<?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-10152114</id><updated>2011-12-05T21:17:02.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Koh</title><subtitle type='html'>Ernest Koh's status quo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>disaff</name><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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-8902353046993411163</id><published>2011-02-04T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T15:14:11.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le27cop2WR1qfoso5o1_500.gif " imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src=" http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le27cop2WR1qfoso5o1_500.gif " width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-8902353046993411163?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/8902353046993411163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=8902353046993411163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/8902353046993411163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/8902353046993411163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-2420996574427038690</id><published>2007-08-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:45:04.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Asian Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiAfYJ2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2rSP13XkUno/s1600-h/SAM030607.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiAfYJ2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2rSP13XkUno/s400/SAM030607.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323840407512930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiAfYJ3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/ysTLqOVALFo/s1600-h/SAM032707.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiAfYJ3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/ysTLqOVALFo/s400/SAM032707.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323840407512946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiQfYJ4I/AAAAAAAAACA/0MZ7meDC8Ng/s1600-h/SAM061907.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiQfYJ4I/AAAAAAAAACA/0MZ7meDC8Ng/s400/SAM061907.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096323844702480258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secretasianman.com/archive.htm"&gt;Secret Asian Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-2420996574427038690?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/2420996574427038690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=2420996574427038690' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/2420996574427038690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/2420996574427038690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/08/secret-asian-man.html' title='Secret Asian Man!'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RrnHiAfYJ2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2rSP13XkUno/s72-c/SAM030607.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-3184127256271909417</id><published>2007-08-04T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:25:59.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pete I Wished I Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Quba72Xli8o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Quba72Xli8o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing! Pete Doherty befor the Libertines and Babyshambles infamy queueing in a line for an Oasis album.&lt;br /&gt;This is why Kate M fell for him... (apart from their habit of ODing and booze).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-3184127256271909417?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/3184127256271909417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=3184127256271909417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3184127256271909417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3184127256271909417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/08/pete-i-wished-i-knew.html' title='The Pete I Wished I Knew'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-7402590656360020887</id><published>2007-07-02T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:45:55.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Old Quickly</title><content type='html'>We're already swopping NS stories like seasons vets.&lt;br /&gt;One more to add to the conversation list of topics that guys talk about and girls don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;'The guys in the X-ray room are soo friggin faggy la... and they kept touching me...'&lt;br /&gt;'Then he rubbed the jelly on me and put the suction cups on my chest and I kept laughing so my ECG went off the charts and it screwed up the readings...'&lt;br /&gt;'I coughed and it shook...'&lt;br /&gt;'He stradled me and slapped my arm...'&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm PES B cause apparently I'm chubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-7402590656360020887?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/7402590656360020887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=7402590656360020887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/7402590656360020887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/7402590656360020887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/07/growing-old-quickly.html' title='Growing Old Quickly'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-3403623868271982525</id><published>2007-06-07T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T20:41:02.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/Rmf8xLVHvjI/AAAAAAAAABo/it5v52hLCD4/s1600-h/PBF212-Contamination_Zone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/Rmf8xLVHvjI/AAAAAAAAABo/it5v52hLCD4/s400/PBF212-Contamination_Zone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073301427041320498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.pbfcomics.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-3403623868271982525?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/3403623868271982525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=3403623868271982525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3403623868271982525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3403623868271982525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/06/www.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/Rmf8xLVHvjI/AAAAAAAAABo/it5v52hLCD4/s72-c/PBF212-Contamination_Zone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-3165376588669657246</id><published>2007-05-26T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T14:01:46.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords!</title><content type='html'>YES! Flight of the Conchords made it onto HBO!&lt;br /&gt;Check out the whole first episode &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/conchords//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And strain you ears for the best break up line ever, 'What I really want is an Australian. Maybe you guys know some?'&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious stuff!&lt;br /&gt;More of their youtube goodness below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0kNXNfAzxs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0kNXNfAzxs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/10152114-3165376588669657246?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/3165376588669657246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=3165376588669657246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3165376588669657246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/3165376588669657246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/05/flight-of-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords!'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-8408014053561964907</id><published>2007-04-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:10:56.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 6 Things Thingamajig</title><content type='html'>Never would I thought I would be doing this. &lt;br /&gt;It's such a teeny-bopper, narcissistic thing to do and it's such chain-junk mail worthy content. But here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you are supposed to do. Cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game. Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. At the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to do all in one shot so I'll do them one at a time and unleash this e-disease to one person after each post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am a pacificst. Most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;I was all about 'stop acting like a bawling baby and acting like you're cool with it when the big bullies take you things'. Still am, 'cept there are no more big bullies. &lt;br /&gt;As a result, I cornily like it when people (or characters for that matter) who are not supposed to get along, get along i.e, me getting to know this St Pat's guy on the bus, that sort of sentimental, idyllic, sometimes sappy, happy incidents. (Doesn't have to be a good ending though, the protagonist can still die in the end.)&lt;br /&gt;So I usually and uncannily end up like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiS4Kq2Vc-I/AAAAAAAAABY/iyHiNXhexHs/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiS4Kq2Vc-I/AAAAAAAAABY/iyHiNXhexHs/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054367175256929250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiS4M62Vc_I/AAAAAAAAABg/r2hfQP6C8Xg/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiS4M62Vc_I/AAAAAAAAABg/r2hfQP6C8Xg/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054367213911634930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can't seem to get the red bow off my head without people making noise, so I just leave it on and act stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. since one of the pictures was from Agne's camera, I'm taggin Agnes for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-8408014053561964907?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/8408014053561964907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=8408014053561964907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/8408014053561964907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/8408014053561964907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/04/6-things-thingamajig.html' title='The 6 Things Thingamajig'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiS4Kq2Vc-I/AAAAAAAAABY/iyHiNXhexHs/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-615866810106784012</id><published>2007-04-15T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:49:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ask you sir, which issue is more pressing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiIRQq2Vc9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ftk8_QJ_mHk/s1600-h/unknown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiIRQq2Vc9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ftk8_QJ_mHk/s400/unknown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053620709940884434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-615866810106784012?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/615866810106784012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=615866810106784012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/615866810106784012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/615866810106784012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-ask-you-sir-which-issue-is-more.html' title='I ask you sir, which issue is more pressing?'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RiIRQq2Vc9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ftk8_QJ_mHk/s72-c/unknown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-4604326897663642147</id><published>2007-03-13T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:23:54.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Scam Monthly</title><content type='html'>FROM THE DESK OF  DR. JERRY BERRY&lt;br /&gt;THE MANAGER OF AUDIT AND ACCOUNTING DEPT,&lt;br /&gt;BANK OF AFRICA (BOA)&lt;br /&gt;OUAGADOUGOU, BURKINA-FASO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAKE THIS APPEAL WITH THE UNDERSTANDING THAT ANY FACTS OR OPINION&lt;br /&gt;EXPRESSED BY ME ARE GIVING IN CONFIDENCE AND SOLELY FOR YOUR PERSONAL&lt;br /&gt;INFORMATION AND USE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am DR. JERRY BERRY the manager of bill and exchange at the foreignremittance department of my Bank. In my department I discovered an abandoned sum of US$12.5M,(Twelve Million, Five Hundred Thousand US Dollars) with account number 14-2558-5976 that belongs to one of our foreign customers who died along with his wife and only daughter in a plane crash of Alaska Airlines Flight number 261 which crashed on 31 January, 2000. You can read more about the crash on visiting this site http://www.cnn.com/2000/US/02/01/alaska.airlines.list/&lt;br /&gt;The owner of this account is Mr. Morris Thompson an American and great industrialist and a resident of Alaska. It is therefore upon this discovery that I now decided to make this  business proposal to you and for our bank to release the money to you. You have to follow the instruction which I will send to you as the next of  kin or relation to the deceased for safety &lt;br /&gt;and subsequent disbursement  since nobody is coming for it and I don't want this money to go into our bank treasury as unclaimed bill.&lt;br /&gt;The banking law and guidelines here stipulates that if such money  remained unclaimed after four years, the money will be transfered into the bank treasury as unclaimed fund. The money has now stayed more than four years and I am preparing documentaion to prove that this money has been transfered to our bank treasury. It will be between me and you only  that will know that the money is not transfered into our treasure.&lt;br /&gt;The request of foreigner as next of kin in this transaction is occasioned by the fact that the customer was a foreigner and a Burkinabé cannot stand as next of kin to a foreigner.In appreciation of your assistance, I am offering you 30% of the total  sum. 5% for contingencies (cost of transfer/other charges) likely to be incurred during the course of transaction, while &lt;br /&gt;the remaining 65% is for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon receipt of your reply, I will send to you by fax or email  the text of the application which you will complete and forward to our bank asking for this money to be paid to you as the next of kin to Mr. Morris Thomson. &lt;br /&gt;I will not fail to bring to your notice that this transaction is hitch-free and that you should not entertain any fear as all required arrangements have been made for the transfer. You should contact me immediately as soon as you receive this mail through the above email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTACT ME IMMEDIATELY  YOU CONSIDER MY &lt;br /&gt;URGENT &lt;br /&gt;REQUEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;DR. JERRY BERRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Response:&lt;br /&gt;Bukina-Faso eh? I used to study maps of your country in school. Give me the adresss and I'll come whoop your berry flavoured ice cream ass.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for his reply!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-4604326897663642147?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/4604326897663642147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=4604326897663642147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/4604326897663642147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/4604326897663642147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/03/mail-scam-montly.html' title='Mail Scam Monthly'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-5629461357399390076</id><published>2007-03-13T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:03:59.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Project Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbbKMzKR4Xs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbbKMzKR4Xs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Yeh and Gong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-5629461357399390076?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/5629461357399390076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=5629461357399390076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/5629461357399390076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/5629461357399390076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/03/pet-project-two.html' title='Pet Project Two'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-320110622478128674</id><published>2007-01-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:33:31.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venn Diagram 1.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RaziFc25AkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0PfNc3PV8DA/s1600-h/hp_scanDS_71162222120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RaziFc25AkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0PfNc3PV8DA/s400/hp_scanDS_71162222120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020636267884905026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-320110622478128674?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/320110622478128674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=320110622478128674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/320110622478128674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/320110622478128674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2007/01/venn-diagram-11_16.html' title='Venn Diagram 1.1'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RaziFc25AkI/AAAAAAAAABA/0PfNc3PV8DA/s72-c/hp_scanDS_71162222120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-2506493083162506176</id><published>2006-12-24T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:46:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RY3p4-IgUVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOg1kDPzBF0/s1600-h/icekacang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RY3p4-IgUVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOg1kDPzBF0/s400/icekacang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011919125293846866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-2506493083162506176?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/2506493083162506176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=2506493083162506176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/2506493083162506176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/2506493083162506176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RY3p4-IgUVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOg1kDPzBF0/s72-c/icekacang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-4663449999234403472</id><published>2006-12-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:22:33.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RYqKh-IgUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v-gxc0n-Ua8/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RYqKh-IgUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v-gxc0n-Ua8/s400/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010969851622084914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RYqKh-IgUUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QAaWAmneOBk/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RYqKh-IgUUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QAaWAmneOBk/s400/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010969851622084930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;As we were taking pictures with him, he was crapping on both of us. Daniel had to take a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-4663449999234403472?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/4663449999234403472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=4663449999234403472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/4663449999234403472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/4663449999234403472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/12/dirty-baby.html' title='Dirty Baby'/><author><name>disaff</name><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/_L-7n2BxfVuE/RYqKh-IgUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v-gxc0n-Ua8/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-328201570811950864</id><published>2006-11-30T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:47:27.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love freelance writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2226/1239/1600/322952/Picture%207.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2226/1239/400/30420/Picture%207.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if they spelt ernest as earnest. It's always a commom mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-328201570811950864?