<?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-10255056</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:16:37.093+08:00</updated><category term='5A11 class video smk sri sentosa'/><category term='i'/><title type='text'>JaN'sPage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>510</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7728015940282589718</id><published>2010-01-19T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:46:35.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Today's the 19th of January. Today marks the 5th anniversary of this blog. Today is the day of my last post. I'm not blogging anymore. It's been a good ride, but I do not feel right blogging now. There are so many things I wish to write about but there will always be people who have issues with the things I write about. I don't want to be restricted. So I'm leaving. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7728015940282589718?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7728015940282589718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7728015940282589718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7728015940282589718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7728015940282589718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7765660919478130239</id><published>2009-09-10T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:39:01.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look to Heaven</title><content type='html'>Short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that Shobaan passed away this morning due to a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that he rests in peace.&lt;br /&gt;He's only 20.&lt;br /&gt;He was someone I knew from primary school.&lt;br /&gt;So young. So much to live for.&lt;br /&gt;What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you, what would you do if you found out you will be gone tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for instant answers. It's just something to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7765660919478130239?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7765660919478130239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7765660919478130239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7765660919478130239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7765660919478130239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-to-heaven.html' title='Look to Heaven'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-9034940902231691748</id><published>2009-06-30T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:15:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you, my dear woman.</title><content type='html'>Hehe Giggz, sorry for not updating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kemalasan&lt;/span&gt; sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll dedicate this to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last "real" post I wrote was probably 3 months back, and that alone didn't speak much on my life months before that post too, so I guess some are really left hanging. Truth is, so many things happened, I don't even know where to start. No, seriously, I don't know where to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, okay, I suppose I can start about my college life. My college sucks. I'm serious. Well, okay, not the college, but the people I have to deal with are sucky people. I'm not gonna hold anything back, I am really bitter about my college life lor. It's been nearly a year since I transferred and I still hate it here hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I always rejoice whenever I get to talk to Jiam at least. She's probably the sanest person I know in college. Okay, calling her "sanest" is probably not accurate, but at least she's on the same wavelength as me. Let's just say we're both weird in our own way hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday was my last day of college for the sem and right after handing up my work and all, I joined Lee Cheng (Leeeeechyyyyy), Jas, Ming and Dalvin and spend the day with them. The original plan was to bake but we found out Rachel was gonna leave to Australia on Wednesday and she still had a huuuuge pile of work to finish. So we decided to be her little angels and went over to her home and completed her mock-up for the magazine. Heck, we even had our names printed on the "contributors" list because we were-uhuh-ANGELS. (Now that reminds me, I should really have a look at the real magazine once it's printed out just to be totally proud I was there being the ANGEL =P) Darren was there too, helping out and all. And since all of us had a task to do except for Dal and Ming, we made them do the baking instead. Hahahaa, yes, they did the baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did a good job lah. Well they got help from Leech haha. Chocolate muffins yo! Ming had the whole rocker thing all going when he was mixing the ingredients in the bowl and Dal went all cutesy when he had to put on the oven mitts. Gosh I think it was entertaining just watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then plan after Rachel's house was to go bowling with Angel, but somehow, SOMEONE forgot about something really important that the whole bowling thing was thrown out of the window and we were stuck in PJ, not knowing whether to head home or to just hang around. The latter we went for. Ming was desperate for some wood from Ikea so we went there first and that was when we were in this creative place, as we looked at the items and thinking of ways we could use them for the L3 redecoration plan. It was crazy la basically. I saw Leech's face lit up and she was being her usual hyper self and Darren....Darren just reminded me of a lil boy. Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went around The Curve later on (Awwh poor Ming couldn't find the wood he was looking for) and just lepak-ed around, probably made fools out of ourselves when we decided to pose with huge movie posters and just pose for photos in the middle of the street. It was when we were on our way home that we realised how much fun we had despite the change of plans and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went out again! Hahahaha. This time it was just Leech, Dal, Josh and I. Josh was thinking of studying in HELP so Leech gave him a tour around campus. Then we went to watch 17 Again in Mid Valley. Haha everyone was giving us good reviews about the show so we decided to watch it for ourselves. Mind you, we are not Zac Efron fangirls/boys. But it was a good show. Leech and I had the synchronised "Oh my gooooooooshhh.............!!" going on (we didn't plan it, seriously.) and Josh was so astounded by it. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I have tendencies to say, "Piss me off la!" thanks to spending time 2 days in a row with Leech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so at night I was just hanging around at home, and a car stopped in front of my house. Dad was wondering if I was going out or something. I said "No!" and it was then my phone started ringing (with the "Pika pi pika pika" Pikachu ringtone). It was Ming. I knew the phone call had something to do with the presence of the car lor. So Ming asked me to walk out, and there he was in his new CAR. He just got his license that day and the car was given to him on the same day. MING YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LUCKY YOU ARE PFFFFFT! He had black fingernails. Leech's black nail polish. So not working lor. Dal was next to him, and both of them started doing the Charlie the Unicorn voice as they called out my name. Seriously, Charlie the Unicorn...................CHANGED OUR LIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll stop here. HAHAHAHAA. See this is what I do for you Giggzy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-9034940902231691748?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/9034940902231691748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=9034940902231691748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/9034940902231691748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/9034940902231691748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-for-you-my-dear-woman.html' title='This is for you, my dear woman.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3931394932280379834</id><published>2009-06-02T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:46:29.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2192copycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2192copycopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theresa &amp;amp; Li Huey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you ever need me, you know where to find me. I will be waiting where I've always been."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you keep that in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3931394932280379834?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3931394932280379834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3931394932280379834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3931394932280379834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3931394932280379834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-waiting.html' title='Here waiting'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5611696718193966925</id><published>2009-05-14T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:49:27.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0198copycopycopycopy1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_0198copycopycopycopy1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingimg.aminus3.com/"&gt;Ming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gone are the days we felt there could be no end to the chaos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S : I'm still soul-searching. Give me some time before I come back to update this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5611696718193966925?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5611696718193966925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5611696718193966925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5611696718193966925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5611696718193966925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/05/stay-there.html' title='Stay there'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5874134330376561291</id><published>2009-04-28T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:31:57.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyoh!</title><content type='html'>Fulamak!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I haven't been updating.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE POST-&lt;a href="http://paroimia.com.my"&gt;PAROIMIA&lt;/a&gt; SYNDROME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the greatest production ever! Had an awesome, awesome time of my life!&lt;br /&gt;(Even though the sweat and tears were enough to pull anyone down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5874134330376561291?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5874134330376561291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5874134330376561291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5874134330376561291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5874134330376561291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/04/aiyoh.html' title='Aiyoh!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1983710679025822594</id><published>2009-03-30T22:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:28:12.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>What an intense 3 months it has been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what better way to end the semester than to attend DRC (District Rotaract Conference)?!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I really had fun during the conference, even if I wasn't directly involved in the activities most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6090copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6090copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During our journey to Eagle Ranch (PD), Shyan decided he'd drive the KL way by driving along the side of the road and cut into the lane later. As he was trying to cut in, Kit thought it'd be nice if he could charm the little girl in the car we were about to cut so the person driving wouldn't be upset. Haha. Kit is holding up Shyan's teddy by the way. (Don't ask.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember reaching Eagle Ranch, asking for the dorm key, then when I entered the dorm I found out from Nicholas Lim (who just walked out from the room) that it was gonna be a mixed dorm. Guys AND girls together. Then he tells me, "The guys inside are all topless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*immediate flashbacks of DIC (District Interact Conference) 2008 incident*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Wen and I opened the door, lo and behold, Dan, Kit and Andy were topless and they proudly said "This is indecent exposure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tau punnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay after a while. I got used to the sight of them. Even if Andy proudly walked around in his underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6141copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6141copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During the first night we played some games. These guys had to make meringue the quickest. It was funny because Chandra (2nd from left) was telling Wei Kein (first from left) "This is a woman's job lah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6159copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6159copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halfway through the game, the game masters decided to give them the sugar (which helps in the process) only if the 5 yolks were drunk up. Yogz did the honours. (Yum?) Then Dan from the other team did the same. Dang these guys are just amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6177copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6177copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They had a slow start at first, but managed to do so first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6178copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6178copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then these guys fought back immediately. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6204copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6204copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So they both won and got a prize - toilet rolls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More games were played later which included lotsa candles and water balloons! During the water balloon game, all of them targeted one person to burst the balloon and everyone rushed to grab that person. Gun, who was beside me, said "I wanna be that person grabbing wei." after realising that role was better than the role of the person bursting the balloon on someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know I was his victim in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2568_63060293021_687078021_1680691_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 260px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/2568_63060293021_687078021_1680691_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love this shot! Wei Kein shows most of his legs. Poser sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we did the usual stuff (the formal bits) but there were lots of games afterwards. Everyone had to make 'lollipops' out of hula hoops and newspapers, which was later used for a water-filled plastic bag bombs (an alternative to water balloons) war. The target was the 'lollipop'. There was also a game where everyone had to pass water using the cups tied to their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6578copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6578copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obviously, for their case, it wasn't on their heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6653copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6653copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my FAVOURITE. HAHAHAHA!! Nick Ho looks so intense as he holds Yan Jye's chin HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6797copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6797copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunil (with the stick) - "GO DOWN SOME MORE! GO DOWN SOME MORE!!" to Yan Jye haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conjunction with Earth Hour 2009, we had a nightwalk in the jungle. It was quite cool. Nice view of stars. Fresh and cool air. Scary obstacles along the path. Then you've got "scandals" due to people having to hold hands during the nightwalk....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we left for the nightwalk with 36 people and returned with 37 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night's pillow talk session...*cough Sanjeev cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6718copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6718copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRC was also the time a legend was born...aka Nicholas Goh who puked from the top bed (double decker bed) onto Dan and Vini who was sitting down on the bed below. Awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6801copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6801copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at DRC, honestly. It was just what I needed after a long semester!&lt;br /&gt;Kommy wish you were there laaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1983710679025822594?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1983710679025822594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1983710679025822594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1983710679025822594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1983710679025822594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-360309963996884167</id><published>2009-03-12T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:01:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So light the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6836copycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6836copycopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So, God give me patience, patience to see within the chaos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-360309963996884167?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/360309963996884167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=360309963996884167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/360309963996884167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/360309963996884167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-light-day.html' title='So light the day'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5990575142724301330</id><published>2009-02-27T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T02:28:59.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little blurb</title><content type='html'>"You seduce him, I'll slap you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bern, you still crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;So much for wanting to protect your so-called little brother eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5990575142724301330?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5990575142724301330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5990575142724301330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5990575142724301330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5990575142724301330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-blurb.html' title='A little blurb'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4170589375222953392</id><published>2009-02-24T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:56:30.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2046copycopycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2046copycopycopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want to love you but I don't know how."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4170589375222953392?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4170589375222953392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4170589375222953392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Randy asked that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never hit me until today, when the blind man stood on the bridge outside Ampang Park. I'm glad I turned back and said what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never made me happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2258609439461769438?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2258609439461769438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2258609439461769438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2258609439461769438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2258609439461769438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/02/heh.html' title='Heh.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5658260857503129883</id><published>2009-02-11T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:13:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2133copycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2133copycopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll know one day, someday, at any given time, if you'll ever be there waiting for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5658260857503129883?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5658260857503129883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5658260857503129883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5658260857503129883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5658260857503129883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-day.html' title='One day..'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5228150919952352100</id><published>2009-02-11T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:07:07.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what you're gonna get.</title><content type='html'>Something's are just better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me guys, I'm just trying to get my life back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5228150919952352100?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5228150919952352100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5228150919952352100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5228150919952352100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5228150919952352100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-youre-gonna-get.html' title='This is what you&apos;re gonna get.