the topic came up again and i got an ally now! wee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, now its me and shaun ware, vs hsuan te, kenneth and xian yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then edmund's answer was i dun like girls. right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short hair&gt;Long hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-832209431282273164?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/832209431282273164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=832209431282273164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/832209431282273164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/832209431282273164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-vs-long.html' title='Short vs Long'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1399487921100639040</id><published>2008-07-27T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:51:45.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donna- Fm Static</title><content type='html'>First you have jenny by click5&lt;br /&gt;iris by goo goo dolls&lt;br /&gt;irene by tobymac, i dun think anyone knows this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'll intro you to Donna by Fm Static wee my favourite band.&lt;br /&gt;note the seriously retarded animation on the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fCaONpm_SA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fCaONpm_SA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1399487921100639040?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1399487921100639040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1399487921100639040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1399487921100639040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1399487921100639040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/donna-fm-static.html' title='Donna- Fm Static'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-823729300196816371</id><published>2008-07-24T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:19:17.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah.. hsuan te..</title><content type='html'>Hsuan te.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.battle.net/war3/images/undead/units/portraits/ghoul.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.battle.net/war3/images/undead/units/portraits/ghoul.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me think of this the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU! ahh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-823729300196816371?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/823729300196816371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=823729300196816371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/823729300196816371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/823729300196816371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-hsuan-te.html' title='ah.. hsuan te..'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2727365771296120777</id><published>2008-07-23T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:23:28.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very expensive bus ride</title><content type='html'>took 31 to school today. was stoning on the bus, wondering why there were so many tpjc ppl on the bus. And then, my left contact came out. I thought " wad the hell."&lt;br /&gt;maybe, its on my eye, go to school and check. meanwhile, i'll stare at the floor and try to look for it. *Stares really hard at floor.* Guy behind me starts looking at the floor too. All hopes were lost when people started walking in, i think my contact landed in some person's sole. it would have then value-added his shoe by about 220 dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-blind, i ventured on into school. &lt;br /&gt;Headache developed. Lucky there were no lessons till 9.50, tried to mug but ended up sleeping coz i felt so much like killing myself with that kind of pain.&lt;br /&gt;1 period of physics tutorial, THATS IT. I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walks to general office, asks me to find mr seet. Walks to canteen, and sees yong tat coming out of a car. He woke up late, so his mum sent him to school. i thought why walk up to pe dept when i can just get a lift out. Got in the car, and his mom insisted on driving me all the way home. yay. reached home at 11. Shocked my mum. and then went on to make my 400 dollars pair of contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes half my allowance for the next two months. No more expensive food, no more canned drinks. Definitely no more dating. haha, joking. My last one cost me 20 dollars. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2727365771296120777?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2727365771296120777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2727365771296120777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2727365771296120777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2727365771296120777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-very-expensive-bus-ride.html' title='My very expensive bus ride'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4334332026185856087</id><published>2008-07-22T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:59:06.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama mama</title><content type='html'>My life's pretty exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's police outside my house now, at my neighbour's door. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.haha.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoz of mas selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour's maid said she saw someone that looks like mas selamat, then the go report police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they come and take statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed like mad, but my mum was like " Eh, not funny. later he get desperate then we're in trouble." wah. i'm sure i'll be in trouble when i go to school in the morning. ah, mas selamat, run run run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4334332026185856087?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4334332026185856087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4334332026185856087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4334332026185856087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4334332026185856087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/drama-mama.html' title='Drama mama'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8403516429145355291</id><published>2008-07-22T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:01:27.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always be my Baby- David Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Js9mQw5nQ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Js9mQw5nQ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) nice song. for all the relationship troubled kiddies out there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8403516429145355291?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8403516429145355291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8403516429145355291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8403516429145355291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8403516429145355291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-be-my-baby-david-cook.html' title='Always be my Baby- David Cook'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5482985868032232262</id><published>2008-07-22T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:44:58.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MRS YIK</title><content type='html'>OUR POOR CHEM TEACHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking to school this morning. received a msg from Mrs yik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai hong i am on mc&lt;br /&gt;4 a couple weeks cos i&lt;br /&gt;fracture my toes no &lt;br /&gt;chem today back to &lt;br /&gt;original timetable n&lt;br /&gt;venue til i am back &lt;br /&gt;remind d class to&lt;br /&gt;form study group n&lt;br /&gt;study v hard 4 chem&lt;br /&gt;mrs yik(insert funny accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were several thoughts that ran through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I shouldnt have came to school then. 4 periods of econs and 2 periods of gp.&lt;br /&gt;2) We're gonna screw up chem if mrs yik isnt here to teach us the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;3) how many toes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied. "ok, take care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor Mrs Yik, still wondering how many toes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5482985868032232262?