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/328201570811950864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=328201570811950864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/328201570811950864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/328201570811950864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-freelance-writing.html' title='I love freelance writing'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-310229332242941899</id><published>2006-11-29T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:38:53.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2226/1239/1600/973676/xmassufanstevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2226/1239/320/194392/xmassufanstevens.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-310229332242941899?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/310229332242941899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=310229332242941899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/310229332242941899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/310229332242941899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-116324690978189819</id><published>2006-11-11T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:08:29.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZO4bLuuYC8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ZO4bLuuYC8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/10152114-116324690978189819?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116324690978189819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116324690978189819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116324690978189819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116324690978189819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/11/pet-project.html' title='Pet Project'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-116170484911721613</id><published>2006-10-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:03:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of One R-Paper Man</title><content type='html'>As ORP Man trudges through the Communist jungle and swamps, he is warry of his impending tango with the evil chemical forces of the Chem R-Paper. &lt;br /&gt;Will he be worthy enough to decode the enthalphy change hieroglyphics? &lt;br /&gt;Will he fall prey to the curse of the benzene ring? &lt;br /&gt;Will he be held down by the mystical dative bonds? &lt;br /&gt;Will the cleavage of any covalent bond be enough to seduce him to the dark side?&lt;br /&gt;Will the mcqaze-gauntlet cause him to loose precious time and hairs?&lt;br /&gt;His 'A'im is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the ORP Man battle cry&lt;br /&gt;'Vanquish all ye chemical foes,&lt;br /&gt;for ORP Man will have no woes.&lt;br /&gt;He will slay all enthalphy enemies, heck those rules of Markovnikov's,&lt;br /&gt;he will kill all knights of Kp, break their Kalashnikovs!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Onward fellow RP Men! Onward!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-116170484911721613?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116170484911721613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116170484911721613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116170484911721613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116170484911721613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/10/adventures-of-one-r-paper-man.html' title='The Adventures of One R-Paper Man'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-116161786318392665</id><published>2006-10-23T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:37:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's the man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6ce00b3127cce98549cc9752a00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6ce00b3127cce98549cc9752a00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss SA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6ce00b3127cce98549ccaf41900000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6ce00b3127cce98549ccaf41900000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks cass for the pictures, my favourite photographer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-116161786318392665?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116161786318392665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116161786318392665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116161786318392665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116161786318392665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/10/guess-whos-man.html' title='Guess who&apos;s the man?'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-116135399512059721</id><published>2006-10-20T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:19:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/Picture%206.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/Picture%206.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churchill would be proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-116135399512059721?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116135399512059721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116135399512059721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116135399512059721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116135399512059721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/10/v-signs.html' title='V-Signs'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-116099893461557526</id><published>2006-10-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:42:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenshot on PW Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/Picture%203.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/Picture%203.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-116099893461557526?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116099893461557526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116099893461557526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116099893461557526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116099893461557526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/10/screenshot-on-pw-night.html' title='Screenshot on PW Night'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-116084412806593942</id><published>2006-10-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:42:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>I am back so bring out all your coloured streamers and party poppers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-116084412806593942?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/116084412806593942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=116084412806593942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116084412806593942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/116084412806593942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/10/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-115357316026529784</id><published>2006-07-22T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T20:59:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me? Or is it just you?</title><content type='html'>Heard at Jerry's last night, over starters of deep-friend mushroom and South of The Border,&lt;br /&gt;Mum: " I must say lah, you are quite good looking lah."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "-Oommpff!-"&lt;br /&gt;I choked on my salsa and avocado drenched kidney beans. &lt;br /&gt;I think she had too much red.&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, she didn't order any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard at nydc this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I met a certain 'Xia Hua' and her lunch buddy,&lt;br /&gt;And she first asked whether I knew about a certain intra-ex-class couple.&lt;br /&gt;And the she said: " Hey, you've slimmed down ah.."&lt;br /&gt;She's too young for wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-115357316026529784?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/115357316026529784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=115357316026529784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115357316026529784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115357316026529784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-it-just-me-or-is-it-just-you.html' title='Is it just me? Or is it just you?'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-115272415860870084</id><published>2006-07-13T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:09:18.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A proper sentence</title><content type='html'>Colourless green ideas sleep furiously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-115272415860870084?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/115272415860870084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=115272415860870084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115272415860870084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115272415860870084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/07/proper-sentence.html' title='A proper sentence'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-115227114480850257</id><published>2006-07-07T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:19:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Scam Montly</title><content type='html'>THE FIRST EDITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend, &lt;br /&gt;My name is Mr.Marthins Lawrence , I am the chief &lt;br /&gt;accountant of South Africa National Petroluem Corporation(S.N.P.C).and &lt;br /&gt;by my position,i was privileged to use my position to over invoice a &lt;br /&gt;contract by excess of Thirty two million U.S Dollars,and what i need &lt;br /&gt;now is a reliable and trust worthy Foreigner whom i will work in &lt;br /&gt;concert with,to pull out this excess money($32,000,000=00) which is &lt;br /&gt;already in a Escrow account waiting a beneficiary.I am not a greedy &lt;br /&gt;person by nature and as such we shall share the money on equal ratio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will handle all the documentation of the deal where necessary,which &lt;br /&gt;is risk free,I am so connected,and the deal will take only four banking &lt;br /&gt;days to conclude,depending on your coperation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a deal and &lt;br /&gt;must be treated as such.When you confirm your interest i will tell &lt;br /&gt;youthe next step.Please include your private telephone numbers in your &lt;br /&gt;reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in anticipation. &lt;br /&gt;Mr.Marthins Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;Chief &lt;br /&gt;Accountant &lt;br /&gt;S.N.P.C &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm an idiot. &lt;Or&gt; And I'm The President of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;Both interchangeable really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-115227114480850257?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/115227114480850257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=115227114480850257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115227114480850257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115227114480850257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/07/mail-scam-montly.html' title='Mail Scam Montly'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-115202306867283161</id><published>2006-07-04T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:24:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos from the coast</title><content type='html'>Slowly releasing photos, so you'll keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/IMG_0475.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/IMG_0475.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda lame when you catch someone reading the flight safety instructions, but hey, YOU read it too, admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/IMG_0515.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/IMG_0515.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, lounging on, campus commons&lt;br /&gt;seriously, we just HAD to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/IMG_0524.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/IMG_0524.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in UC Berkeley, there's this hidden little teddy bear in the banister of the oldest hall.&lt;br /&gt;it's sort of a little symbol of the U's mascot, the bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-115202306867283161?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/115202306867283161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=115202306867283161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115202306867283161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115202306867283161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/07/photos-from-coast.html' title='photos from the coast'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-115191866955662316</id><published>2006-07-03T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:25:36.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Rice Ulcer</title><content type='html'>At Katong Chicken Rice store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/DSC00232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid piece of food or just an ulcer in my throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/DSC00253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-115191866955662316?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/115191866955662316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=115191866955662316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115191866955662316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/115191866955662316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/07/chicken-rice-ulcer.html' title='Chicken Rice Ulcer'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-114917449995472736</id><published>2006-06-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:16:00.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore (idol) politics</title><content type='html'>i would like to draw your attention to today's S idol results show.&lt;br /&gt;what was with the lame 'let's go over to the judges table with Dan' thingy? it seemed like two seasoned NDP hosts doing NDP again, like 'let's go over to this heartland!' kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, my jaw fell when flo commented after jonathon leong was in,&lt;br /&gt;dan asked her 'so what do you think of singapore's choice?'&lt;br /&gt;flo:' i think singapore voted CORRECTLY..(mad cheers)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;defiition of correctness from wikipedia (they use the word 'testee' leh, hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In everyday use, the correctness of a statement is determined by whether or not it matches reality. People can think a statement is correct and be wrong. When scoring tests of knowledge where there is only one accepted answer for each problem, a device or person marks an answer as correct if it matches what the test designer has determined the testee should answer. It is common for one or more answers, thought at the time by the designer of a test to match reality, and to, at a later date, be shown to not match what can be observed, and therefore be unlikely to match reality. This often results in the mark for a testee's answer being changed from incorrect to correct at a later date. It is possible for neither the designer's, nor the testee's answer to be correct.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh? i'm confused, did the voters pass a test? did they get 2 out of 2? if it was a test, it would be the first time since i was 7 since i got full marks for any test. whoopee! singapore idol is really good man, got test to take and practice before mid years come! we did the right thing, we are men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss lian, freudian slip or whatever, this just says a lot about the singaporean mentality of a vote. i'm not out to poke fun or raise a big issue, but yeah, there's no correct or wrong in a vote. a choice is a choice, you may think it is right or wrong. and therein lies the problem of singapore. am i right, wrong or correct?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114917449995472736?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114917449995472736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114917449995472736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114917449995472736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114917449995472736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/06/singapore-idol-politics.html' title='singapore (idol) politics'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114629658491501122</id><published>2006-04-29T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T15:43:04.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a balmy Saturday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Why does posting have to be so hard? Let's examine why,&lt;br /&gt;Election Advertising Regulations-NO POLITICS&lt;br /&gt;Too much school work-NO TIME&lt;br /&gt;Too many thing to do, go, see, watch-heh, NO TIME&lt;br /&gt;Blogger 'Create Post' page is really stifling- when you've logged in and just start typing, NO FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ Drama Nite 06- It was preety ok, other than the fact that I was stuck next to a tall skinny giant with dry contacts that seemed to enjoy the chair and darkness more that the drama. I know I told some people that I really didn't find them good but after falling asleep in school u last night, yeh, it was good, money well spent. In my opinion, they did try too hard to stick to the cultural slang and expressions a bit too much but in the end RAW emotions were brough across and that was great.  Alex wanted me to say this so here goes:' We had soggy 711(store and more)  hainanese-hawaiian-chicken with hard crusty rice.' Only the ketchup-smothered pineapple were its saving grace and I hate pineapples and tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's playing on my good ole iPod? Which is also nicknamed 'good ole'?&lt;br /&gt;The Boy Least Likely To&lt;br /&gt;Volcano, I'm Still Excited&lt;br /&gt;Spoon&lt;br /&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I trying to go all boho, artsy-fartsy, writy-ansy, beatnik-hippie on you? NO! I like their music.&lt;br /&gt;S39, I am your Tickle-Me-Elmo Voodoo Doll, you poke me and I make weird noises and sometimes you don't even have to poke at all. But if you do poke and pinch me, I assure you a sound is what you will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peedoubleyew(say it really fast)- It's not as crappy as you think. The team building game was great fun, probably because we got the answer first (Holyday)! (No, there is no missing 'i' in the answer). But then again, PW serves to introduce you to the bureaucratic system of Singapore. There are a dozen acronymns and word limits and aims and objectives printed clearly everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I am rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114629658491501122?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114629658491501122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114629658491501122' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114629658491501122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114629658491501122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-balmy-saturday-afternoon_29.html' title='On a balmy Saturday Afternoon'/><author><name>disaff</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114629657412038980</id><published>2006-04-29T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T15:42:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a balmy Saturday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Why does posting have to be so hard? Let's examine why,&lt;br /&gt;Election Advertising Regulations-NO POLITICS&lt;br /&gt;Too much school work-NO TIME&lt;br /&gt;Too many thing to do, go, see, watch-heh, NO TIME&lt;br /&gt;Blogger 'Create Post' page is really stifling- when you've logged in and just start typing, NO FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ Drama Nite 06- It was preety ok, other than the fact that I was stuck next to a tall skinny giant with dry contacts that seemed to enjoy the chair and darkness more that the drama. I know I told some people that I really didn't find them good but after falling asleep in school u last night, yeh, it was good, money well spent. In my opinion, they did try too hard to stick to the cultural slang and expressions a bit too much but in the end RAW emotions were brough across and that was great.  