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4222999941359419601</id><published>2009-01-23T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:43:16.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A bumpy start to the new year.&lt;br /&gt;A sheet of paper not worth reading for my emotionalism.&lt;br /&gt;A friend who doesn't seem fazed by that at all.&lt;br /&gt;An annoying man to be bothered by -.-&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of friends who doesn't stop listening to my every whim.&lt;br /&gt;A plan to knock some sense into someone's head?&lt;br /&gt;A need to end this misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4222999941359419601?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4222999941359419601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4222999941359419601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4222999941359419601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4222999941359419601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/01/bumpy-start-to-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2143598201750338408</id><published>2009-01-12T16:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:32:58.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>Wan Ching is studying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;geology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That means she studies rocks and stones and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like Ross Gellar from Friends come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Yan Lyn says, "So next time when people ask you what you're studying, just say you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STONING.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Then it went on to "having&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; rock concerts&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;And if people ask what music she likes, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock 'n' Roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;So her fave band? "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROLLING STONES&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S : Soon Yen and Jackey are married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2143598201750338408?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2143598201750338408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2143598201750338408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2143598201750338408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2143598201750338408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2408487984395758460</id><published>2009-01-01T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:42:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>It's 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh 2008 passed me by in just a split second.&lt;br /&gt;2008 was a good year, for I've learned so much and achieved so much...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'll always appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to think about the life I had in 2008, I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to be glad of is for the second time in my life before the year ended, I settled some personal issues and faced my fears for the unknown. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm glad you kept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared wondering what's gonna happen this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....But should I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S : JAN is here! January I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2408487984395758460?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2408487984395758460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2408487984395758460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2408487984395758460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2408487984395758460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6025731863325183026</id><published>2008-12-28T20:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:20:29.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's 27th Dec for me.</title><content type='html'>The few days leading up to the 27th was an interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic Fiesta made me a PA once again (but I had fun!!), realised how going slow at Italianies was a good idea, learned something new during Christmas, was far from being shy with strangers at a party (funny...), tested my tolerance on certain substances (haha it's just alcohol), met new friends who really cracked me up, had a whole day spent on waiting for certain people to show up and setting up my exhibition space and wondered how much God has changed me throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (27th) I had to get off my bed early for a last-minute shoot with Theresa and Li Huey at Lake Gardens. They just wanted a cosplay photo shoot to be done before Li Huey leaves for Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never done a cosplay shoot before, and I've always wanted to do one, since I noticed there would be a slight difference from a normal model photoshoot. Cosplayers don't model themselves, but rather the characters they're portraying and cosplayers don't necessarily have to fit the ideology of a "model" where weight and looks are taken seriously. So that was definitely a first for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey aka Mika was the original photog for the shoot, she brought her 10 year-old brother along and it seems he may have some hidden talents with photography......Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for the Tiang Art Event at the MIA Arthouse because of the last-minute photoshoot and I felt so bad that Tuckie went there alone and I didn't get a chance to see him! He had to leave wayyy before I arrived. I still feel bad over what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apurva who joined the art exhibition as well brought her family along to see the works on display. I'm glad she liked what she saw, since I've been worried that she was hoping for something grander or something. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Ru was also another person who joined the exhibition and she brought her friend, Sasha, alone to the event. It's been a while since I've seen any ex-Cenfadians and I was glad I managed to get a few of us to be involved in the event like Pei Ru and Danial. Maria who was in the same foundation course with me was the organizer of the event actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danial's friend's (Afiq) dad, a batik artist was roped in to participate in the exhibition, so that's how I met many interesting people namely Afiq, Zuruel and Aswad. Even Afiq's dad was a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was spent at the house, we listened to music by local acts, camwhored (oh that was a good one, Pei Ru!) and probably talking a whole lot of crap. By the time we were done with dinner, we were so tired and sleepy because we were waiting for the acoustic set. The only downside to it was it started later than expected and I had to leave by the time it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave by then because I didn't want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt; Li Huey's Christmas party since I did promise her I'd go. As always I knew I'd have fun there, since I've been with these people for years now. I'm glad I always make it a point to spend time with these bunch of people as long as I have the opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something did happen during the party, but I won't touch on that. Wai Mun brought sake his sibling brought back from Japan, Rachel brought red wine. Oh that was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's 27th Dec 2008 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S : I'll remember Lake 'O' Ais tambah tahi itik.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S : I'll also remember Tepung GUNDAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6025731863325183026?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6025731863325183026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6025731863325183026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6025731863325183026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6025731863325183026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-27th-dec-for-me.html' title='That&apos;s 27th Dec for me.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7549100102835992540</id><published>2008-12-24T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:47:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9955copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9955copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't expect anything..........to change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7549100102835992540?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7549100102835992540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7549100102835992540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7549100102835992540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7549100102835992540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-leave.html' title='When I leave'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5224200627751150050</id><published>2008-12-16T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:48:53.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly high</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9753copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9753copycopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terry &amp;amp; Raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Forget gravity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5224200627751150050?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5224200627751150050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5224200627751150050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5224200627751150050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5224200627751150050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/fly-high.html' title='Fly high'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4639013110707537607</id><published>2008-12-15T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:35:53.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>On my last day (technically lah) of my first semester in Raffles, I submitted my works to Daffee. One of it was a photochop entitled Pareidolia. I did a banana pareidolia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "It's a giveaway and people know what it is at first glance."&lt;br /&gt;I told him, "But I tested it on my brother. He didn't notice it the first time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he storms out of the class with my assignment printout, heads to the accounts office. I was too scared to look, Yu Peng, on the other hand (along with Chris and Richard) all stood by the door, watching the ensuing "drama" taking place outside as Daffee questions the college staff about my work.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing in the room, waiting for Daffee to come back to the class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long later, he returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You passed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH WHAT A RELIEF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college I went to KLCC to meet up with VIVI MY DEAR VIVIEN!! I missed her so so much! It was a nice one, since we did weird stuff at the park just for the sake of helping her with her college project. Haha. Oh well. That's what friends are for. I love you Vivi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4639013110707537607?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4639013110707537607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4639013110707537607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4639013110707537607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4639013110707537607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1721497455242886758</id><published>2008-12-07T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:51:57.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever</title><content type='html'>I must not forget the reason why I chose to sponsor the Thai child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not forget why I got myself involved in the things I'm working on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember that, always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1721497455242886758?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1721497455242886758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1721497455242886758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1721497455242886758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1721497455242886758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-ever.html' title='Never ever'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8509783032471739019</id><published>2008-12-06T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:15:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>District Interact Conference</title><content type='html'>(This will only be a summary of what happened. Lazy to add in photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was given the task of the group discussion leader later at a last minute, so I had no choice but to just do what I was told to do. I had to take on Delta 4 and played a few games with Edwin's group as well. Not bad for my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I met Michell and Kalpana, and at one point, we asked each other our age and just as surprised as I was, Michell and I were of the same age. Only prob is that we don't look our age. Kalpana refused to accept my age until I showed my IC. Then this friend of Michell's (a Lower Six Interactor) found out I was the same age as him, he FREAKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT THAT OLD LAH WEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sylvia (I think) ran out of her room screaming as if something awful happened. Turns out, there was a cockroach "breach" in her room. Everyone else from all four rooms ran out (2 rooms for girls, 2 rooms for guys), Xiao Wen and I opened our room door and voila - LOTS OF TOPLESS GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Michell, Kalpana, Xiao Wen and I shared a room. We combined the beds and slept on it. You have no idea how many times I was squashed by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Edwin, Doou Han, Xiao Wen and I escaped "official ceremony duty" by thinking of ideas for a play for the night's performance night. We came up with so many hilarious ideas but it all went down the drain when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; Bernard (-.-) decided to make the Interactors spend the entire day working on a business challenge. It worked out despite really pissing us off because we spent so much time thinking of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Felt awfully bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Realised that guys have an advantage during Interact events because little girls would go after them asking for contact details without fail. I on the other hand, was thought of as a girl who looked 22 when I was 18, so I was rather "off-limits". COME ONNN PEOPLEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got lost in Klang but didn't feel bad about it because we had a lot of fun talking crap in the car, especially teasing Kalpana with her "interest" in Timothy. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got sick because Xiao Wen (who came down with a fever) asked me to try her drink. Turns out I ordered the same drink she did (why did I even say "yes"...). Edwin, who took some of her "scraps" got sick too. And we know very well why. How I realised I was sick when I was in the room with the guys and Richie opened the door. I never stopped sneezing since and I was declared unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We found out that Way Wen has really small feet when Richie borrowed his slippers and his toes were sticking out. I on the other hand, was wearing a pair of flip flops one size bigger. It was clear that we had to swap our footwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was squished even more the 2nd night sleeping on the bed with the other three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spent an entire hour in the car just to makan at a Bak Kut Teh restaurant. When we arrived, the shop owner says that their food was sold out, but they let us in anyway since it was a giant group with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convoy&lt;/span&gt; of (soooooo) many cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- May not had that much fun, but got experience leading Interactors as a Rotaractor for the first time. Way Wen still did a great job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8509783032471739019?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8509783032471739019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8509783032471739019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8509783032471739019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8509783032471739019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/district-interact-conference.html' title='District Interact Conference'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-240391461388830880</id><published>2008-12-02T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:13:39.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the Moon and stars smiled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1000copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_1000copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;December 1, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How amazing that it took an entire year for us to come to this point of amazement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-240391461388830880?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/240391461388830880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=240391461388830880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/240391461388830880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/240391461388830880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/even-moon-and-stars-smiled.html' title='Even the Moon and stars smiled'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4833451020150641991</id><published>2008-12-01T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:17:32.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0439copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_0439copycopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://leechlovesthewholewideworld.blogspot.com"&gt;Lee Cheng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My heart broke out in song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4833451020150641991?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4833451020150641991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4833451020150641991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4833451020150641991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4833451020150641991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh.html' title='Oh.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5903809473310644979</id><published>2008-11-30T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:04:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whooo</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been....bittersweet lately.&lt;br /&gt;I came home from the District Interact Conference last week, and my, it was fun, despite a few glitches and hiccups here and there. Quite an interesting experience since I went there as a Rotaractor when all these years I went there as a little hyper kid. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Psst, Segri, there was this guy from UTP Rotaract there as well. I didn't get a chance to talk to him though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty stressed after the conference due to deadlines and such. Not fun. You see, it really is different being a Rotaractor and coming home from the conference is not as exhilarating as it was back then. I DON'T HAVE HOLIDAYS IN NOVEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna type it out here to make sure I really do it. I will talk about the conference. Now that it'll sound different compared to my previous conference posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dang, I missed the day I lost my voice and sang "Stars" by Switchfoot on the way back to the UM dorms in 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh by the way, I finally met Pei Li (or Pey-Li?) today. The person whom everyone was telling me about, just because we looked so much alike. Terry, Pei Li and I took a photograph together and I just realised how all 3 of us look alike. Hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5903809473310644979?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5903809473310644979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5903809473310644979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5903809473310644979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5903809473310644979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/whooo.html' title='Whooo'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4359616950435224573</id><published>2008-11-26T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:15:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE</title><content type='html'>Why have I been screwing up so much lately?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of this. I'M TIRED OF THESE FREAKING SCREW-UPS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4359616950435224573?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4359616950435224573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4359616950435224573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4359616950435224573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4359616950435224573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/done.html' title='DONE'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8745816270988112804</id><published>2008-11-17T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:12:02.