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5482985868032232262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5482985868032232262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5482985868032232262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5482985868032232262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/mrs-yik.html' title='MRS YIK'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2679496847045280165</id><published>2008-07-22T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:31:44.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things never get dull</title><content type='html'>Not in VJC. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was yet another crazy monday in school. especially since it was racial harmony day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having physics tutorial in the lab, and SUDDENLY batman came in. actually no la, on closer look it was jermyn in his superhero costume, a towel on his head, a white t-shirt and a sarong. To save all teh tariks in danger. Ya, he screamed or shouted some rubbish and ran out of my class. And all of us just burst out laughing and some of them went like who was that? who was that? And the 'evercool' physics teacher just made us explode with his one-liner that went " that's how the racial riots were started." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, during our break, a few of us went over to the hockey table to save rui in distress, actually we were just standing around while XD saves her from the evil economics remedial question. So, i was fidgety and i dropped someone's bag, and the contents spilled all over the canteen floor. Meixian went like orh hor, you drop my senior's bag. ah there was a camera, and wait a minute.. that's an underwear! ah!!! i ran away, and begged meixian to pick those things up while so many ppl were looking at me. so malu-_- lucky, the seniors that came back were buying food, if not i would have been completely humiliated.. Runs back to my secret lair up the treehouse. Pardon the superhero lingo, i'm having a batman fever.&lt;br /&gt;K, its 6.35am, time for school. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2679496847045280165?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2679496847045280165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2679496847045280165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2679496847045280165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2679496847045280165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-never-get-dull.html' title='Things never get dull'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6115608959669412506</id><published>2008-07-20T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:22:03.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkpoint</title><content type='html'>Today comes another spiritual marker in my life.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can, through the gift of discernment, look into my life. They would have seen a near defeat state of mind probably in June. Thank God for a particular friend who has always been encouraging me and praying for me, if not i would have waved my white flag in surrender a long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;My spiritual life picked up after the cts, but today is the slam. I've committed to giving my all to God for the only reason that he gave us his. I know my classmates reading this will go like, aiya waihong, all holy holy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was pondering about some stuff in a semi-conscious state in the bus. If i cant love God who gave us life and redemption through his Son with everything i've got. Then, i wouldnt have the capacity to love anyone else with all my heart. And my dear friend ian puts it on his blog "i guess its something that growing up does to you. as we grow older especially now in our teens, we somehow develop the desire for companionship and well, just someone else to care for and to care for you." When i do have a gf, i want to give her the best and nothing less. I feel some sarcasm and ridicule by my classmates coming but wadever la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was thinking about something else today. What if you're stuck between chasing a dream, and the destiny of reality? do you chase the dream, or do you settle for reality? I know its deep, but those ppl who are closer to me would understand this. I'm in a crossroad now, and although i'm still set on chasing my dream, I'm tipping a little bit to settle for something less than that. So, i'm still waiting on God to do something about it. Kudos to God who always knows the plan, but sometimes you would wish for a more obvious signal.&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://charm.cs.uiuc.edu/users/olawlor/projects/2003/roadsigns/regulatory/r1-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://charm.cs.uiuc.edu/users/olawlor/projects/2003/roadsigns/regulatory/r1-1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.a-better-sign.com/SIGN4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.a-better-sign.com/SIGN4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's never that easy to figure out. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6115608959669412506?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6115608959669412506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6115608959669412506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6115608959669412506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6115608959669412506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/checkpoint.html' title='Checkpoint'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7122042023968384276</id><published>2008-07-20T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:51:34.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>Wow. its like 12.43am. Not a very likely time for me to be awake. Just got home from shaw. Was hanging out with my bimbo friend watching dark knight and all. OH MY GOODness. the weirdest thought just came into my mind when i thought about her outfit. HAHA. i'm thinking gothic kung fu panda. :) sorry! but its true. This is my way of getting back at you for calling me a love sick pok all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, dark knight was really awesome. Kudos to joker. made it a really off the edge kinda movie from the start to the end. Dun wanna spoil the plot for anybody, it's just very sickening to see how the joker plots every step of his game. Chilly yet entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i havent been blogging for a really long time, and you ppl may be thinking why? its not coz i'm studying but because i've been playing world of warcraft again. aiyo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised these few days my eq hasn't been really good, its like i have to consciously tell myself not to say and do stuff. Something's messed it up, gotta go repair it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7122042023968384276?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7122042023968384276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7122042023968384276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7122042023968384276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7122042023968384276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='Dark Knight'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5420494431916681041</id><published>2008-07-13T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:04:10.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny video:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFgcm3D4AFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFgcm3D4AFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5420494431916681041?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5420494431916681041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5420494431916681041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5420494431916681041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5420494431916681041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-video.html' title='Funny video:)'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-111192305342903274</id><published>2008-07-10T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:03:02.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the award goes to...</title><content type='html'>07S64!! for being the most retarded, most crazy, vulgar, funloving class. i seriously think so. WITH people like kenneth phua, hsuan te, shaun, xian yi, ben neo, nugrahaha and JIAN XIANG. The class never seems to run out of stupid things to talk about, although some i just abstain and dun get involved in the conversations. You must think, wah lao, the class so noisy and crazy sure wont do well one. WE GOT THE MOST RETARDED KID who has 3As so far, my goodness. its a topsy turvy world. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our weekly(or close to it) ban mian outing, my goodness, i shant say why, but there were really many awkward silences. LOL, in the bus also. my goodness, after every awkward pause, you'll see me and hsuan te laughing our heads off and knocking them on tables and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the awkward stuff are like generated by others, but today i had a really embarrassing moment too. haha. After eating, we went to the toilet to pee. I was at the urinal nearest to the door for some reason. AND when i was peeing halfway, I TURNED BACK AND I SAW ELIZABETH YEE LOOKING IN!!!!!! I was screaming around in the toilet, like " NUGRAHA, CLOSE THE DOOR! CLOSE THE DOOR! " and pressed myself to the urinal like a total moron. Everyone laughed like mad. and laughed at her for being a peeping tom. she was like " I didnt mean to look inside" then kenneth phua was like " ya right." and i just stunned there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, another day in the life as a JC student. or more specifically VJC students. never a dull moment. unless you're doing comprehension in GP class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-111192305342903274?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/111192305342903274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=111192305342903274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/111192305342903274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/111192305342903274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-award-goes-to.html' title='And the award goes to...'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8253784759791176289</id><published>2008-07-09T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:45:34.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays.</title><content type='html'>Everyone in my class knows why wednesdays are my happiest days, catch me on a wednesday, and i'll probably be in a good mood. and today was no exception. just two things that have dampened my mood today, which includes something on the junior exco level and how some idiot tried to frame or i dunno how to say it do injustice to her. ya la, then everyone emo emo, then me and andrew just chill out relax one corner in the guitar room play guitar sing loud loud. i mean, at that moment i was like, i wanna punch that guy. but wadever for la hor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, received an email which further dampened my actually satisfactory mood. other than the fact i'm not studying for the last week or so. roarorar. i need to study! oh ya, the thing that made me abit zzz was the fact that i now am expected to be at every service, which means saturday night at edge, sunday morning for regional, sunday night for corporate, and friday nights for cellgroup. and that doesnt even include this week prayer and fasting, that means tuesday to thursday night. and prayer meetings every month, and regional worship meeting once a month, corporate worship meetings once a month too. AND if i'm on duty for sundays, i have to spend 2 hours of my saturday mornings. and for edge duty, i have to be there from 3. I AM NOT COMPLAINING. its just that my pastor says i have to be accountable for my whereabouts. which means for everyone of these meetings i miss, i have to tell him why.. but, is being tired an excuse, or i need to study a valid excuse too.. i dunno. maybe that's why me and my fellow leaders dun really wanna tell him, coz we dunno wad to say. I'm really not complaining, i enjoy(i cant honestly say all) but most of these meetings. and i know its my duty to be there whether i like it or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8253784759791176289?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8253784759791176289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8253784759791176289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8253784759791176289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8253784759791176289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesdays.html' title='Wednesdays.'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6768807204461925737</id><published>2008-07-08T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:55:51.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SHNjwCOjAhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C2jSRhh2quc/s1600-h/P4070867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SHNjwCOjAhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C2jSRhh2quc/s400/P4070867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220626069935292946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months of blackmailing, and whatnots. I'VE FINALLY GOT THIS! whee. K, note the invisible wall. and bimbo looks funny. haha. hope she doesnt see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6768807204461925737?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6768807204461925737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6768807204461925737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6768807204461925737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6768807204461925737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm-haha.html' title='Hmm.. haha.'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SHNjwCOjAhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C2jSRhh2quc/s72-c/P4070867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-483505385001451279</id><published>2008-07-05T08:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:26:33.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heya!</title><content type='html'>Long time no see. i've been away for quite awhile, doing who knows wad. mostly been playing computer though. :) &lt;br /&gt;my ct2 results so far are not bad, got back both my sciences and maths. erm, and i'm so tired out. i think i slept less this week then during cts last week. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dun really know wad to say here anymore, you really dunno who's looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-483505385001451279?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/483505385001451279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=483505385001451279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/483505385001451279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/483505385001451279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/07/heya.html' title='Heya!'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3193696450656506588</id><published>2008-06-18T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:26:23.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/facebook/apps/superwall/2008_01_10_made_cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/facebook/apps/superwall/2008_01_10_made_cookie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG! i threw them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3193696450656506588?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3193696450656506588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3193696450656506588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3193696450656506588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3193696450656506588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/cookie.html' title='cookie'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8962027871582957038</id><published>2008-06-17T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:34:44.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Those Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the many things up here,&lt;br /&gt;I thought too much of you girl.&lt;br /&gt;Tried so much to get a hold,&lt;br /&gt;unafraid of what's coming near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, messed up my senses.&lt;br /&gt;With your sweet defences.&lt;br /&gt;And you, have worn down my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those times, I couldn't get you out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Those times, I didn't know wad to do, I was banking everything on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contentment was just so outta place,&lt;br /&gt;with the state of mind i was in.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I relish and have no regrets, Coz i've made myself clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, messed up my senses.&lt;br /&gt;With your sweet defences.