Alex wanted me to say this so here goes:' We had soggy 711(store and more)  hainanese-hawaiian-chicken with hard crusty rice.' Only the ketchup-smothered pineapple were its saving grace and I hate pineapples and tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's playing on my good ole iPod? Which is also nicknamed 'good ole'?&lt;br /&gt;The Boy Least Likely To&lt;br /&gt;Volcano, I'm Still Excited&lt;br /&gt;Spoon&lt;br /&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I trying to go all boho, artsy-fartsy, writy-ansy, beatnik-hippie on you? NO! I like their music.&lt;br /&gt;S39, I am your Tickle-Me-Elmo Voodoo Doll, you poke me and I make weird noises and sometimes you don't even have to poke at all. But if you do poke and pinch me, I assure you a sound is what you will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peedoubleyew(say it really fast)- It's not as crappy as you think. The team building game was great fun, probably because we got the answer first (Holyday)! (No, there is no missing 'i' in the answer). But then again, PW serves to introduce you to the bureaucratic system of Singapore. There are a dozen acronymns and word limits and aims and objectives printed clearly everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I am rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114629657412038980?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114629657412038980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114629657412038980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114629657412038980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114629657412038980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-balmy-saturday-afternoon.html' title='On a balmy Saturday Afternoon'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114587008009224795</id><published>2006-04-24T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T17:17:13.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think...</title><content type='html'>If you think Edward is cute, he's a little clip to prove that he's more nuts. Courtesy of Tim Loke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RXMce4sCb6w"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RXMce4sCb6w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/10152114-114587008009224795?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114587008009224795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114587008009224795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114587008009224795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114587008009224795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-you-think_24.html' title='If you think...'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114571733533347939</id><published>2006-04-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:52:59.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Readers</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since ernestk updated this blog. Since then ernestk has evolved into a Busyman and yes, I will try to find some time to fit this blog in for him to update ( and to also change the tag board). Till then, sit tight and watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;- Miss Nawt Sew Beezee, ernestk's Personal Assistant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/jottodaythumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/jottodaythumb.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114571733533347939?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114571733533347939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114571733533347939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114571733533347939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114571733533347939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/04/attention-readers.html' title='Attention Readers'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114303171361226607</id><published>2006-03-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:54:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$10 Sale!</title><content type='html'>Hello, Ernest Koh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for ordering from Threadless.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your order number is 29***50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE NOTE! Due to the sale we are currently having, your order&lt;br /&gt;may take an unusually long time to process. Your order may ship&lt;br /&gt;the same day it is placed or it may take an additional 1-2 WEEKS&lt;br /&gt;to ship. This is due entirely to the sheer volume of orders we&lt;br /&gt;receive during sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be sending you another email when we ship your order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 x $10.00 2X Large Gold Nuts! Guys Tee&lt;br /&gt;1 x $10.00 2X Large Natural Lemuria Guys Tee&lt;br /&gt;1 x $10.00 2X Large Natural Potassium Alkaline Guys Tee&lt;br /&gt;1 x $10.00 2X Large Green Pandamonium Guys Tee&lt;br /&gt;1 x $10.00 2X Large Light Blue Consumable Guys Tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shipping: $20.00&lt;br /&gt;Total: $70.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To check the status of your order, please visit:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.threadless.com/orderstatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You For Ordering!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114303171361226607?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114303171361226607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114303171361226607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114303171361226607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114303171361226607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/03/10-sale.html' title='$10 Sale!'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114249706937808901</id><published>2006-03-16T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:19:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>Yes, after seeing tagboard so graciously begin to function again, I felt it was time to update.&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not to appeal and I am smashingly happy in this JC in the East. Yes, recreation frisbee and the Writer's Circle (Do the Write Thing) will probably be my two CCAs, including BB. The circle is amazing I tell you, shall post more stuff on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;And yes more big changes, I got a mobile phone after years of enslavement and fighting. Have to have the number? I really don't look foward to weirdos ringing me up so yeh, just ask me for it.  &lt;br /&gt;My class is amazing, first day I met them and we went to watch Wolf Creek and later danced at Suntec. Nothing like a bit of stupid horror to get to know people better. Then just last night, 13 of us squeezed ourselves into 2 bedrooms to spend the nigt. There was the 'Sleep with the Light On' Room and the 'Slept Later' Room. As a night owl, I obviously felt better in the latter/later. Anyway, it was 4 guys and 2 girls on 2 beds with 3 pillows, 4 small blankets and a sleeping bag. I think we spent two hours just fighting over the stuff and I somehow woke up with Colgate on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Saints.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we tried to imitate 'Cheena Piangs' with their extra Zs at the end of every word like HIZ and YOZ and WAH LAOZ EHZ and FRENZ.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the open canteen.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the 'slawbelly-bahnana' ice thingamajig at the drinks store.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when we laugh at teachers screwing up IT lessons and not being able to tell the two sexes apart during a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;I miss 'Later Later' Matthew and Xiao Hua. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Aunty Cassie and Yogi Bear/Dead Fish Siyu.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the entire KCP gang.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my new boss and the next S'pore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the terrible lectures.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the motherly econs teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the PE lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114249706937808901?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114249706937808901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114249706937808901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114249706937808901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114249706937808901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114130773856752165</id><published>2006-03-02T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:55:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appeal to VJC Science</title><content type='html'>Dear Mrs Chan Kah Gek, Principal of Victoria Junior College,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to appeal to Victoria Junior College. I have an L1R5 of 6 and a CCA grade of A1. I have placed RJC Science Stream as my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;O Please dear God, don't make me do it. Many people think I am nuts to place RJ as my top choice. Maybe it got to my head too fast or I'm just plain stupid. They ask how could I betray the Victorian Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say there is no such thing in VJC and I am inclined to believe them. I think that 6 pts is surely a fluke shot and let's face it, RJ does offer more oppurtunitities to excel and have fun at the same time. It's also closer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do now is wait. &lt;br /&gt;I hate to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out my flickr page here for photos:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/ernestk/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114130773856752165?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114130773856752165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114130773856752165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114130773856752165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114130773856752165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/03/appeal-to-vjc-science.html' title='Appeal to VJC Science'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-114087220001178659</id><published>2006-02-25T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:56:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging much. I'm trying to spend as much time as possible with CG 12 be it at lectures or just out having fun. More posts as soon as I clear my list of 20 things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114087220001178659?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114087220001178659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114087220001178659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114087220001178659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114087220001178659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-havent-been-blogging-much.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-114000069642248083</id><published>2006-02-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:51:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Bad) News</title><content type='html'>Looks like my other grandfather is 'very sick' in his nursing home. He says 'its the end of his days'. I don't have much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-114000069642248083?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/114000069642248083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=114000069642248083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114000069642248083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/114000069642248083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-news.html' title='(Bad) News'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113958303369596500</id><published>2006-02-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T22:50:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>I'm shocked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113958303369596500?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113958303369596500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113958303369596500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113958303369596500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113958303369596500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113948317653974889</id><published>2006-02-09T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:40:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CG 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6dc26b3127cce98548f0b2ac200000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6dc26b3127cce98548f0b2ac200000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra, Sharlene and Megha. Sorry fellas, I know Shar IS cute, but she's taken by ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6dc26b3127cce98548fe0ab1900000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6dc26b3127cce98548fe0ab1900000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Matthew,true blue SAS boy. Here the guys are sleeping in Chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6dc26b3127cce98548fd6ab2f00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6dc26b3127cce98548fd6ab2f00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;And there's Li Li. In the background is the slot gambling machine in SAJC. IR? What IR? A sucker will get some of his coins eaten up by the vending machine and you just have to watch him kick the machine and keep turning the return knob. Then you spring into action. With a few 10 cent coins, you should be able to get at least 1 whole dollar out! Michael and I are pros. We're also laughing in the background. I think we're laughing at Michael cause he was all excited about getting in touch with his ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6dc26b3127cce98548feeab1700000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6dc26b3127cce98548feeab1700000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;... inner Cedarian! Everyone has it in us, we just need the beautiful blue blouse and green tie to bring it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6dc26b3127cce98548ff2ab0b00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6dc26b3127cce98548ff2ab0b00000017108AYsXLZw2atz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Have fun at school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113948317653974889?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113948317653974889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113948317653974889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113948317653974889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113948317653974889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/cg-12.html' title='CG 12'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-113948167590558943</id><published>2006-02-09T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:43:40.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tomorrow comes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/IMG_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/IMG_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/IMG_0152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it, tomorrow afternoon I will look at my life in a totally different way.  In case you've been cooped on some hermit island or your'e just a Mongolite or !Kung Bushmen more preoccupied with your deer, tomorrow is when the 'O' Level results will be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all foreign readers, exam scores are really important here on this sunny island. Competition is fierce and having bad 'O' results is just as bad as a criminal reccord (kidding). But yes, it is unerving.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Exciting isn't it? I'm wearing my lucky VJ shirt and I'm not going to think about it anymore. Please please, do stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113948167590558943?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113948167590558943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113948167590558943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113948167590558943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113948167590558943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-tomorrow-comes.html' title='So tomorrow comes.'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113880858063410352</id><published>2006-02-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:48:31.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My DIRTY little secret</title><content type='html'>Dirty, literally. Today I had an incident in the toilet. I will use keywords and YOU let your imagination run wild. It was not really my fault anyway, I just added to the problem and it probably PISSED the cleaner off. I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet bowl. Toilet paper. Stuck. Urgent. Pee. Flush. Flush again. And again. Flood(at least I think it did). Run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113880858063410352?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113880858063410352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113880858063410352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113880858063410352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113880858063410352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dirty-little-secret.html' title='My DIRTY little secret'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113860441483484840</id><published>2006-01-30T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T15:00:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerds UNITE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/zoomnerds.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/zoomnerds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the CNY break, lots of time to study!&lt;br /&gt;NERDS UNITE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113860441483484840?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113860441483484840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113860441483484840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113860441483484840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113860441483484840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/nerds-unite.html' title='Nerds UNITE!'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-113803006286375736</id><published>2006-01-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:27:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumors, schumors!</title><content type='html'>Just heard a wild rumor. So I better hit the DISCLAIMER button. DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER Did anyone get those MOE teaching letters about taking a teaching career with MOE? Rumor has it that you'll get it if your L1R5 is 12-20. Wait! Did they use Prelims or your actual O's results? Arrghh! Rumor has it that MOE has sent out letters based on the O' Level results! I am pissing in my pants right now I tell you. But you must understand that this spread with SMS and IM wildfire. It can be true or some idiot's way of freaking out almost all J1 students. Stay tuned for the results in the week of 6-10 Feb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113803006286375736?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113803006286375736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113803006286375736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113803006286375736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113803006286375736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/rumors-schumors.html' title='Rumors, schumors!'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113725318687107881</id><published>2006-01-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:39:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog?</title><content type='html'>Well, one night, my mom caught me doing up the blog and she picked up on it. She started chatting with others about the linked blogs and one thing lead to another. Announcing the debut of &lt;a href="http://thekohfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;The Kohs&lt;/a&gt; blog! The first post is a newsletter recapping last year. Do check it out and tell me what you think! (it is kinda weird)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113725318687107881?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113725318687107881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113725318687107881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113725318687107881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113725318687107881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-blog.html' title='Another blog?'