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why laaaaaa</title><content type='html'>Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;2008 ends in a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;That took me a while to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiam said, "Ya especially for you, since you just started studying in Raffles and the year is about to end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead on, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackieandwhite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; had been posting up photos from our graduating year last year on Facebook...and my, memories. Best one was the photo we took when we were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punished&lt;/span&gt; for not doing an English essay and instead on sulking and going all boo-hoo, we were HAPPY to get out of the class! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, to the point we started taking photos to celebrate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not mistaken, that was also the same day dear Segri spread her "shitbucket" disease all over the wall outside our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Niiiiiiiiiice....&lt;br /&gt;Eh I suddenly remembered the little room at the back of 5A11.&lt;br /&gt;Haha how we had fun "doing stuff" in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it so many times before, I miss school life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just my nostalgic side kicking in....as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK Sri Sentosa. A school everybody loved to hate but secretly loved as well.&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget the little things we did to amuse ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;And I will not deny the fact that I grew up a whole lot during my time there.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the weird (and wonderful) people I met along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to make myself sad by watching the 5A11 class video for 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus asked me to come back to school to visit them.&lt;br /&gt;I was flattered.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said it's because he wanted to play with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's funny how time moved so fast. I just felt as if the entire year just flashed before my eyes and it hits me - it's no longer the "beginning" or "mid" year any more. It's gonna be Christmas then New Year's then Chinese New Year's all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel like I'd wasted my whole year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8745816270988112804?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8745816270988112804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8745816270988112804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8745816270988112804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8745816270988112804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-laaaaaa.html' title='Why laaaaaa'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3455308326086968658</id><published>2008-11-16T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:26:32.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Eh I like your specs lah. You look like a graphic design student wearing it."&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyooooh.......But then ah, (explains the stereotypical design student style) and I saw so many of them dressed up like that at a conference recently."&lt;br /&gt;"Haha! So what are you studying now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Graphic design."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"........!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3455308326086968658?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3455308326086968658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3455308326086968658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3455308326086968658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3455308326086968658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/eh-i-like-your-specs-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-789184464141231793</id><published>2008-11-16T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:06:10.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9962copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9962copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is powerful. Don't doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events really reminded me to never miss a chance showing love to someone I care about.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for what He has done to this family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-789184464141231793?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/789184464141231793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=789184464141231793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/789184464141231793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/789184464141231793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-happens.html' title='It happens'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5858716958006443673</id><published>2008-11-07T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:17:34.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't thank you enough.</title><content type='html'>Thank you, everyone, for the concern over my dad's recent condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding on to God and I will never let go of it. I just don't want to see my dad in pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5858716958006443673?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5858716958006443673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5858716958006443673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5858716958006443673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5858716958006443673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-thank-you-enough.html' title='I can&apos;t thank you enough.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6774349121546934628</id><published>2008-11-04T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:03:57.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Lomo2copycopycopy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/Lomo2copycopycopy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"......'Cause I'm ready to break all the rules."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6774349121546934628?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6774349121546934628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6774349121546934628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6774349121546934628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6774349121546934628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Vision'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6658461284831539424</id><published>2008-11-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:29:05.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon Photomarathon</title><content type='html'>You could've done better, Canon.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6658461284831539424?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6658461284831539424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6658461284831539424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6658461284831539424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6658461284831539424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/11/canon-photomarathon.html' title='Canon Photomarathon'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1093736667981107690</id><published>2008-10-31T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:37:24.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is so not D-day.</title><content type='html'>May the best (wo)man wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Levine for kicking off the process of feeling nervous and anxious last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1093736667981107690?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1093736667981107690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1093736667981107690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1093736667981107690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1093736667981107690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-is-so-not-d-day.html' title='Tomorrow is so not D-day.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5390263388000957008</id><published>2008-10-28T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:18:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All grown up, maybe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6017copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6017copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last Saturday, Clarice, Winson and I managed to pull off another theme night dinner. Sharon was of great help too! Clarice chose an awesome theme for the dinner and it was "All Grown Up". We got a lot of baby photos from the leaders from YC and the college group and it definitely cracked us up seeing how they all looked so different when they were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go through some of my old photos, not for my own sake, but thinking how Cherie would be too busy to scour for hers to be used for the theme night, and I remember my family kept photos of her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I was, flipping through all the photos, then it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, technically, yeah, we all grew up. Funny how so much has changed from the innocent looks we used to have on our faces. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh yes, I remember laughing so hard during the dinner when I saw Joshua Foong's photo. Christian commented he would want to punch his face after seeing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the photo above, and I wonder, what would become of her, the little girl who would usually be at the Saturday morning wet market with the aunties and uncles, in years to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5390263388000957008?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5390263388000957008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5390263388000957008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5390263388000957008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5390263388000957008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-grown-up-maybe.html' title='All grown up, maybe.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7490609325241970747</id><published>2008-10-26T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:15:26.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip down to the crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9524copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9524copycopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still amazed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's just because these people found their calling and did something about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder.........what would I be called to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7490609325241970747?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7490609325241970747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7490609325241970747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7490609325241970747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7490609325241970747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-down-to-crossroads.html' title='A trip down to the crossroads'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1619198688868774062</id><published>2008-10-22T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:24:41.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8874copycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_8874copycopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I go to bed every night with a heavy heart?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I wake up every morning feeling lost and confused?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so dry?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so exhausted and worn out when I haven't done much to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I think that I'm slowly losing my sanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will all this come to an end......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1619198688868774062?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1619198688868774062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1619198688868774062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1619198688868774062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1619198688868774062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/save-me.html' title='Save me'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5913699117985718894</id><published>2008-10-21T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:40:16.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8969copycopy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8969copycopy3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_8969copycopy3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hearts need a beat, like awake needs asleep."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5913699117985718894?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5913699117985718894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5913699117985718894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5913699117985718894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5913699117985718894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-love.html' title='So much love'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7494311508435578813</id><published>2008-10-21T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:31:13.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, finally!</title><content type='html'>"Gives You Hell" is finally played on Malaysian radios. Hoorah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7494311508435578813?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7494311508435578813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7494311508435578813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7494311508435578813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7494311508435578813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-finally.html' title='Oh, finally!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3270853607905247490</id><published>2008-10-20T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:15:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Loy &amp; The Warehouse Project album launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11th Oct 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was the day most of us had been waiting for. After all the meetings we had to plan the event.....finally! Everyone was so busy doing what they were supposed to, glitches here and there, BUT! It was all great at the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to decorate the VIP room and some other places with balloons and we used helium. Yep, HELIUM. Wondering why the emphasis on "helium"? Well, it's because it's a reason for everyone to try out the squeaky talk when we inhale it......&lt;br /&gt;We did have fun besides the number balloons we had to deal with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9038copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9038copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9061copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9061copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Juliana enjoying themselves haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9065copycopy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9065copycopy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leech! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(test edit by the way....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9008copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9008copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Wong, thank you for the comment. Yes I love this shot too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an entire day of tying balloons (well, for me, that is...The others were probably doing soundcheck and stuff), the show kicked off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9353copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9353copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like shampoo ad only.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9318copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9318copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashing Darren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9463copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9463copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Probably enjoying the mood hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9340copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9340copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaaaames! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can feel his spirit as he bashes the drums XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9499copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9499copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9383copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9383copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac Ravi and his harmonica solo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9519copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9519copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina and Debra huhuhu....Fantastic singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9488copycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_9488copycopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys did a great job and put up a really good show for all of us that night!&lt;br /&gt;This is only their debut album, and we can't wait for their next releases!&lt;br /&gt;Truly a blessing =)&lt;br /&gt;Joe, Darren, Raymond, James, including Isaac Ravi, Nina and Debra....&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more shots of the show, check out my albums on Facebook. All of the shots I took are there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3270853607905247490?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3270853607905247490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3270853607905247490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3270853607905247490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3270853607905247490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/joe-loy-warehouse-project-album-launch.html' title='Joe Loy &amp; The Warehouse Project album launch'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3904896122403558966</id><published>2008-10-17T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:42:07.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6553copycopycopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6553copycopycopy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_6553copycopycopy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Like a shadow running after its master."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3904896122403558966?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3904896122403558966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3904896122403558966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3904896122403558966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3904896122403558966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-now.html' title='Here now.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8515235377438661960</id><published>2008-10-17T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:19:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...</title><content type='html'>*Chen Hui came back just recently, hit a few stops around town and just enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That woman ah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday would mark the last time I'd see her until next year. Made heads turn when the few of us sat outside, under the rain holding umbrellas at Steven's not-so-corner-like-corner.&lt;br /&gt;Even waiters wanted to photograph our "moment"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CJ cracked me up when he went berserk behind the wheel because the traffic was bad on the way out from college. He so reminds me of Kai Hao and Kenneth Kuan, I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just thought I needed to get it out of my head....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Joe Loy and the Warehouse Project debut album launch - amazing! James, being the drummer and always at the back, was nervous and it shows more clearly than on the rest of the band. Joe being the frontman was still holding up! Haih. Darren was still as dashing as he's known to be. Raymond.......still is Raymond lah. Anyway they all rocked and it's great to see good musicians doing their thing - even if they're "released" to the world for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos? Tunggu ye.......ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8515235377438661960?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8515235377438661960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8515235377438661960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8515235377438661960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8515235377438661960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/uh.html' title='Uh...'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-541394732971066979</id><published>2008-10-12T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:50:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_8707copycopy3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_8707copycopy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vivien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a reminder of those sunny moments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-541394732971066979?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/541394732971066979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=541394732971066979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/541394732971066979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/541394732971066979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-back.html' title='Look back'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8475598086467780446</id><published>2008-10-10T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:05:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it?