&lt;br /&gt;And you, have worn down my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those times, I couldn't get you out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Those times, I didn't know wad to do, I was banking everything on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for being strong&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for knowing,&lt;br /&gt;That it, was over before it began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew said i could write stuff about random things in life. But, i guess i've tried. hmm, but it just ain't good when there's no emotional attachment and stuff to the song. Gosh.. Now, i've got 2 songs dedicated to her. And they are both my best songs. This is the first song i managed to get out of the G key. haha and i played around with john mayer's "why georgia" chords. Thank God for this heavenly inspiration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8962027871582957038?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8962027871582957038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8962027871582957038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8962027871582957038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8962027871582957038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-times.html' title='Those Times'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-9138281104013402503</id><published>2008-06-16T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:00:56.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess this song and win a prize</title><content type='html'>什么天&lt;br /&gt;是它并且在什么月&lt;br /&gt;这个时钟未曾似乎很活&lt;br /&gt;我不可能跟上&lt;br /&gt;并且我不可能退&lt;br /&gt;却我是丢失的非常时间 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为它是您和我&lt;br /&gt;和所有有没什么的人&lt;br /&gt;民做没什么丢失&lt;br /&gt;并且它是您，并且我&lt;br /&gt;和所有人民和&lt;br /&gt;我为什么不知道&lt;br /&gt;我不可能保留我的眼睛您 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要说的所有事就是不出来 &lt;br /&gt;我跳开在内您得到了我顶头转动&lt;br /&gt;我不知道何处从这里去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 因为它是您和我&lt;br /&gt;和所有有没什么的人民&lt;br /&gt;做没什么证明并且它&lt;br /&gt;是您，并且我和所有人民&lt;br /&gt;和我为什么不知道&lt;br /&gt;我不可能保留我的眼睛您&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 现在有某事关于您&lt;br /&gt;我不可能相当推测 &lt;br /&gt;她的一切是美丽的&lt;br /&gt;她的一切是不错 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew wants me to learn mandopop. haha, but i'm too lazy. just throw everything to the internet translator man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-9138281104013402503?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/9138281104013402503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=9138281104013402503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9138281104013402503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/9138281104013402503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-this-song-and-win-prize.html' title='Guess this song and win a prize'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-4811698409931682719</id><published>2008-06-16T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:21:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CT2!</title><content type='html'>I just realised i had a long way more to finishing my syllabus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;-Vectors 5&lt;br /&gt;-DE 12.3&lt;br /&gt;-Maclaurin's&lt;br /&gt;-Curve sketching&lt;br /&gt;-Transformation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;-Electric Field&lt;br /&gt;-Electromagnetism&lt;br /&gt;-Thermal Physics 1,2,3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;-Group 7&lt;br /&gt;-Kinetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs&lt;br /&gt;-Everything except money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-4811698409931682719?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/4811698409931682719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=4811698409931682719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4811698409931682719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/4811698409931682719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/ct2.html' title='CT2!'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8043372314333759287</id><published>2008-06-14T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:36:24.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Songs. (:</title><content type='html'>These are my two favourite christian songs for the last few months. they are both in the pop-rock genre :) not only are the lyrics meaningful. The music arrangement is good, and the band is tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruin Me- Jeff Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BL29sBMyjs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BL29sBMyjs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arms Around Me- Hawk Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPpItv2qsEM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPpItv2qsEM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8043372314333759287?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8043372314333759287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8043372314333759287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8043372314333759287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8043372314333759287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-songs.html' title='More Songs. (:'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1353474467315552096</id><published>2008-06-13T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:39:26.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martina Mcbride- Anyway</title><content type='html'>OH my! i just watched this amazing video! So nice. I present to you. *Drumroll* Martina Mcbride- Anyway from American Idol 6, where she was a guest performer. Her voice is super powerful, one of the greatest country singers. she's pretty and she sings so well. Her husband's one lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZetFOjSMWKY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZetFOjSMWKY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great, but sometimes life ain't good&lt;br /&gt;When I pray it doesn't alway turn out like I think it should&lt;br /&gt;But I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;I do it anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwww. the last part is super funny when her daughter goes on stage to talk. She so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had a weird conversation with yinhong again. &lt;br /&gt;this time it was about giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her like why God create giraffes. They are like structurally unsound. If they fall, like quite weird right? It would be hard for them to get up.&lt;br /&gt;I liked her answer. " Coz giraffes are so pretty."&lt;br /&gt;haha. Anyone likes mosquitoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon,signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1353474467315552096?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1353474467315552096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1353474467315552096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1353474467315552096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1353474467315552096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/martina-mcbride-anyway.html' title='Martina Mcbride- Anyway'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5372830947154422412</id><published>2008-06-13T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:57:32.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana yori dango</title><content type='html'>I know its weird for a guy like me to watch japanese dramas, but haha. anyway, i just saw my valentine's day this year in the show la. haha. if you have 20 minutes to spare, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mysoju.com/hana-yori-dango-season-2/episode-5/part-2/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small boy so sad. got owned by the girl like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5372830947154422412?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5372830947154422412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5372830947154422412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5372830947154422412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5372830947154422412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/hana-yori-dango.html' title='Hana yori dango'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1565009108456820581</id><published>2008-06-12T19:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:34:52.