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113664356105529415</id><published>2006-01-07T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:36:55.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A link to tiffyvonn inc</title><content type='html'>http://tiffyvonn-inc.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;A must for all girls out there!!&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany is from my OG and her site here is really impressive. I almost thought it was an actual site and she even sends out e-mails that do look rather interesting. So check her site and stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;"hello everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffany loh here. i just finished my o levels and currently trying out something, which is to sell earrings that i have made myself. i've always been interested in making and selling my own earrings and accessories, and since now i have the time, i just want to try it out. i hope you all can give me your support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've only made a few at the moment and will be making more soon. so if you are interested, you can go to tiffyvonn-inc.blogspot.com to view some of the earrings i've made. if you like what you see and would like to purchase one, you can email me tiffy.co@hotmail.com or tiffyvonn.inc@gmail.com to order, and i will get back to you on how to collect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your support and time!! hope to hear from you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113664356105529415?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113664356105529415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113664356105529415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113664356105529415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113664356105529415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/link-to-tiffyvonn-inc.html' title='A link to tiffyvonn inc'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113662005839146622</id><published>2006-01-07T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T16:05:12.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflect or Refract</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/075.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/075.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/042.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the banana muffin digested and egested, I start the morning (or afternoon) with an apple and rasin muffin, thanks to dan's mum. Wonder where they got it from, they taste great both in the morning and night.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's to summing up SAJC's orientation.&lt;br /&gt;The last day was pretty much preparation and having a blast at the finale. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.standrewsjc.moe.edu.sg/images%202006/Finale1.htm&lt;br /&gt;Photos there if any are interested (I doubt so though).&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes Indian Dance, Chori Chori. I thought it was wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all, the lights were turned off in the hall and it became a big dance floor-cum-mosh pit with live music and over the AV system. The band even played One Way. I guess this is a good way to prepare for Franz Ferdinard comming Feb 16. (Anyone interested, drop me a mail.)&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of all this, what do we get?&lt;br /&gt;Orientation may be the most fun I've ever had with strangers my entire life. But when mid Feb comes and the results of the big Os come, do I really want to stay here at SAJC? The main objective of any orientation is to welcome you to their family and SA have really done a good job. But will fun and friends affect my choice of school? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when lectures start next week (hoping to crash interesting ones like Lit and Art), I'll have less time to think about this and a better understanding of SA's environment.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a new school year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, call me up and hear my new sexy deep voice! I think I have due to several factors, as listed below,&lt;br /&gt;1) Eating about half a box of Hawiian Nuts covered in Chocolate from the neighbours&lt;br /&gt;2) Running around in sch trying to escape a mad mosquito fogging gas cloud&lt;br /&gt;3) Cheering my lungs out&lt;br /&gt;4) Screaming ONE WAY! JESUS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I COULD LIVE FOR.&lt;br /&gt;5) Pigging out a Macs last night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113662005839146622?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113662005839146622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113662005839146622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113662005839146622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113662005839146622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/reflect-or-refract.html' title='Reflect or Refract'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113656800172627810</id><published>2006-01-07T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:46:37.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See for Yourself (You Lazy Bums, bums, butts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6df27b3127cce9854883c663400000027109Qat2jJw4Q.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6df27b3127cce9854883c663400000027109Qat2jJw4Q.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the rest of the male SA population,I am officially retarded. Me getting certificate from Retarded Idiots (RI) next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/47b6df27b3127cce9854883e663600000027109Qat2jJw4Q.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/47b6df27b3127cce9854883e663600000027109Qat2jJw4Q.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BC group imitating our discussion topics, her 'good' friend and the pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/DSCF0133.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/DSCF0133.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, ten fries in my mouth, Cynthia only manages one nugget. I salvage my ego after the loss in the biggest mouth stage game.(I only manage 7 measly marshmallows.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about bhangra and Christian rock concerts tomorrow. Have to let banana muffin digest first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113656800172627810?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113656800172627810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113656800172627810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113656800172627810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113656800172627810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/see-for-yourself-you-lazy-bums-bums.html' title='See for Yourself (You Lazy Bums, bums, butts)'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-113656709875871840</id><published>2006-01-07T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:16:13.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Words</title><content type='html'>Two Words&lt;br /&gt;photobucket.com/albums/b334/dunchnoanithin-/SAINTALDEIA/&lt;br /&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/pictures?a=67b0de21b3364f5c2594&amp;sid=9Qat2jJw4YXQ&lt;br /&gt;please note that I was not in the best of moods. I used up 2 packets of tissue and 1 big packet the whole day. that would explain any red-noses  you see, no,they're not leftovers frm xmas. and yes, i was trying to act dumb in some(all) of them.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113656709875871840?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113656709875871840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113656709875871840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113656709875871840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113656709875871840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/two-words.html' title='Two Words'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-113637350812816104</id><published>2006-01-04T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:18:28.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me dance? Never, NO!</title><content type='html'>After a month-long hiatus (don't you just love the word?), I have loads to blog about. Today was day 2 of Saintaldeia or in other words, the SAJC orientation. Met many other people from rosyth such as Cynthia, Samuel, Weiying, Indra, Yi Xiang and still yet to find Daryl Leong. Yes, he's still that pimply tall foul-mouthed idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the inevitable event of any jc orientation is the mass dance. (Que hystrical cheers.) Before anyone gets twisted ideas of the chicken dance, the SA dance is sort of a lindy-hop 40s couples dance. And weirdly enough, the girls greatly outnumbered the boys. Anyway, the dance is based on a lot of kicks and step-backs and shaky hands for that jazzy vibe. My dance partner was Shu Hui from SCGS, (I'm not quite sure of the spelling but the 'Shu' is Xsomething), the point is she reassured she would not eat me. So everyone slowly got into the groove. The final say at the end of the day is that we were too tired to dance anymore, but almost everyone was looking for more. &lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to get back to my egg and cucumber sandwich(look at The Importance of Being Ernest for the symbolic sandwich eater)! Oh yeh Char, if you can go and add some links in under my links row, that would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113637350812816104?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113637350812816104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113637350812816104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113637350812816104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113637350812816104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2006/01/me-dance-never-no.html' title='Me dance? Never, NO!'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-113324804738434000</id><published>2005-11-29T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:07:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil' late</title><content type='html'>In line with my past post-exam activities which include&lt;br /&gt;1) Going to the library&lt;br /&gt;2) Watching a movie with people you don't really know&lt;br /&gt;3) Playing badminton in the hot sun in uniform with peope you wished you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;, I really had no other choice for my fourth 'activitiy' except to do &lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The end of a big exam is really anti-climatic. Always compile a physical list of post-exam activities before the last day ends. And don't kid yourself by reassuring yourself that better time can be used for study rather than compiling the list or mentally remembering the list. It doesn't work especially if you have the hapless memory of a goldfish in a bowl. &lt;br /&gt;And blog manager, if you're reading this, you're hired! I can't get the stuff on the right column to appear at the top, its at the bottom together with my rotting previous posts. So please HELIP HELIP ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-113324804738434000?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/113324804738434000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=113324804738434000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113324804738434000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/113324804738434000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/11/lil-late.html' title='A lil&apos; late'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112885361571815565</id><published>2005-10-09T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T18:56:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/map1.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/400/map1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was messing around with Google's latest app and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;I had to trace my route all the way from school back home. VS is easy to find becuase its along the East Coast near a super big pond thingy. Looks like it pays to stay awake on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of Paint, I kinda had fun labelling everything around my neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;A-St Gabriel's Primary School (the old Rosyth)&lt;br /&gt;B- Believe this, some hick that stays here owns four houses along here. Actually thery're not homes, they're just really large run-down store houses where he puts all his junk. He looks like a eccentric millionaire with rubber boots and the cheerfullness of a really pissed off postman, with rubber boots. I'm actually eyeing the plot of land, trying to develop it into a spanking new pad for me when I actually turn into an eccentric millonaire. Wish me luck, it'll be hard cozying up to him.&lt;br /&gt;C- Two pink houses I ask EVERYONE to look out for before they turn left into the road.&lt;br /&gt;D- Ah.. Home Sweet Home. Its the corner unit that juts out very akwardly. If you look closely you can see the group of palms in bottom right of the unit and the trumpet shaped grass patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/map1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/400/map1.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Tah Dah...Victoria School, being constructed. Now I seriously doubt how up-to-date this thing is. Fears of any terrorists trying to bomb the friggin Siamese white elephants of an MRT Station are put to rest. Just imagine:&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist A: Ok ok, we are all ready.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist B(driving): Wait a minute. What the..? This wasn't on Google Earth! Where did that uncompleted 'Security Post' outside the Embassy go? Its completed! Ah, we have failed!&lt;br /&gt;I declare Google Earth safe for everyone to use.&lt;br /&gt;B- The big pond thingy. Where we run(walk) our 2.4 km.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112885361571815565?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112885361571815565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112885361571815565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112885361571815565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112885361571815565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/10/google-earth.html' title='Google Earth'/><author><name>disaff</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112814553516209636</id><published>2005-10-01T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:45:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramble Shramble</title><content type='html'>Ever came to one point in your day where you meet someone that has some choice over the course of the rest of your day? Sure you have. Ever developed an opinion on the person based on his choice; the choice that will affect you?&lt;br /&gt;OK, this calls for an example.&lt;br /&gt;Say, the cleaner is mopping the floor in school, and you know he doesn't like people stepping on his freshly chlorinated floors. So this time, the entire narrow strip of corridoor is wet and you need to pass but you have to step on it. The cleaner looks up at you and he can give you 2 responses:&lt;br /&gt;1) Boy, don't step ah prease!&lt;br /&gt;          or&lt;br /&gt;2) Go ahead, go ahead, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;          and you develop two different types of opinions based on his response:&lt;br /&gt;1) What a lonely old man!&lt;br /&gt;          or&lt;br /&gt;2) What a nice old man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is why can't we ever be neutral on something. Not facts or funny issues like abortion or what-have-you-stem-cell-research. I'm asking questions about why feelings can't be neutral. Why can't we have a lah-dee-dah attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to develop first impressions of people immediately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112814553516209636?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112814553516209636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112814553516209636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112814553516209636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112814553516209636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/10/ramble-shramble.html' title='Ramble Shramble'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112710228801819691</id><published>2005-09-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T12:00:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind Everyman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/behindeveryman_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/behindeveryman_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this up not too long ago. For anyone with a phobia of books and looking like a nerd with your nose burried in any book, this book is for you. It's also mainly for guys and for girls who want to get inside the mind of guys. Israel has an interesing form of writing, he uses the second person perspective and some will get a kick when it reads, 'You (insert some wildly good thing that can happen to you here that you know will never happen).' It makes the whole book seem a bit R. L. Stiney with the you know, " Choose you Adventure" story books that we read as kids.&lt;br /&gt;It's only about 100+ pages long and I finished it in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Check out his site, (girls find him insanely good looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidisrael.net"&gt;Behind Everyman by David Israel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112710228801819691?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112710228801819691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112710228801819691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112710228801819691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112710228801819691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/09/behind-everyman.html' title='Behind Everyman'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112410127456498340</id><published>2005-08-15T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:21:14.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral</title><content type='html'>Obviously we all want to be Casanovas or Eunice Olsens (maybe not) for the oral exams.&lt;br /&gt;Something smart like a smug mug while trying to impress them. Maybe some Sherlock Holmes deduction that goes a little like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me, You (whatever): Oh a very grand afternoon dear teachers. Lovely weather isn't it? May I take a seat? Thank You. I can deduce that you have just went for a manicure at Nails Spa and used the Ripe Rose Red on your nails and you my fine, sir, have just gotten your very dear girlfriend a silver braclet form Soo Kee.&lt;br /&gt;Examiners: Good Heavens! How did you ever know? Pray tell. (He must be some smart alec Sherlock!)&lt;br /&gt;Examinee: Oh, elementary my dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it doesen't work that way at all.&lt;br /&gt;But you can have a go at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112410127456498340?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112410127456498340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112410127456498340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112410127456498340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112410127456498340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/08/oral.html' title='Oral'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112364981724498282</id><published>2005-08-10T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:56:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP</title><content type='html'>I think the cameramen at NDP had a really fun time this year. Messing up with everyone. I bet they have a game going on. The aim is to see how long they can get a image of a person/s up on the big screen and trying to keep it on for as long as possible without the person/s noticing and pointing/laughing/shielding away from/waving. But one of them had drastic results, during the singing of the national anthem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112364981724498282?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112364981724498282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112364981724498282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112364981724498282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112364981724498282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/08/ndp.html' title='NDP'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112298532749388745</id><published>2005-08-02T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:22:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>So I didn't get killed yesterday. But it seems like MSN 'love' is very commonplace.