</title><content type='html'>Cenfad closed down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8475598086467780446?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8475598086467780446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8475598086467780446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8475598086467780446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8475598086467780446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it?'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8658534796782962388</id><published>2008-10-09T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:02:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d034e9b2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d034e9b2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Leecheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dont carry the world upon your shoulders,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For well you know that its a fool who plays it cool,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by making his world a little colder."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8658534796782962388?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8658534796782962388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8658534796782962388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8658534796782962388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8658534796782962388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-you.html' title='Hey you'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7713767420950720581</id><published>2008-10-08T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:52:15.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why then</title><content type='html'>I can sometimes spend the whole night staring at the ceiling - because I may be to stoned to look at anything else. I can never understand why I'm always stoning though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had an interesting day at Raffles yesterday. Met Jim whom I knew when he left me a comment on my blog - funny how back then he was asking me about Cenfad and there we were, greeting each other in Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded at one point, I saw so many faces at the orientation and all of them looked so different and I had no idea how to react. Oh dear, why was I thinking too much when I had already experienced this when I first started college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and our batch is referred to as "the 1.1".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the orientation, Jim and I talked to the admin people for the college, enquiring about certain things and when I brought up the issue of my class exemptions, they immediately checked my records and stuff, then told me they had to give me a different timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Hmm okay......." and not long later Ms Ginie came back with a paper and everything on it looked different. All different classes to attend! Does it mean I won't be with the other 1.1 students? So Ms Ginie explained to me-lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're going to be joining the 3.1 group."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7713767420950720581?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7713767420950720581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7713767420950720581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7713767420950720581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7713767420950720581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-then.html' title='Why then'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8866967638081334501</id><published>2008-10-06T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:58:30.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_7904copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_7904copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Audrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All the dreamers in all the world are dizzy in the noodle."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Edie Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8866967638081334501?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8866967638081334501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8866967638081334501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8866967638081334501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8866967638081334501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-cup.html' title='For the cup'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4679962643228505228</id><published>2008-10-04T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:05:07.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's starting all over again</title><content type='html'>I know it sucked when I had to leave cenfad. I was just getting too comfortable with the place and I had to go on somewhere else. I'm officially a Raffles-ian come Oct 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much has been happening, though I worked for a week at Telegift (again) and met some nice people there lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Joe Loy and the Warehouse Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feat Joe Loy, Darren Ong, Raymond Dinshaw and James! (from Sri Sentosa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEBUT ALBUM LAUNCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ FGAKL, 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested? BE THERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4679962643228505228?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4679962643228505228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4679962643228505228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4679962643228505228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4679962643228505228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-starting-all-over-again.html' title='It&apos;s starting all over again'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8793632700793334595</id><published>2008-09-27T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:47:33.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoooooaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Aiyah don't feel like going out on Friday ler."&lt;div&gt;"But I book already wor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Har?? Okay fine fine. Where is it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"NOT TELLING."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Okay, are we going somewhere far or nearby?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lalalalala......" (continues driving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(conversation goes on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh where are we ah? This huge billboard looks like the one we would see on the highway on the way to Sepang lor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ya meh? Every other highway has big billboards also mar."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hmm...ya hor. You said you want to drive me around for 2 hours, might as well go to Sepang and back. It'll take exactly 2 hours!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hmm can also....Eh it's about time. Take that shirt and cover your eyes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Harrr? Must mehhhh.....Haiyo okay okay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(conversation goes on. 2 hours passed. Soon to be 12am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wei where are we lah??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Shhhh quiet lah you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(he gets out of his car, he speaks on the phone, asking where some person is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh wait I give something to my friend first."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whatever..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(loud noises could be heard. He gets back into the car and drives again. Not long later, he stopped the car.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WEI-JAN, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUU!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I see a girl holding a cake with 18 candles, we were all apparently at the side of the highway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...........AAAAAAAAAAA....................LIEN YINY!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I was surprised. Very surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just earlier on at night I was talking about her and she was right in front of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came back on a very strategic day from Sabah =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;EDWIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;LIEN YINY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for a night to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Edwin, you are very good at planning surprises.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm legal! HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8793632700793334595?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8793632700793334595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8793632700793334595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8793632700793334595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8793632700793334595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoooooaa.html' title='Whoooooaa!'/><author><name>Jan 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6059995283683686253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6059995283683686253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6059995283683686253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/dig-it-out.html' title='Dig it out.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8822464438150074526</id><published>2008-09-17T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:10:08.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There!</title><content type='html'>Most of my Design Studio "Beauty In The Broken" shots are on Facebook now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me : Wei-Jan Boey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8822464438150074526?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8822464438150074526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8822464438150074526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8822464438150074526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8822464438150074526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/there.html' title='There!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7903147126282096814</id><published>2008-09-16T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:26:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom-dee-ya-daa!</title><content type='html'>The world is so amazing, it really does make me wanna break into song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZPTryHq3ag"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZPTryHq3ag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;I love the clear blue skies,&lt;br /&gt;I love big bridges,&lt;br /&gt;I love when great whites fly&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world,&lt;br /&gt;And all its sights and sounds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom dee ya daa, boom dee ya daa,&lt;br /&gt;Boom dee ya daa, boom dee ya daa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the oceans,&lt;br /&gt;I love real dirty things,&lt;br /&gt;I love to go fast,&lt;br /&gt;I love Egyptian kings,&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world,&lt;br /&gt;And all its craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom dee ya daa,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tornadoes,&lt;br /&gt;I love arachnids,&lt;br /&gt;I love hot magma,&lt;br /&gt;I love the giant squids,&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world,&lt;br /&gt;It's such a brilliant place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom dee ya daa, boom dee ya daa, boom dee ya daa, boom dee ya daa, boom de ya daa......!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7903147126282096814?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7903147126282096814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7903147126282096814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7903147126282096814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7903147126282096814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/boom-dee-ya-daa.html' title='Boom-dee-ya-daa!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3439941714849893153</id><published>2008-09-15T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:05:48.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pei Ru's birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never forget the moment the incident occured to Sim and I in the car at Bangsar LRT station. I'm trying to forget it though. Bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not too long after the Design Studio and end of foundation, I went back to college to collect some things.&lt;div&gt;I walked into the room that has become my sort of "artistic home" for months now and it felt so empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see Viv's mannequins, still with her drapings on it. Looks like she has no intentions on keeping it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My place was a mess, because I made it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took out whatever that I had to bring home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;12th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks, I know, that Nizam and I couldn't see Grace and Viv before their flight to London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nearly cried the night before when I had to break the news that I wouldn't be able to see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after I came home, I looked at the clock and it was 12 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it hit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their flight is at 12.15 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they in tears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they carrying their huge luggage bags and entering the plane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they scared? Excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I was thinking too much in just a span of a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their lives are just about to change. I believe it will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how the day after that the few of us from cenfad gathered as a farewell gathering for Sheng, who is also leaving to UK, but later than Grace and Vivien. Sheng had apparently bugged everyone to have a gathering organised a week before this. Alex was telling me I should take the wall from my Design Studio home. Alamak. Where am I gonna put that wall in my house laaaaah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me not to care about it anyway, since the college is dead and no one's gonna come after me for taking college property. Even Sim and the rest wants to take their spotlights home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like we're gonna bring the college down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although Danial and I had to leave early for some "comic/PSP/tattoo shop appointment" at Sg Wang, it was great that we all got to see Sheng before he leaves to UK. All of us were hoping that he can take care of himself there, since all of them have been together with him for over 2 years. That's long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family had Mooncake festival dinner. Probably the first festival dinner with the puppy around. Cherie and Eugene did the lanterns and it looked really nice. We could just stand outside the house staring all night! With mooncakes in our hands as well lah. I just love this family lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A side note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, you know you can do it, Sheng!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3439941714849893153?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3439941714849893153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3439941714849893153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3439941714849893153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3439941714849893153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-not-end.html' title='It&apos;s not the end.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8440367364917724207</id><published>2008-09-15T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:42:35.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final days of cenfad.</title><content type='html'>Semester 2 was definitely a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;Some left, some stayed, but dropped out halfway through the semester.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was only the 5 of us - Grace, Vivien, Nadiah, Jonathan and I.&lt;br /&gt;Design Studio was something all Foundation 2 students have to endure, but we made the best out of the time we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was themed "Beauty in the Broken", based on Starfield's 2006 album name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=389ce8e0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/389ce8e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace was trying her best to burn certain parts of my ghost puppet. She actually has issues using a lighter -.-...she gets so scared whenever there's flame on the cloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fb546e7d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/fb546e7d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So.....Rahman came to the rescue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f85511a4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/f85511a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had burnt hair because I tried to put out the flame on the puppet with Grace yelling and panicking in the background. Haihhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=75ac065b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/75ac065b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Ghost and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=60e9ca51.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/60e9ca51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I am armed and dangerous!" - Vivien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f2f0754c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/f2f0754c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that's my wall actually. Grace was just too free and too jobless so she gave me a helping hand with the paintwork.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2cfa4219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/2cfa4219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes. Thanks to Vivien and "Ah Boey" as the mascot. Ah, she's gonna introduce "Ah Boey" to London-ers now! I'm gonna be famous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bb1eaaa6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/bb1eaaa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us had about 1-2 weeks left before the presentation. Viv was having a tough time inserting the pins into the mannequin. But her drapework turned out pretty nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6ce85e8a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/6ce85e8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Painting boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=992cfbf4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/992cfbf4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A part of Viv's unused material, I really thought it could be pants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Viv I still can't believe you actually showed everyone the cape one! Blerrrghhh!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6a9d13e8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/6a9d13e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Viv is climbing her silver tree. Serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7b798802.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/7b798802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pixar dude! Grace, oh, Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The BIG DAY. 5th Sept 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=82adc65e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/82adc65e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poster and 1st wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I considered that wall my process/research wall. Nizam said he loved it so much that he'd wanna take it home. Bleh, it's MINEEE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e69057d7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/e69057d7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My centrepiece - the ghostly-looking angel (it was unintentional okay) and the tower of boxes with an angel painted on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4b5a1f03.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/4b5a1f03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was how the boxes looked like before they were stacked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cf8aa166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/cf8aa166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feature wall #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7014413c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/7014413c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feature wall #2 (middle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8b35cc0e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/8b35cc0e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feature wall #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31a29b25.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/31a29b25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken a week before the presentation. We were seriously fooling around with the walls, camwhoring and stuff.....Until Khairul came in to the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ebc8c4ff.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/ebc8c4ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=751cd8e4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/751cd8e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=281d6c0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/281d6c0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d4eebc25.