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressions matter</title><content type='html'>I attended an 8 hours long workshop on the techniques and skills required to ace an interview. haha. So along the way, it somehow turned into a singles relationship crashcourse. It made alot of sense. so, you draw a triangle with A, C, and R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Affinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which essentially means yuan fen in chinese. And he said that affinity can be created. How so? Appreciate, also another A word comes into play. If you put in the effort to be sincere and appreciate people, then it'll be easy to gain some affinity, if that's even possible. Because people are made to think of him/herself as the most important part of their lives, which is true. But everyone wants to have people hear them out. So, if you become the listener, just keep quiet and let the other person be the center of your whole universe for that good few minutes, you've managed to be a friend. All in all, under this segment, it means not to judge people, and be nice to everybody, cause you'll never know what may come out of it. and people like to be appreciated.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality.. is like a train. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.destination360.com/asia/japan/images/s/japan-train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.destination360.com/asia/japan/images/s/japan-train.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which requires a common platform in order to meet. or something like that. see, if you and another person dont have a common platform, then you'll just be getting off at different stops right? then, there'll be no reality to the conversation or even the relationship for that matter. So, common platform means similarities. In hobbies, music, wadever. Always try to look for something to talk about. The best thing if in doubt, is to always ask about studying, coz that's wad all singaporeans do. and food? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://phillips.blogs.com/goc/telephone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://phillips.blogs.com/goc/telephone.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this the hard way. Hmm, i guess everyone kind of know what they expect and are expected to portray to people in terms of communication. Its like " i know, i konw, must be a good listener." but, to putting it into practice requires much more then just talk. It requires putting down ALOT of things. like ego, and emotions. When you're quiet, you cant be angry or sad or happy. you're just doing nothing. i mean if your facial expressions so powerful then can la. haha. Then, there's understanding. Listening doesnt translate to understanding. It means internalizing and integrating whatever that's going through your head and picking out things that are essential. So, you actually know what they are talking about. You dun wanna get caught spacing off when someone's having an emotional fit about something and you cant remember the details. If that happens, you've just lost a billion of points in that friendship. Lastly, i believe that good communication requires honesty. Yes. be honest to be trusted. And not telling the whole truth isnt honesty as well. Can you imagine when you've known somebody for such a long time, then only when something drastic happens that you find out something about that person? i mean, we cant really help it at times, but i guess also that's a way of learning about others. Cant really expect everyone you meet to pour out their guts within such a small period of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just wrote a whole GP essay on my favourite category. :) i hope something like this comes out for GP the following monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really wanna watch Kungfu panda. Anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1565009108456820581?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1565009108456820581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1565009108456820581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1565009108456820581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1565009108456820581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/impressions-matter.html' title='Impressions matter'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-8856708450348376350</id><published>2008-06-11T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:10:16.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tobymac - boomin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/24USgRNeQxc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/24USgRNeQxc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cool la, i got to hear his live album, alive and transported. This song's a fusion of funk and hiphop. I dun think lots of people listen to this kind of songs, but i intro you all la. (: &lt;br /&gt;he's really cool. he's 43 but look so young. actually, this song's ok only la, i just like the video effects for the song. and the breaks between parts and the variation of sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-8856708450348376350?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/8856708450348376350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=8856708450348376350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8856708450348376350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/8856708450348376350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/tobymac-boomin.html' title='Tobymac - boomin&apos;'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-3637474195492979567</id><published>2008-06-11T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:21:18.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a can of Milo</title><content type='html'>HAHA. i found the weirdest thing on a milo tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SE9STCIZDlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_oYJdMzOLCs/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SE9STCIZDlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_oYJdMzOLCs/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210473780834012754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked into the kitchen to get a cup of water, and looked up and was like !!!, its Calvin Kang! haha. i know he's like pretty famous now, saw him on newspaper a couple of times. Singapore's fastest man. He was a pretty funny guy in sec 1, then he moved to Singapore sports school in sec 2. oh well. haha. It's kinda weird coz there's a picture of him in my kitchen, and i'll be seeing him until all the milo inside is gone. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-3637474195492979567?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/3637474195492979567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=3637474195492979567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3637474195492979567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/3637474195492979567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-can-of-milo.html' title='On a can of Milo'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SE9STCIZDlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_oYJdMzOLCs/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1034042317671155554</id><published>2008-06-08T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T13:06:26.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A queer observation</title><content type='html'>Have any of you noticed the weird fashion choice people have nowadays? i dun mean to sound mean or wadever, but i have this really queer observation lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it started with my guitar teacher in charge, then some guitar girl, and today i saw at least 2 other people in church with the same dress sense. K, lets not keep you in suspense, but have you noticed these really weird clothes that make you look pregnant, or how should i put it?err, its the opposite of a waisthugging dress. ya.ya. not implying that it isnt nice. but maybe i need more time to get used to seeing them around. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that day at esplanade, Andrew was saying that my songs all very emo or something like that, and i should write happy songs. ya, so hear goes. i know its kinda silly typing lyrics down, but wadever la, my laptop is broken, i cant record anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing Under the Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cant sleep tonight, get out of there.&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath and a little fresh air, and a little walk down the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;If it takes all too long, get on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it down low, dig a little mambo, and maybe we'll go dancing,&lt;br /&gt;under the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, it beats having these crazy dreams tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, it beats counting sheep and stars today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahh, hey moona luna, you make me go ooh, yea.&lt;br /&gt;Dun leave so soon ah, coz we're gonna dance all night, &lt;br /&gt;under this moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dun shoot the moon down.