&lt;br /&gt;I got a shock when I lost the $50 i brought to school today went missing. Usually I carry an avergae of $2.35 to school a day. So $50 was like so fun. But really, it was supposed to be for physcis tution for Mr Tik later.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when it first got missing, I really thought Shao, Ben and 'YO YO' Kyne took it.  When they really started getting worried about whether I was going to strip search them, I had other suspects in mind. Nasrul was so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end of the day, finally, eventually, in the long run, at the last lap, the eleventh hour, overall, in conclusion, the blue crisp face of Yusof Ishak some how landed back in my wallet. He was folded up in such a small space of the back pocket that I could have sworn he was kissing his own forehead in there. IS THIS ANYWAY WAY TO TREAT A LATE PRESIDENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had physics tution with J. Tik. It was pretty ok. The Pepsi Ice he served was so ... crisp and something. It was like blue voldka running down your throat and running up your spine to your already throbbing head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on, there is no more GWOT but SAVE. Give you a clue, SAVE is ironic becuase the first letter of his key phrase now sound like he's drowning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112298532749388745?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112298532749388745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112298532749388745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112298532749388745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112298532749388745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/08/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112289055854721161</id><published>2005-08-01T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T18:02:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>I'm starting out on a bad note here. A lot of people are so terribly bright and cheery in their blogs. So I'd thought I'd buck the 'feel-good' 'honey-funny' norm. You have been warned. Don't continue reading unless you really want to and (maybe) if you're a guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my underwear the wrong side on today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Right now probablly Aizad and half the class is going "No wonder he was so testy today." And yes Aizad, thats' why it was itchy.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really extend a sincere apology to people like Zhi Zhao, Roy (who probably won't even read this, so that's the point, something I give them, but they just won't actually get it from me) and Chris for being so testy today. &lt;br /&gt;But it was really bad. &lt;br /&gt;It was a pair of boxer shorts with a little button in the middle along the front seam downwards. That and the perpetual problem of getting them in a bunch is the worst underwear freak accident ever for a guy. So there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Clement digging his nose after school, in his aunt's pinky-purplish Merc after school, while on the way to the vet (sick dogs go to thevet don't they?). If we were playing 'I-Spy' (I Spy with my little eye, something that starts with C and the sound is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cer&lt;/span&gt;) , I would have won like 13200 (which is also the amount of Swedish Kornor a wooden Scandinavian pen costs, 13200 SEK =S$2,844.92, must go check again!) points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Straits Times' SundayLife Section carried a NY Times article about a SMS relationship. Something along the lines of technology and how it manages to screw everything up for us. Although I don't have a handphone, I have my fair share of relationships that involve screens and keyboards(GASP!IS THIS TRUE?) Yes, MSN Messenger is the best and worst thing for me. There have been two such 'flings' and they have crashed. The thing is its mainly about two 'strangers' (very loose term here) that just try and act adult and all. But I'm always the kid that doesn't want to grow up too fast and the doubtful one that just screws everything up for myself! (like you didnt know that already, I mean, I cant even wear my underwear properly!)So to the two girls who probably blew me off, and probably don't read this anymore, no hard feelings right? You can take turns at trying to haunt me down a la &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER &lt;/span&gt;. So the order of haunting is whoever was 'with' (so very loosely defined term again, and one I didnt think I'd use in this context) first gets to hound me with hate mail first. You two know who came first in line for the 'Ernest Koh- Most boring ride of your Life' Ride right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line, literally and figuratively is: please don't use technology as a 'would you like to watch a movie together soon' or a 'i like you ;););)'message sender thing. Please don't ever do it. It could change your life or end it. A good example would be if you read the front page of the news tomorrow and see '16 year old boy killed yesterday' as the headlines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112289055854721161?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112289055854721161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112289055854721161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112289055854721161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112289055854721161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/08/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112264513629062686</id><published>2005-07-29T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:52:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>none</title><content type='html'>Just a thought for people thinking of claiming independence as a nation.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get complicated flag designs.&lt;br /&gt;I really pity the kids in Brazil and Guam. They have to draw and colour in intricate symbols and stuff in their flags that they attact onto flimsy straws. You're probably pretty poor and can't afford printed flags either. You might think the US flag design is pretty dumb too with the a star for each 50 states. But its terribly ingenious. Just  pre-print the 50 stars and stripes and colour in! And since their kids, its ok to colour a bit over the lines all in the spirit of patrotism. Anyway, here's a website about how national flags actually can be used to represent information. Flags for thought. Problem is, I can't find it at the moment though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112264513629062686?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112264513629062686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112264513629062686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112264513629062686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112264513629062686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/none.html' title='none'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112204031870082576</id><published>2005-07-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:51:58.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reccently heard&lt;br /&gt;"62 more days."&lt;br /&gt;"a wise man once told me..."&lt;br /&gt;"just push hard for a few more months."&lt;br /&gt;"if you fail to plan, you're planning to fail."&lt;br /&gt;"54 more days."&lt;br /&gt;"your teachers are trying to help you."&lt;br /&gt;""help me help you,""&lt;br /&gt;"52 more days."&lt;br /&gt;"give your juniors a break next year."&lt;br /&gt;"what more can i say. this is 4D."&lt;br /&gt;"6 more weeks."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112204031870082576?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112204031870082576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112204031870082576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112204031870082576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112204031870082576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/reccently-heard-62-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112141907731741759</id><published>2005-07-15T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T17:17:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Ingredients</title><content type='html'>Quick Nap Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1) Prefably half an hour of spare time&lt;br /&gt;2) Rain&lt;br /&gt;3) A lazy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;4) Classical Music (92.4FM)&lt;br /&gt;5) A boring teacher&lt;br /&gt;5.5) A boring &lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/strong&gt; teacher&lt;br /&gt;6) Lights Off&lt;br /&gt;7) Peer pressure&lt;br /&gt;8) Table and Chair&lt;br /&gt;9) Complete silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... almost perfect, just that this is what waiting time is like before 'O' levels chinese listening comprehension held today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112141907731741759?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112141907731741759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112141907731741759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112141907731741759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112141907731741759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleep-ingredients.html' title='Sleep Ingredients'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112133839224847035</id><published>2005-07-14T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:03:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NKF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/tt_durai1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/tt_durai1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr TT Durai, CEO and &lt;em&gt;Honorary&lt;/em&gt; Secretary of the NKF Excutive Comittee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from NKFS site under Utilisation of Funds on July 14 2005&lt;br /&gt;How does the NKFS &lt;strong&gt;utilise&lt;/strong&gt; its resources for paper and printing? &lt;br /&gt;"Like any business enterprise, the NKFS' efforts are predicated on one principle - to &lt;em&gt;get the best return on investment&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;In other words&lt;/strong&gt;, we try to get the &lt;em&gt;best return on every dollar we spend&lt;/em&gt;. Many of our strategies and policies are adopted from the world's best practices in fundraising that have been tried and tested. We do not want to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lavish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ostentatiou&lt;/strong&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;. We want to be effective."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the same be said for other uses of funds?&lt;br /&gt;Must I say more, or get slapped with any defamation lawsuits? Please see personal particulars for contact details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112133839224847035?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112133839224847035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112133839224847035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112133839224847035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112133839224847035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/nkf.html' title='NKF'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112125369771006234</id><published>2005-07-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T19:21:37.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>july 13</title><content type='html'>Handphones harm society? I agree completely. Today a crazy man boarded the bus with his ear piece on. Everyone on the bus was treated to his loud threats that was somehow aimed at his sister's 'murderer'. Something like :' **** *****(hokkein vulgaruty that rhymes with chicken pie), DIE! I CALL POLICE HANDCUFF YOU, CUFF YOU, DIE!'. I feared for my life and See Kiat ran out from the front exit. The aunties on the bus seemed a bit more wide eyed and just stared for a while. Even the St Pats' boys were rather nonchalant about the whole thing. So the lesson today is, handphones are BAD for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112125369771006234?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112125369771006234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112125369771006234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112125369771006234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112125369771006234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/july-13.html' title='july 13'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112116696898277401</id><published>2005-07-12T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T19:16:08.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>Two Things would make me really HAPPY right now. &lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.deathcabforcutie.com"&gt;Death Cab for Cutie's &lt;/a&gt;Transatlanticism (OK, death cab [for short] is not some crazy ass heavy metal band obsessed with the death for cute things in taxis, its a really slow mellow rock *sob-sob* band, which is impossible to find at either HMV or Tower Records. Stuff at HMV is generally cheaper too, with a free gift(Jay Kay handphone trinket, although I didn't really see how I could use it at that moment of impulse buying)too! DCfC preview tracks at their site! Their first one is especially mellow.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.freakonomics.com "&gt;Freakonomics &lt;/a&gt; by Steve Levitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought two albums today to free myself of the guilt accumulated by downloading , no wait, sharing stuff over the net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112116696898277401?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112116696898277401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112116696898277401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112116696898277401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112116696898277401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112108659403366757</id><published>2005-07-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:56:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People I Do Not Know and Do Not Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/1600/gerbil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7519/352/320/gerbil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I Do Not Know and Do Not Like&lt;br /&gt;1)Someone was coughing away behind me during assembly today. I don't really know who it was but it was the most extreme cough I ever heard even though it lasted for about a few seconds. He was coughing so hard I did not dare turn around. He coughed so hard, it was almost about to dislodge his tonsils form his throat. I imagine they either looked like a jelly bean or a hairy young pink gerbil covered in bodily fluids. It was really that bad. Just imagine it falling in your face when you looked back to shut him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when Chem finished, I was so excited about going to library with MY book buddy, Nsrul, I almost asked him if he was free(he had Orals). So I caught hold of myself, spent the one most unproductive time of my life discussing with Law and Susanto where to go. Here were our options and things that held us back:&lt;br /&gt;Bowling- I can't play for nuts and costs&lt;br /&gt;Movie- Costs&lt;br /&gt;The Arts House at the Old Parliment- Lack of interest&lt;br /&gt;Whirlwind MRT adventure- ditto&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere else- someone had tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some may have read the tag board, 172 55 is asking me to guess when is the next time we will meet, becuase it has been over 9 years since we last saw each other. So when 172 55 is her clue she gave me, and if there's any smart alecs out there, just feel free to shout out any ideas. 172 55 is the most fun person to have a converstaion with. We talk about 5 things at one go, which sometimes leads to really messed up lines and i get the feeling that after all her travelling around the world, she has become a really FUN person, online at least. ok, so back to cracking the code of 172 55. It's not a date and she said to think low and look deep... OK i offer my first pay check meant for my blog manaager, anyone who gets the right idea. after much complex calculation done on my part for possible contributors,20 guesses will get you a packet of tissue. so, get to it, start cracking, NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112108659403366757?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112108659403366757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112108659403366757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112108659403366757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112108659403366757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/people-i-do-not-know-and-do-not-like.html' title='People I Do Not Know and Do Not Like'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112083164913282662</id><published>2005-07-08T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:07:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to Do(Note to self)&lt;br /&gt;1)Find the Dilbert Comic Book&lt;br /&gt;( I just finished some book and there were two really lame jokes in it.&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the naked guy that ran into the middle of a busy church service?&lt;br /&gt;They caught him by the organ.&lt;br /&gt;Pls Note: Most people don't find it funny when they're cramming just 5 mins before an A Maths test. So don't try it then, take it from me. The A Math Textbook is preety painful on your head.)&lt;br /&gt;2) Find the neighbour that cut off the internet access for my iBook, threaten to kill them, then beg them to share with me again.&lt;br /&gt;Now, two of my points are gone and I'm forced to use a 'PC'. That's when i noticed that my blog manager has added her own little line in the bar below this page.&lt;br /&gt;3)Call relatives in London. Actually they're both nurses, so they should be pretty busy right now.&lt;br /&gt;3.5) Go return some library books&lt;br /&gt;4) Study for Chem Mid-Year on monday I guess&lt;br /&gt;5) Hum MY own classical song. If Chopard and the deaf Mozart can do it, why not me?&lt;br /&gt;I just blended in some familar ones and it sounded passable, but that was before I went to bed, so I could be wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112083164913282662?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112083164913282662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112083164913282662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112083164913282662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112083164913282662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-to-donote-to-self-1find-dilbert.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112081538979499652</id><published>2005-07-08T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:36:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to crash and burn (the midnight oil)&lt;br /&gt;OK so this is my game plan to beat chem, the last mid year exam on monday.&lt;br /&gt;After this I will sleep for about 10 hours and then tackle chem head on!&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to compose my own classical music last night by humming out a tune, that's why I slept at 3am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112081538979499652?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112081538979499652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112081538979499652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112081538979499652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112081538979499652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-to-crash-and-burn-midnight-oil-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-112066317404877745</id><published>2005-07-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:19:34.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oic, I-O-C</title><content type='html'>The biggest announcement made in Singapore today, July 6th! The names of the 12 new MRT stations, and the public admission that the government can't take of 8 more names. No, but seriously speaking here.