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d4eebc25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jonathan was forced to go first. His concept was "We Are The Giants Of The City."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=45e59d29.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/45e59d29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace next. the Untitled project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=076ec103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/076ec103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her cool poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b11cee02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/b11cee02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nadiah and "Disfigurements". Nadiah has a cleft lip and she talked about her experiences. During the rehearsal she broke down talking about it. Glad that she could step out of that to prove that there is a sense of empowerment even in difigured and damaged beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f82ff5db.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/f82ff5db.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nadiah's slide projector-box. Those are actually X-ray slides of the jaw. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv, I have no idea why there were no pics of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the last to present. Kommy and Norma were very nice (and free) to drop by and listen to the presentation. They said I went cuckoo doing my "performance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I whacked the stacked-up boxes until everything fell just to prove my point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I may have gotten a lil cuckoo with the project.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very glad that my presentation went well, no glitches, everything was just great! Can't be any more happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only after the presentation that everything started to feel....different.&lt;br /&gt;We were all packing our stuff, taking down what had been our hard work for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;I was tearing down all the pics I had spent a huge sum of money to print out.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at every space in the room, it started to feel very empty.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was pointing towards one thing - that college life in cenfad was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1a552592.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/1a552592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the antics and the kekecohan we all caused during classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b6eab72e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/b6eab72e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel smacking butt? Oh my lecturers showing true colours the moment they are no longer our lecturers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f797c94d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/f797c94d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nizam's car had bird poo. Eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0d4eb65f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/0d4eb65f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The wheelbarrow also tak lepas. Aiyoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1619c5eb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/1619c5eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2e9978b9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/2e9978b9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nizaaaam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1de9f83b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/1de9f83b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=74cf26bf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/74cf26bf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0550b1b6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/0550b1b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=748a2832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/748a2832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah Boey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Viv's trademark character - created only after she met me in college. Apparently my surname is gonna go global. Ho ho ho.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all felt it.&lt;br /&gt;We all saw the flashbacks of our days spent in this place.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was dying.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we only spent 9 months here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5f2bb0a3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/5f2bb0a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me, Ami, Shafiq, Jonathan, Farah, Seok Boon, Grace, Vivien, Nadiah, Robyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8440367364917724207?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8440367364917724207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8440367364917724207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8440367364917724207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8440367364917724207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/final-days-of-cenfad.html' title='Final days of cenfad.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8202877684548289629</id><published>2008-09-08T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:38:40.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point Of Difference (POD) Varsity Camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29th Aug - 1st Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worrying at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How am I gonna juggle Design Studio work and stuff Hock Seng asked me to do for camp??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya know what? It was worth going. Best part was Design Studio went well. So maybe attending the camp was a good choice after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hock Seng asked me to do some stuff during camp and even got me to become the official photog. I got Ben to go to the camp, his first camp to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for attending =)&lt;br /&gt;Clarice and I joined forces once again! She's just the best lah! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Funny how she could stay up so late studying with just a flashlight......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the highlights :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d6479fed.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d6479fed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My group, Thundercats! That's Bernard holding the banner. I was worried my bad drawing would spoil the banner, but it worked out fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=13081853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/13081853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had to make an egg protector as part of the games. Our group was the only one out of two which survived (there were about 10 teams altogether?). Hoorah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=216c1ac4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/216c1ac4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Probably the best teammates ever! Brian, Bryan, Winson, Camela, Audrey Ling, Bernard, and Audrey Hee. RAWR! or....miaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=96ed5c56.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/96ed5c56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thunder - cat, geddit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d11183aa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d11183aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=307542a5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/307542a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the Merdeka countdown - "Conform".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0161bdc0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/0161bdc0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Semangat giler. We had to sing the national anthem after the countdown. For the first time in my life, I didn't feel reluctant singing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7d04c0fb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/7d04c0fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;James and Daniel Chong - nutheads as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=193434f4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/193434f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark Poh and morning exercise. Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=457e51a6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/457e51a6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hock Seng - the morning exercise that turned into a.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=44e315d4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/44e315d4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joe looked really funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3ffbc487.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/3ffbc487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the committee announced the "extraordinary teams" during camp, Thundercats was called, but suddenly Ps Jeremy said, "Oh sorry, not Thundercats." and poor Audrey Ling had to walk back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone was laughing at our "fate" (that we didn't get a prize). Every group got a prize in fact, except for us and 3 other teams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, the "extra-EXTRAordinary teams" were called. After announcing the 3rd team, Ps Jeremy said, "Did I miss out anyone?", and everyone pointed at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we got the HUGE prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we decided to show off by throwing our prizes into the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And whoever said we weren't gonna win? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In your face, Edson! Laugh some more lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=64bacb3f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/64bacb3f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bernard caught a bug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f17f7f3d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/f17f7f3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huge alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a0fa349b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/a0fa349b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Kwok and Kenny - A scene in a skit with Switchfoot's "Dare You to Move" as the background song. Skit reminiscent of the one for "Everything" by Lifehouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d914da1e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d914da1e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joe doing his thing =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b1d1d8ce.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/b1d1d8ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaac Ravi looks gooooood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c5ad41cd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/c5ad41cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheryl Pue's head! Rockin woman she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last night at Peacehaven, the few of us played games like Pepsi cola and the Thumb game. How I miss playing the step-on-someone-else's-foot game. The thumb game was so simple yet entertaining. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bd404d07.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/bd404d07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A "yuuuuum seeeeeeeeng" to the last day of camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cc20ee85.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/cc20ee85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jian Shen and his buddy Frankie. Jian Shen was sad because his buddy doesn't talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=71937365.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/71937365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AAAANNOOOOORRAAAAAAA!! hehe. Annora. Can't resist her cuteness lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=82600642.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/82600642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Darren's great idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the air - Joe, Dalvin, Darren and Chu Yueh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the ground - Lee Cheng, Michelle and Katherine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36920744.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/36920744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joy, also a photog. She said she looked like a ROCKERRRRR here. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=628a16d6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/628a16d6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL OF US.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well I was taking the photo....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - an AWESOME camp. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jack Chan, I'll never forget that. Thank you, once again. In fact, I can never thank you enough. God bless you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8202877684548289629?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8202877684548289629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8202877684548289629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8202877684548289629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8202877684548289629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/point-of-difference-pod-varsity-camp.html' title='Point Of Difference (POD) Varsity Camp!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3481718618780311898</id><published>2008-09-04T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:55:46.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyoooh.</title><content type='html'>POD Varsity Camp&lt;br /&gt;DA BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design Studio&lt;br /&gt;90% complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye to the memories&lt;br /&gt;Never fun =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you guys are free tomorrow morning at 10, come by to my college for the Design Studio presentation yah. Will post up photos soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3481718618780311898?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3481718618780311898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3481718618780311898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3481718618780311898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3481718618780311898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/09/aiyoooh.html' title='Aiyoooh.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3378802918407711456</id><published>2008-08-28T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:19:35.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>Oh God, help me think properly now! I want to do well! Please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3378802918407711456?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3378802918407711456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3378802918407711456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3378802918407711456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3378802918407711456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8574016003200258979</id><published>2008-08-22T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:22:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c3312292.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/c3312292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vivien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Have faith when you call my name."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8574016003200258979?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8574016003200258979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8574016003200258979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8574016003200258979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8574016003200258979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember.html' title='Remember.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7500241131945951566</id><published>2008-08-21T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:30:02.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dQ6Mrl8dvaM/SK1CdhLh2vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kdKKKwdOzMA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236915016592120562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dQ6Mrl8dvaM/SK1CdhLh2vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kdKKKwdOzMA/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This black pup was found hiding among the pots in my house garden on Tuesday morning. The pup had been making a lot of noise, my dog found him, sniffed and created havoc all morning. The pup was placed in the box, somehow made its way into the house, and got comfortable sleeping under the cupboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total "Sweat!!" moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad said he'd been looking for a black dog for a while now and the sudden appearance of this puppy was like Godsent or something. We still don't know where it came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum can't handle an additional pet in the house, let alone a PUP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I mention that my dad even NAMED the puppy LUCKY?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"SWEAT!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now "Lucky" is soooo comfortable living in the house, mum wants my dad to find a new home for it fast, before any of us would have emotional attachments to the "addition".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days past, this puppy is driving me nuts because it wants to bite everything!! My poor left hand.......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7500241131945951566?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7500241131945951566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7500241131945951566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7500241131945951566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7500241131945951566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-black-pup-was-found-hiding-among.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dQ6Mrl8dvaM/SK1CdhLh2vI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kdKKKwdOzMA/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8631965412910058725</id><published>2008-08-21T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:23:51.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e809a52d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/e809a52d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For freedom is a gift and a curse."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8631965412910058725?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8631965412910058725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8631965412910058725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8631965412910058725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8631965412910058725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/fly-away.html' title='Fly away'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2157992244446871169</id><published>2008-08-15T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:18:58.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=574fb670.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/574fb670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For our deepest struggles are within ourselves."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2157992244446871169?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2157992244446871169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2157992244446871169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2157992244446871169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2157992244446871169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/no.html' title='No.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2433081293779284306</id><published>2008-08-10T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:32:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh.</title><content type='html'>I have so many photos, I just don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;Design Studio project for college is wearing everyone down, especially for those who don't really know what they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel for some who have financial issues (they can't complete their final pieces if they don't have enough money) and probably time contraints since the presentation is the first week of next month.&lt;br /&gt;Technically, we're all driven to the edge, how Khairul asked us to "go crazy!" over this project and how we have to go all out to prove a point (about our chosen theme).&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, we're slowly losing our spirit that was stronger before. Especially since several people left the class. What worries me more is my life in semesters after this. Almost everyone's leaving to pursue their dreams elsewhere, I'm stuck here because I'm afraid of going through the whole rollercoaster ride again. I suppose if it's my calling to stay, I'd stay. So far, I think that's what I'm asked to do.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever who has been a part of the photoshoots I called for, I thank you very much. Sorry I won't be able to release those photos till after the presentation is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, whoever who watched the trailer for the local horror film &lt;strong&gt;Susuk&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm proud to say that you would see the main character running outside my college classroom. Cool ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;......Not for Grace though. She got so freaked out, especially when Khairul told us ghost stories about our college. The day he told us the latest story was the day "something" happened. So, haha. Entertainiiiiiing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2433081293779284306?