&lt;br /&gt;Dun shoot the moon,&lt;br /&gt;dun shoot the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that, i am still in the midst of getting the chords down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song has nothing to do with my personal life or wadever, it's just random. and i dunno if this qualifies as a happy song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1034042317671155554?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1034042317671155554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1034042317671155554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1034042317671155554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1034042317671155554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/queer-observation.html' title='A queer observation'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6765842481900644289</id><published>2008-06-05T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:08:38.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Run/Jog/Walk</title><content type='html'>I dun really like to run. But yesterday i decided to meet up with andrew choo and run a   really long route. If you guys didnt know, i'm staying in Kembagan the whole week. And although its near the Mrt, there are no buses here. anyway, i jogged from kembagan through the park connector, all the way up to saint pat's to meet andrew. then we continued to jog, past vj, across the overhead bridge turn left, past alot of chalets and then restaurants, and past the lagoon and hawker centre, and then finally reaching bedok jetty. then back again.&lt;br /&gt;it took me 1 hour plus. but it was quite fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we're so going to do it again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this world is so connected its scary.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish saw my photos from Japan and was like ooh, geraldine went too. &lt;br /&gt;i was like ah, you know geraldine? then she was like, she has a sister named elain, my cousin knows her sister, i know her and she knows me, and my mother knows her mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6765842481900644289?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6765842481900644289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6765842481900644289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6765842481900644289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6765842481900644289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/longest-runjogwalk.html' title='The Longest Run/Jog/Walk'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1616437771669509215</id><published>2008-06-03T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:44:45.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Guitar Outing</title><content type='html'>Arh. my pictures are screwed up, they are all cut into halfs. i too lazy to go mend it or even post the rest of my trip now. so, if you wanna see the photos, just go to http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/ got 175 photos. so cope everything you want. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our first random guitar outing. ya, the basses and the primes. actually only got 7 of us la, coz 1 got pw, 2 fell sick. watched narnia. Caspian was a letdown. His accent destroyed his look, its like putting a terrorist voice to the pretty boy. destroyed his entire package man. They tried giving a middle-eastern feeling to him, but it failed horribly. makes the movie sounds like some budget malaysian movie. apologies to you malaysian folks, k. if you're malaysian, the above word is changed to singaporean k? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went over to esplanade to have our dinner at some cool japanese place la. and we did wad anyone would have done if they had a full stomache and very comfortable seats. GOSSIP! haha, actually not really la, just talking crap only. talk talktalk talk, then i missed my tuition time, so i called pam to tell her to cancel it. then we continued talking until it was like wad. 9.30. WHAT HAPPENED TO STUDYING! i dunno man. i shall coop myself up in the house for the next two days and mug like a hsuan te. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1616437771669509215?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1616437771669509215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1616437771669509215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1616437771669509215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1616437771669509215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-guitar-outing.html' title='Random Guitar Outing'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-7115378330194585422</id><published>2008-06-01T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T07:39:33.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan Trip</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick summary of the trip:) it was really fun but tiring at the same time, alot of moments of drama and just plain wacky laughable fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: &lt;br /&gt;that was the day at the airport i guess, the tour agency counts that as day 1, though we only spent 3 hours of that day for the trip. that includes going to school, then taking a bus to the airport, and hanging around in t3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My lovely bass section&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping off from the plane, we headed straight for our sightseeing portions of the trip, Which is a 2 hours bus ride to some bridge. That also means unglam photos of people sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0099.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0099.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bimbo lost her energy? or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0116.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bridge Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0120.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0120.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww. so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There, you can see the bridge here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Way to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the bridge place, we moved on to see the himeji castle. Which had alot of history and stuff. and it was a really long hike up to the top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0139.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0138.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll173/twh1990/IMG_0151.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a bunch of guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That marks the end of day 1&lt;br /&gt;shall post more when i come home later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-7115378330194585422?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/7115378330194585422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=7115378330194585422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7115378330194585422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/7115378330194585422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/06/japan-trip.html' title='Japan Trip'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1302731479946073369</id><published>2008-05-26T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:18:39.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny(Csus4) Guitar Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9d5Y1cmCQCs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9d5Y1cmCQCs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed it, here it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1302731479946073369?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1302731479946073369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1302731479946073369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1302731479946073369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1302731479946073369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/jennycsus4-guitar-concert.html' title='Jenny(Csus4) Guitar Concert'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5420075424899057283</id><published>2008-05-26T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:10:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight: Japan</title><content type='html'>Before i leave, i just thought i should leave a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like talking about my spoilt laptop.