&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone catch the live broadcast of the IOC announcement? When the girl carried the envelope on the pillow, it looked so unsteady at the sharp acute angle; about to slip off at any time. Then there would be a big Hoo Ha and the President would have to 'Excuzi Muar' and bend down to pick up the envelope. The girl can't do it probably because she would 1)  be holding the pillow or 2) have already run down the very open stage, where all the fat suited men and Princess Anne was siting in a lecture-hall like arrangement, in utter shame. &lt;br /&gt;I could actually hear my heart pounding in the still silence in front of the TV. 'The city of 'Lawn-Don (you know,like manicured grass patch followed by something like Shao's friend's name)' So far in every interview I have read in my life, if the speaker is slightly french, I would silently pronounce mentally the words with a french accent without fail. A greater example of the french accent would be if Paris had won. Paris, pronounced by the rich and famous, the french, the third lang frenchies and anyone who wants to be in the above three groups (like me, although only mentally and unconsciously), sound like this.&lt;br /&gt;Pear-Rhee(the fruit, followed quickly by the sound of clearing one's throat, ready to spit like an Ah Beng on the pavement)-(rhymes with whee). Pronounce almost as one syllable and sped up with the velocity of a Concorde and you would have just almost gotten it right. Of course this can be used only in sentences quickly and not in such an important, anticipated event where one word is all it takes to make some 56 million people (I made up that no. sensibly) seriously ecstatic. But if pearhee really won, he would have winced the words even slower, finishing with a wry smile to mock the Londoners and making another 32 million (made up again) super 'harpee'. It is also said that 87% of the time people don't bother to check whether published statistics are accurate.&lt;br /&gt;They should have gotten an Ah Beng to announce the results, to be (ubiquitous) uniquely Singapore... and maybe name of the 8 remaining stations after the IOC or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112066317404877745?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112066317404877745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112066317404877745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112066317404877745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112066317404877745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/oic-i-o-c.html' title='oic, I-O-C'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-112056681677511907</id><published>2005-07-05T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T20:35:13.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooo... pictures option</title><content type='html'>blogger has finally done it.&lt;br /&gt;now everyone can post pictures without flickr!&lt;br /&gt;but it takes sooooo long...&lt;br /&gt;ok i give up. i guess the picture of terence and dan p cuddling next to the vs flag has to wait a while longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-112056681677511907?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/112056681677511907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=112056681677511907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112056681677511907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/112056681677511907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/07/ooo-pictures-option.html' title='ooo... pictures option'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111903315448216869</id><published>2005-06-18T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T02:32:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Some Whales: Do something good for once.</title><content type='html'>Your photo can save whales!&lt;br /&gt;Join Greenpeace in a Virtual March to stop 2,137 whales from being killed. Submit your photo, and we'll project it onto the building where delegates from hundreds of governments decide the fate of whales. Deadline: June 19. &lt;br /&gt;It's vital you click now!&lt;br /&gt;Read More... at http://whales.greenpeace.org/&lt;br /&gt;HURRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111903315448216869?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111903315448216869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111903315448216869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111903315448216869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111903315448216869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/06/save-some-whales-do-something-good-for.html' title='Save Some Whales: Do something good for once.'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111901345890802034</id><published>2005-06-17T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T21:04:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dell Girls and PCK</title><content type='html'>Did anyone lately catch the Dell girls on the TV advertisements? I think there are about 9 of them in groups of 3 promoting a Dell desktop and two laptops. It goes something like this&lt;br /&gt;(Girl 1, centre, on phone)&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Do you have any laptops?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Plays DVD?&lt;br /&gt;Girl 3: And surf the internet anytime, anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like stooping down low for the less technologically challenged, trying to sell to the masses simple basic functions of simple basic computers. MP3s, DVDs and 802.11b/g is so last five years ago. It is advertising, but I guess it just preys on the clueless. Dell is the biggest advertiser of computers everywhere. How can you miss a glossy extra sheet of numbers and the flashy Dell blue folded in front of TODAY. Its like a daily occurrence and I might start to get a bit frantic if I don’t get my daily dose of Dell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the point is, does this not sound like the Dove girls? Remember? ‘When I went to Paris my hair was like a lion’s mane…’ Yeah…  I’m quite sure that the Dell ads will do well on the AC Neilsen Ad Recall of the Month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dell is Apple’s biggest nemesis in the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh. Go read today’s Forum page. Evidently there is some ang moh contractor about the ‘cons’ of PCK the musical. I think the musical is like another Beauty World, bound for nowhere. I mean the musical snippets on the Channel 5 feature are super corny. Everyone is standing up straight (with hands at the side, sorta like singing the National Anthem) and Chu Beng’s grown up kid has his hands slowly coming up from sides and then clenching them like some member of a boy-band singing the chorus of a sappy lurrrr..rrve song. If I think its cheesy, I can see why an ang moh is angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111901345890802034?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111901345890802034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111901345890802034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111901345890802034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111901345890802034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/06/dell-girls-and-pck.html' title='The Dell Girls and PCK'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111831996691668591</id><published>2005-06-09T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:26:06.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbers</title><content type='html'>I went to cut my hair today at the Malay Barbers. In my whole entire life, I have been to 3 different barbers only. The first one was in my tiny tots at my grandfather’s flat at Toa Payoh. The one day I went to a Chinese one at Upper Serangoon which just went ‘tsk tsk’ whenever I moved my head slightly in his dingy darkroom. And Curly’s has been my choice since.&lt;br /&gt;If the age-old Bill Nye adage of ‘Knowledge is Power’ is right, then this would mean that Curly and friends would be more powerful than, say, Donald Trump. (malay) Barbers are a source of information. Curly talked to me about everything from anti-dandruff creams to girls in school. So there, go visit you friendly Malay barber TODAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111831996691668591?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111831996691668591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111831996691668591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111831996691668591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111831996691668591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/06/barbers.html' title='Barbers'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111694059332659551</id><published>2005-05-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:16:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day In School</title><content type='html'>Today was English Prelims Oral Day&lt;br /&gt;I was in grp E9, on the 6th leve: GEP resource room. The air con broke down and they used two super big industrial fans.&lt;br /&gt;I was the last in line, 12th to be exact. It took really long and i waited from abt 115 to abt 430 for my turn. Their excuse was that they had technical difficulties; they were reccording every second digitally. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when Terence and I were the last few people left, we went in to the two different rooms. I came out first and i thought I did kinda ok. I got highs for reading and above averages for picture description and conversation. Terence got the other way around and I was kinda pissed. I mean, i thought I could beat him. Mrs Chin said his last two components were 'excellent' and he 'probably did not do well because of his ulcers' for conversation. I hated him. But then he wanted to slack in the MC room for a while. And he offered to walk me out. For everyone out that who thinks this is kinda normal; well it isn't for him. It dawned on me that I was being selfish and that Terence really deserved his better grade.&lt;br /&gt;I'm locked out of my room because Pflug's brother is doing his Havard Anthropology In Absentia Exam. My dad has to invigilate and I have exactly one more hour till 10 15 to kill time outside of my study. Good Mugging Night to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111694059332659551?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111694059332659551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111694059332659551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111694059332659551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111694059332659551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-another-day-in-school.html' title='Just Another Day In School'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111632957630455222</id><published>2005-05-17T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:32:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Darn!</title><content type='html'>O Darn!  I know this is slow but, Rene Zellweger is married. And to all people, a country singer! i think its becuase shes texan and becuase of Cold Mountain too. Darn! What a waste of holy martimony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111632957630455222?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111632957630455222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111632957630455222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111632957630455222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111632957630455222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-darn.html' title='O Darn!'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111632918229875369</id><published>2005-05-17T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:26:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making 'friends' with the enemy</title><content type='html'>Wow. Today was a really interesting eye experience for me. When I went up the bus today, I sat next to (fat) Johnny at the back with Kian Sin (i think) and See Kiat. We were then surrounded by St Pats boys at their bus stop. The past experience i had with then was when one of them tried to knock my iPod away from joel's hands with a green bean bag (no doubt stolen from school) Some how one of them knew Johnny back from Primary School and they started talking about stuff. I really didnt feel like being left alone after the choir boys and see kiat went down. The St Pats made open jokes and comments about the people going up and down the bus and we tried to distance ourselves from them. But Johhny and co. finally did drop at one stop and the St Pats boys from the front joined me at the back. They swamped me and I was so scared I almost peed in my pants. So I played cool and just remained calm, they finally asked me about some stuff and then they exclaimed, 'Your're not really like all Victoriaers.'. They went on to say that most other Victorians would other run off the bus or stare at them. 'But this guy is quite cool lah.' remarked their 'leader'. That kept me away from the long fringe straw fella and the thin indian guy with the cockerel hair that was trying to roll up imaginary tobacco in his bus ticket. they are pretty nice people and they even gave me their special handshake when they dropped. 'now you're of us!' im not pretty thrilled to be somewhat LIKE them. but i am thrilled to be COOL with them.  i walked back home with mark and he stays opposite the road beside me. i hope this online confession means i can escape any more crap from them next time. but i still can take views on anyone who thinks i shouldnt mix with these guys, becuase i think its preety cool to have the gangsters on your side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111632918229875369?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111632918229875369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111632918229875369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111632918229875369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111632918229875369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/05/making-friends-with-enemy.html' title='Making &apos;friends&apos; with the enemy'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111600398732056312</id><published>2005-05-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:06:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen To My Heart- Chat Log With Cheng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13709298/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13709298_c78098dd41_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13709298/"&gt;Listen To My Heart- Chat Log With Cheng&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it think it would be nice to post some chat logs up ocassionaly just to find out what i think and what people think about me and the stuff around us. without further ado, meet cheng, bb fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: wats dat in ur pic anw?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says:&lt;br /&gt;o its some cafe in some shitty part of the klia airport&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says:&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz its in the domestic section&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: then y u take pic of it??&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: it has my friggin initials&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i man&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: mean&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: the malasyians worship me&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: ic&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: how nice&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: yeh&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its preety nice&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: they drive u around in limos and stuff&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: stand by for pic&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: but since its a lousy cafe, isnt it insulting?&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: nice car&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its just that they must devote every part of their life to me&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im the king of food actually&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: ic.&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: so ur the king of lousy food too huh?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im the king of all food&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: shortly after the picture was taken&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i ordered it shut down&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: razed it to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: OH&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: how nice....&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: and killed the owner becuase they didnt have my face on it&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: grrr&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im the king of malaysian food&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i will smite thee&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: ic.&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: how can u raze a cafe dat's in the airport?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: the food polic helped&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: hey&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: umm&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: wait&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i forgot my question&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ah ya&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: yahoo mail adresses&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its always @yahoo.com rite?&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: ?&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: no&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: cuz this time theres no auto fill to help out&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: then what?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: .sg?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i have no sg&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: can be .sg also wad&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im king of malaysian food&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: so i must be loyal&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ah ok&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: why were u in dat car anw?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: it took me to the cemetery&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: funny i cant spell it&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: when i used it in my best (in my opinion) essay in sec 2&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: and wat was dat abt&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i duno&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: it was on a sch related site once&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: a publication by eng dept&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: joel's was there too&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: de souza put it up&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: but when she fell out with the sch and left&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: traces of her began to vanish&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: wow&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i think this conversation is soo interesting&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i might even blog it&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hahax..&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: prepare to be shot to stardom when i feature u on my site&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: from talkin abt founders now we're talking abt english&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: now tell all MY readers what ur blog adress is&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ya&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i always had this idea of coversation linking&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: how one thing thing can lead to another and beyond&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: it started when i was in mr leong's class in p3&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: and i fought with loo tiat ming&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: who was mr leong?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: the chinese teacher&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: in charge of av&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: he didnt live (sch life) to see the new sch&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: wat happen&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: but i saw him in a channel news asia feature abt edcation&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: hes teaching in a shitty neighbour hood sch&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: orh&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: dat's sad.