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2433081293779284306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2433081293779284306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2433081293779284306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2433081293779284306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/gosh.html' title='Gosh.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-899591446881987942</id><published>2008-08-04T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:33:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion World Tour 08</title><content type='html'>Paying RM20 for the ticket was probably the best move I've ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No regrets for the Passion conference!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Indescribable, uncontainable, You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Side track -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always have weird choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. At KFC, I asked for a serviette. At the same time Sin Ying and Heng Hwee pulled out a piece, and I had no idea who to take it from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. After a late dinner at the mamak, I needed to borrow money to pay off my meal. Randy and Sin Ying pulled out an RM5 note at the same time. Best part was, THEY ASKED ME TO CHOOSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-899591446881987942?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/899591446881987942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=899591446881987942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/899591446881987942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/899591446881987942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/08/passion-world-tour-08.html' title='Passion World Tour 08'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7850193044124709742</id><published>2008-07-29T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:36:46.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh?</title><content type='html'>Hein Tje and I had a chat not too long ago. Just catching up with our lives. Halfway through the conversation, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wat happen to you...so sadist already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eeerrkk.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7850193044124709742?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7850193044124709742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7850193044124709742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7850193044124709742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7850193044124709742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/eh.html' title='eh?'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4054242169933896325</id><published>2008-07-29T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:21:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's all good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=69735ed1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/69735ed1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Still a little bit delirious."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4054242169933896325?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4054242169933896325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4054242169933896325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4054242169933896325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4054242169933896325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-its-all-good.html' title='When it&apos;s all good'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1959903610513292940</id><published>2008-07-28T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:56:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I blame myself for being too compassionate at times.&lt;br /&gt;You treated me like any other friend that day, even though the memory of the time you treated me like shit lingers in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it, why do I always fall for jerks?!&lt;br /&gt;You called me by that name.&lt;br /&gt;People who do not treat me right do not have the right to call me that.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it sounded nicer.&lt;br /&gt;You did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm drawn back into this twisted cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed, bloody pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bet you're too shallow to even realise I'm going through all this shit because of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1959903610513292940?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1959903610513292940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1959903610513292940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1959903610513292940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1959903610513292940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-blame-myself-for-being-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-853048583079587106</id><published>2008-07-28T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:30:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1590239/20080701/all_american_rejects.jhtml"&gt;http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1590239/20080701/all_american_rejects.jhtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how pleased I am right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-853048583079587106?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/853048583079587106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=853048583079587106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/853048583079587106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/853048583079587106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2552279002954748086</id><published>2008-07-27T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:13:36.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOOO!</title><content type='html'>Adrian Lee, Vivien Chong and Boey Wei-Jan = Totally stoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian crowd = SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson = No cameras allowed, &lt;em&gt;WHY SO SERIOUS?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local acts = DANIEL LEE?! &lt;em&gt;KAU MENG&lt;/em&gt; ARRR!!&lt;br /&gt;(though dreadlocks guy from some percussion unit was so cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAUGHTRY = THE AWESOMEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2552279002954748086?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2552279002954748086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2552279002954748086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2552279002954748086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2552279002954748086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/woohooo.html' title='WOOHOOO!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5496640875046363183</id><published>2008-07-26T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:44:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitting in my pants</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeding myself with hatred and having myself tempted to find out every shit in this person's life just to feel that I'm always the better one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in truth, I hate the fact that this other person has something that I don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I change into a sucker for the need to hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know that I was a victim of this person's dysfunctional personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find my way back. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All these lives that you've been taking, don't you know it's violation?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5496640875046363183?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5496640875046363183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5496640875046363183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5496640875046363183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5496640875046363183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/shitting-in-my-pants.html' title='Shitting in my pants'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7856407614460198637</id><published>2008-07-24T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:07:03.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did it</title><content type='html'>It was a spur-of-the-moment thought.&lt;br /&gt;All started thanks to &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take that much time to decide on doing it.&lt;br /&gt;And I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conch piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I actually enjoyed the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7856407614460198637?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7856407614460198637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7856407614460198637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7856407614460198637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7856407614460198637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/did-it.html' title='Did it'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8136280517982194803</id><published>2008-07-18T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:12:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Garden CG'S outing!</title><content type='html'>My cell group went to Malacca on July 5th. In case you've been wondering what the Randy and James shot was all about. We were all just having fun posing in the places we visited in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before the few of us watched Kung Fu Panda. It was such a hilarious movie. The broken pot scene still cracks me up until now. Whenever we talk about the funny scenes, James would say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh you know what was the best part?"&lt;br /&gt;"Which part?"&lt;br /&gt;"The scene about the good news and the bad news."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Got meh??"&lt;br /&gt;"The Madagascar 2 trailer I mean."&lt;br /&gt;"DOHHHHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I stayed over at Sin Ying's house so it would be convenient when Randy picks us up. My night at Sin Ying's was interesting, haha. Her pet dog Sandy is so small and manja! She likes to get people's attention, and Sin Ying warned me about how she'll sleep on the edge of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sandy slept at the edge of my mattress. When she realised I woke up (and finding out she was near my foot), she decided to walk over to my side!! I was so scared I would squash her or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4590resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4590resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sandy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Randy drove the van and Sin Ying kept saying he'd be slow. True enough he was lah. We could've arrived like, 30 mins earlier and he didn't even want to drive on the right lane! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4651resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4651resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A no entry sign in the middle of the highway?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4670resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4670resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sin Ying, Grace (Chew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching Malacca, we were all starving, and we headed to the famous chicken rice ball restaurant for our breakfast. Funny thing, this is the 2nd time I have been to Malacca and I have not eaten chicken rice ball. I thought the balls were pork balls at first =S But no one knew I was confused though. Ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4702resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4702resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKER!! XD - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Jonker Street and Stadhuys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4709resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4709resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4711resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4711resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4721resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4721resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4723resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4723resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4724resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4724resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;James and bags. Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4740resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4740resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posers. James and Randy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4744resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4744resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4746resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4746resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4750resizedcopu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4750resizedcopu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4761resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4761resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the "famous" nyonya ais kacang. And it's weird that the shop we went into was empty O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolled around Jonker Street for good buys after that. Bought some stuff for the birthday fellas (which I haven't given out to them yet.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4784resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4784resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randy and Sin Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4785resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4785resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sin Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4885resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4885resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Panas ah!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to leave and head to A Famosa and have lunch around there. We went to this shopping mall (Mahkota Parade or not?) and James who drove, had a big problem when he entered the parking lot. The van was too big! We were so scared that the top would be scratched by the height indicator railing or something. Ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After parking, we entered the mall and while walking, we saw a bunch of cosplayers in the centre of the mall and we were pretty dumbfounded on what's going on....I mean, one fine day we go to Malacca and there are COSPLAYERS there?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4893resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4893resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Star Wars music plays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, GSC was gonna open there, and the cosplayers were there to promote it. Coolness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4897resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4897resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace says that the cosplayer has great eyes. She couldn't stop talking about it. Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch at Old Town Cafe, we walked around and posed wherever possible =D Seriously-lah, we were like typical tourists. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4917resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4917resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4920resized.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4920resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Horsie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4950resizedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4950resizedcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4961resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_4961resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_5016resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_5016resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of sightseeing and posing (cough), we went to Tan Kim Hock to buy stuff. Apparently James HAS to bring back stuff from his trip so we had to go in there to buy things there. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_5064resizededit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_5064resizededit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With our buys! - James, Grace, Sin Ying, yours truly and Nelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn lame-lah. The people in the house on the right of the pic stared at us like we were weirdos. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, cool trip! The furthest Happy Garden CG has travelled! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8136280517982194803?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8136280517982194803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8136280517982194803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8136280517982194803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8136280517982194803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-garden-cgs-outing.html' title='Happy Garden CG&apos;S outing!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1709971676610403122</id><published>2008-07-16T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:26:54.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer '08 Highlights</title><content type='html'>Andy-lah. Said he would like to see some shots of the cheerleaders. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d66388a8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/d66388a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D*Starz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6fad22a4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/6fad22a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiyoh! Adele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7aadcaa6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/7aadcaa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KA POW!" Sellors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3ade0403.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/3ade0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce (Grace's sis) from Dynamitez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=27482217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/27482217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st runner-up! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no shots of the champ, Shirtliff. I was too tired so I decided to just watch the set =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1709971676610403122?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1709971676610403122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1709971676610403122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1709971676610403122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1709971676610403122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/cheer-08-highlights.html' title='Cheer &apos;08 Highlights'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1827392121647981409</id><published>2008-07-13T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:31:23.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>During Bon Odori, Wai Mun was on the phone with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh. Hmm. You want to change your tampon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to change your tampon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to change your tampon??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"OHHH You want CENDOL!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=da5c8299.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/da5c8299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bernard /Kou, Theresa, Grandmama Mugen and Wai Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I actually missed you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1827392121647981409?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1827392121647981409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1827392121647981409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1827392121647981409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1827392121647981409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6994385220157558203</id><published>2008-07-08T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:28:21.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I see...</title><content type='html'>I guess college life from the moment I stepped out of school has taken its toll on me. Which kinda sucks at times, remembering how fun school life can be. (I actually miss Puan Tan's antics! Am I crazy?) So what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE FRIKKIN PLAYED PICK-UP-STICKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....with satay sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Grace-lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we even dragged Khairul our lecturer into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would run back and forth from our work tables (while completing our assignments) for our turn to pick up a stick without moving the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, Khairul got the most sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Grace and I kept debating about having a sense of humour. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....which she doesn't. Ho, ho, ho.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6994385220157558203?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6994385220157558203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6994385220157558203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6994385220157558203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6994385220157558203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-i-see.html' title='Oh I see...'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3548321145036494163</id><published>2008-07-08T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:21:43.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil bit more</title><content type='html'>One week. Just one more week before it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Joshua, the font is The Simpsons font. Cool eh? =D]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3548321145036494163?