(which is an apple by the way)&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for it, and glad that it's the first time it died in 2 and a half years. however, i feel foolish for not backing up my project files for my songs. Now, i lost all of them.. roar. Which means i have to rerecord all my songs which will probably take me about 20 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wrote a song last week in preparation for 24/5/08, which was saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Crazy coincidence, coz the song i was writing is called a hundred days. then, i thought hmm.. 100 days. when is it from valentine's day? so, i counted and woah. its busking in the sun day. cool. aiya, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hundred Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch this plane, Fly 'cross these borders and plains&lt;br /&gt;If it means finding you at the end.&lt;br /&gt;I'll sail this boat, down this raging river,&lt;br /&gt;If it means you're at the end waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this goodbye now? Is this the end of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles may separate us, &lt;br /&gt;but my heart goes all the way.&lt;br /&gt;A hundred nights i'm thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;though a hundred days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm standing here waiting, for something,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm picking up pieces and pieces, they just dont seem to fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Look at the sky tonight. Do you see the stars up high?&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick one down for you. Fighting atmosphere and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the last time? is this the last goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a hundred odd days since vday, and i always wondered what would happen. apparently i found out that nothing would. However, am still glad in some kinda weird way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5420075424899057283?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5420075424899057283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5420075424899057283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5420075424899057283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5420075424899057283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/tonight-japan.html' title='Tonight: Japan'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1090594886994705330</id><published>2008-05-25T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:56:08.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busking in the Sun</title><content type='html'>busk in the sun. yesterday. orchard. wheelock. drama, check. tension, check. disappointment, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My band and i. planned it for a few days. foreseeing how it was supposed to be, how it was meant to be. yet, it wasnt. God used his divine intervention to prevent me from doing anything stupid, which i was going to do. Yet, i praise him even whether i win or lose, am satisfied or disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;you guys must be wondering wad the hell happened. Lets break it down for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My band planned to sing the song i wrote for a certain someone in the middle of orchard road, in front of many other VJ people. So, we used our means of networking to get everybody(guitar girls) to get her down. At this point, i would like to thank Yin hong and Stephanie for trying to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she did appear to come and support us. but out of the 6 songs, she was only there for the 1st and the 6th and final song. when the dedication song was the 5th song. yea.. when i went up to sing, jenny was like frantically on her phone asking yin hong to bring her back. and the girls were like, sing slower! she's coming! &lt;br /&gt;but, as timely as it could be. She only appeared back when i JUST finished the song. &lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank all of you there, those who were there, and knowing what was happening. I could see the sad faces on everybody, especially bk and jerm. haha. Thanks for being a part of something that didnt manage to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying much about it, and i realised as much as God can do anything, he also has the power to make anything as such. and i should never be disappointed coz God's plans are higher. I really like her, but wad can i do about it? other than trying my best to impress her, i dun really know. Now, i am changing my mindset. I'll impress God coz he is more than worthy. And i'll channel wadever energy i have thinking bout her into praying and blessing her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun wanna start preaching, but yea. God's time is the most timely time.&lt;br /&gt;Motto of it all, loud in faith, strong in resolve, silent in obedience, quick to submit. &lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1090594886994705330?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1090594886994705330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1090594886994705330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1090594886994705330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1090594886994705330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/busking-in-sun.html' title='Busking in the Sun'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-6148467561333747719</id><published>2008-05-24T08:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:27:28.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of reunions and practices</title><content type='html'>The last week of school is probably non-existent. 2 half days, and a full day off.&lt;br /&gt;and.. i didnt go to school on tuesday and monday was a public holiday. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;This wednesday was a wad i call a reunion day, i met lots of long lost friends. no la, haha. Some friends i last saw more than a year ago. Anyway, there was soccer finals against MJ, i initially wanted to go home coz there was band concert at night, but by some chance i went there in the end. At the stadium, Le dung, my buddy in sec 4 asked me if i was there and he came down to the VJ territory and sat down with me. then he called cherish down. cherish's my really good friend whom i got to know as my first 3 months classmate. and then dominic appeared too. another first 3 months classmate who is also cherish's current classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SDdexNREyoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/53jiyN1u6MA/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SDdexNREyoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/53jiyN1u6MA/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203732093917776514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, nug, dom, cherish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the kinda sad lost in the soccer game, i stayed back at the stadium to wait for joel foo to finish his SC stuff and we went off to marina to catch the VJCSB    &lt;br /&gt;in action. :D met up with so many of my batchmates, people were like looking at us and were like, wah, why so many people from different schools together. Got vj, tj, mj, acj all together. and not to forget reuel from cooking school. wad a mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SDdf5tREypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6GSsZFKhySA/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SDdf5tREypI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6GSsZFKhySA/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203733339458292370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin(my band major), Joel foo(the guy who plays tuba), Reuel(My sectionmate) and me. (i play drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept a couple of times during band concert.. and i missed dafril's piccolo solo. :(&lt;br /&gt;And for the last two weeks, i have never reached home before 9pm once. &lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to japan on monday, be prepared for a heck load of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-6148467561333747719?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/6148467561333747719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=6148467561333747719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6148467561333747719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/6148467561333747719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-reunions-and-practices.html' title='Of reunions and practices'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SDdexNREyoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/53jiyN1u6MA/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-1924120600297057454</id><published>2008-05-19T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:22:48.