&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: where the students ineterviewed were forced to say gd things abt him&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: how do u noe they were forced?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: u could tell&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: they were&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: just&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says:lying&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: so &lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: tell my readers what ur blog address is&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: and tell then abt it&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: and how do i tell ur readers wat my blog address is ?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: just tell la&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: type it here . d'oh!&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: u dont know meh?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: oo..&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i forgot&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: sorry&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: im so insulted&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hmph&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: this is so drana&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: drama&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its gd for the ratings&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: yes&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (keep it up)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: if anyones watching in the first plkace&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: *place&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (i actually remember)&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (but the show must go on)&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: so quick la&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: http://tim0.diaryland.com&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: im sure i posted it on ur tagboard b4&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ure wasting away the reader's attention span &lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: come on already1&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: !&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: and u havent updated fer v. long&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: so i will&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (JUST HURRY UP) (shouting silently)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hurry up wif wat?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (shhh. urse supposed to whisper)&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (the address)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: didnt i juz tell u?&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: scrolll up&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: o&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ok&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: just to be sure everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: http://tim0.diaryland.comhttp://tim0.diaryland.comhttp://tim0.diaryland.comhttp://tim0.diaryland.comhttp://tim0.diaryland.comhttp://tim0.diaryland.com&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: wait a min&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ull go to a funny site&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: http://tim0.diaryland.com&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: http://tim0.diaryland.com&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: dat's more like it&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: i see dat uve found it&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (ok should we end the show now)(its getting to long)&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (*too)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: one more thing b4 we end the show&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: what?&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: the big question:&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: who is clarissa?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ayia&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (more drama)&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: shes just someone at church&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: oh. really.   &lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: i am soooo absolutely convinced&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: o shes not my type&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: shes atlethic and stuff&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: dat sounds like a better excuse&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: oh ic.&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: yeh&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its like pizza and wine&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: havent u heard of opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: north and south&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: we are more like north and west&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: hmm&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: very interesting concept&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: so u haf yet to find ur east side?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im really going to post this&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: umm&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: assuming im north pole, yeh u can say that&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: no... &lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: nvm&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ah?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: o! o!&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: okok&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i geddit&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: im east huh?&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: supposed to attract west&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: i see i see&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: u must be feeling sleepy&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (that becuase the guest is talking too long)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: wait a sec&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: (we can end the show, then chat some more)&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: ok... &lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: lets end the show then... the audience r probably sleepy&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: yup&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ok &lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: GD nite cheng&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: gd nite&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says:&lt;br /&gt;actually good morning&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says:&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: dont say gd morning&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its like when pple go to sleep in the other persons bed room or something and&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: its complicated&lt;br /&gt;Cheng says: lets talk abt it in the nxt show&lt;br /&gt;ernestk says: ah&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111600398732056312?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111600398732056312/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>limo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13704290/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13704290_e9aef09b09_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13704290/"&gt;limo&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111600004094243821?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111600004094243821/comments/default' title='Post 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13704289/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13704289_20fccb4e16_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/13704289/"&gt;ek&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111599989608684856?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111599989608684856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111599989608684856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111599989608684856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111599989608684856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/05/ek.html' title='ek'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111468522469448939</id><published>2005-04-28T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:47:04.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sad Irony of Life</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I'll be spending my birthday at a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;This saturday, I'm going back to Malaysia for my grandfather's funeral. Out of the four paternal and maternal ansectors I had, he was probably the one I spent the most time with. It won't be hard for me, loosing the attention and focus from my birthday to the funeral. I was never fussy about birthdays anyway. I'll be back on tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111468522469448939?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111468522469448939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111468522469448939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111468522469448939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111468522469448939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/04/sad-irony-of-life.html' title='The Sad Irony of Life'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-111418233251213058</id><published>2005-04-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T23:05:32.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Numbers Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>International Friendship Day&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese flag fell from the row of flags strung up across the floor. And here it gets a bit more dark and juicy. Remember the presentation on the different shared icons of different cultures? What was Japan's unlucky number? It was 9. And Japan's flag was the ninth flag from the left of the first row.&lt;br /&gt;And. Guanyu was holding a book about flags a few days before. The PR CHINA scholars did the flag painitng and probably strung it up too. And if you haven't realised it yet, China is angry with Japan for the war and the bid for the permanent seat in the UN Security Council (Are you angry you forefathers-oppressed-Singaporeans?). Did the PR CHINA scholars subliminally send out anti-Japanese messages.(eg. subliminal messaging with lud speakers in China? like in C&amp;C Generals?) &lt;br /&gt;Especially so when the Japansese students come to visit so reccently? (With the last (fat) Japanese guy shouting a rude obnoxious 'thhhaaankk yoooou'to end off his his speech then went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;'uuu...  i emmm vellly hoor-neered tooo veeseet!'(his saving grace? he had a cool shirt with the word 'Eurostile' in the type font Eurostile)&lt;br /&gt;And today's thai and idonesian visitors. Were they out for revenge after their take-over and invasion respectively?&lt;br /&gt;I really must stop reading Dan Brown novels. Wait, O silly me, I have already finished all four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still on numbers here.&lt;br /&gt;I came up with the concept of writing/drawing whatever I aim for. Like for PSLEs i drew many pentagon-shaped stars to aim for A*s. Well, for the O Levels this year, I have decided to do the same. But the thing is I can't write 6s every where can I? I'll just be a bigger suspect for my parents that I'm a dark-devil worshipper, taking into account my past obsession with stars/five sided/pentagons. I think I'll stick to 7. So when ever I feel like slacking off, I'll just think of that one little number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111418233251213058?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111418233251213058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111418233251213058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111418233251213058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111418233251213058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/04/numbers-conspiracy.html' title='The Numbers Conspiracy'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111347502208124205</id><published>2005-04-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:45:41.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions and Epiphany of a School Anachist</title><content type='html'>So the XC Championships went pretty well. When I mean it went well, I mean the result of the results were pretty good, not that the event was that fantastic. We are the C and B div champions. So that means no school for tomorrow. Pretty good result of the results huh? It's only now appropriate to stop basking in goody-goody goodness and cheer and time to do some Red Shirt trashing.&lt;br /&gt;One particular one had the leadership capabilties and social gravitas of a starved chimpanzee. It also helped that hed really did look like a starved chimpanzee screaming his small black hairy head off when making the comparison. But I can't risk naming the primate for the fear of being attacked by the starved monkey, I'm quite succulent by the way.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Shrooms about who were real leaders up there. I was quite fixed on the idea that the Red Shirts fussed over their red shirts and they were born loosers out there. No one complained when the bimbo Power 98 FM announcer giggled a common faux pas, Victoria Secondary School, or tried to inform the organisers that they got the  winning name of the champions wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But of course the afternoon had its reedeming points that would make even Baghdad Bob  or Mr Boh (by the way, where is that old man?)smile. The sight of seniors just banging away on the upturned pails just was a little nice. Nice to see so many old boys breaking away from their JC stands to come make noise with us. A nice mix of white and a little green and light blue uniforms bobbing away. And you see some senior that you thought would never end up at VJ and it's a little shock and jolt for you to work hard.  Oh and of course the Victorian Anthem followed by the Spelling Cheer where every sweaty body just rushes in and jumps on the poor fellow in front of him. I of course tried to join in without really joining in. You can't figure out which part of the cheer they are in as the sound is drowned out by crushed squealing young ones, their lungs pressed for that short dozen seconds, squeezing their youth and innocence out of them as they push and shove. Only the 12 claps at the end can save such a sorrowful tainted tradition.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find the picture where Shi Ronghua gave an exhibit to the people at the sidelines what he had for lunch, but it seems like the army and SJI (organisers) are either pretty slow or IT-idiot bunch, or both on their website. So you just have to be contented with a few words to paint the grotesque picture of a mess.&lt;br /&gt;The Mr Maran had to spoil my new mood when he commented that we had put up a good performance when cheering. I want no part when we claim any SYF Cheering Gold with honours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111347502208124205?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111347502208124205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111347502208124205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111347502208124205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111347502208124205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/04/confessions-and-epiphany-of-school.html' title='Confessions and Epiphany of a School Anachist'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111330554143975691</id><published>2005-04-12T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:21:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of Silence</title><content type='html'>If you really haven't noticed, it has been four weeks and three days since i last blogged. If there is any substantial reason; here it is: I was probably on a Sabbatical, taking a break from blogger-dom to the pits of hellish american TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a simple short list of what's at the top of my head, tip of my tounge:&lt;br /&gt;1. CSI Miami&lt;br /&gt;2. CSI Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;3. Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;4. Frasier&lt;br /&gt;5. Some losuy spin off from My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;br /&gt;6. The Practice&lt;br /&gt;7. The Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;8. Arrested Development (highly commended by Nasrul and I)&lt;br /&gt;I would daresay that I have matured after watching so much nonsense. And I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about Malaysia introducing sex education to schools... at age 4?&lt;br /&gt;I hope that there won't be any crossway conflict when I say this (extradition proccedures or their ISA knocking on my door in the middle of the night) but that's totally outrageous by even the American &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;infidel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; standards. Now surely it will go something like this...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini saya konnek.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan bird bird chek?&lt;br /&gt;Bukan bukan. Ini konnek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, are such kids ready to accept such harsh realities of life face on? yes robbery and how to help old grandmothers across the road are ready suitable aims, but sexuality education? And what about the problem with child molesters and pedophiles? Maybe you can teach them not to hold hands with members of the opposite sex. O, clarification. They're teaching them how to avoid sexual predators. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Well that makes a lot more sense. Everyone should/know/s how to spot one right? Well done Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played Hangman in Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Ernest vs Terence and Terence&lt;br /&gt;My words&lt;br /&gt;1. 'Why' (this was really hard got them stumped. 'Why no vowels?' in response to 62872797) Didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;2. 'Cambridge' Got it.&lt;br /&gt;3. 'English' Got it.&lt;br /&gt;4. 'Porky Pig' (jason helped but still couldn't figure out his own name) Didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;5. 'Fire Extinguisher' Didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence's words&lt;br /&gt;1. 'Sado-machoism' Got it!&lt;br /&gt;2. '62872797' ....&lt;br /&gt;3. 'Lorraine Sux' Drew some flak from Terence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can speculate what's going to happen at tomorrow's XC finals. It will rain and some people will get soaking wet for the school while others will sneak out of Turf City. With regard to my honorary discharge from the Black Shirts (The Black Shirts are a CCA in our school, in most other schools they are called Camp/School Leaders and in JCs they're called OGLs), I don't know who to support. Should I stand up and cheer half-dead, dont cheer or cheer my brains and tonsils out? Anyway, it should be quite fun huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111330554143975691?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111330554143975691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111330554143975691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111330554143975691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111330554143975691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/04/month-of-silence.html' title='Month of Silence'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-111035769321406616</id><published>2005-03-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T16:41:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Tip #127 and How-to-Look-Cool-When-You're-Not Tip #58</title><content type='html'>Fun Tip #127&lt;br /&gt;Go find a book that has a nice cover. It can't be a classic or re-publication. It  just dosen't work. Chick Lit is best. The cover has to have the matte cover with a nice hazy smooth cover (not like textbook cover material). Then look fot the title that is usually in a bright colour. The words of the title have a certain film of thin plastic material on top. Check behind the cover page, they should not be any imprints like Clancys or Grishams with the san-seriff fonts.