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3548321145036494163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3548321145036494163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3548321145036494163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3548321145036494163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/lil-bit-more.html' title='Lil bit more'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-502117771675295004</id><published>2008-07-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:08:26.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hu hu hu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a02bf971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/a02bf971.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Randy and James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A teaser for what's to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-502117771675295004?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/502117771675295004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=502117771675295004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/502117771675295004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/502117771675295004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/hu-hu-hu.html' title='Hu hu hu'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2469619701521287228</id><published>2008-07-04T15:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:16:28.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever....?</title><content type='html'>Ever enjoyed the rush when you pour cold water on your body and it's so cold that you'll jump about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever stared at the clouds and imagine they were celestial beings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever danced like a fool (and sang like one too) without caring about what others may think because the song stuck in your head moved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever created an imaginary world at the sight of a sand pile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt so relieved after climbing up or running down a hill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever raced with a friend to reach someplace first even if it was childish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ran and jumped about on a field just because you want to feel the breeze on your hair and cheeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lied down on the grass to just stare at the blue sky and listen to the sound of trees swaying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever stopped at your tracks just because a simple sight of the sun rays caught your eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had visions of your life when you find yourself all alone in the middle of a street at night before raining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tickled and be tickled by someone and laughed so hard that you feel so exhausted afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever sat on a swing just because you wanted to feel like flying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever jumped into a pool during a sunny day to see an "unseen" world in the water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever looked up into the sky when it rains because the raindrops looked like it were coming from heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever messed up a pile of leaves just because it would look like autumn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had flashes of your past when you hear a song for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ever wished that all these moments would never come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2469619701521287228?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2469619701521287228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2469619701521287228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2469619701521287228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2469619701521287228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/07/ever.html' title='Ever....?'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4702869057191388062</id><published>2008-06-28T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:48:37.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiyoh!</title><content type='html'>Part 1: On the outside&lt;br /&gt;Name: Boey Wei-Jan&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth: 27th Sept 1990&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: Single, available, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: On the Inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese lorrr....Anything else is to be confirmed =D&lt;br /&gt;Your Fear: Losing the things which my life depends on...Sad to say, I wish I don't get paranoid about losing anything that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: Yesterday, Today &amp;amp; Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: What's the time?&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime: people, what is tomorrow like, how am I gonna go through with my work.&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: The days when everyone I miss are together laughing our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Both are fine with me =)&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Nike has cooler designs =D&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea: Both for different moods hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5: Do You...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Oh how I wish I could say the opposite of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: homemade grape wine? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 7: Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game: Naaah.&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: Hmm. Never thought of it. But my personality changes according to whom I'm spending my time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 8: Age&lt;br /&gt;You're hoping to be married: 27-30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 9: In A Guy/Girl&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour: Blue, green, brown?&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Green also can =P&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 10: What Were You Doing?&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago: Thinking of what hair length suits a guy I'm interested in.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: Running back and forth to clean up a room in the church after a successful dinner.&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago: Err, doing the same as the above. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 11: Finish The Sentences&lt;br /&gt;I love: being myself.&lt;br /&gt;I miss : people who made my life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I need: God, friends, family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 12: Tag&lt;br /&gt;Bleeehhhhhh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out 5 presents you wish for your upcoming birthday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Macbook Pro.&lt;br /&gt;2. My calling to be revealed to me.&lt;br /&gt;3. A 70-200mm lens&lt;br /&gt;4. Chances to spend time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. A good grade for Design Studio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4702869057191388062?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4702869057191388062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4702869057191388062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4702869057191388062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4702869057191388062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiyoh.html' title='Haiyoh!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-2506800055575102490</id><published>2008-06-26T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:46:30.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting.</title><content type='html'>All of us in college find our lecturer Khairul cutely amusing. At one point, he found delight in oxygen jelly-ish balls for fish bowls. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The fascinating blue balls in water!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then he comes to class with a load of sweet stuff like choc wafers and ROCKY snacks. Next he giggles whenever he overhears our conversations about something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translating English songs into Malay is definitely fun. And oh, we have to try to sing it after directly translating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"BERHENTI DAN MERENUNG." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;("Stop and stare")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"SEMBILAN DALAM PETANG, MATA KAMU SEBESAR BULAAAN..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;("It's nine in the afternoon, your eyes are the size of the mooooon...")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kommy became &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;an ass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by making Segri and I &lt;s&gt;stalk&lt;/s&gt; follow this random dude in the &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt; when she noticed he looked very much like someone she knew. And oh, we needed to take a shot of him with the camera phone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel our lecturer is &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;. His sms to me says, "&lt;strong&gt;Yo&lt;/strong&gt; morrow class at 10 k. Spread the word. Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, "YO"? &lt;em&gt;Who would've thought..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy's cheeky smile gets to my bones at times. And he likes to deny he's being sarcastic to me by saying, "SERIOUS!!" AAAAAND James would always join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo + Horlicks is a wonderful combination. I've been ordering that every Friday after CG since a few months back. Yong Shen, my "Horlicks drink buddy" was quite taken aback when he came back after months in National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyan turned down my request for him to have my Coke because he "didn't want to drink and drive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin will always end up driving a car with girls around. Somehow-&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segri was wondering who on earth Winson Boey was. Funny story, I only met this COUSIN of mine last month. Once again, who would've thought?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-2506800055575102490?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/2506800055575102490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=2506800055575102490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2506800055575102490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/2506800055575102490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/interesting.html' title='Interesting.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4529130788010544916</id><published>2008-06-17T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:40:52.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Douche bag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What happened to us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4529130788010544916?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4529130788010544916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4529130788010544916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4529130788010544916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4529130788010544916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/douche-bag.html' title='Douche bag.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4400253798940468742</id><published>2008-06-17T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:32:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn</title><content type='html'>For months I stared at the expensive guitar in the hall, not knowing whether to touch it or not. Ever since I stopped my classes because of college, I haven't been playing it. Only recently I decided to FINALLY get my hands on Greenday's "Time of Your Life" tabs. I still can't master the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered what got me started to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it because I was starting to like the rock-er side of music? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and to get boybands and pop groups out of my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it because praise and worship sessions in church seems to be super awesome? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(especially with the riffs and all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever reason it was, it wasn't because I needed to follow in anyone's footsteps. Maybe all the influences just came in at once that the only thing I could do was to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated having to play classical at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised I could also try out electric guitar. Damn the feeling was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to play drums. But being stupid not knowing what to whack first ain't gonna get me anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these while Maria was bugging me that I join her to make one BAND which I thought was a ridiculous idea, because I can't even play the guitar properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll never be good at it, but knowing chords would do me justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4400253798940468742?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4400253798940468742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4400253798940468742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4400253798940468742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4400253798940468742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/darn.html' title='Darn'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1696774282883360348</id><published>2008-06-15T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:45:47.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9d89f88f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/9d89f88f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Until the last of days."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1696774282883360348?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1696774282883360348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1696774282883360348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1696774282883360348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1696774282883360348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-days.html' title='Last days'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3986029770592366533</id><published>2008-06-15T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:22:56.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0ec8e99a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/0ec8e99a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Goodbye my hopeless dream."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3986029770592366533?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3986029770592366533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3986029770592366533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3986029770592366533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3986029770592366533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-302849879968319671</id><published>2008-06-11T01:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:22:36.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang</title><content type='html'>We all miss Shafiq. Class seems quieter without him. We still count him in when we pay for the parking fee. LRT rides home don't feel the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segri is leaving so soon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But she'll be back for her bro's birthday, WHICH IS ALSO ON THE SAME DAY AS MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all saw the Astro On Demand advertisement dude (The one who sells pirated DVDs but everyone seems to say that they have watched the shows) near college today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little time is left for my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little time is left for me to see someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-302849879968319671?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/302849879968319671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=302849879968319671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/302849879968319671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/302849879968319671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/dang.html' title='Dang'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-714022931625110028</id><published>2008-06-09T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:45:55.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MSN conversation with Shafiq just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ị¦ ŵėī-ĵąή::http://jan27.blogspot.com ¦ị "Drowning out all sense." says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;YOU GOIN TO UITM AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ị¦ ŵėī-ĵąή::http://jan27.blogspot.com ¦ị "Drowning out all sense." says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;hhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ị¦ ŵėī-ĵąή::http://jan27.blogspot.com ¦ị "Drowning out all sense." says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;yes i am : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ị¦ ŵėī-ĵąή::http://jan27.blogspot.com ¦ị "Drowning out all sense." says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;what happened actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i dont want to talk about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;for everything wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ive learn a lot frm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;u guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;send my regards to jojo, naa, farah vivian,grace and maria ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;u guys rock out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sasori @ 08 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and im gonna miss u guys for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Awwh man...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq, I'LL MISS YOU TOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HENSHIN!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-714022931625110028?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1057487871677912604</id><published>2008-06-07T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:59:22.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;Shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;Shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til someone saved me with the Nintendo Wii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1057487871677912604?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1057487871677912604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1057487871677912604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1057487871677912604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1057487871677912604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-3101711721855977166</id><published>2008-06-06T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:11:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, I'm sorry because I may have jeopardised our friendship, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you made me feel pain for running away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-3101711721855977166?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/3101711721855977166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=3101711721855977166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3101711721855977166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/3101711721855977166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5686854696389019131</id><published>2008-06-04T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:31:49.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoning.</title><content type='html'>I'm stoning. Stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very late for me to start, but I started watching Hana Kimi 2 days ago. I'm hooked on it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the older fellas from cenfad. Darn, college feels so different without them around especially in the mornings. Good luck in your intership guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see my friends. I'm afraid things may not be the same again once one of them leaves to Perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace kept thinking she (well, us, actually) was gonna die on the KTM to Mid Valley from KL Sentral. Funny I could still write about this NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 people showed up to class on Tuesday. Waiting for their arrival was nerve-wrecking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still finding out if my feelings for someone would mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having many thoughts about my future since that dream I had. I really wonder what's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my (sort of) first &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; poem today. (based on a thesis written by some dude. Just thought I should write this down to remind myself about the first poem I wrote.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the butter toast of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;The blinding of your shadow awakened me,&lt;br /&gt;I tripped and fell on my behind,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll return to say goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Rotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5686854696389019131?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5686854696389019131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5686854696389019131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5686854696389019131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5686854696389019131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/06/stoning.html' title='Stoning.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7760530551985668803</id><published>2008-05-28T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:05:42.