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts</title><content type='html'>So guitar concert is over. It was great, but knowing that everything is over kinda makes me feel really empty in a way. no more looking over in a certain direction during practice, no more stupid comments from retarded people. Just last week, i thought it would be great that guitar was over, so i can start studying, but it's just different now.&lt;br /&gt;That morning at macdonalds with the guitar people made us all really sad. at least for me.. when she left and said," i wont be coming for practice again. " and i just stared and waved bye to her. &lt;br /&gt;that emoness together with my flu made me kinda miserable today, so i kinda gave my mother some attitude. But, i was quite amazed at the fact that she didnt noticed anything was wrong. Shouldn't a mother know when to keep quiet, or be sensitive to their child's emotions? she just kept nagging at me for i dun even know wad while i was in the toilet stoning. And the best thing was when i came out of the toilet, she said " One day God will teach you a lesson. " i really wanted to scream i tell you. Why would a mother say that kind of things to their children. Not that i dun love my mum, i know i was in the wrong, but i forgot to take out my clothes out of my bag. What the heck. Gimme a break la. Can nag for 10 minutes because of that.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling very good this past week. Kinda lost.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-1924120600297057454?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/1924120600297057454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=1924120600297057454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1924120600297057454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/1924120600297057454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-2968331367903346264</id><published>2008-05-13T05:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T05:44:51.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A randomly insane day</title><content type='html'>Life's never dull in JC. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you have a bunch of boys in class. So, Benneo's birthday was on Sunday, so everybody celebrated his birthday yesterday.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi2rlYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oY6zZ182FVg/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi2rlYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oY6zZ182FVg/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199606629684719922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What was especially cool was walking into a computer lab with 18 balloons, the floaty ones all over the class.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi3WFYfsUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZuUtJ-UTKU4/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi3WFYfsUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZuUtJ-UTKU4/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199607359829160258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC life also includes the huge detours in our planned activities. I wanted to go home to like catch up my tutorials and stuff. But during the break, we were talking about rugby finals, and lo and behold, we ended up at the rugby finals which was between ACSI and SAJC. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi4RFYfsVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KWLbTXjZyCU/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi4RFYfsVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KWLbTXjZyCU/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199608373441442130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yup, 3 VJ kids lost in a sea of SA students. It was exciting man, a first for me. Rugby was a real man's sport, really makes you wanna scream "TAKE HIM DOWN! KILL HIM! PUNCH HIM! TAUPOK!!!!!" it gets even more exciting when they run into each other and they just fall flat on the ground in a concussion like state. On the whole, it was worth the trip down to padang to enjoy the game. However, the atmosphere kinda failed, SA brought their whole school, but i think 10 VJ counsellors would have outcheered them, very sad. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi5XFYfsWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-XDX3cZ8fdc/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi5XFYfsWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-XDX3cZ8fdc/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199609576032285026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Final Score: ACSI 21, SAJC- 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-2968331367903346264?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/2968331367903346264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=2968331367903346264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2968331367903346264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/2968331367903346264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomly-insane-day.html' title='A randomly insane day'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCi2rlYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oY6zZ182FVg/s72-c/DSC00111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4610441850221884707.post-5750631002672373640</id><published>2008-05-10T09:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:59:17.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from April</title><content type='html'>A picture speaks a thousand words ya? since i got my new phone, been taking lots of random photos, so i'll just put them all here la. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT68PM5DRI/AAAAAAAAADA/FYuK2f70uUw/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT68PM5DRI/AAAAAAAAADA/FYuK2f70uUw/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198555782672092434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a not very manly moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT7v_M5DSI/AAAAAAAAADI/VLrjCd4YV_w/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT7v_M5DSI/AAAAAAAAADI/VLrjCd4YV_w/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198556671730322722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job description of a quartermaster.&lt;br /&gt;another description would include this: 4 of me, makes a master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT9H_M5DTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6P4-j-osYzs/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT9H_M5DTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6P4-j-osYzs/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198558183558810930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck at camwhoring, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT9t_M5DUI/AAAAAAAAADY/O8wl3DEnZFQ/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT9t_M5DUI/AAAAAAAAADY/O8wl3DEnZFQ/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198558836393839938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cellgroup at VJC. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT-vvM5DVI/AAAAAAAAADg/6h3XK30S7lQ/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT-vvM5DVI/AAAAAAAAADg/6h3XK30S7lQ/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198559965970238802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. eh. not moving. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT_nfM5DWI/AAAAAAAAADo/6K01Ai3Vnxo/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT_nfM5DWI/AAAAAAAAADo/6K01Ai3Vnxo/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198560923747945826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCUAXPM5DXI/AAAAAAAAADw/039jJNURKLA/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCUAXPM5DXI/AAAAAAAAADw/039jJNURKLA/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198561744086699378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's worth a few thousand words right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4610441850221884707-5750631002672373640?l=cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/feeds/5750631002672373640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4610441850221884707&amp;postID=5750631002672373640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5750631002672373640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4610441850221884707/posts/default/5750631002672373640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheesybakedsalmon.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-from-april.html' title='Update from April'/><author><name>Waihong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15011463321830345679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-o6AhY17gYA/SCT68PM5DRI/AAAAAAAAADA/FYuK2f70uUw/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