&lt;br /&gt;Found it yet?&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Good. Now run the top of your fingers across the cover. Then you will really feel the beauty of the cover. The parts with the hazy smooth background lets your finger slide across quickly. But the parts with the plastic material; the title text. Ooo, its like your finger is travelling through quicksand. Not grainy, mucky, dullish quicksand. But smooth, light, bright metallic sheen. Its preety nice and relaxing to have that change in texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cool Tip&lt;br /&gt;So I groggily walked into classroom on Tuesday and saw Clement with his PT kit on the table. Was there PE that day? No. But I wasn't thinking straight at that time and was ready to face Ho's squatsor gasp.. topless PE. Tought situation where you need the facts fast? 'So See Kiat will be missing PE tomorrow huh?' And that brought up a remark of ' Oh ya, PE tomorrow.' And then people will start issuing false pity for See Kiat and black shirts. So instead of looking like the oblivious fool, turn the tables and start up a lively round of conversation in the early morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111035769321406616?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111035769321406616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111035769321406616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111035769321406616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111035769321406616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/03/fun-tip-127-and-how-to-look-cool-when.html' title='Fun Tip #127 and How-to-Look-Cool-When-You&apos;re-Not Tip #58'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-111019874691871628</id><published>2005-03-07T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:32:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funny Dream</title><content type='html'>Ok. Some of you might find this weird. But this is the first dream I remember so clearly and vividly. So here goes. &lt;br /&gt;O hold on a minute, you might need some background information first. I had just finished flag day at Orchard earlier that day. And I was sleeping somewhere different. I was on the sofa in my room. See if this helps to connect the dots somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking into a long corridoor. On the two sides, were frosted glass with some expensive looking designer furniture behind them. The corridoor led into a big circular hall with the same frosted glass displays and the same furniture too. There was this big cylindrical frosted glass display... thing. So it kind of formed a long path around the centre display in a loop. I walked around the loop in one direction and then I turned and faced the centre display. I think I saw a large world globe rotating. Then the lights dimmed down and I cold hardly see anything. As my pupils enlarged to let more light in by relaxing the circular muscles of the iris and relaxing the radial muscles of the iris(see you revise bio if you visit this blog, I saw some steps that led into the the centre display. I steped into the dipaly and saw the outline of the globe. Then LEDs started blinking and it was like a cheap exhibit form the Science Centre circa 1980s. Then I wallked closer and there was a seat under the globe. It was a roller coaster seat with a handlebar at the top. I sat myself in and the bar came down. I held onto the bars tightly, anticipating the wild ride that was coming. I lurched foward. Suddenly two men dressed in suits strode towards the centre display and each grabbed one of my hands. They were trying to throw me off whatever I was on. At this time, I was conciously unconcious. It like that type of feeling where you're in a comma, you can't move, but you can see everyone else talking to you. And your eyes are shut. So I tired opening my eyes, but the stuggle between the two men and I seemed to grow more intense when I tried harder to open my eyes. Then I woke up with my hands pressed on the sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-111019874691871628?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/111019874691871628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=111019874691871628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111019874691871628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/111019874691871628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/03/funny-dream.html' title='A Funny Dream'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110874525177563910</id><published>2005-02-19T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:47:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGT Koh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/5007278/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5007278_22c11c7724_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/5007278/"&gt;SGT Koh&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Somehow, this just doesn't look like me.&lt;br /&gt;Soon to be one more stripe added soon...&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110874525177563910?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110874525177563910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110874525177563910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110874525177563910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110874525177563910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/02/sgt-koh.html' title='SGT Koh'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110874340994183379</id><published>2005-02-18T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:19:23.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my acquaintances?</title><content type='html'>I still remember this buck-toothed guy called Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;He was from Glassgow, the house, not part of the United Kingdom, in case you forgot or you're totally oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;We played a friendly game in the toilet, I only met him in the toilet it seemed.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever walked into the toilet and saw the other at the urinal, he would stadle up next to him a respectable one urinal away. Then it would start.&lt;br /&gt;'Stupid Shawn.'&lt;br /&gt;'Stupid Ernest.'&lt;br /&gt;'Stupid Shawn.'&lt;br /&gt;'Stupid Ernest.'&lt;br /&gt;'Stupid Shawn.'&lt;br /&gt;The we shared a laugh and walked out of the toilet. The guy with the last line (and usually first to finish) would win and the looser graciously accepting defeat by continuing to stare down into the abyss below his crotch, as most guys do when they are alone. Mind you, it is the abyss and not the crotch we're staring into/at.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I never bumped into him outside of the toilets. He was a doubtful figment of immagination then and even now.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you Stupid Shawn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110874340994183379?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110874340994183379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110874340994183379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110874340994183379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110874340994183379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/02/where-are-my-acquaintances.html' title='Where are my acquaintances?'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110793653236407949</id><published>2005-02-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T16:08:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>The China trip is confirmed. They reached Singapore this morning at 545. Didnt go down to get them,I slept for 15 hours yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Chris's grandmother didn't 'gua' when he got back.&lt;br /&gt;It was quater a caffnine pill not half. And you dont have to scratch it to a powder.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go back to Roysth, i ended up along the beach with Kenneth, Terance and Law. We had those 7 Eleven thingy drinks. Actually they lured me by asking them to go trash Law's house. But somehow we decided to go bowling, where it was too crowded so we ended up talking about the 2C Victorian Challenge while stuffing ourselves with donuts and kit kats. Then we played at the HDB playground for a while. Kenneth didnt.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Then we went back to our primary school, Ngee Ann Primary. Actually it was just close by and I thought aloud. 'Why dont we just pretend we were from Ngee Ann Primary and just walk straight in.' So we did and we were from Class 6-3 and our form teacher was a generic Mr Tan. Some Victorians caught us and foiled our plan. It was then that we fled and in our hurry, I dropped Terance's handphone.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and slept for 15 hours straighh. And watched 3 and a half DVDs and a EPL weekly. &lt;br /&gt;So how was your Chinese New Year like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110793653236407949?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110793653236407949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110793653236407949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110793653236407949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110793653236407949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110725526245767293</id><published>2005-02-01T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:08:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday, A Secret, A Crush, A Funeral, A Trip to China, An A Maths Test and a Caffeine Pill soon.</title><content type='html'>Today was very eventful. It was just begging to be blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Chris's birthday. All the lack of action (subtle chasing around classroom) and plans of jacking or flag poling is a general silent rule when it's Chris's day.&lt;br /&gt;Roy was helped into expressing his secret crushy feelings for a certain LT.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy had to go back early cuz his grandmother was soon going to , I quote, 'gua'( with that cute sound Chris makes) soon. He has to travel straight back to Malaysia. I didn't know how to bid him farewell. How do you show sympathy to a macho giant? 'Have fun!' sounded a little offensive. I tried mouthing the words to no one in particular to see the effect. So i just uttered a weak 'bye'.&lt;br /&gt;I was somehow choosen with See Kiat, Wei Shan, Kyne, Clement and Ray Hng to go for the BaoDing exchange. The Chinese are coming down next week. Good thing we dont have to entertain anyone at home. We don't really celebrate Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Then relief Sensei Nakazawa gave us the A Math test. (Qn 3's answer is 3%! I got that right!)&lt;br /&gt;Roy, Zad and I discussing his options about LT on the bus back home. Joel and Timothy totally oblivious with their headphones on. Only Timothy could be seen laughing silently when he heard Roy going 'LT is mine I tell you, MINE!' I not dozing off back home today. Need to take a caffeine pill later. The trick is to use a penkife to scrape half of the pill into powder. Dissolve in Gatorade and served chilled. Recipe courtsey of National Geographic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110725526245767293?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110725526245767293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110725526245767293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110725526245767293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110725526245767293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/02/birthday-secret-crush-funeral-trip-to.html' title='A Birthday, A Secret, A Crush, A Funeral, A Trip to China, An A Maths Test and a Caffeine Pill soon.'/><author><name>disaff</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110682409268734397</id><published>2005-01-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:08:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3863592/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3863592_411328fd53_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3863592/"&gt;Conflict&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since mens' exsistence, there have been conflicts between them. I am someone who really dosen't like conflicts with anyone else. If there is any thing that is irritating me, I like to get it over and done with before the day is done. It's metioned somewhere in the bible that you CAN get angry, just so as long as you settle it with the person before the day's sun goes down. I'll be calling you then I guess. I guess it's my fault you're pissed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, there is no heavier one.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110682409268734397?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110682409268734397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110682409268734397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110682409268734397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110682409268734397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/conflict.html' title='Conflict'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110675125809287394</id><published>2005-01-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:54:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Interested?</title><content type='html'>Inspired by Catch-22, anyone interested in setting up an online novel using a blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110675125809287394?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110675125809287394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110675125809287394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110675125809287394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110675125809287394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/anyone-interested.html' title='Anyone Interested?'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110595863894177716</id><published>2005-01-17T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:43:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recruitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3423677/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3423677_f2b0a7dd2a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3423677/"&gt;Slide1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nice poster right? Designed mostly by Elvin. He told me not to tell anyone, but I'm not right? Anyway, give thanks to God as we have 18 new recruits, including a Malay fella. A Malay guy is pratically uheard of except for WO Abu Bakar in my P6 Graduation Camp.&lt;br /&gt;I have to meet up with Aunty Kar Foon, she want to know how Second can have such a spiritual impact on our Boys. Something to do with Ninth i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick. So I used Daniel's and Shirley's tissue and fumbled for more during offertory. I can more or less feel some liquid dripping down my nose. Its running!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110595863894177716?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110595863894177716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110595863894177716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110595863894177716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110595863894177716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/recruitment.html' title='Recruitment'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10152114.post-110571567660961931</id><published>2005-01-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:14:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks Concentrated</title><content type='html'>How shall I sum it all up?&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a shocker that we had our 5 day week, lessons till 5 everday 'cept for Thursdays and Fridays. It just feels different when you experience it than hearing it. Then came the Jubilee Relay, to celebrate our 75th Year in S'pore. After the event, we went to Ngee Ann City. Most of the 20 something people dissipated after the performance of the Swimmers I think. The swimmers are a band of national swimmers. So Gabriel and I went to take care of the Sec 1 How Kang. Gabriel is really quite fun to talk to although he was a GEPer. We went to Borders' to look for his '101 ways to kill (some animal)'. I bought A. Paraody's 'Eat, Shites and Leaves'. Then went off by myself to find some iPod accesories.(Which geek doesn't go to the Mac Store when he has the chance?)&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 was when I did the dreaded Physics Homework. I took up 16 pages, crammed with MCQs and answers. My advice for me at the end of the term; do your holiday homework during the break. Please, this is ernestk of the past speaking to you from advice. It may sound wrong to you, but trust me, just do it!&lt;br /&gt;I just finished the Resilency Course that ate up my Thursday and Friday. You know what I think, I think the head honcho of the teachers just gets rich nerds like the doctor and lawyer to teach for him just becuase of their sucess stories. How else would Greg meet the coffee, bluetooth earpiece guy?&lt;br /&gt;Just to make you feel good, I make myself feel bad here.&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 20/30&lt;br /&gt;Bio: soon&lt;br /&gt;Phy: -1 by Frankie Yong Tau Foo's mother for writing one MCQ answer after she stopped the time&lt;br /&gt;I might see YOU, yes YOU in combined science next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110571567660961931?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110571567660961931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110571567660961931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571567660961931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571567660961931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/two-weeks-concentrated.html' title='Two Weeks Concentrated'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-110571440580944432</id><published>2005-01-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:53:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AQ '04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3351323/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3351323_7a6b41c624_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38376572@N00/3351323/"&gt;AQ '04 034&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/38376572@N00/"&gt;ernestk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is our team of AQ '04. Tomorrow, we will be planning for this year's AQ. I will really miss all the running and complaining that we shared. Haha, remember the boii's race-to-the-seventh-floor-while-the-rest-stayed-down? I miss that too. Maybe I will join you this year, for training that is.&lt;br /&gt;Back Row (from left to right): Liam, Rahul, Mervyn, Daniel's head, Joel T, Joel L, Rod&lt;br /&gt;Second Row: Josiah, Bryan, Boii, VS Flag, Clemmy, Charles&lt;br /&gt;Squatting: ernestk&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110571440580944432?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110571440580944432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110571440580944432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571440580944432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571440580944432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/aq-04.html' title='AQ &apos;04'/><author><name>disaff</name><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-10152114.post-110571004089067121</id><published>2005-01-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:20:58.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>It is that time of the week again, a time to do anything other than being stuck in front of your computer trying to figure out the nitty gritty details of how your blog doesn't support TagBoard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10152114-110571004089067121?l=ernestk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/feeds/110571004089067121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10152114&amp;postID=110571004089067121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571004089067121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10152114/posts/default/110571004089067121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ernestk.blogspot.com/2005/01/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>disaff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