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>Is it that surprising that my personal favourite poem (out of a few) was the one which seems more lovey-dovey than the others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am a helpless romantic after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S : Why-lah? Why-lah? Why must I be made to wait-lah? Just when I was getting excited about it....Haiyor, don't tell me this is a sign......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7760530551985668803?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7760530551985668803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7760530551985668803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7760530551985668803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7760530551985668803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7365754298137529751</id><published>2008-05-25T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:00:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha!</title><content type='html'>I just felt that I needed to quote Pei Ru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha its ok if ben barnes and gerard butler are still single, anything is possible. some ppl just dont like to commit. some ppl dont like to be vulnerable."&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, &lt;strong&gt;Ben Barnes&lt;/strong&gt;................"&lt;br /&gt;"ah ben barnes. the guy with the wrong accent. HAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHAHA!!"&lt;br /&gt;"seriously didnt ANY of the directors noticed it? even on radio &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"ayam prinz kaspian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sounded &lt;strong&gt;latino&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7365754298137529751?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7365754298137529751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7365754298137529751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7365754298137529751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7365754298137529751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha.html' title='Haha!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6007786001751311205</id><published>2008-05-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:34:38.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>Sorry, Grace. I'm starting to feel that London is out of my reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6007786001751311205?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6007786001751311205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6007786001751311205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6007786001751311205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6007786001751311205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-6401235685411174439</id><published>2008-05-20T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:28:49.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>This thought crosses my mind at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does it feel to live without a mum or a dad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Saturdays when mum would cook her special dishes and we'd all eat the same thing for the entire weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when dad would be so willing to send us anywhere even if it's far just because he wants us to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Those Sundays when mum and dad would complain over how I mess up the hall with my art stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when mum and dad would be so supportive of what we do best.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when mum would say the wisest things about people.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when dad would go on and on about something that he seems to know very well.&lt;br /&gt;Those days when the whole family would all laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either a mum or dad, they're both a big part of our lives. Losing either just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened to a friend recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope for you to stay strong. I blame myself for not being able to pray for what has happened. I take back all the words I've said about her. I've been told to forgive and forget, I'm not sure if I did that. Too bad I only managed to do it now. It sucks, big time. Whatever it is, I would pray for your family's future. God bless you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-6401235685411174439?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/6401235685411174439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=6401235685411174439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6401235685411174439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/6401235685411174439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1300106232029914844</id><published>2008-05-20T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:55:00.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cenfad Icon Show 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;17th May 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally the day arrived. The day where our works done for college would be shown to outsiders. Words cannot express how dissapointed I was when the people I hoped could go couldn't. Whether they had a reason or not, it was just something that is just very dissapointing. I shouldn't have expected too much. Ben, however, made it. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairul my lecturer was right that the college transforms at night. It was really beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3596copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3596copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interior design work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with a few of my collegemates, we visited the exhibits, it was funny how Ben was so impressed with our college when the few of us were just thinking that Cenfad looks like a dump (if compared to La Salle in S'pore). PJCAD isn't too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly bumped into Amber Chia. Yeah, she was there, for the fashion students' runway show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3692copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3692copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan and Shafiq were so desperate to get a photo taken with her. Jonathan was so annoying, as if he would crumble if he couldn't take the photo with her! And Shafiq was so childish, he made it seem he was begging for a photo! I bet at that point Amber felt like some celeb or something. Ben was alright, he just jumped in to the opportunity to take a photo with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bet he's laughing his ass off now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3731copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3731copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Jay from Project Runway Malaysia/Malaysian Dreamgirl was modelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3697copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3697copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aerina from Project Runway Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night. The seniors were impressed by us foundation students' works, and that was very flattering. A few of us were selected for an article for The Star. And I guess the icon show for 2008 was the only time we had to show off our foundation works. Next year we're either gone or hanging around doing our majors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3780copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3780copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were, relishing every moment we had there that night because the same thing may not happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a night to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1300106232029914844?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1300106232029914844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1300106232029914844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1300106232029914844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1300106232029914844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/cenfad-icon-show-2008.html' title='Cenfad Icon Show 2008'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8659826886360520242</id><published>2008-05-10T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:39:16.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3385copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3385copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nizam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The beautiful collision."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8659826886360520242?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8659826886360520242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8659826886360520242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8659826886360520242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8659826886360520242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5768483715361991722</id><published>2008-05-10T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:31:57.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3359copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3359copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Walk on them - or walk around them?" - Alexis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5768483715361991722?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5768483715361991722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5768483715361991722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5768483715361991722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5768483715361991722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/think-again.html' title='Think again.'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1748659744996514637</id><published>2008-05-10T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:29:24.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3262copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3262copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There she goes again...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1748659744996514637?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1748659744996514637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1748659744996514637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1748659744996514637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1748659744996514637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-behind.html' title='Look behind'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-1962360586671548062</id><published>2008-05-10T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:24:51.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3166copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3166copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Soon you'll be gone."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-1962360586671548062?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/1962360586671548062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=1962360586671548062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1962360586671548062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/1962360586671548062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-smile.html' title='That smile'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-7413645489610706036</id><published>2008-05-10T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:44:09.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final days of sem 1</title><content type='html'>Here are some shots of my college life taken since last month, during the time my PC got fried by lightning, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2702copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2702copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan's pornstar version of Vivien's death fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2772copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2772copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairul our lecturer helping us out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2770copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2770copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan's snickering at Vivien's incomplete project - the top naked doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2960copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_2960copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq's smiley after using a whole lot of charcoal for his artwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3019copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3019copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAYBACK TIME VIVIEN! (for posting my weird photo on your blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3036copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3036copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what they're doing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3040copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3040copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary Korean Movie 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3145copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3145copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq spent his money on a toy belt (a replica from the Masked Rider series). So he's a very happy fanboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3153copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3153copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets to pretend he's a Masked Rider himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3158copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3158copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "touch and go" card to bug-morphing action! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3156copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3156copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch N Go card VS MASKED RIDER card VS LRT ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3178copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3178copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danial and Ming fooling around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3181copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3181copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought this tattoo on Ming was cool.......until I found out what that Chinese character meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lazy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3188copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3188copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nizam my lecturer who looked like a Maori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3219copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3219copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting technique to err....create swirls......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seniors had a Design Studio project presentation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3298copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3298copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis presenting "Say NO to animal cruelty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3315copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3315copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelica and "Masks" added with "7 Virtues and 7 Deadly Sins".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3342copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3342copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelica's main piece - cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3368copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3368copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ami my lecturer and a glittery mannequin....hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3387copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3387copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra and her interesting sculptures that resemble people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3392copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3392copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra's main piece - aren't they cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3393copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3393copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When vintage fashionista meets animal rights activist.....&lt;em&gt;hohoho&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3399copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3399copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUIYOH!! - Farah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3398copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/IMG_3398copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't beat Farah at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of Semester 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-7413645489610706036?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/7413645489610706036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=7413645489610706036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7413645489610706036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/7413645489610706036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-days-of-sem-1.html' title='Final days of sem 1'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-5371762550974506474</id><published>2008-05-08T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:10:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://shadowburble-reflections.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sheryiin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Random Facts about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When eating noodles, the vege and the meat would be eaten first.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to pretend that I'm a singer when a song is stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a unique foot shape.&lt;br /&gt;4. The sky will always be blue to me.&lt;br /&gt;4. The last random fact? I'm random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagging : err.....Aaron! Chen Hui! Vivien! Kai Hao! err......errr........shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-5371762550974506474?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/5371762550974506474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=5371762550974506474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5371762550974506474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/5371762550974506474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-4317070219799904972</id><published>2008-05-07T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:33:38.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Pei face mode*</title><content type='html'>Yay for the return of my PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so distressed thinking about my future. One moment I'm telling myself I'd be staying in cenfad, the other I feel a push to try out someplace that seems so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Sher told me I can't blame fate for not being where I want to be now. Or is my current struggle a part of a bigger plan for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop thinking, Jan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week is the final week for my first sem...Gosh, time flies really fast. I don't want to think of what lies ahead of me because it's mentally exhausting. I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;going to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; start on my final project pieces. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've only got the whole day tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The senior students seem to be presenting a lot of stuff, Design Studio caught my eye immediately. Since Sem 2 is coming up soon, I have to come up with a concept for my future Design Studio presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys are losing me.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post up some nice shots of college soon. I just need to get my &lt;em&gt;kueh kapet&lt;/em&gt; project done and over with first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-4317070219799904972?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/4317070219799904972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=4317070219799904972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4317070219799904972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/4317070219799904972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/05/pei-face-mode.html' title='*Pei face mode*'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10255056.post-8328327139841408698</id><published>2008-04-25T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:48:49.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maaaaak</title><content type='html'>Things only make sense when you have discovered your &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lecturer's Facebook profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Youtube channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a video of him dancing like a drunk man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a video with interesting sound effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is meant to sound like the happy birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, now, I don't think I'll ever be able to keep a straight face during his lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/S : I MISS MY PC T_T.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10255056-8328327139841408698?l=jan27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/feeds/8328327139841408698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10255056&amp;postID=8328327139841408698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8328327139841408698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10255056/posts/default/8328327139841408698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jan27.blogspot.com/2008/04/maaaaak.html' title='Maaaaak'/><author><name>Jan Boey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14200148888757724103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/WeI-JaN/JaN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
